Chapter 472

Four Divine Roaming powerhouses were enough to turn this Wushuang City upside down.

Even Granny Mingyue's expression became gloomy.

"Kid, at most I can hold off one!"

"But there are still three left; this is a matter for my Wushuang City, it shouldn't drag you down!"

"Find a chance and leave!"

Granny Mingyue's conscience had awakened.

The facade had already been torn off; all she could do was let Xiao Mochen take Mingyue away from Wushuang City.

Xiao Mochen was very strong and could crush the Divine Roaming Mysterious Realm.

But how could he handle four Divine Roaming masters?

"Granny is joking!"

"They are just mere Divine Roaming masters; this young master can wipe them out with one slap!"

Xiao Mochen was calm and composed.

He really did not take these Divine Roaming Mysterious Realm masters seriously.

As long as he was willing, he could stand here and let people hit him for sixteen hours and still be perfectly fine.

But as his words fell, the Scripture King could not help but burst into laughter.

It was as if he had heard a huge joke.

After laughing.

The Scripture King's eyes turned cold, and he said: "The brat is quite arrogant!"

"This old man has roamed the martial world for many years and has seen many arrogant and overbearing people!"

"It's a pity that in the end, they all became my skins!"

"Your appearance is quite good!"

"Let this old man take your skin and teach you how to be a person!"

After speaking, the Scripture King clapped his palms together.

Instantly, a swastika symbol was seen heading directly toward Xiao Mochen.

However, Xiao Mochen just pointed a finger.

The terrifying finger force pierced through the swastika, and the remaining force headed directly toward the Scripture King.

However, the Scripture King's strength was also extraordinary; seeing the finger force sweeping over, he flashed and dodged it.

Boom!

Where the fingertip passed, the wall was directly pierced through.

"What an arrogant brat!"

"In this world, there aren't many people left who can take a move from me!"

"However, the stronger you are, the more excited I get!"

"He is mine, you are not allowed to interfere!"

The Scripture King laughed loudly.

His life degree allowed him to possess others and be reborn.

Could there be a more suitable target for possession than Xiao Mochen?

Without any hesitation, the Scripture King activated all his true qi; he wanted to take down Xiao Mochen in one fell swoop.

For a time, a terrifying momentum was seen surging on his body.

A scroll of scriptures flew out from the basket on his back.

Black characters appeared on these scriptures, each exuding the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Reciting the Buddhist scriptures backward, no scripture, no Dao.

"Brat, you're dead!"

"The Scripture King's 'No Scripture, No Dao' has already been cultivated to the twelfth layer!"

"Under heaven, it is hard to find an opponent!"

"You are no match for this move of his!"

The Face-Mask Envoy laughed loudly, his words full of mockery.

It seemed that only in this way could he vent some of his hatred.

He had acted like a grandson enough in front of Xiao Mochen before.

"Ding, detected the Face-Mask Envoy bragging, meeting the conditions for materialization, materializing for the host!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the 'No Scripture, No Dao' Bragging Version!"

Instantly, a warm current surged into his body.

Xiao Mochen discovered that he had already perfected the 'No Scripture, No Dao' Bragging Version.

The power of this martial art was ten times that of the original version.

"What a coincidence, this young master also knows 'No Scripture, No Dao'!"

"This move of yours is no good!"

Xiao Mochen said leisurely.

As soon as these words came out, the Scripture King was furious.

This was his signature move; how dare Xiao Mochen say it was no good?

"Brat, stop being arrogant!"

"If you know it, then use it and let me see!"

The Scripture King finally attacked again.

Dense black scriptures were seen sweeping toward Xiao Mochen like snakes.

However, Xiao Mochen just took a step forward.

Then he pointed his hand directly at the black scriptures.

"Ignorant of life and death, each of my characters has the power of ten thousand tons of gunpowder!"

"Any single character is enough to destroy heaven and earth!"

"And you're blocking it with your hand?"

"I think you're tired of living!"

The Scripture King could not help but scold angrily.

This was the body he had set his sights on; if it were damaged, that would be troublesome.

For this reason, the Scripture King was somewhat angry at Xiao Mochen for not being up to the task.

However, the moment Xiao Mochen's finger touched the scriptures.

An eerie scene occurred!

These scriptures did not explode, but instead reversed direction and headed toward the Scripture King.

Moreover, the originally black characters turned red.

"The thirteenth layer of 'No Scripture, No Dao'!"

"Do you really know it?"

The Scripture King's expression changed drastically.

His signature move had been instantly reversed.

These red scriptures were clearly a manifestation of the third layer of 'No Scripture, No Dao'.

No, this was even more terrifying than the thirteenth layer of 'No Scripture, No Dao'.

He had thought Xiao Mochen was bragging, but this guy was actually the real deal?

However, it was already too late to dodge!

Bang!

The characters instantly swallowed the Scripture King.

When the characters dispersed, where was the Scripture King's figure?

"Where is he?"

The Face-Mask Envoy was startled.

"He's everywhere; he has already turned into powder!"

Xiao Mochen said leisurely.