On the wide square, a deafening drum sounded, which also heralded the official start of this imperial martial arts.

Ling Zetian brought Yun Fan and the others to their positions, looking at the black crowd around them, Yun Fan couldn't help but feel a little tired of vision.

"Please be quiet for a moment, everyone present. A majestic and deep voice sounded directly in front of Yun Fan and the others.

The voice with the fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly resounded in this huge underground square, and everyone present could clearly hear this voice, which showed how strong this person's strength was.

"Who is he?" Yun Fan looked at the tall figure standing in front of him with some curiosity.

"He is unharmed, the number one general of our Great Cloud Dynasty, his strength is unfathomable, even Feng Shuhe is in awe of him. Ling Yu whispered to Yun Fan, looking at the figure with a slight look of worship in his eyes.

"Are you an idol?" Yun Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"When King Mo will be stationed at the border pass, the three kings of the enemy country will surprise attack, and the soldiers of our dynasty will suffer heavy casualties, thanks to King Mo, who will not retreat, and they fought fiercely for three days and three nights, although they were seriously injured, but in the end they were seriously injured two people, killed one person, and forced back their sneak attack. Ling Yu's eyes were full of small stars, and his expression was a little excited, "Such a strong man, as an idol, why not, I think it's an honor.!"

When Yun Fan heard this, he couldn't help but nodded movingly, in order to become the primary condition of the king's general, he must reach the Spirit Venerable Realm in order to cultivate!

In other words, Mo Wusheng's battle was fighting against three strong people in the Spirit Venerable Realm, and in such a situation, there were still two people who were seriously injured and killed such a proud record, which can really be said to be. Perverted.

If the sword is unharmed, it will die.

Under the sound wave of Mo Wuwu's injury, the sound in the square, which was originally a little boiling, immediately became quieter, and then gradually quieted down.

The majesty of the first king of the dynasty is not to be offended, of course, the biggest reason is their respect and admiration for Mo Wuxian.

"Your Majesty, our Emperor, please. Mo Wuxian looked at the quiet square around him, and then knelt on one knee, his right hand on his chest, and Ling Yu and the others and the people around the square also knelt on one knee.

As Mo Wuxian's voice fell, a golden light suddenly sprinkled from the sky above his head, and immediately, several figures gradually appeared from the golden light.

Yun Fan raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked up, the first person, wearing a golden imperial robe, had a peaceful expression, and he didn't look angry at all, but from the faint glow of his eyes, it could be seen that he was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

This person is the emperor of the Great Cloud Dynasty, Meng Zongyan.

Behind Meng Zongyan stood two young men, also wearing golden robes, who looked a little similar to the emperor, the eldest prince Meng Daoming and the second prince Meng Daoyi.

As the golden light dissipated, three figures also appeared beside Mo Wuxian.

"Get up, unharmed. Meng Zongyan smiled at Mo Wuxian.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Mo replied respectfully, and then stood up.

"Get up. The Emperor turned his head and smiled at Ling Yu and the people in the square.

"The triennial Imperial Martial Arts, I think everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time, so I won't talk too much nonsense, and now I will announce that this year's Imperial Dynasty Martial Arts has officially begun!"

As soon as the words fell, a heavy horn sounded all around, Mo Wuxian looked at Meng Zongyan, and after seeing the latter nod, he bowed, and then turned to face the wide battle platform.

"All the participants gathered on the platform. After looking around, he spoke.

Yun Fan, Mo Yue, and Ling Zetian stood up, and all the people who participated in the Imperial Martial Arts also stood up.

"Give me some effort, if you can't enter the Emperor's Mausoleum, come back and see how I clean you up!" Ling Yu looked at Yun Fan and Ling Zetian with a fierce expression.

"Don't worry, I'm still very interested in the Emperor's Mausoleum, so I'm going to go in and see it anyway. Yun Fan said with a smile.

"The first time you can go in, the second time you can go in. Ling Zetian's angular face did not have the slightest expression.

There is a rule in the Imperial Dynasty that those who have reached the age of twenty-five or older will not have the opportunity to participate again.

"You two must win it back with my share!" Ling Yu punched both of them in the chest.

"And me, Sister Lingyu, why did you forget me?!" Mo Yue pouted a little depressedly.

"Haha, I almost forgot about you little guy, so I'll add you one more. Ling Yu smiled and twisted her cute little nose, causing the latter to frown.

When passing by Mo Wuxian's side, Yun Fan deliberately turned his face and looked at him carefully.

Mo Wuxian's skin is very good, and he looks quite handsome, wearing a white robe, with his hands behind his back, he looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties, but the gray hair still says something.

Yun Fan couldn't help but sigh, this shape is simply a young woman killer, you know, Mo Wuxian's real age is nearly sixty years old.

There were people rushing towards the battle platform, and after a while, there was more black pressure on the incomparably wide battle platform.

When no one came to the stage again, Mo Wuxian laughed softly: "As always, the referee of this Imperial Dynasty Martial Arts is still me, to be honest, this referee has been a little annoying for a long time, so, young people, work hard, I am still waiting for you to replace me, you don't want me to have to toss like this with old arms and legs, right?"

This remark immediately made everyone on the field laugh.

"There are talented people in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years, we are all old, and the Dayun Dynasty needs fresh blood. Mo Wuxian said loudly, "The Imperial Tomb has existed for a long time, because of the prohibition of space, it can only be opened once every three years and lasts for a month, but there are very few people who can get the inheritance every time they enter. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that our old guys were old, we would really want to go in and have a look. Mo Wuxian shook his head and said, "The current world is the world of you young people, so don't let us down, this dynasty still needs you to protect it." ”

"Tell me, do you have faith?!"

"Yes!" On the battle platform, the crowd was excited.

"Didn't you eat in the morning?!Where is the voice?!Tell me, do you have faith?!" Mo Wuxian snorted.

The sound of "!!" was like a huge wave, and the whole square was full of echoing sounds.

"This is the state that a young man should be, wilting, is it good-looking?" Mo Wuxian nodded with satisfaction.

"This Imperial Martial Arts, a total of 5,210 people participated, presumably those who have participated once or twice, you should all know the next rules, right?" Mo Wuxian looked at the young man on the battle platform with a playful expression.

Speaking of this, Mo Wuxian suddenly smiled, yes, he smiled, and Yun Fan clearly saw the corners of his mouth rising slightly.