Mo Lao's strength is far above Wang Tao, so he doesn't need to give the latter a good face at all. Moreover, in recent years, the people of the Hehuan Sect have become more and more arrogant, and they have faintly touched the bottom line of the dynasty.

In any case, this competition is just a grudge between the palace and the Li mansion, and it has nothing to do with the Hehuan Sect. But this Wang Tao actually ignored the strong people in the world and forcibly stepped on the heavenly battle platform to obliterate Ling Feng.

This is not only contempt for the royal palace, but also contempt for the royal power!

The Heavenly Battle Platform was created by the Ancestral Emperor, and there are clear regulations that no one is allowed to disturb the people competing in any form, let alone step into the Heavenly Battle Platform for half a step.

With the decline of royal power and the rise of the power of the sect, many people have forgotten the rules set by His Majesty the First Emperor. The powerhouses of the Li Mansion and the Royal Mansion may be excusable, but Wang Tao has no reason to step on the Heavenly Battle Platform!

Mo Lao wanted to take advantage of this time to combat the arrogance of the Hehuan Sect, and at the same time, to establish the authority of the king.

Wang Tao had already discovered that there was a terrifying powerhouse standing beside the princess, and his strength was above him. Originally, he thought that this old man would not interfere in the affairs of the Heavenly Battle Platform, after all, his backstage was there.

However, the variables he never imagined really happened!

Wang Tao knew that he couldn't beat the old man, and he was angry with his sleeve robe, but he really left. At the moment when the figure was about to disappear, he spat out a cold voice: "You will regret it!"

The crowd was boiling, and everyone didn't expect that Mo Lao's words would scare away all the powerhouses of the Hehuan Sect.

Li Madsha's face was ugly, and he couldn't imagine that things would evolve to such a field. His Li family's biggest reliance was actually driven away by Mo Lao.

"Mo Lao ......" Li Madsha was about to speak, but he didn't think that with a wave of Mo Lao's robe, a strong wind burst out and hit his chest fiercely.

"Hmph, there is no king's law, and the Heavenly Battle Platform dares to break through!" Mo Lao's face was full of majesty, and his terrifying strength was released, and the coercion enveloped the heavens and the earth, which was terrifying.

"In the future, who dares to break into the heavenly battle platform and die!"

"You guys, all step down for me!" he glared at the powerhouses of the palace, and his voice revealed that he could not refuse.

Li Yansha held back the blood that was about to spit out in his throat, did not dare to squeak, and returned to the audience respectfully.

"Princess, please go back, the battle between us is not over yet!" Li Shaopeng stared at Ling Feng's figure with a gloomy face, unconcealing the killing intent in his heart.

Since there were no outsiders to stop him, it would be even easier for him to kill Ling Feng. Mo Lao said before that no one is allowed to break into the Tianzhan Platform, and he must not protect the princess!

He glanced at Mo Lao, and Chen Yurou looked at Mo Lao.

"This competition is over, Ling Feng is defeated, Li Shaopeng wins!" Mo Lao's indifferent voice resounded.

This ending has long been known to everyone.

Li Shaopeng was unwilling, and said hurriedly: "Old Mo, we haven't finished fighting yet!" He didn't kill Ling Feng with his own hands, so he naturally refused to give up.

Hearing this, Mo Lao was furious: "Bastard thing, if it weren't for your father breaking the rules to remind you, it would be you who are lying on the ground now, the old man is magnanimous and doesn't care, you're not finished?"

Obviously, Mo Lao was really angry.

"Yes, it is indeed the head of the Li family who broke the rules first!"

"Thinking about it this way, it should be Ling Feng who wins!"

"Alas, it's a pity!"

Hearing the surrounding discussions, Li Shaopeng's face kept changing, and his thoughts were disordered, if there was no reminder from his father before, could he take Ling Feng's fingerprint?

Thinking of the horror of the fingerprints, his face suddenly became bloodless.

True, he would have been defeated long ago. It was him Li Shaopeng who was defeated, not Ling Feng!

Li Ransha naturally thought clearly, and immediately his face changed, and he surged with a touch of anxiety, and said, "Peng'er, come back quickly!" While Mo Lao hadn't changed his attention, he wanted to let Li Shaopeng come back cleanly, so that even if Mo Lao regretted it, he wouldn't be able to leave his old face.

Li Shaopeng was startled and quickly ran towards the Li Mansion.

The strong men of the palace showed a thoughtful look on their faces, and immediately glanced at each other, and they all saw joy in each other's eyes. Indeed, it should not be Ling Feng who loses.

Ling Ang smiled, such an ending, although not perfect, but enough. He knew that Ling Feng's strength was indeed far inferior to Li Shaopeng, and it was almost impossible for Mo Lao to judge the latter's defeat. After all, they all understand what the marriage of a princess means!

Chen Yurou didn't care who won and who lost, looking at Ling Feng who was dying, she couldn't help but cast a weak look at Mo Lao asking for help.

The gaze was full of pleading, full of concern, full of anxiety and heartache......

Mo Lao sighed, the princess was too affectionate, and it had reached the point of incorrigibility. He immediately raised the old man's palm and pointed at Ling Feng.

Suddenly, surging vitality frantically instilled into Ling Feng's body, nourishing his body. With the infusion of Mo Lao's vitality, Ling Feng's face recovered a trace and became luster, but the half-white hair was still half-white.

"Okay, his life has been saved!" Mo Lao withdrew his palm and sighed.

"Thank you, Master!" Chen Yurou knelt on the ground and snapped her head. Two tears fell to the ground. Her voice, choked, excited, and infinitely grateful.

Mo Lao didn't stop her, and after some time, he said, "Let's go, in the future, you can't see him!"

"Woo~" She didn't expect that this day would still come. Hearing Mo Lao's words, Chen Yurou's nose was sour, and she couldn't control her feelings at all.

"However, it should be Brother Ling Feng who won!"

"You, promised me!" Mo Lao did not say who should win and who should lose.

Chen Yurou finally stopped talking, she sobbed and glanced at Ling Feng deeply. Finally, he turned around and ran out of the crowd.

Mo Lao smiled bitterly and followed.

The figure hiding in the crowd also turned silently.

The people of the palace left with Ling Feng who was unconscious. This battle shocked the Heavenly Warring States and the hearts of many warriors.

In the future, when they talked about this matter, they were all in mixed moods and full of emotion.

After returning, Ling Feng was in a coma and asleep like he had been ten years ago, as if his closed eyes could no longer be opened.

And it was so for seven days. Lin Rou came to visit him every day, but she washed her face with tears and couldn't help herself. And these days, the little fox has mysteriously disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

This time, Ling Feng's injuries were not as serious as they were ten years ago. But there was a touch of despair on his face that could not be erased. It's not that he can't wake up, it's that he chooses to sleep.

On the seventh day, Lan'er wiped Ling Feng's face as usual, and then retreated, with tears in the corners of her eyes that could not be concealed.

On this day, Xiaoxue returned. The white figure jumped in through the window without alarming anyone!

It had a torn piece of cloth in its mouth, torn from its white dress.

The little fox carefully placed the corner of his mouth in front of Ling Feng's nose, and there were tears in those beautiful little eyes.

It fell on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth!

(End of chapter)