God-level Stealing System

"Hehe, as expected of the proud daughter of the Ye family, the true biography of the Ice Sky Sect, she has a strong temper?"

The old man at the seventh level of Xuanyuan Realm sneered, his eyes scanned Ye Qingyan up and down unprincipledly, and a playful look flashed in his eyes.

In the past, he would never have dared to be so presumptuous to the Ye family's arrogant daughter and the true disciple of the Ice Sky Sect, but now it is different from the past, the Wan Mo Sect invaded the three counties on a large scale, giving him a chance to stand up.

As long as he makes great contributions in this battle, he will be able to obtain many benefits promised by the Wanmozong, and if the credit is great enough, he may even receive direct empowerment from the Supreme Elder of the Wanmozong, and become a warrior of the Heaven Seizing Realm!

At that time, what is the Ye family in the old age?

After Ye Qingyan slashed out with that sword, she couldn't restrain the injury in her body anymore, strands of blood flowed out from her mouth continuously, the bright red blood and snow-white face formed a stark contrast under the bright sunlight.

With the wind blowing, her hair and skirt were lifted, Ye Qingyan pointed at the old man in the seventh heaven, her thin figure swayed, and her posture of preferring death to regret made people feel pity.

"You scum, you don't deserve to live in this world!" Ye Qingyan said slowly.

The old man's face suddenly darkened: "Scum? Hehe, do you think that the top position of your Ye family is really bright?"

"Since ancient times, there has always been a winner, a prince, and a loser, Kou. If Wan Mozong wins, today's history will be rewritten. Thousands of years later, who will remember what is right and what is wrong?"

"You say we don't deserve to live? Then you go to die!"

Although Ye Qingyan is indeed a peerless beauty, in order to avoid having long nights and dreams, the old man of the Seventh Heavenly Layer was not going to talk nonsense with her, and a thirty-foot-long sharp sword fell from the sky.

Ye Qingyan, who was holding the sword, was as insignificant as an ant under the light of the saber. Her sea of ​​qi and true energy was already empty, and she really couldn't resist the full-strength blow of the seventh-level Heavenly Warrior of Xuanyuan Realm.

At the moment of life and death, she recalled all kinds of things, she was born as the proud daughter of heaven, the first person of her generation, which inevitably made her feel arrogant, and she looked at people and things in the world as if she was superior to others.

So she is very reserved, and strives to treat everyone equally, so that people can't find her faults, so that the world still thinks that she is a perfect woman.

Although she is indeed perfect, she is still a little arrogant.

Realm breakthroughs, skill changes, and great martial arts skills have given her too much confidence. She even regarded the invasion of the Wanmo Sect as a stage for her to enter the era. She can block and kill gods and Buddhas.

Among her peers, she is the king!

But, it turns out that being as perfect as me is also mortal?

Ding!

When Ye Qingyan was immersed in confusion, waiting for death to come, suddenly a sword came from afar, and the moment the sword tip met the knife tip, there was a clear sound like spring bells after rain.

"Who dares to be an enemy of my Myriad Demon Sect? Don't you want to live?!" The old man of the seventh heaven stared at the place where the flying sword shot, his face was extremely gloomy, but his heart was filled with fear. trembling slightly.

This is still a sword handed by the other party from a distance of more than ten miles!

"When will you crooked melons and split dates be able to represent the Wan Mo Sect?" The silent figure flashed, and in three or two steps, he crossed a distance of ten miles and landed beside Ye Qingyan. With a random move, Huang Pin's sword fell. into his hands.

"Mo Zongbu? Are you a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?"

The old man was shocked, and hastily led the other two Xuanyuan realm sixth-layer heavenly warriors to salute to Shen Mo, forced a smile on the old man's face, and said: "We are from the Qian family in Guangbei City. , I hope to forgive you.”

Although he could see that Mo Mo was only a fourth-level Heaven Warrior of the Xuanyuan Realm, but the Wanmo Sect is the master and he is a slave, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he would not dare to show off in front of the real Wanmo Sect disciples.

And the previous sword silence had already demonstrated his strength. The old man of the Qian family was very self-aware. He knew that if there was a real life-and-death battle, he, the seventh level of the Xuanyuan realm, might not be the opponent of the fourth level of silence.

"Mo Zing Bu?" Shen Mo looked strange, the reason why he didn't make a deadly move with the first sword was because he was waiting for the killing intent of the old man of the Qian family, but he didn't want to be mistaken by these warriors who had joined the Wan Mo sect.

Suddenly, a chill came from the lower left, but Ye Qingyan, who he had just rescued, also saw the silence's footwork, and stabbed obliquely with his sword, "Thief of the Wanmo Sect, die!"

"Bold!" The three elders of the Qian family were startled and furious, they didn't expect Ye Qingyan to dare to strike at her at this time.

Moment avoided Ye Qingyan's sword, knocked Ye Qingyan unconscious with one hand, and clenched the other hand into a fist, blasting away the saber lights of the three elders of the Qian family, and shouted coldly: "Bold, you want to kill me too!" Yet?"

The old man of the Qian family's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly explained: "Senior brother, calm down, I used the knife because I was afraid that Ye Qingyan would hurt you."

"Ye Qingyan is a true disciple of the Ice Sky Sect, and was born in the Ye family. He is also a genius on the fifty-fourth list of Qianlong. He has killed countless disciples of my Myriad Demon Sect. He has already been on the must-kill list of my Myriad Demon Sect. How many years will I wait?" It was hard for people to trap her here..."

While explaining, the old man of the Qian family was still taking the opportunity to ask for credit. After Shen Mo appeared, he knew that the credit had nothing to do with him, but he still wanted to show off his grievances, hoping that Mo Mo could share his share of the pie.

"You said, I don't know?"

Shen Mo casually glanced at the old man of the Qian family, and said with a sneer, "But Ye Qingyan, I've taken a fancy to her, and she will be mine from now on. Anyone who dares to touch her will die!"

The old man of the Qian family's heart sank, and felt that Shen Mo wanted to take the credit for himself, so he said that, even if Mo Mo really took a fancy to Ye Qingyan, he would just kill him after playing, and it is impossible to keep it.

He is very clear about the nature of these true disciples of the Wanmo Sect!

"Senior brother, we have been chasing and killing Ye Qingyan for so long, she has almost killed all the children of my Qian family..." The old man of the Qian family begged, living to his age, he would still be humble enough to beg a young man , I have to say it is a kind of sadness.

"Didn't you understand what I said? Or do you want to drag your Qian family to die together?" A cold light suddenly appeared in Mo Mo's eyes, and he stared coldly at the old man of the Qian family.

Under Shen Mo's sharp gaze, the old man of the Qian family only lasted for three breaths before his spine completely collapsed, and he lowered his head in dejection.

Silence seemed to be very satisfied with the performance of the old man of the Qian family, and said lightly: "I am not an unreasonable person. I have also seen your loyalty to the Wanmo Sect. From now on, just follow me..."

The old man of the Qian family was taken aback for a moment, but then he couldn't help being overjoyed. Although he joined the Wanmo sect, how arrogant are the disciples of the Wanmo sect? Never look them in the eye, let alone walk with them?

Although he lost a great contribution to beheading Ye Qingyan, but if he can get along with a promising true disciple of the Wanmo Sect, this deal will not be a loss!

He didn't seem to be joking about the silence, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly waved to the other two warriors, and followed the silence.

Shen Mo noticed that the three elders of the Qian family were following up, the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, but their eyes were extremely cold.

After the old man of the Qian family admitted his identity wrongly, a vague thread appeared in Mo Mo's heart.

After deep thought, that vein gradually surfaced.

Disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, be silent?

It's not impossible!