Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 763

Jing Yun's words can be described as more shocking than thunder.

When you export, you will swear?

And you 骂 Wu Cong will forget, you actually smashed almost everyone on the scene.

霄皇门?

Who knows?

I don't know if I am an idiot?

This is too arrogant, right?

For a time, everyone’s heart was filled with anger.

After all, no one wants to be embarrassed.

Of course, the most angry nature is Mo Cong.

It has just been ignored by Jing Yun, and now he is being violently ruthless. He is dissatisfied with Jing Yun’s heart, and now he is undoubtedly even more intolerable.

"Kid, do you want to try again?"

Mo Cong was angry and arrogant.

Jing Yunqi picked up his eyebrows: "I said that you are paralyzed, is your ear stunned? Or don't you have a brain? Can't understand people? Immediately roll away, where to cool where to go, this little has no time to waste with you. time."

It’s a slap in the face.

Mo Cong was trembling.

He is so big, who dares to marry him? Who is so jealous of him?

never had.

This is the first time Jingyun.

And still in front of so many people.

This is not just a question of whether Jing Yunyi has anything to do with Zixin, but the question of his face and dignity.

Can kill, can not be humiliated.

Mo Cong was completely angry.

"The boy who is full of mouths, do you not claim to be from the super invincible hidden door? You are not saying that the people here are all ignorant? Are you not saying that we are all rubbish? Then I would like to ask you about it. Strength? Let us open our eyes and see how powerful people can say such words?"

As a warrior, what is the best way to get back your dignity and face?

fighting.

Knock down the other party and let the other side beg for mercy.

This is the simplest and most rude way.

Mo Cong also just thought so.

He is a martial artist in the martial arts.

Although not as bright as purple, it is also called a genius disciple.

Jing Yunyi intentionally hides the breath of his own body, making people feel that the martial arts are flat.

Mo Cong is confident, as long as Jing Yunyi promises, he can have countless ways to make Jing Yun defeat.

"Do you think you are qualified?"

Jing Yunqi raised his eyebrows and called Mo Conga a contempt.

"I don't think you dare."

Mo Cong is aggressive.

"Mo Cong, nothing is enough. Today you are too rude to my friend."

Zixin shouted.

The strength of Jing Yunyi, others do not know, she is clear.

Compared with Jing Yunxiao, Mo Cong is simply an ant against an elephant.

She is now open, and she does not want Mo Cong to die too ugly.

After all, Mo Cong is also a core disciple of the second-class sect of the fire.

If it develops into a Zongmen conflict, it will not be good.

Can Mo Cong did not return to the meaning: "Xin Er, this is a matter between our men, I hope you do not intervene, you can watch it on the sidelines."

Not only did he not retreat, he even wanted to perform well in front of Zixin, let Zixin take a look at how much her so-called friend is vulnerable, and how strong is she?

With this kind of mind, Mo Cong's body is full of blood and interest.

"Kid, I will ask if you dare? Is it a man?"

Mo Cong continued to marry.

He just wants to force Jing Yun to promise to start with him.

He is afraid that if he is a strong actioner, Zixin will help Jingyun.

After a series of screams by Mo Cong, it is obviously still effective.

At least, Jing Yun’s heart is very uncomfortable.

Not agreeing that it is not a man yet?

I don't want to do it? But do you want to force yourself to do it yourself?

Just want to die?

Is it so itchy?

That being the case...

"You have to fight, then you will fight."

Jing Yunzhen has no fear of authenticity.

Hearing Jing Yunxuan promised, Mo Cong smiled slyly, smiled very joyously, and the people around him were all looking at the scenes of Jingyun, looking at the scenes. They were waiting for Mo Cong to give a good lesson to their ignorant town. Wild boy.

"Kid, come up with your strongest strength."

Mo Cong Yin smiled and measured.

Say this sentence is to tell Jing Yunzhen, even if you come up with the strongest strength, wait for me to be able to beat you into a water dog, so that you want to cry without tears.

Jingyun’s brow wrinkled, and smiled coldly: “To deal with you, as for me, I have the strongest strength? I only need a punch.”

Jing Yunyan extended a finger.

This finger is full of contempt and contempt for Mo Cong.

Also let everyone present at the scene exclaim.

"Is this kid really going to make a big fuss? A victory over Mo Cong, I really don't know where he came from?"

"This kind of country boy tends to be self-righteous and thinks that he is invincible."

"Oh, don't say a trick, even if you give him ten strokes, a hundred strokes, I am afraid that even Mo Cong can't touch a hair."

All kinds of ugly words are constantly coming out from the mouths of everyone around you.

For the impression of Jing Yunyi, everyone is greatly reduced again.

Only Zixin and her beggars are convinced of Jingyun’s words.

Zixin shook his head and did not intend to stop Mo Cong.

Let Mo Cong eat a bit of a loss, just so that he will not entangle himself in the future.

Soon, the people around him retired and gave up an open space.

In the center of the open space, Jing Yunqi and Mo Cong stood face to face.

Can see the sky, but the head is up to forty-five degrees, a very embarrassing look.

Since it is impossible to keep a low profile, it is completely high-profile.

Today, I will build the sound of the Emperor's Gate in the fire domain, so that everyone in the entire fire domain will remember that there is a super invincible and powerful Zongmen, called the Emperor Gate.

"Kid, let's die."

Mo Cong couldn't help but want to completely defeat Jing Yun.

So, after a bang, he couldn't wait to get started.

Moreover, he is not a general hand.

It is a powerful offensive that I trust very much.

The whole person, like a beast of the same hair, rushed toward Jingyun, and did not intend to give Jingyun a chance to breathe.

At the same time of launching the attack, Mo Cong’s mind has already emerged as a result of the disastrous defeat of Jing Yun, and the happy result of Zi Xin’s applause to his own eyes.

Between the two, Mo Cong has already rushed to the front of Jing Yunzhen, and then the fierce offensive has smashed toward Jingyun's face.

"roll."

Jing Yun's face is cold.

The faint punches rushed out indiscriminately in the eyes of everyone around them.

The fist and Mo Cong's powerful offensive confronted each other.

During the time, the whole scene was silent.

Accompanied by this muffled sound, everyone around them slammed into a cold breath, showing their deep horror, whether it was a look or a face.

Because they saw it.

a punch.

Just a punch.

Mo Cong’s offensive was constantly defeated.

Mo Cong's body also flew out uncontrollably, squatting dozens of meters away, and a blood in the mouth spit out, and at first glance it was seriously injured.