"Throw them all out of Chang'an City. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Mo Chen glanced coldly at Gray, who was resisting the guards, and his voice was like ice, making people shudder.

Gray looked at Clark who fell to the ground with a dull face, and felt Mo Chen's glances, only to feel chills all over his body, as if he had fallen into a terrible crying abyss, and his soul was about to be frozen.

His body trembled, and he suddenly dissipated the power of the laws of the earth around him, allowing the guards to drag him out like a dead dog, but he didn't even dare to move.

The demigod powerhouse with a small divine body was stunned by a slap. If you are also slapped in the face, you can't be beaten into ashes in an instant?

Gray shuddered at the thought of Clark's miserable appearance.

Janet watched as the guards dragged the two away, her face turned blue with anger, and her body trembled slightly. It's just that although she is angry in her heart, she has not lost her mind.

What is Clark's strength, others may still have questions, but she is clear, it is a god body Xiaocheng without the slightest water.

When it comes to the realm of the god body, even a thin magician can match the strength of a legendary-level warrior, and magic below the fourth order can hardly even hurt a bit.

But with such a strong body, he didn't even hold up a slap from the other party.

Janet was annoyed in her heart, but how could she not understand what it meant.

This shows that the other party has overwhelming strength and a terrifying strength that can crush Clark!

He's definitely not a newcomer to the demigod realm!

Janet's blue eyes stared at Mo Chen, her eyes full of vigilance and anger.

The nineteen-year-old demigod is already unbelievable, but the strength of the other party is obviously far beyond the concept of ordinary demigods.

At the age of nineteen, he is far more powerful than ordinary demigods, and the god of war Ares is on it, what is wrong with this world, so that such a ridiculous thing can happen.

Janet took a deep breath, looked at Mo Chen coldly with her eyes, and hummed, "Today's events, the War College has written down." The Grand Duke is really hidden, and this cultivation is afraid that it has already been completed by the divine body! ”

Janet's voice fell, and the hall was dead silent at first, and then instantly in an uproar.

"The divine body is complete, it's impossible, right?"

"Nineteen-year-old demigods are already unimaginable, nineteen-year-old gods are complete, unless the other party is the legendary Innate Divine Mansion!"

"Yes, the Divine Body Dacheng is already close to the peak of the sixth order, and the Grand Duke is only nineteen years old this year, how is this possible?"

Everyone talked about it, but they didn't want to believe that Mo Chen had a terrifying cultivation of divine body attainment.

If it really compares, they prefer to believe that Clark is a parallel demigod, otherwise how could he be stunned with a slap?

After all, the nineteen-year-old god body is too appalling.

It's as if he was still in kindergarten at the age of three, but others had graduated from Peking University and Tsinghua University at the age of three. There's no comparison at all, so there's no harm!

In the corner of Shanghua Palace, Feng Ling's grandson stood quietly in the crowd, looking at the twists and turns in front of him, and the expression on his face was unpredictable.

Feng Chan's eyes looked at Mo Chen deeply, and the depths of his eyes were full of horror.

He asked himself that he was already a great man in the world, after all, a genius who could become a legendary genius before the age of thirty had a great chance of becoming a demigod in the future and becoming a real big man in Valoran.

But compared to Mo Chen, Feng Chan only felt endlessly depressed.

When he was nineteen years old, he was only at the peak of the fourth order, right?

"Dongtu is too small to accommodate him." Feng Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed helplessly.

Although he had already received Ge Lao's warning, when he saw the scene in front of him, he still couldn't help but feel like a hero was in the twilight.

He himself is in the demigod realm, so he can see Mo Chen's hand more clearly than others.

That seemingly ordinary slap used the power of several laws. Among them, there are not only the power of space, but also other very strange powers.

At least Feng Ling couldn't see what kind of power it was. But he understands that if the slap is directed at him, the result will not change in any way.

Can't take it. I can't take it either!

Mo Chen ignored everyone's discussions, glanced at Janet coldly, and said coldly: "War College, the deity has also been remembered." ”

The War College is clearly here to find fault, and this matter will definitely not end there. If it weren't for the emissaries of the War College who were still available, how could he have left them behind.

Also, everything that the War College did to Dongtu back then, he will one day make them repay thousands of times.

"Okay, the Grand Duke is so courageous." When Janet heard Mo Chen's words, she suddenly trembled with anger, and her voice couldn't help but change.

Throughout Valoran's hundreds of thousands of years of history, how long has it been since no one dared to speak to the War College like this?

A small demigod, even if he is at the peak of the sixth order?

In the eyes of the mighty War College, it was just an ant that could be pinched to death. But such a small ant would dare to provoke the War College like this.

Janet was so angry that if she hadn't been concerned about her mission, she would have left long ago.

"Smack."

At this moment, a crisp applause rang out from the crowd.

The crisp sound was so clear in this dead and silent hall, and it was like a slap on the face of the War College, which made people feel chills down their spines.

Everyone wondered who would dare to provoke the War College at such a time.

They followed the prestige, only to see Caterina slowly walking up from the back of the crowd with an admiring smile on her face.

As she walked, her slender and delicate legs loomed, and her blood-red beautiful long hair fluttered behind her, looking full of special beauty.

Caterina completely ignored the look of surprise and Janet's eyes that gleamed with anger.

She walked gracefully, slowly came to the front of everyone, looked directly at Mo Chen's calm face with those black and white eyes, and chuckled: "No wonder that idiot Cassiopeia will be planted in your hands, you really have some ability." For the sake of your attitude towards the War College, Miss Ben toasts you. ”

Caterina raised the goblet in her hand and drank it down with a complacent face.

Mo Chen had a faint smile on his face, his eyes flashed with a different color, and he also raised the wine in his hand and drank it all.

Judging from Katarina's attitude, the relationship between the War College and Noxus is not very friendly!

For a while, the atmosphere in the main hall became more and more strange.

Everyone swept over Mo Chen, Katerina, and Janet, their eyes flashing with different colors.

Things seem to be getting more and more interesting, Noxus, who is at war with Chang'an City, looks friendly, and the War College, which should be neutral, has completely fallen out with Chang'an.

This chaotic situation made everyone look happy.

Of course, not everyone was happy, at least not at least the envoys of Ionia and Demacia.

If Chang'an falls to Noxus, Ionia will be the first to bear the brunt, followed by Demacia.

For them, a Chang'an, which is incompatible with Noxus, is the most in their own interests!

Madame Le Stara Bouvier played with the crystal goblet, her clear eyes swept over Mo Chen and Caterina with a thoughtful look.

As the daughter of Du Quecao, Caterina is supposed to be the purpose of Cassiopeia. No matter how bad the relationship between the two is, it is her sister, a member of the Noxian family of Quekao.

It's just that I don't know what price Noxus intends to pay to bring it back from Chang'an City.

Let's hope it's not the worst one, right?

When Madame Bouvier thought of this, her eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, and she sighed in her heart.

If Chang'an City falls to Noxus, it will definitely not be good news for Demacia.

Because once Chang'an surrenders, Dongtu is afraid that it will no longer have the power to resist, and then Noxus and Zu'an will be connected to form a solid defensive war zone.

Madame Bouvier took a sip of her drink, wondering what to do with the worst.

At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, waking her up from her contemplation.

Madame Bouvier looked up, and saw that the glass in Caterina's hand had fallen to the ground, shattered into countless pieces of fine shards of glass, and in the soft light, it resembled a brilliant crystal flower.

At the same time, the smile on Katerina's face disappeared, her face was cold and terrifying, her eyes looked at Mo Chen without the slightest emotion, and said coldly: "Although Cassiopeia is a waste, she is also a member of my Kekao family, but she can't tolerate bullying by outsiders. ”

As soon as Caterina finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze, making everyone can't help but hold their breath. Their eyes stared at Mo Chen and the others tightly, their eyes flashing with anticipation.

They found that things were getting more and more interesting.

"Oh, I wonder what Miss Caterina thinks I should do?" Mo Chen raised his wine glass, took a sip of wine, calmly looked at Caterina who was suddenly in trouble, and said softly.

"Hmph, I'm not a thief who wants to take it. We are willing to use the demigod weapon to destroy the King's Blade in exchange for Cassiopeia's freedom. Caterina said coldly.

Hmph, that useless waste, even if it turns into a monster, it's a burden.

Caterina has never been able to look down on Cassiopeia since she was a child, especially when she has to undergo brutal training while the other party can participate in the banquet and spend all day drinking!

She was jealous, jealous that Cassiopeia had a beauty that she didn't have, jealous that the other party didn't need to undergo cruel training, jealous of every happy smile of the other party's childhood!

"Although the demigod is precious, if you want to redeem Cassiopeia, this price is still too far behind." Mo Chen put down the wine glass in his hand, shook his head flatly, and refused.

Mo Chen's words fell, and the envy on everyone's faces suddenly froze there, and their eyes looked at him in disbelief.

The demigods are not satisfied, and this grand duke's appetite is too big, right?

Caterina's eyes narrowed, her face cold, and she wanted to say something.

At this moment, Mo Chen lightly tapped the wine glass, making a crisp sound. With a faint smile on his face, he looked at Caterina calmly, and said as if he didn't care, "Miss Caterina thinks that a saint should be worth what price?" ”