Chapter 32 Ask the Immortals and Moyang

Mo Yang sneered: "Where are you going to escape this time?"

He hung the cloud shadow bow back to Ye Guanghao's waist, and then the two vertical sweeps crossed a distance of more than 100 meters and grabbed Ye Xiaoyu with his big hand like an eagle.

When Mo Yang grabbed Ye Xiaoyu, in a shadow behind Mo Yang, a faint shadow appeared. When he looked at Mo Yang, his eyes were cold and murderous, but the strong murderous spirit did not spread out at all. It was perfectly controlled by the shadow hidden in the dark and did not leak at all.

At the moment when she was about to take action, her ears suddenly moved and she pressed the desire to take action again. This person was not someone else, but Ye Yurou. Her son entered such a dangerous place in the Qiyun Mountains for the first time. As a mother, how could she be relieved? However, after all, she was born in the night clan, and the night clan took care of her children. The harshness of teaching is beyond the imagination of ordinary families. As long as Ye Xiaoyu is not fatally harmed, she will never take action easily. In the past, Ye Guanghao hurt Ye Xiaoyu many times. She has never interfered with it. The children of the night clan must go through many difficult training before they can become talents.

She can infer from Mo Yang's action on her son that Mo Yang at least doesn't want his son's life now, so she can completely calm down and want to see what Mo Yang wants to do.

Moreover, she also found that there were two more people coming from the opposite side. The arrival of these two people will definitely make things go in another direction, and she is not in a hurry to take action.

Moyang didn't expect that there was still a person behind him, and the mantis catching cicadas and yellow finch was behind him.

"Hist..."

When Mo Yang's big hand was about to grab Ye Xiaoyu's neck, a loud shout suddenly came from the jungle, and then a golden light came from the depths of the woods and hit Mo Yang heavily.

He didn't care to grab Ye Xiaoyu anymore. Mo Yang's palm also raised a layer of golden light, as if it was coated with a layer of gold. He grabbed the golden light fiercely. The golden light was crushed by his claw, and at the same time, a sharp pain came from the heart of his hand. At the same time, the golden light broke his body protection.

Moyang took two steps back and recognized the two people who came out of the woods at a glance, Ye Wenxian and Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Wenxian elegantly fanned the fan and came over side by side with Ye Zhiqiu. Ye Zhiqiu saw Ye Xiaoyu, who was seriously injured on the ground. He ran over in a few steps and squatted down to check Ye Xiaoyu's injury.

"Little fish brother, how are you?"

Seeing that Ye Xiaoyu's bones were broken and a deep visible bone scar on his thigh, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were full of tears and fell down.

"Sister, I'm not dead yet..."

Ye Xiaoyu groaned in pain.

"Let you scare me..." Ye Zhiqiu smiled and didn't care that Ye Xiaoyu called her elder sister.

"Moyang worship, why did you kill my children of the Ye clan?"

Ye Wenxian's momentum was not much weak in the face of Moyang in the master's realm.

"This son intends to hurt the young master. The old man is responsible for protecting the young master. What's wrong with chasing the murderer?"

Mo Yang said coldly that he was the worship of Ye Wuwei's family, not the worship of Ye's family. He was not afraid of the first son of Ye's family.

"Young master? What a big name..." Ye Wenxian sneered: "As a worship in the Ye family, you dare to hurt my direct disciple of the Ye family. Your worship has also achieved the head..."

"How do I act? It's not my turn to ask the fairy for advice." Mo Yang retorted that his master was Ye Wuwei, not Ye Wenxian. Although Ye Wenxian's words were not light in Ye's house, it was absolutely impossible to decide his life and death in one word. Mo Yang deeply knew who he should be loyal to.

Ye Wenxian was not angry at all and showed an excellent demeanor. He pointed to Ye Xiaoyu and said, "Moyang worships, no matter who is right or wrong for the time being. Now I don't want to make more trouble in the Qiyun Mountains. Ye Xiaoyu will take it away by me. Today's matter is over, okay?"

"No, Ye Xiaoyu hurt the young master. I must capture him and give him back to the Lord."

Mo Yang refused. What a joke. There are only two things that Ye Wuwei told him. One is to protect Ye Guanghao, and the other is to kill Ye Xiaoyu when there is a chance. How could he be handed over Ye Xiaoyu in a few words by Ye Wenxian?

"Hmm..."

Ye Wenxian's eyes narrowed, and his voice was more calm: "I insist?"

"I can't say that I have to offend him." Mo Yang did not give in.

"Haha, do you dare to hurt me?" Ye Wenxian smiled angrily.

"If you ask the fairy that he doesn't care about this matter, he can naturally leave at any time, otherwise..." Mo Yang snorted coldly.

"I'm in charge of this matter..." Ye Wenxian was completely enraged by Ye Moyang's attitude.

"I must also take this leaf fish away." Moyang didn't give in.

"Then let me experience the power of the ink worship of a master who has been practicing for more than 60 years and is still in the lower realm of the master." Ye Wenxian still had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were a little cold.

Mo Yang's old face turned red. Ye Wenxian's words were purely scolding people without dirty words. What does it mean that he has been practicing for more than 60 years is still in the lower realm of the master? Isn't this directly scolding him for his poor qualifications? He sneered at the moment: "Then let you see."

Moyang threw Ye Guanghao casually and sent him 30 meters away with a soft force. Ye Zhiqiu also picked up Ye Xiaoyu and quickly left, so as not to be affected by the fight between the two.

Mo Yang did not stop Ye Zhiqiu's behavior. As long as he defeated Ye Wenxian, Ye Xiaoyu would never escape.

"Today, I want to teach you a lesson and let you know that even if you are a peerless genius, you still need to know how to endure before you grow up. You have to be beaten when you come out, Jinshi big seal!"

Mo Yang's hands were imprinted, and a huge golden palm print appeared in the air and patted at Ye Wenxian.

"Old man, there are many people who can smoke me, but it never excludes you."

Even if Ye Wenxian is self-restrained, he can't help swearing. It's really unruly that a servant of the Ye family dares to be so rude to the first son of Ye's family.

It's just that Moyang is the worship of Ye Wuwei. He only obeys Ye Wuwei's orders. No matter how angry Ye Wenxian is, it won't be any good. In the end, he still has to rely on his strength to speak.

"Old man, today I will let you know how big the gap is between genius and waste, and let you taste the power of my golden fan method."

Ye Wenxian was fierce in his heart. Facing the powerful gold and stone handprint, he did not flinch. He folded the fan a little in his hand. A golden light shot out of the folding fan and directly hit the oncoming gold and stone handprint. He also cultivated the true spirit of the gold system, and it was the most brilliant "Shining Golden Secret" of the Ye family, and the golden fan method was also in the "Shining Gold Secret". The supporting fan method recorded is much more exquisite than the skill practiced by Moyang. Although he has not been promoted to the realm of master, he is really not afraid of Moyang, an old thing.

The golden and stone handprint is fierce and fierce, and the golden light shot by the golden fan is unparalleled. The two hit fiercely in the air. The golden light instantly penetrated the golden stone hand seal, and then continued to shoot at Elder Moyang. Elder Moyang shot a big handprint again, which scattered the golden light.

This blow alone made Mo Yang worship frightened. He had long heard that the fairy was amazing. He was the first person of the young generation in Yefu, but he had never fought. Now it seems that it really lives up to his reputation.

"It's really awesome, but even if you are beautiful, you are not my opponent. If you ask the fairy, I still advise you not to humiliate yourself..." Mo Yang said.

He can kill Ye Xiaoyu, but he absolutely dares not do anything to Ye Wenxian. Moreover, judging from the fight just now, if he wants to defeat Ye Wenxian, he also needs to pay a lot of money, and it is impossible to crush it without damage.

"Less nonsense..."

Ye Wenxian is usually gentle and elegant, but when he fights, he is extremely crazy. The folding fan in his hand is either a point or sweep, or a slap or a fan. The shadow of the fan flies, and golden light bursts out, intertwined into a big net in the air, and attacked Moyang.

Moyang's two palms were golden, and he was close to the middle door, either patting or pressing, or squeezing or pressing, and the water he defended was not leaking. The golden light that attacked was scattered by him one by one was full of energy. The trees and rocks around them were unlucky, and they turned into countless powders under the overflowing energy.