Chapter 652

Mo Xing looked at Mo Zhaojing with a cold look on his face, paused, breathed and said, "master, Nie Tian regards Mo Ruxi as his love. If the latter really dies, I'm afraid Nie Tian won't stop easily."

"Hmm?" Mo Zhaojing's face sank and said coldly, "my Mohist family is one of the four aristocratic families. Will I be afraid of the threat of a yellow mouth child?"

The muscles on his face trembled, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

It was mo Feng, the elder of the outer gate, who suddenly came over and said, "the master, the elder, Nie Tian, has infinite potential and has to guard against it. Two years ago, when master Moyu and I first arrived in Moyang City, Nie Tian had only the strength of Yuan spirit state, which is not worth mentioning."

"But now, in less than two years, his strength has been promoted to the divine wheel realm. I'm afraid I can't find a second person in the whole 3000 small world. If he is allowed to grow up again, I'm afraid it will become a big trouble."

Mo Feng had a sinister look on his face and some remorse in his heart. If he had been cruel in Moyang city and killed Nie Tian directly, there would be nothing today.

But now it's too late to say anything. Nie Tian already has a strong strength, and his identity is not what it used to be. It's difficult to kill him.

Another reason why Mo Feng wants Nie Tian to die early is that Nie Tian knows his identity.

Once his identity is revealed, I'm afraid the Mohists will not allow him. So it's better to get rid of Nie Tian as soon as possible.

"Mo Feng is right. Nie Tian's strength is strange and there are so many forces behind him. If he doesn't get rid of it, he will be in great danger." Mo Xing also said. He had a hand with Nie Tian and understood that the latter's strength is strange and unpredictable.

"Ink torture, by your inference, whether there is a chance for Mo Yu to fight with Nie Tian?" Mo Zhaojing said with a gloomy face.

"This......" Mo Xing's eyes coagulated and it was difficult to speak.

"It doesn't hurt to say it directly." the fierce light flickered in Mo Zhaojing's eyes.

"Yes," Murdoch nodded and said: "When he was in the martial arts meeting, Nie Tian shot at Mo Yu. I once took his sword. The power of that sword was very strange. If I hadn't been wary and dealt with it with all my strength, I'm afraid it would be difficult to take it. Nie Tian's current strength is the third power of Shenlun, but according to my observation, his real combat power is definitely more than the seventh power of Shenlun. Even now, I have to take some means to kill him."

"This son is so terrible!" Mo Zhaojing's eyes coagulated and his face was surprised.

Nie Tian's strength really improved too fast, far exceeding Mo Zhaojing's expectation.

On the other hand, his strength is too strange to speculate by ordinary martial artists.

Ink torture is the eight power of divine wheel. It's only one step away from the peak of divine wheel. With his power, it's difficult to kill Nie Tian, which shows Nie Tian's terror.

There is a difference of thousands of miles between each weight of the divine wheel realm. Nie Tian can challenge the eight weight martial arts of the divine wheel with the triple strength of the divine wheel. This talent is unparalleled.

If Nie Tian is promoted to the peak of Shenlun, Mo Zhaojing worries that he is not the opponent of the former.

However, Mo Zhaojing didn't know that there was some deviation in Mo Xing's estimation of Nie Tian's strength. Nie Tian's strength was more than that.

At this time, Nie Tian was afraid of the nine heavy warriors of Shenlun. He was not afraid of others fighting alone.

If Mo Xing and Nie Tian fight, it's hard to say whether they will win or lose.

Mo Zhaojing thought. After a long time, a cold flash flashed on his face. His eyes suddenly fixed on the ink torture, and a strange smile was raised at the corners of his mouth.

"Master, you......" Mo Zhaojing stared at Mo's punishment and made his scalp numb. He was sweating on his forehead and his tongue began to spin.

Mo Zhaojing looked cold, pulled a smile from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly said, "elder Mo Xing, Nie Tian is already the biggest enemy of Mohism. Our master can't sit back and watch him grow up, but he can't do it himself. So..."

"Master, I can kill him!" before Mo Zhaojing finished, Mo Xing hurriedly said. There was an ominous premonition in his heart, which became stronger and stronger.

Mo Zhaojing shook his head slightly, smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "elder Mo Xing, you can't kill Nie Tian. He can only be killed by Mo Yu. For so many years, I asked you to be the elder of Mo family. Now, it's time for you to repay the family."

"Master, you... You want me to, let me give ink rain..." ink punishment suddenly thought of something. His eyes opened wide and his face changed as white as paper.

"Douding!" Mo Feng thought of something and exclaimed.

"Yes!" Mo Zhaojing raised his voice by one point, suddenly stepped out, pressed his hand on his shoulder, and said with a faint smile: "elder Mo Xing, don't worry, you have made the greatest contribution to the Mohist school by filling the roof for the ink rain. In your vein, I guarantee that they will stay in Xumi lingdu forever. How about?"

Topping, the secret art of Mohism, is to transfer your skills to the weak by force.

This secret technique can only be used by Mohist people.

Because each martial artist has different yuan force attributes and blood gas attributes in his body. If he absorbs the yuan force or blood gas of other martial artists, he will lead to Yuan force and blood gas disorder in his body. At least, he will be possessed by evil, and at worst, he will explode and die.

But the Mohists are different. They all have Phoenix blood in their bodies more or less, which ensures that their Yuan Li attribute is similar to their blood gas attribute.

But even so, topping has a heavy price.

Ink punishment is capped by ink rain. If the former's yuan strength and blood gas are exhausted, he will inevitably die, and ink rain will also damage his foundation, and his accomplishments can't be improved any more.

However, with the cultivation of ink punishment, the top of the ink rain will be filled. The strength of the latter will be directly promoted to the ninth weight of divine wheel. It is already the peak figure in these three thousand small worlds. So it doesn't matter if you can't increase your strength in the future.

Mo Xing was stunned on the spot. He felt that Mo Zhaojing's big hand on his shoulder was slightly forced. His heart sank. He already knew that he had to promise or not.

If he agrees, Mo Zhaojing may keep his pulse for the sake of his contribution to the Mohist school. If you don't agree, not only will he die, but everyone in his line will suffer.

Mo Zhaojing is cruel and cruel. Killing people is nothing to him.

Mo Xing's intestines were green at this time. He knew that Mo Zhaojing would do so. Why did he bother to save Mo Yu from Nie Tian.

It's really self inflicted and self bound!

Mo Feng looked at it in horror and was thankful that his strength was low. Otherwise, Mo Zhaojing might have forced him to fill the top of Mo Yu.

Mo Zhaojing is really cruel. He can even get rid of the ink punishment he has worked with for many years.

"Home, master. I promise." ink torture was like death, looked extremely painful, and nodded powerlessly.

"Just promise." Mo Zhaojing smiled faintly, patted each other on the shoulder and said: "elder Mo Xing, it's not worth our master's cultivation. At the critical moment, we can make sacrifices for the family."

Ink torture grinned his teeth and nodded. His face was dripping with pain. He said, "I hope the owner will keep his promise. After I die, let me stay in Xumi lingdu forever."

"Of course." Mo Zhaojing smiled strangely and looked indifferent.

Let Mo Xing give Mo Yu the top, and Mo Zhaojing thinks very comprehensively.

As long as Moyu's strength reaches the ninth weight of divine wheel, he can not only kill Nie Tian openly, but also get the leader of Xumi martial Association.

In this way, Moyu's reputation can be reversed, and he can succeed the house owner in good faith in the future.

Mo Zhaojing admired himself for his wonderful move.