Chapter 47

Hearing Mo Feng's sarcasm, Nie Tian frowned slightly and said coldly, "I'm talking to my woman. Can you interrupt me? Besides, I'm not arrogant. What's the matter with you!"

"Smelly boy, do you know who you're talking to?" Mo Feng's voice was cold, and a faint momentum surged from his body and pressed towards Nie Tian.

"Elder, show mercy!" Mo Tai became nervous when he saw Mo Feng oppressing Nie Tian. He said, "Nie Tian has no malice, but he is impulsive. He is kind to our father and daughter. Ruxi's yuan Ling can wake up with his help. It's thanks to him tonight. Please don't be angry, elder."

Nie Tian looked at Mo Feng blandly, but he shook his whole body, oppressed all the momentum of the other party, and said faintly, "do you know who you're talking to?"

"Young man, you are the first one to dare to speak like this in front of me!" Mo Feng's face changed and a strong murderous spirit shrouded Nie Tian.

Originally thought he was locked by his killing intention, Nie Tian would be directly scared to pee his pants or paralyze on the ground.

However, what Mo Feng never expected was that Nie Tian was like a rock without any reaction.

"This boy is a little weird. He's just a dual warrior of Yuan spirit. He's not afraid of my momentum oppression!" Mo Feng was calm, but shocked in his heart.

"Old fellow, you are the first one who dares to speak like this in front of Ben Shao." Nie Tianshi didn't give in, faced the linglie killing intention of Mo Feng, and was calm.

Mo Feng felt Nie Tian's overbearing self-confidence and looked stiff. He seemed to be thinking about something. The next moment he said: "Young people have good backbone, but if they are too hard, it may not be a good thing. Just a mole ant with two yuan spirits, he doesn't practice in a down-to-earth manner, but blindly pursues something he shouldn't pursue. I advise you, don't aim too high, otherwise he will suffer."

Nie Tian frowned slightly. He was not a fool. Naturally, he heard the malicious ridicule between Mo Feng's words.

Mo Feng glanced at Nie Tian and continued: "Miss Ruxi will soon return to the Mohist family home and go to Xumi lingdu with the third young master and the elder. From now on, you and miss Ruxi are destined to be people from two worlds, and the gap between you will only become larger and larger. She is a phoenix flying for nine days, and you are just a little loach rotten in the dirt. If you really like her, don't be a stumbling block for her. Now You are a burden to her. So I would like to advise you to let go as soon as possible. "

"Let go?" Nie Tian shook his head and smiled and said calmly, "I'm not greedy. I don't want what doesn't belong to me. I won't let go of what belongs to me. If Ruxi doesn't love me, I will let go. If she loves me and I happen to love her, then I'll never let go."

"Nie Tian, I love you." Mo Ruxi looked at the young man's firm face and said emotionally, "if you don't let go, I won't let go."

Mo Feng frowned deeper. Looking at the two people in front of him, he didn't know how to go on.

The words originally intended to attack Nie Tian turned into vows in each other's mouth, which brought Nie Tian and Mo Ruxi closer.

"Your name is Nie Tian?" suddenly, the black rain on the roof suddenly floated and fell, looked at Nie Tian and opened his mouth faintly.

Nie Tian glanced at Mo Yu and didn't speak.

Nie Tian doesn't like others to be crazy, especially in front of himself.

"Do you know what Mohism stands for?" Mo Yu frowned slightly and opened his mouth.

"I don't know." Nie Tian smiled faintly and said, "I don't want to know."

"Hum!" Mo Yu smiled coldly and said, "you don't know. That's why you dare to say what you just said. I'll tell you what Mohism stands for now."

After a pause, Moyu's face was proud and said in a high voice: "Mohism represents the strength you can't imagine; Mohism represents the height you can never touch; Mohism represents the gap you can't cross in your life; Mohism also represents that you can't see Mo Ruxi again."

One sentence is louder than another, one sentence is louder than another, and one sentence has momentum.

But in Nie Tian's eyes, the ink rain at this time is completely an idiot.

Frog at the bottom of a well and house bird on the eaves are specially used to describe such people.

The young master of a small Xumi world's family, Nie naive doesn't know where Mo Yu came from, so shameless self-confidence.

Seeing that Nie Tian didn't speak, Mo Yu smiled coldly and said, "Nie Tian, you know what Mohism stands for now."

Nie Tian shook his head slightly and said in his heart, "now I know that Mohism represents a lot of idiots."

The reason why he didn't say this, Nie Tian was afraid that Mo Tai and Mo Ruxi were present.

After a little thought, Nie Tian suddenly looked up at Mo Yu, smiled and said, "since you speak Mohism so well, I'm really interested. Well, let's make an appointment. In three years, I'll go to xumiling to find you. How about we fight for life and death?"

For the first time, Nie Tian took the initiative to challenge.

Because he really can't stand ink rain's arrogance.

"Bang!" Mo Yu said proudly, disdaining a smile: "I'm a real yuan nine power now. You're just a yuan spirit two power. The gap between us, the difference between clouds and mud, and the difference between dragons and insects can't be described. Why should you challenge me? With your talent, not to mention three years, 30 years and 300 years, you're still a mole ant in front of me! As long as I like, I can crush you with a little finger! Why should I accept your challenge War! "

Yuan spirit realm, Vientiane mirror, giant spirit realm, true yuan realm.

There are three great realms between Nie Tian and Mo Yu. If you want to catch up within three years, anyone will think it is impossible.

No wonder ink rain reacts so.

However, Nie Tian is very confident that he will catch up with Mo Yu within three years and may even surpass each other.

What Nie Tian needs most now is time. As long as he is given time, any genius will be trampled under his feet.

At the age of 20, Moyu reached the Ninth level of Zhenyuan territory, which is really amazing.

But this talent is still far from Nie Tian in his previous life.

You know, Nie Tian in his previous life, when he was 20 years old, was already a martial artist in the realm of the emperor of heaven. He was so abnormal that he was heinous.

Facing Mo Yu's contemptuous attitude, Nie Tian smiled calmly and said, "I admit that I'm not your opponent now. But I won't think you're a dragon and I'm a bug. If you're really a dragon, you shouldn't be afraid of the challenge of a bug."

"Do I need to accept your challenge?" Mo Yu smiled. He was not a three-year-old child. Of course, he would not be inspired by Nie Tian.

Indeed, in anyone's opinion, Mo Yu is not necessary to accept the challenge, because they are not at the same level at all.

"Third young master, don't talk nonsense with a arrogant fool. Let's go." Mo Feng looked at Nie Tian disdainfully and said directly.

"Ruxi, let's go." Moyu didn't want to stay and shouted to moruxi.

Mo Ruxi looked at Nie Tian affectionately, and his eyes were full of sadness.

Nie Tian frowned slightly and suddenly asked, "Ruxi, I will defeat him in three years. Do you believe me?"

"Well, I believe!" Mo Ruxi nodded directly without any hesitation.

"OK!" Nie Tian suddenly smiled and said, "since you believe me, I must show you."

Nie Tian stepped forward and said, "the genius of Zhenyuan jiuzhong has seen it clearly."

Mo Yu and Mo Feng had a meal at their feet and turned to look at Nie Tian.

Nie Tian raised his hand, opened his five fingers, and Yuan Li gushed out in an instant. Suddenly, five red flames gushed out between his five fingers.

"Nine days away from the fire formula, burn it for me!" the five flames suddenly soared in my heart, turned into five little fire dragons, rushed directly into the rainstorm sky, and rose for tens of meters before disappearing.

"What a powerful mental power!" Mo Feng was so surprised that he lost his voice.

Mo Yu also had a stiff expression and said in his heart, "he is not only powerful in spirit, but also has a superb control of fire. Even the third-order alchemist can't match."

Mo Yu is not an alchemist, but he has seen an alchemist control fire. Even the third-order Alchemist is far inferior to Nie Tian.

"Is he a fourth-order alchemist?" a guess popped up in Moyu's heart, which made his hair stand up.

Fourth level alchemist, it needs forty levels of spiritual power!

Moreover, Moyang City, a small city of a third rate Empire, how can there be a fourth-order alchemist? It's so young.

Teenage fourth level alchemist, even in Xumi spirit, is also the existence of the top demon!

Nie Tian is a fourth-order alchemist?

It's impossible!

Nie Tian looked at Mo Yu and completely saw through the thoughts in the latter's heart. He sneered: "Mo Yu, Yuan Ling's double martial arts are not qualified to challenge you. The fourth level Alchemist is qualified to challenge you."

"You, you, are you really a fourth-order alchemist?" Mo Yu's surprise and shock were all written on his face, and even his body trembled.

The fourth level alchemist, even in Xumi lingdu, is a very noble existence.

Especially Nie Tian is still so young. If he really enters Xumi lingdu, he will be accepted as a disciple by those alchemy masters.

Mo Feng's expression froze for a moment, finally reacted, stepped forward and said, "little friend, I didn't expect you to be a fourth-order alchemist. Just now, I'm so rude. Please forgive me if you offend me."

Nie Tian's status as a fourth-order alchemist made Mo Feng's attitude turn 180 degrees.

Mo Feng doesn't think Nie Tian can become a fourth-order alchemist by his own strength. He guesses that there must be a super powerful teacher behind Nie Tian.

Think again that Mo Tai just said that Mo Ruxi's yuan Ling awakening depended on Nie Tian's help. Mo Feng felt that his guess was more reasonable.

Advanced alchemists, even Mohists, are not willing to offend at will.

Nie Tian glanced at Mo Feng and said coldly, "I'm not your little friend. I'm just a little loach rotten in the mud."

Mo Feng quickly bowed and said, "I have made many mistakes just now. Please forgive me."

Nie Tian sneered. Instead of talking nonsense with Mo Feng, he asked Mo Yu, "what's up? Do you accept my challenge?"

"Three young masters." Mo Feng quickly waved to Mo Yu and motioned him not to agree.

Mohists don't want to offend a high-level alchemist because of a few words.

Those old alchemy monsters scoff at others, but they are closer to gifted disciples than their own sons. If Mo Yu killed Nie Tian, the teacher behind the latter would never let go of the Mohist school.

Mo Yu looked at Nie Tian and said in a cold voice, "do you really want to challenge me?"