Futian Sword Fanatics

Facing Daoist Zhou Tian's attack, Mo Lin could only dodge.    

"Swish ?"    

Just as Daoist Zhou Tian's buddhist attacks were closing in on Mo Lin, Mo Lin's figure flashed, using the Three Inch Teleportation Technique, he immediately dodged.    

"Hmm? This brat's move is ? Three Inch Teleportation? "    

Seeing Mo Lin's Three Inch Teleportation Technique, the Heavenly Dao Lord's gaze immediately darkened.    

You have to understand that the Three Inch Teleportation is a secret skill that the God Emperor doesn't pass on. In the entire God Realm, there are very few people who know the Three Inch Teleportation Technique.    

And now that Mo Lin knew the Three Inch Teleportation Technique, could it be that Mo Lin had some sort of relationship with the God Emperor?    

Thinking of this, Daoist Zhou Tian's gaze flickered with uncertainty.    

Thinking about that, Daoist Zhou Tian looked at Mo Lin's expression with fear.    

"Impossible, this person definitely isn't a God Emperor. If he is a God Emperor, then when Zhou Kai offended him earlier, he would have already taken care of Zhou Kai. But he didn't, and instead settled the matter through the martial competition. This means that he isn't a God Emperor!"    

Upon thinking of this, Daoist Zhou Tian retracted his fearful gaze.    

"Little red guy, do you only know how to dodge? Let me tell you, your Three Inch Teleportation is still not good enough. Let's see how you will dodge this! "    

"Buddha dust filled the sky!"    

At this moment, Daoist Zhou Tian once again activated his energy and waved his buddhist dharma power.    

whoosh whoosh whoosh ? *    

In the blink of an eye, a dragnet descended from the sky.    

whoosh whoosh whoosh ? *    

With three sounds, the Sky Net immediately covered Mo Lin.    

And when Mo Lin looked up, he could see Daoist Zhou Tian's buddhist power everywhere.    

And these forces formed a net that swept through the surroundings. There was simply no escape, no escape!    

Mo Lin felt that he would really die here!    

At this moment, looking at the attacks of the inescapable net, Mo Lin's forehead was covered in beads of sweat!    

"Hahaha, little red boy, this old man will send you on your way!"    

At this moment, Daoist Zhou threw the Buddhist dust in his hand once again, and an intense wave of attacks swept over.    

But when Mo Lin looked at it, he felt as if there were a hundred thousand mountains trying to crush him into powder.    

And it was because of this that Mo Lin's entire face was ashen.    

He thought to himself, I just arrived at the God Realm and died before I could show my worth!    

Isn't this a little too depressing?    

Thinking of this, Mo Lin felt a little helpless.    

He thought that if he had the chance to escape, he must find a place to cultivate.    

When his cultivation reached a certain level, he would come out to roam the martial arts world.    

One had to know that the rivers and lakes were dangerous. Many times, many unexpected people would come and find fault with them.    

If you don't have enough strength, you'll be forced to act passively.    

Mo Lin thought very clearly, he had already planned his future path.    

But unfortunately, Mo Lin was going to die here, so he didn't have the chance to continue cultivating.    

What a pity!    

At the moment, Mo Lin's mouth revealed a bitter smile!    

It could be said that when facing Daoist Zhou Tian's powerful attack, Mo Lin had no way of fighting with him.    

But just when Mo Lin thought that he was going to die, a golden light flashed across the sky.    

"Clang!"    

Then there was the sound of iron.    

"Zhou Tian, old man, you have guts to actually dare to bully my grandson's son-in-law!"    

As the metallic sound faded, a ruddy old man descended from the sky.    

"Drinker grandpa ?"    

At this moment, Pluto looked at the ruddy haired old man and shouted excitedly.    

Naturally, this old man was Pluto's grandfather.    

It had to be known, Pluto had nine grandfathers, one real grandpa, and eight real grandfathers.    

As for this ruddy old man, he was one of the eight great grandfathers. His name was the Wine Disciple.    

This drunkard was good in every way. He was a good person and had a good appearance, but he just liked to drink.    

Furthermore, every time he drank, he would drink a lot!    

Other than being greedy for a glass of wine, the alcohol addict was truly an old man.    

Of course, the most important point was that this wine slave loved Pluto very much.    

That kind of love was from the bottom of his heart.    

He remembered that when he was young, Pluto was bullied by the members of the Mo family, and he almost fell off the cliff to die.    

At that time, the drunkard was full of vigor. When he heard the news, he immediately flew into a rage and rushed towards the Zimo family. In front of all the higher-ups of the family, he completely annihilated all of the people involved, not leaving a single one alive!    

At that time, the drunkard had killed a total of twelve core members of the Ji Mo Clan!    

It could be said that this drinker's love for Pluto was indescribable.    

"Drinker grandpa, this old fellow bullied me and even injured my little big brother Mo Lin. You have to help me stand out!"    

At this moment, Pluto grabbed Drinker's arm and said coquettishly.    

One had to know, Underworld King's coquettish behavior was the most unbearable thing for alcohol addicts.    

Once Pluto started acting coquettishly, the alcohol addict agreed to anything.    

"Good, good, good. Don't worry, this Old Man Zhou Tian is getting bolder and bolder. His cultivation level hasn't risen in the past few years, but his courage has increased by quite a bit. Today, I'll teach him a lesson!"    

He looked at Pluto and spoke directly.    

"Son-in-law, step aside. I'll deal with this old fogey Daoist Zhou Tian!"    

Looking at Mo Lin, the drunkard said directly.    

"Drinker, it's better if you don't interfere in my and your descendants' matters. Our Zhou family has always been on good terms with your Ming family. I don't want our relationship to break down just because of your and mine!"    

Daoist Zhou Tian said with a solemn gaze as he looked at the alcohol addict.    

Naturally, Dao Lord Zhou was afraid of the drunkard, so he said these words.    

You know. The alcohol addict's cultivation base was at the seventh level of the Divine Feathers Realm, two whole levels higher than the Heavenly Dao Lord.    

A difference of one level was equivalent to a large mountain.    

The difference of two levels was like the difference between two mountains.    

It could be said that there was a huge gap between Daoist Zhou Tian and his wine servant.    

Because of this, Daoist Zhou Tian looked at the wine servant and immediately said that the Zhou family and the Ming family had always been on good terms. He hoped that the wine servant would not destroy this relationship.    

To put it bluntly, Dao Lord Zhou Tian was just terrified.    

"Pah! Old dog Zhou Tian, what nonsense are you saying? You've already bullied my granddaughter and grandson-in-law, and the Zhou family has always had a good relationship with the Ming family. Do you still want me to not mess with you? Did your head get kicked by a donkey?"    

Upon hearing Daoist Zhou Tian's words, the underworld wine man spat out a mouthful of saliva as he spoke with an extremely disdainful expression.    

It could be said that under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Wine Master did not give the Daoist Zhou even the slightest bit of face.    

But then again, he earned his face.    

If Daoist Zhou Tian did not leave a path for him to retreat, then why would the alcohol addict leave him any face?    

"Drinker, do you mean to say that you are going against me today?"    

Daoist Zhou's gaze darkened as he grimaced in pain.    

Zhou Tian, I don't like hearing you say that. It was clearly you who touched my precious grandson's son-in-law, so why do you make it sound like our Ming family is bullying you? Old dog Zhou Tian, I advise you not to invert black and white!    

Looking at Daoist Zhou Tian, the drunkard did not spare him as he coldly harrumphed.