Marvel's Outlaws

Anyone who knows something about the Gao family almost knows what the Gao family believes in, but that is also an impossible thing. At least based on the current situation, it is simply impossible to do so.

Therefore, disciples of the Gao family seldom talk about the long-cherished wish of the Gao family, because it is just a wish that is difficult to realize.

"Grandpa, I have something to tell you. I concealed it before, and I hope you can forgive me."

Jun Wulei said solemnly, and at the same time gave Mo Wen a reassuring look. He was confident that the Gao family would not do anything to harm Mo Wen. No matter how bad the result is, it is simply not recognizing Mo Wen's identity and ignoring him.

"Say something quickly."

Gao Hanshan said calmly, but he also realized that what his grandson wanted to say should be very unusual, so his expression became much more serious than Dugu Nuba.

Mo Wen smiled bitterly. He did not expect to encounter such a situation. In fact, he did not want to reveal his identity now because his strength was not enough.

When he met the third supreme elder of Ming Palace before, he knew that his current ability was far from enough. No wonder the Palace Witch had solemnly told him not to reveal his identity easily even if his cultivation reached the golden elixir level.

Now it seems that it is more than just a golden elixir realm, I am afraid that it has not reached the realm of Wuzong, and there is no chance of that kind of thing.

He glanced around, looking for an environment where he could escape in time. Although Jun Wulei told him that he could rest assured, he naturally couldn't completely believe him. He is not the patriarch of the Gao family, so how can he know what the patriarch is thinking.

Jun Wulei took a deep breath and explained Mo Wen's identity concisely and concisely. In the process, he also included the Palace Witch. Back then, the Gong family and the Gao family were family friends. The two families had hundreds of years of friendship. Once Gong Biluo sided with Mo Wen. That was also a very important bargaining chip for Mo Wen.

"What, what did you say!"

Gao Hanshan couldn't believe his ears and waved his hand. He grabbed Jun Wulei's shoulders and lifted him up.

"Grandfather. He is indeed the next-generation successor of the leader of the Ming Cult. He has practiced the Nine-Yang Divine Art and has the Holy Fire Order."

Jun Wulei gave a bitter smile. He knew how much this news was a shock to the Gao family. Wasn't it the same when he knew Mo Wen's identity.

It can be said that a person is almost impossible to appear. It actually showed up. Because after hundreds of years, if the successors of Mingjiao were to appear, wouldn't they have appeared long ago?

These forces, who were inextricably linked to the Mingjiao in those days, always believed that the inheritance of the Mingjiao had been cut off long ago, and that the Nine-Yang Divine Art, which was famous all over the world, had become extinct.

"You little bastard, how dare you hide such an important thing? Why didn't I slap you to death?"

Gao Hanshan was furious, grabbed Jun Wulei's body, and smashed it down hard. There was a pop. Jun Wulei's entire figure was like a meteorite, smashing directly into the magma sea below.

"This little bastard really deserves a beating. I want to give him a good beating." One of the other three old men said fiercely as he rubbed his hands and looked at the magma sea below.

"This kid needs training. When I return to the Gao family, I will give him a good training." Another old man in a white robe said.

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But the next moment, the four old men's eyes suddenly looked at Mo Wen, and their movements were surprisingly consistent.

"What do you want to do?"

Mo Wen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, something was wrong with his eyes. He didn't know what the attitude of these old men would be.

"Have you practiced the Nine Yang Magic Art?" Jun Wulei's second grandfather stared at Mo and asked.

"Yeah." Mo Wen nodded. Now that things have happened, there is no need to hide it.

"Show it to me. What does the Nine Yang Divine Art look like?"

Another old man couldn't wait to say that the Nine Yang Divine Art was known as the number one magical art of the Ming Cult at that time. The status is still above Jiuyin Divine Art. Moreover, many of the martial arts taught in the Ming Dynasty at that time were almost closely related to the Nine Yang Divine Art. The genius baby and the miracle doctor mother.

Mo Wen silently stretched out a hand. The next moment, starting from his outstretched palm, a little golden light shone, and the entire palm turned into gold, as if it was made of pure gold.

It starts from the palm, extends all the way, and finally covers the whole body, even the eyes and eyebrows become pure gold.

Mo Wen stood there like a golden Arhat, his body exuding a shimmering golden light, and a wave of heat came out of his body, actually suppressing the heat of the magma sea.

"The indestructible body of the Vajra is indeed the legendary Nine Yang Magic."

Gao Hanshan's eyes were bright and he stared at Mo Wen. Even as a martial arts master, his breathing was a little rapid at this time. Such emotional changes rarely appeared in strong men like Wu Zong.

"Boy, you actually practiced the Nine-Yang Divine Art. How did you obtain the Nine-Yang Divine Art?"

"Hurry up and show me the Nine-Yang Magic Skill. The Nine-Yang Magic Skill was known as the number one internal skill at that time and was famous both inside and outside the world."

The two old men from the Gao family couldn't wait to gather around Mo Wen, one on the left and the other on the right.

"It was by chance that I obtained the inheritance of the Ming Cult. As for the Nine Sun Magic Technique, I'm sorry I can't give it to you. This technique can only be practiced by the leader of the Ming Cult."

Mo Wen took a step back slightly and distanced himself from the two old men, looking very calm.

"Is it just a coincidence that I got the Mingjiao inheritance? Do you know the name of the last leader of the Mingjiao?" Gao Hanshan asked.

"Chang Qingfeng." Mo Wen said calmly.

"What last wish did he leave behind?"

"There is only one last wish, to re-establish Mingjiao and continue the inheritance of Mingjiao." Mo Wen smiled. He originally thought that this last wish was not difficult, but now it seems that it is really not that difficult.

Gao Hanshan nodded when he heard this and said, "Do you think you can do it?"

"I don't know if I can do it, but I will work hard for it." Mo Wen said calmly. As long as he has the ability, he will naturally not forget Chang Qingfeng's entrustment.

"What if I say that this last wish is very dangerous and may cost you your life?" Gao Hanshan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I won't do anything that I can't do now. I'll do it when I have the ability in the future. As for paying the price, since I agreed to something in the first place, I have never meant to go back on it." Mo Wen said calmly.

"What if you never had that ability?" Gao Hanshan's eyes flashed.

"I have that ability, no matter who stands in front of me." Facing Gao Hanshan's continuous questioning, Mo Wen was always calm and calm. Perhaps for others, this is an almost impossible task, but he never Think so.

"You have a bit of courage and spirit, but I would like to see what you are capable of."

Gao Hanshan sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a terrifying aura burst out from his body. The aura swept past, making the two old men of the Gao family who were standing next to Mo Wen couldn't help but take a step back and actively avoid them. Edge.

However, Mo Wen did not retreat, still standing there, his clothes fluttering and the clouds were light and the wind was gentle.

His soul power was originally not lower than that of Wu Zong, and even a little higher than Wu Ni Qiankun's latest chapter in terms of level.

Wu Zong's aura may put some physical pressure on him, but the mental pressure is minimal to almost non-existent.

With his physical strength and character, it is naturally impossible for him to be scared off by the pressure of a martial arts sect.

"It's a bit arrogant. If you don't retreat, it only shows that you are ambitious, but it doesn't mean you are capable."

Gao Hanshan slowly stretched out a hand. As soon as he slapped it, a terrible strong wind blew by. Mo Wen's body suddenly gathered a huge palm. The palm was made of invisible Gang Qi, but it could be clearly seen. of seeing.

In terms of cultivation, Gaohan Mountain is even more terrifying than cloth clothes. For Mo Wen, it can be said that it is the only martial arts master with this kind of cultivation that he has ever seen in his life. Needless to say, the pressure caused by him is natural.

However, Mo Wen has never been afraid of pressure. A person who has experienced life and death several times can deal with it calmly in any situation, even if he encounters Bu Xingyi who wants to kill him.

The power of a powerful martial artist's palm was naturally astonishing, but it was still unable to threaten Mo Wen.

He didn't even use the spiritual weapon. Instead, he took a step forward. A golden light rose from his body, making his already golden and indestructible body even brighter.

boom!

A thunder suddenly sounded from Mo Wen's body. The sound of thunder spread far away and could be heard even ten miles away.

A terrifying aura suddenly emerged from Mo Wen, and crazy power was unleashed from his body, like violent thunder.

The palm shot was exactly the same as Gao Hanshan, but the power of Mo Wen's palm pressed down like a mountain.

Gao Hanshan's Gangqi palm was actually quite high. When faced with Mo Wen's palm, it collapsed and disappeared on the spot.

"What a powerful attack."

A few old men from the Gao family standing on the side looked at Mo Wen in surprise. With their eyesight, they could naturally see that the power of Mo Wen's palm just now was not much worse than them. It has reached the peak of the golden elixir.

To them, such attack power is nothing, but Mo Wen is just a young man, and his cultivation seems to be only in the middle stage of the Golden Core. At most, it is a little stronger than the ordinary middle stage of the Golden Core, and definitely not as good as the late stage of the Golden Core. How is it possible? Exhibiting such amazing power.

"What a powerful martial arts. It's interesting. Is this also inherited from the Mingjiao?"

Gao Hanshan was also a little surprised in his eyes. He had never seen any martial arts that could increase a warrior's attack power to this extent. I'm afraid even the best martial arts could not do it.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Mo Wen's attack just now had passed some kind of martial arts increase. Although the power of that palm consumed almost a quarter of the young man's internal energy, it was too terrifying to be able to cross several levels of martial arts in this way.

"Grandpa, don't hurt Mo Wen...!"

As soon as Jun Wulei emerged from the magma sea, he saw his grandfather attacking Mo Wen, and his face turned pale with fear. If the Gao family took action against Mo Wen, how could he explain it to Gong Biluo? Even he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"It's none of your business here."

Poor Jun Wulei had just emerged from the magma sea when he was slapped back by Gaohanshan and fell into the magma sea again and disappeared without a trace.