920: C920 The furious Mo Ming

C920 The furious Mo Ming

"It's you, brat!" Seeing that the one holding onto the storage bag was Long Bufan, Mo Ming's face immediately turned green, and became extremely ugly!1

Mo Ming's eyes were filled with dark fury as he suddenly shouted coldly, "Long Bufan, return the storage bag to me now and cut off one of your arms.

"Wishful thinking!"

Long Bufan sneered. This time, he had taken the risk to snatch this thing, and he definitely would not spit it out just because of this threat. As he said that, he flapped his dragon wings and flew into the sky. As he looked back at the Thunder Winged Beast chasing after him from behind, he did not believe that Mo Ming of Nine Hell Demon Sect would lose his life for wealth!

Stealing from the storage bag was just an appetizer. If Mo Ming really wanted to chase after him and take back the storage bag, Long Bufan would let him know what it meant by borrowing a beast to kill.

Seeing that Long Bufan actually dared to disobey him, Mo Ming's eyes became gloomy, and dense killing intent surged out. The scene in front of him made him feel like he had been ruthlessly stepped on.

Long Bufan's sudden appearance also caused the people of North African Sect to be slightly surprised, but no one paid much attention to him, because they were currently unable to protect themselves, so they did not have the mind to find trouble with Long Bufan. All of them seemed to turn a blind eye, and ran frantically towards the area outside of the ruins.

"Brother Mo, that beast has already caught up. If you don't run now, you won't have a chance!" The bald man with the fierce beast face tattooed on his head hastily urged.

This time, in their search for treasures in the Thundercrash Mountain, only Mo Ming had obtained a Lightning Symbol Fruit, which made him a little jealous. Although they, the North African Sect's people, had as their leader, but they were not completely loyal to him.

However, at this time, when they saw that Mo Ming's storage bag was stolen, North African Sect and the rest felt a bit more balanced.

One figure after another ran past him. Mo Ming's face was extremely gloomy, he clenched his fists tightly, and watched as the Thunder Winged Beast got closer and closer, and the bastard that robbed him of his storage bag had the ability to fly.

With the current situation, it would be extremely difficult to snatch the storage bag back. If one was not careful, it was likely that they would be eaten alive by the Thunder Winged Beast.

"Long Bufan, you better pray that you can survive. If you leave this ruin, I will make you experience the feeling of living a life worse than death. This Hundred Sects Battlefield will be the place where you die!"

Mo Ming stared at the Long Bufan in shock and bellowed. If looks could kill, Long Bufan would have died tens of thousands of times.

Immediately after, Mo Ming took a deep breath, suppressed the rage and killing intent in his heart that was on the verge of exploding. Without further ado, he turned around, and with an extremely dissatisfied look in his eyes, he rushed out of the ruins.

"I've finally gotten along with that guy." Looking at Mo Ming's resentful back, Long Bufan flapped his wings and floated in the air. A smile slowly surfaced on his face.

If it was the past, he would still be troubled when facing Mo Ming who had a sixth stage Spirit Sea, but after the birth of his ancient array of yin and yang and his Dark Flame Primordial Spirit, fighting against Mo Ming was no longer something that was out of his reach.

"Hou ?!"

However, just as the smile blossomed on Long Bufan's face, under the roar, the smile instantly froze, and then, without any hesitation, he quickly circulated the spatial energy in his body to condense a teleportation Spatial Runes.

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