Yan Yue's voice was not low, almost everyone present heard it. Jun Lei immediately understood Yan Yue's intention. This girl was actually helping the young man named Dongfang Mo.

Jun Lei snorted coldly, no longer entangled with Yan Yue. Such a little girl, he really can't do anything.

Turning around, Jun Lei said loudly at Dongfang Mo who was holding a black stick on the stage, "My friend Dongfang Mo, you should know that if you want to forgive others, you should forgive others. This not only leaves some room for your opponent, but also leaves a way out for yourself."

Dongfang Mo raised his eyebrows. This was not the way to plead for mercy. It was actually using his own identity to suppress himself. What Dongfang Mo hated the most was such suppression. Therefore, Dongfang Mo raised his eyebrows: "Senior Jun, I want to ask you, if this person was not your son, would you still speak like this, or if the one who was defeated now is me, your son pointed at my dantian with this Xuan Soldier. Will you still show up? "

This answer made Jun Lei unable to say. Who doesn’t know the arrogance of their father and son? Even if Jun Lei makes a quibble, no one will believe it.

Many people nodded in this gap. The boy's mind is indeed not simple. He is easy to get along, but the result is not the same.

"Ahem" Jun Lei looked at people's expressions and couldn't calm down. "My body in the Demonic Way, so naturally I don't want anyone to be destroyed. Moreover, my son's Xuanbing has also been in your hands. Why do you have to take his life?" When he said this, Jun Lei was already angry. The color of his face had changed for a hundred years. He had been in the Demonic Way and had never dared to straighten his back and speak in front of him. Today, he was forced to say such words in front of this young man, which had touched his bottom line.

After hearing Elder Ling's words, people were extremely shocked. Everyone thought that Dongfang Mo should go down the steps.

Some people even think that Dongfang Mo is a real man, and they can't bear to see him forming such a hatred with Jun Lei, and actually sent a message to Dongfang Mo: "Brother Dongfang Mo, please stop when you see it. This Jun Lei is really hard to deal with. He even gave you Xuanbing. It can be seen that this old man cares about his son very much, so he put the gentleman's sword on his face."

Dongfang Mo naturally knew that these people were kind-hearted, but Dongfang Mo felt that even if a person like Junzi Jian was let go, he would not be able to be grateful to him at all. So he just did it to the end.

"Elder Ling, I'm very embarrassed. I have signed a life and death document with him. Now he is defeated, even his life is mine, let alone this Xuanbing soldier, so" Dongfang Mo paused a little while speaking.

However, after a moment of pause, Dongfang Mo actually directly activated the black stick in his hand, and a sharp spiritual energy directly sent into the body of the Junzi Sword.

Because he had just cut off his connection with Xuan Bing, he had no ability to resist. Suddenly, he screamed, and a blood-red color appeared in his dantian.

Everyone, including Yan Yue and Jun Lei, were stunned. Is this pace a little too fast? Especially Yan Yue, Dongfang Mo actually took Junzi Jian's life and destroyed his dantian while talking.

Just after everyone was stunned to see the spiritual sense condensed by the Junzi Sword on the ring flying away, Dongfang Mo said: "I leave this spiritual mysterious weapon, but I don't want to keep the life of the Junzi Sword." As the words fell, a restriction flew out of Dongfang Mo's palm, which immediately wrapped the body of the Junzi Sword. He did not give the Junzi Sword a chance to condense the spiritual sense, because he still wanted to leave this spiritual sense.

With a thought, the gentleman's sword was thrown into Lianmi Palace by Dongfang Mo.

"Ah" Jun Lei became furious after reacting. His son was killed in front of him. The pain of losing one's will made him release his pressure in a strong wind. Even the people watching the fun under the ring were affected, and they all lay on the ground. Dongfang Mo on the ring also took a few steps back. The spiritual energy in his body increased, which was only barely resisted the pressure of this Jun Lei.

Dongfang Mo looked at Yan Yue. He dared to do this because of the mother behind Yan Yue. She was definitely a master and should be able to suppress Jun Lei.

However, Yan Yue's little face turned red with anxiety and couldn't help

In an emergency, she had already sent a message to Xiao Xuefeng, the sect leader of the Demonic Taoist. However, Xiao Xuefeng's reply was that he could not leave it now, and Yan Yue did not dare to send a message to her mother. Fortunately, Xiao Xuefeng, the sect leader of the Demonic Taoist, promised her that she would send someone to rescue her.

Yan Yue didn't care about so much. She raised her body and rose into the air, trying to rush forward to block Dongfang Mo. However, at this critical moment, a spiritual energy rolled Yan Yue back, causing her to fall back to the ground. A gentle voice came from her ears: "Sister Yan Yue, don't worry, Brother Lu Jia, please ask Jun Lei to retreat."

Yan Yue turned around and immediately grabbed the person's hand: "Brother Lu Jia, go up quickly and help Dongfang Mo"

The person who was called Senior Brother Lu Jia nodded: "Don't worry, Sister Yan Yue, the sect leader has told me everything, so leave it to me." Lu Jia is very tall and has a brother-like care on her face, which makes Yan Yue feel very relieved.

Dongfang Mo was already very embarrassed by the pressure of the thunder. Suddenly, a yellow figure appeared in front of him. Although Dongfang Mo did not feel that the heavy pressure for him swept away suddenly, it also relieved a lot. At least he no longer retreated in such a embarrassment.

Looking up, he looked at the person who came, but didn't know him. The man just turned his back to Dongfang Mo, but said to Jun Lei: "Senior Jun Lei, please stop."

Dongfang Mo could see that this person's cultivation was not as good as this Jun Lei. This person was only one level higher than the Junzi Sword's cultivation level, and the fourth-level Xuanjun's cultivation level. He really didn't understand why this person said such a thing.

However, what surprised Dongfang Mo was that Jun Lei actually stopped in front of this young man.

"Damn, what's going on in this demonic path? Isn't it based on power? What's the rhythm?" Dongfang Mo couldn't stand it and said to himself.

"It seems a little strange." Yin Qi couldn't see through this.

"Wow, senior brother, senior brother Lu Jia" In an instant, the female disciples who were watching the fun below screamed instantly.

Dongfang Mo wants to block his ears. As for screaming like this

"Lu Jia, this person killed my beloved son, I." Even though Jun Lei was extremely angry, he still took back his pressure in front of this young man.

"Senior Jun Lei, don't forget that no matter what we do in the Demonic Dao, we must follow the rules. Since this Dongfang Mo brother signed a life and death document with Jun Zijian, then the behavior of the Dongfang Mo brother just now was not inappropriate. Instead, Elder Ling, you do this contrary to your identity." Every word of Lu Jia was justified, and it also made Dongfang Mo have a good impression of Lu Jia.

Jun Lei's face changed a lot of colors, and he pursed his lips tightly, as if he was struggling in thought, but suddenly, a trace of light flashed through his eyes. Although he was immediately covered by this Jun Lei, it still fell into Dongfang Mo's eyes.

Dongfang Mo didn't know what kind of tricks this Jun Lei was going to use, and he involuntarily raised his vigilance.

Jun Lei raised his hand and pointed: "Dongfang Mo, you killed my son, I will remember this matter firmly." In the future, Jun Lei did not continue to shout out like this, but soon, the voice transmission of Jun Lei sounded in Dongfang Mo's mind, "Dongfang Mo, as long as you get off this arena, I will definitely not let you go."

Dongfang Mo didn't care, and chose to kill the Junzi Sword. Dongfang Mo knew that Jun Lei would not give up. If he forced him too hard, he wouldn't mind sending this old thing to meet his son.

Therefore, Dongfang Mo didn't care about this sentence at all, and more attention was on Jun Lei.

However, Jun Lei turned his eyes to the young man named Lu Jia in front of him: "Lu Jia, since you have already appeared on stage, then you can fight this Dongfang Mo. I'm here to watch, are you the opponent of this kid?"

"Ah." People were all a little strange by Jun Lei's words, but soon, people turned around and looked at the ring. Yes, those who climbed on this ring had a purpose, and those who competed with this purpose were the ones.

At this moment, even Yan Yue couldn't stand it anymore and pointed at Jun Lei and said, "Jun Lei, don't you just want to make such a rude argument? My senior brother Lu Jia has never wanted to step on this arena. And just now, my senior brother wanted to help Dongfang Mo. I asked my senior brother to go up. How can this be counted?"

Jun Lei ignored Yan Yue at all and looked at Lu Jia on the ring coldly: "Lu Jia, you just said that no matter when, the magic should abide by the rules. Do you don't want to abide by this rule in a blink of an eye?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Lu Jia has come on stage." After Jun Lei's reminder, people realized that the current situation is really in line with the rules, that is, Senior Brother Lu Jia has come on stage to challenge Dongfang Mo.
Chapter completed!