Mo Xiaohui is just an ancient martial artist with a perfect internal strength, while Ye Luo is an ancient martial artist with a master's realm. The strengths of the two of them are very different. Unless Ye Luo wants him to feel the aura of the ancient martial artist on his body, Mo Xiaohui would not feel the aura of the ancient martial artist on Ye Luo's body.

Shi Su replied: "Senior Mo is indeed an ancient martial artist. Last time we hired an ancient martial artist of the perfect realm of Mingjin and fell into this boy's hands, so you must be careful when you take action."

After hearing Shi Su's words, Mo Xiaohui said disdainfully: "Hmph, just an ancient martial artist at the perfect realm of Mingjin is just a big fuck in my eyes. So what if this kid can kill an ancient martial artist at the perfect realm of Mingjin? He has only one way to die when he meets me!"

After hearing Mo Xiaohui's words, Xu Fanyi said excitedly: "Senior Mo is the best, so as not to have too many dreams. I want to ask Senior Mo to do the quicker the better."

Mo Xiaohui said lightly: "I mean nothing, but I'm right in front of me, I want me to take three million!"

"No problem, three million is three million!" Xu Fanyi agreed without hesitation.

Then he transferred three million directly to Mo Xiaohui's account through mobile banking, and then he said, "I have transferred three million to you by Senior Mo. I wonder when Senior Mo can take action?"

Mo Xiaohui replied: "You will definitely receive news of this kid's death within three days!"

After hearing Mo Xiaohui's decisive words, Xu Fanyi, Leng Guanlin and Shi Su couldn't help but smile brightly on their faces.

This time, the ancient martial artists who made the move at the level of perfect internal strength. They didn't believe that Ye Luo could avoid this time. In their opinion, Ye Luo would definitely die this time!

After Ye Luo and Han Yutong had lunch, they took Han Yutong back to the Washington Hotel.

After sending Han Yutong to the office, Ye Luo did not go back, but continued to stay in the Washington Hotel.

After seeing Xu Fanyi and Leng Guanlin, Ye Luo thought of the ancient martial artist he met in the elevator before.

Intuition told him that Xu Fanyi, Leng Guanlin, Shi Su and the other three, and the ancient martial artist in the elevator, appeared at the Washington Hotel at the same time. He felt that there must be some connection.

In addition, if Xu Fanyi believes that he will die in the next few days, it is like he hired someone to kill him. This makes him suspect that the ancient martial artist he just met in the elevator was Xu Fanyi who invited him to kill him.

After walking around the first floor lobby of the Washington Hotel, Ye Luo then drove to the parking lot on the first floor.

After reaching the parking lot on the first floor of the negation, Ye Luo smelled a slight danger.

"It seems that I'm not wrong. Xu Fanyi and Leng Guanlin have really found someone to deal with me."

At this moment, a figure slowly appeared not far away. Although the underground parking lot on the first floor was very dark, Ye Luo could still see it very clearly. The other party was the ancient martial artist he saw in the elevator before.

"There will be no mistake. This person must be the one invited by Xu Fanyi and the others!" Ye Luo thought to himself.

Licking his lips, Ye Luo looked at Mo Xiaohui and said word by word: "Are you here to find me?"

Mo Xiaohui replied lightly: "I don't believe that they said you were an ancient martial artist before. Now it seems that you are indeed an ancient martial artist."

"But it doesn't matter. Whether you are an ancient martial artist or not, you will die here today." He continued with confidence.

With a faint smile, Ye Luo replied: "Let's take action, I want to see how strong your strength is, and dare to be so arrogant in front of me!"

Mo Xiaohui was directly angry by Ye Luo's words, and he saw that his feet were running towards Ye Luo as if the wind was rising.

Seeing Mo Xiaohui rushing towards him, Ye Luo stood there with a smile on his face and did not take him seriously.

Seeing Ye Luo standing still as steady as Mount Tai, Mo Xiaohui suddenly became angry. He really didn't expect Ye Luo to be so arrogant.

At the same time, he took action and said angrily: "Boy, be arrogant now. You will definitely kneel down and beg for mercy later!"

"Bang bang bang!"

At this time, Mo Xiaohui had already arrived in front of Ye Luo, and the two sides immediately started fighting fiercely.

As an ancient martial artist with the perfect internal strength, Mo Xiaohui is indeed much stronger in combat than an ordinary ancient martial artist. Although he saw that Ye Luo was also an ancient martial artist, he was very confident in himself.

However, what he never expected was that Ye Luo's combat power was much stronger than he thought. After a brief battle of more than ten moves, he did not get any advantage, which made him feel incredible.

At this time, Ye Luo said disdainfully: "Just an ancient martial artist with a perfect internal strength, I thought you were so strong!"

Hearing Ye Luo's arrogant words, Mo Xiaohui felt very angry. As a member of the Tianlong Society, he had seen many ancient warriors. Apart from the powerful, the ancient warriors in the internal strength, he had never been afraid of anyone.

In his opinion, Ye Luo, who was in his twenties, was at most an ancient warrior at the early stage of internal strength. However, judging from Ye Luo's current combat strength, his ancient warrior realm was at least an ancient warrior at the complete level of internal strength. As for turning into an ancient warrior, he didn't want to believe it at all.

Mo Xiaohui said angrily: "You are not an ancient martial artist with a perfect internal energy level that you can insult!"

There was a "bang!" sound.

When Mo Xiaohui just finished saying this, Ye Luo punched Mo Xiaohui in the chest, and he flew backwards. When he was in the air, he squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

Seeing Mo Xiaohui on the ground, Ye Luo said with disdain, "Do you have anything else to say now?"

Mo Xiaohui looked at Ye Luo in shock and said, "Impossible. I am an ancient martial artist in the perfect inner realm. How could I lose to you? Are you an ancient martial artist in the early realm? How old are you? This is absolutely impossible!"

With a faint smile, Ye Luo replied casually: "There is nothing impossible. Tell me, did Xu Fanyi and the others ask you to kill me?"

Mo Xiaohui didn't care about Ye Luo's words at all, but replied disdainfully: "You will never betray the employer in our business!"

As he said that, he stood up with difficulty and prepared to leave. Since he was not Ye Luo's opponent, it would be useless to stay here.

Seeing that Mo Xiaohui was about to leave, Ye Luo couldn't help but show a disdainful expression on his face, and he said coldly: "Have I asked you to leave?"
Chapter completed!