Chapter 561

Mo Zhaojing was teased by Jin Dabao. He was so angry that he suddenly shot. The terrorist strength of the top martial artist in Shenlun territory broke out, and the endless yuan force rolled down and condensed into a sharp claw in the void.

"So strong!" everyone felt a huge momentum, and the air became a sharp blade.

Mo Zhaojing dared not kill Nie Tian, but he absolutely dared to kill Jin Dabao!

Jin Dabao was shrouded in invisible power and his face turned white. In front of the warrior in Shenlun territory, he had no resistance at all.

"Stop!" just then, a violent drink sounded, and immediately a white awn appeared to protect Jin Dabao in the center.

"Bang!" there was a loud noise. Mo Zhaojing's move fell, and the void trembled. The white awn shield shrouded around Jin Dabao cracked and collapsed directly.

The billowing air wave spread, and everyone felt a shock. Unexpectedly, many people shook and almost fell.

The head-on collision of the top martial arts in the divine wheel territory, even if it is only a residual threat, is by no means acceptable to ordinary martial arts.

"Mengfanchen, you are really strong!" Nie Tian protected Mo Ruxi and looked at mengfanchen. It was he who saved Jin Dabao.

Mengfanchen can block Mo Zhaojing's effort, and does not lose the wind at all, which is enough to show that his strength is almost the same as that of Mo Zhaojing, which is at most a little inferior.

"Yuan Tiangang Qi!" Mo Zhaojing was blocked, looked at Meng fanchen's eyes and said with a smile: "President Meng, I didn't expect that your yuan Tianjue had been cultivated to this extent, and it condensed yuan Tiangang Qi. I admire it!"

A sound of admiration, but it shows Mo Zhaojing's unwillingness, but also slightly ironic.

"Master of Mohism, you are the top power in the 3000 small world. It seems wrong to kill a young man in front of so many people." mengfanchen responded faintly, with the meaning of sour autumn between his words.

Everyone looked at Mo Zhaojing with strange eyes. With his identity and strength, he actually shot Jin Dabao. He really lost his dignity.

Mo Zhaojing was also confused by Jin Dabao's anger. He noticed that everyone's eyes were burning. His old face turned red and said coldly, "this boy teased me. Our master was angry and impulsive."

Under the protection of Yuan Tiangang Qi, Jin Dabao was not hurt, but he was scared to death. He was sweating all over and his clothes were soaked.

"What an impulse!" Nie Tian sneered and said, "master of the Mohist school, what you want is just a ninth order imperial instrument. I didn't say what kind of ninth order imperial instrument it is. Even if I gave you the Li Long Ding, I fulfilled my conditions."

Mo Zhaojing looked cold and tense. If Nie naively gave Li Longding to him, he really couldn't say anything. But Li Long Ding was of no use to Mo Zhaojing or the Mohists.

There is no high-level alchemist in Mohism, let alone a tool refiner. Li Longding is in Mohism and can only be seen as a painting.

"Master Mohist, do you really want the greedy wolf snake Yan spear?" Nie Tian nodded to Jin Dabao, who took out the greedy wolf snake Yan spear again.

"Are you really willing to give it to me?" Mo Zhaojing asked excitedly when he saw the greedy wolf, snake and Yan spear.

"Master Mo, if you want to be greedy, wolf, snake and Yan spear, apologize to my friend." Nie Tian said coldly.

"Apologize?" Mo Zhaojing was stunned. He suspected that he had heard wrong. He thought how the master of the Mohist family, one of his four noble families, could apologize casually. He hardly hesitated. He blurted out: "impossible!"

Why is mo Zhaojing also a big man? If he apologizes to Jin Dabao in front of so many people, what is the face of him and the Mohists?

"Well, it's yours to leave the Dragon tripod." Nie Tian waved it and threw it directly.

Mo Zhaojing looked at the dragon pattern Dan Ding in front of him and his face stiffened painfully.

He's thinking, weighing the pros and cons.

"Mohist master, farewell." Nie Tian didn't give Mo Zhaojing time to think. He turned coldly and was ready to leave with Mo Ruxi.

"Wait a minute!" Nie Tian just turned around. Mo Zhaojing was in a hurry and blurted out, "I apologize!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the whole audience was surprised and looked at Mo Zhaojing in amazement.

The temptation of the ninth order imperial weapon is still great. Even Mo Zhaojing will be forced to bow his head.

Leaving the Dragon tripod is of no use to him. If he is reluctant to sell it, it is useless to get it and a pity to abandon it.

What Mo Zhaojing wants most is the greedy wolf snake Yan spear. He smells the breath of fire attribute, which is the same as his yuan spirit attribute. As long as he can get it, he can improve his combat power to a higher level.

Finally, he still couldn't stand the temptation of the ninth emperor's weapon and chose to apologize.

"OK, apologize." Nie Tian pulled at the corners of his mouth and expected the result long ago.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of surprised eyes, Mo Zhaojing took two steps to Jin Dabao, his body trembled, finally bowed slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "young master, just now our master missed and nearly hurt the young master by mistake. Please forgive me."

Jin Dabao glanced at Mo Zhaojing, smiled and said, "the voice is too low. I can't hear you."

Mo Zhaojing's eyes trembled, a touch of cold chill was released, but immediately disappeared.

"Mohist master, since you have bowed your head, you might as well lower your head more sincerely." Nie Tian's voice sounded and mocked.

Mo Zhaojing's heart seems to be blocked with a ball of cotton wool. He can't swallow or spit out. Don't mention how uncomfortable it is.

But in front of the crowd, he had promised to admit his mistake. At this time, he repented and became more stingy.

In desperation, Mo Zhaojing took a breath and said loudly, "my master missed for a moment. Please forgive me, childe Jin!"

Jin Dabao was stunned, then smiled and said, "OK, OK, I will forgive you if you are so sincere. But it will not be an example. If there is another time, be careful of your head!"

Everyone was stunned and stared at Jin Dabao. They couldn't react for a long time.

Jin Dabao's tone was completely talking to a servant. He was too arrogant.

The chill in Mo Zhaojing's eyes flashed away, forced his anger down and ignored Jin Dabao.

"Here you are!" Nie Tian didn't say much, and directly threw the greedy wolf snake Yan spear to Mo Zhaojing.

At this time, Mo Zhaojing must have reached the edge of outbreak. If he is stimulated again, he may really get angry.

Mo Zhaojing took the snake spear and finally had a happy look in his eyes.

Although the face of the Mohist school is thrown into the gutter today, it's not a loss to get a volume of Tianjie martial arts formula and a ninth order imperial weapon.

"President Meng, farewell!" when he got the greedy wolf snake Yan spear, Mo Zhaojing didn't want to stay any longer. He greeted Meng fanchen, paced in the void and left directly.

Mo Yu gave Nie Tian a hate look. If his eyes could kill, the latter would have been broken into pieces by him.

At this time, Mo Yu's hatred for Nie Tian has reached an unbearable extreme, but he doesn't dare to act rashly. This feeling makes him crazy.

"Nie Tian, we'll see!" after leaving a word, Mo Yu left angrily, and the Mohists left together.

Nie Tian looked at the back of Mo Yu and others. The corners of his mouth tilted slightly with a smile. He opened his arms and hugged Mo Ruxi tightly in his arms.

No matter what happens next, he won't let anyone hurt Mo Ruxi.