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Chapter four hundred and twenty-one, the battle of Tianjiao

"I advised him kindly for Xiaoyu's sake. If I really go to the battlefield, he would not even have a chance to regret it." Mo You said lightly.

When Mo Chen heard Mo You's words, he suddenly felt a sense of fear. Mo You had always been quite smart. Don't she know that the leader of the God Hunter only needs one finger to pinch her to death? Wouldn't he be seeking death by saying these unscrupulous words?

"Ni Nu, if you still recognize me as your father, shut your mouth immediately!" Mo Chen scolded.

"Sorry, Master Mo, I am now a core member of the Superpower Bureau and represent the Superpower Bureau, so I cannot meet your request." Mo You said lightly.

"You..." Mo Chen was so angry that he was furious when he heard this.

"Sister, you are really too much!" At this time, Mo Yu walked out and heard Mo You's tone just now, and he was also very angry.

Mo You just glanced at Mo Yu, but didn't say anything, but felt in his heart that his father and sister were too ignorant. What a good opportunity? Get close to the supernatural power bureau, but why are there so many people who don't know the real dragon?

Ning Xiao glanced at Mo You indifferently. This look was unusual, extremely deep and cold, as if it could swallow all human reason, which was terrifying.

Mo You suddenly had a mouthful of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and cold sweat flowed. The energy and spirit in his body instantly weakened to the bottom. Her expression became very haggard. To outsiders, she seemed to have had a serious illness and no longer had the spirit she had just now.

"If you want to serve Lei Ming without fear of death, you can do it, but I hope you understand that I want to kill you, and you can die ten thousand times in a flash of your fingers. Lei Ming can't save you. If it weren't for Mo Yu's sake, you had already died ten thousand times, which is clear?"

Ning Xiao used the spiritual sense of Xuanguang Realm to punish Mo You a little, otherwise, it would be more than just a mouthful of blood.

Mo You glanced at Ning Xiao in fear, silently lowered his head, no longer showing off, but he was extremely disdainful in his heart, because in her opinion, Ning Xiao was a dead person after today, and no one could save him.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yu helped Mo Chen and left here.

At this moment, the powerful aura revealed by Lei Ming's body was just ten times stronger. The air around him seemed to be frozen, the ground under his feet cracked and widened, and his eyes were looking ahead with a torch.

"Ning Xiao...you have to be careful." At this moment, Lin Sitong walked out and said, "Come on, I want to treat you to a meal."

Ning Xiao glanced around, then put on a bronze mask, and his aura became strange and unpredictable in an instant.

The demon on the bronze mask added three points of hideousness, with green faces, fangs, and claws, as if they were given life, and darkness invaded people's hearts.

After sweeping across the crowd, Ning Xiao, who was in the strongest state, walked onto the Baili battlefield in the northern suburbs.

"Cousin's decisive battle, can he win?" Wang Jinyan couldn't help but say when she saw Ning Xiao's departure.

"Of course, don't talk." Ning Mengling echoed.

Wang Jinyan waited and saw that she knew nothing about this cousin. Today, she would also see what his cousin had.

"Ning Zhongfeng, are you just watching your son die?" Lei Fengyun and some people from the Supernatural Bureau came here at this time. Ning Xiao was there just now, so they naturally didn't dare to take risks.

"Wrong, my son, I lost my life and took your son to hell." Ning Zhongfeng said coldly.

"Hmph, are you stubborn? I believe that after today, you don't even have the right to cry." Lei Fengyun snorted coldly.

"I'll give you this sentence too, let's wait and see." Ning Zhongfeng was not happy or sad, but just looked quietly at the Baili battlefield in the northern suburbs.

Although he said this, some concerns were revealed between Wang Yaping and Ning Zhongfeng's eyebrows.

Wang Yaping noticed Xia Xinyao in white clothes and couldn't help but ask: "Girl, which family do you belong to? What is the relationship with Ning Xiao?"

Xia Xinyao also knew about Ning Xiao’s mother’s question, so she didn’t resist and said, “Xia family, Ning Xiao and I are friends.”

"Isn't it a boyfriend or girlfriend?" Ning Mengling couldn't help asking.

Xia Xinyao didn't know much, so she just nodded slightly. She didn't talk much and didn't like to talk.

"It's really, no wonder my brother is so special to you." Ning Mengling couldn't help but say that for Xia Xinyao, when Ning Xiao was in Europe, she had transferred famous chefs from all over the world to make delicious dishes for her to taste. This was absolutely confident.

After hearing Ning Mengling's words, Ning Zhongfeng and Wang Yaping looked at Xia Xinyao to death with a scrutiny attitude. Xia Xinyao is an elegant and peerless beauty. She has a kind of ladylike spirit in her every move. On the outside, there is no flaw.

Ning Zhongfeng was very satisfied with Xia Xinyao, and Wang Yaping looked at Xia Xinyao and did not hide her appreciation, but her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

Xia Xinyao didn't know what they meant, and didn't pay much attention to it. Her spiritual consciousness in the realm of Hetian was enough to cover a medium-sized city, and the battlefields of the hundred miles were all under the monitoring of her spiritual consciousness.

But as her spiritual sense spread, she found several unusual auras, but she didn't care too much.

In a corner of the Baili battlefield, a woman with excellent temperament and wearing a purple veil suddenly appeared. The veil covered her face and helped her face. Her beautiful eyes just looked at the boy walking forward step by step in the middle of the battlefield, a little sad.

Thunder and dark eyes in the center of the Baili battlefield suddenly looked at Ning Xiao, and the spiritual consciousness at the extreme of the Xuanguang Realm was mixed in its eyes, forming an inexplicable and powerful pressure.

But after putting on the ghost soldier mask of the Yinsi Wangting, Ning Xiao's spiritual consciousness was already approaching the Hetian Realm. How could he care about this spiritual attack?

"Thunder!" Ning Xiao's voice was extremely indifferent. He looked at Thunder in black with deep eyes and said lightly: "You should repent, do you know? Today I will ask you to settle all your grudges."

"Then show your strength, otherwise it would be just a joke." Lei Ming said lightly.

Ning Xiao snorted coldly and said, "Don't worry, my strength will surprise you."

"If you are as weak as you saw last time, then I only need one finger to pinch you to death." Lei Ming, a black-clad man, said lightly.

"What a joke! Lei Ming, you were domineering ten years ago and drove my family of three out of the house. Today, I'm here to collect the debt!"

Ning Xiao's feet fell heavily on the ground, and a hundred-meter crack spread to the thunder.

"It's useless to say more, fight!"

Thunder rose up from the ground, he gathered his palms, and waves of thunder suddenly flashed in the sky.

"Thunderhand!" Suddenly, endless thunder condensed in the void, and the rumbling sound was deafening.
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