Xiaotian's words were full of contempt.
The living environment of the human race is much better than that of the demon race. The competition among the demons is more serious, and they have to face a cruel environment almost since childhood. How could they be as stupid as He Ming?
He acts like he is the boss, second only to the earth, and I am the third.
He Ming was extremely angry: "Damn it, kill him for me!"
A group of servants immediately rushed towards Xiaotian, but after taking just two steps, a loud roar was heard.
"Let's see who dares!"
Li Moheng walked into the restaurant with a cold expression on his face. The True Immortal fluctuations in his body were released, and the oppressive feeling was extremely strong.
He Ming narrowed his eyes and veins bulged on his forehead. Was the He family's knife blunt or what?
How come all kinds of people dare to challenge him?
However, just as he was about to speak, he noticed the jade pendant on Li Moheng's waist.
Fenglei Pavilion!
Yellow jade pendant!
This is a direct disciple!
He Ming shuddered all over, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth were retracted.
Not to mention the direct disciples of Fenglei Pavilion, even ordinary disciples cannot be provoked by their He family. They are real behemoths. Direct disciples like Li Moheng basically have an elder above the level of Immortal King backing them up.
It seems that there is only one person in Wanlin City who has become a disciple of Fenglei Pavilion.
Li Moheng!
The disciple of the Seventh Elder!
The Seventh Elder of Fenglei Pavilion is a powerful being at the level of Immortal Lord!
hiss!
Many people recognized Li Moheng's identity and took a deep breath, while others were gloating.
"He Ming is so arrogant, but today he finally hits a wall."
"Li Moheng is a direct disciple of Fenglei Pavilion. Not to mention his humble He family, even the city lord has to show respect when he sees him."
"Of course. Li Moheng is rumored to have an extremely powerful immortal body. It's said that he will definitely become an Immortal King in the future, and there's a high probability that he'll become an Immortal Lord. How could the He family possibly provoke such a future great man?"
The He family is indeed a prominent family in Wanlin City, but that is only within Wanlin City.
Outside of Wanlin City, the He family is nothing.
Li Moheng looked at He Ming, his eyes filled with coldness: "You are so arrogant, I wonder which prince of the royal family you are?"
In terms of his status, he is indeed comparable to the prince of the Qingxuan Empire.
The strength of Fenglei Pavilion is above that of Qingxuan Empire, and he is the direct disciple of the elder. Disciples of this level are rare in the entire Fenglei Pavilion. The seventh elder has only accepted three disciples in total, and he is one of them. From this point, we can see the weight of Li Moheng.
He Ming's face suddenly turned ugly. He had been spoiled since he was a child. He originally wanted to endure it, but when these provocative words were spoken, he couldn't help it.
"Li Moheng, don't be so arrogant. This is the Qingxuan Empire, not the Fenglei Pavilion."
Um?
When they heard He Ming's words, the people watching the show were dumbfounded.
Oh my god.
Is this because you don't understand the current situation?
He is a direct disciple of Fenglei Pavilion, not some random person on the street. Is it worthy of you, a young master of the He family, to threaten him?
Li Moheng looked at He Ming as if he were a fool, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.
"Master, be careful!"
There was a guard beside He Ming who was a mid-stage True Immortal cultivator. He sensed something was wrong and immediately flashed in front of He Ming.
"Bang!"
A dull bang erupted, accompanied by arcs of lightning, and a charred figure appeared on the spot. The True Immortal cultivator blocked the fatal blow for He Ming.
In fact, he himself did not expect that Li Moheng's attack would be so terrifying. Although they were both in the middle stage of True Immortal, he could not even block a single move.
He Ming was also sent flying backwards by the aftermath. Blood was oozing out of his body and he was in so much pain that he almost fainted.
At this moment, he realized Li Moheng's strength and knew that he could never be his opponent.
Is this the strength of the genius of Fenglei Pavilion?
What frightened He Ming the most was Li Moheng's decisiveness. He did not dare to take action at all because of Li's back. If it were not for that guard, he would have been killed.
How dare he!
I am the direct descendant of the He family!
Li Moheng's eyes were full of indifference. His personality was somewhat similar to Su Chen's. He was approachable, but also ruthless to his enemies.
Although he is only a True Immortal cultivator, if he really bursts out all his strength, he can also fight against the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. It is very easy for him to cross the border and kill the enemy.
Li Moheng raised his hand and shot out a bolt of lightning, heading directly towards He Ming.
What a waste, dare you shout in front of him?
He knew that the He family was indeed a dominant force in Wanlin City, but it was only Wanlin City. In his eyes, the He family was just an extremely weak force.
Li Moheng also despises those who bully the weak the most. They rely on bullying the weak to gain that ridiculous sense of superiority. Such people are pure trash.
In Fenglei Pavilion, his brothers all took pride in challenging the strong and disdained to bully the weak.
He Ming's face was filled with fear, and he instinctively begged for mercy: "Please spare my life, I was wrong!"
But the lightning did not stop at all and continued to kill He Ming.
However, just when it was about to reach He Ming, the lightning suddenly dissipated, and a figure blocked He Ming's way. He looked at He Ming with an ugly expression, and then looked at Li Moheng.
"Mr. Li, isn't it a bit too much to kill someone from my He family like this?"
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