On this day, the sun is scorching, the golden glow envelops the entire Taixuan Capital, the streets and restaurants are crowded, and the whole city is full of hustle and bustle!

Because Mo Can, the son of Ping Tianhou, is finally here, the most talented young man in the entire Nanshan Mountain! There were too many controversies back then, but in the past six months, Mo Can has swept the thirty-one Tianjiao of Nanshan with his strong strength, and now he has finally hit Taixuandu!

Mo Can's record is too brilliant and dazzling!

For a while, Taixuan was talking and boiling.

"Mo Can deserves to be the first proud son of Nanshan, in just half a year, he swept the son of the thirty-one marquis!"

"Yes, if he wins the last battle of this Taixuandu, then he is the first person under the real Nanshan!"

"Mo Can's future is limitless, the future is definitely not simple, he will surpass his father Ping Tianhou, and maybe he will surpass the power of Nu Tianhou back then!"

No matter which restaurant and teahouse in Taixuan Capital, they are all talking about Mo Can!

And when people talk about this final battle, no one will think that Tang Ji has a chance to win, it is simply impossible.

"That Tang Ji is also the son of the Marquis of Nutian, the Marquis of Nutian back then......"

"The Tang family lost, Tang Ji didn't even touch the qi realm, and Mo Can could defeat him with one finger. ”

"Have you forgotten that the Tang family also has a Tang Yu who is not weaker than Mo Can, I think that Mo Can should be challenging Tang Yu, not Tang Ji. ”

Everyone thinks that what they said is reasonable, who will challenge a mediocre talent, then Mo Can is even more impossible, because he can't pull this identity.

But the problem is that everyone knows that the young master of the Tang family is Tang Ji, and the bold words that Mo Can said back then directly pointed to the thirty-two young masters, unless the Marquis of Nu Tianhou gave way and let Tang Yu sit upright.

The city is full of wind and rain, everyone knows it, and Tang Ji naturally heard it. The huge Taixuan has a population of millions of people, except for Ah Xuan, no one is optimistic about him, and most people directly ignore him, ignoring the name Tang Ji of the Tang family, this person.

Talking about the hot, gradually only the battle between Tang Yu and Mo Can will be left, who will win.

Tang Ji sat under the peach tree on the mountain, next to his mother's tombstone, he didn't know where his father had gone. The whole person didn't care at all about Mo Can's entry into Taixuan Capital, and he didn't even have any sense of urgency.

He knew that the moment his heart bloomed, everyone would know that the strongest arrogant son under Nanshan was not Mo Can, let alone Tang Yu, but the son of Nutianhou, who was Tang Ji!

Even, look at the seventy-two mountains, look at the entire Qinglong Kingdom!

"It's because of this power that my mother died because of it. Tang Ji's eyes were gloomy, he had never seen his mother look like, and he always felt guilty about his mother.

"Young master, Mo Can has entered the Taixuan Capital, and he should enter my Tang family within a stick of incense. Ah Xuan came, still with a cold expression.

"Are you coming...... Tang Ji got up and walked down the mountain, ready to "welcome guests".

Taixuan capital, there are four gates, the majestic city wall has been baptized by the years, become vicissitudes and mottled, here is an ancient city.

A group of extraordinarily dressed strong men rode jujube red horses across the east gate, and the entire Taixuan quieted down.

Everyone on the street looked over, and they knew that the group of people was from the same lineage as Pingtianhou.

There are six people in the team, four of them are on the left and right back, two are in the front, and the four people on the left and right are strong, wearing battle armor and being particularly powerful, they are holding weapons, and their eyes are particularly cold.

This is the cold and sharp atmosphere created by the perennial fighting!

The two men in front of him, among them was an old man, dressed in a robe with his hair fluttering. The old man looked red and energetic, his two long eyebrows were almost in his sideburns, and his beard also hung down to the collar, which was quite like the smell of crane bones and fairy wind.

On the side of the old man is a young man with sword eyebrows, dressed in brocade clothes, with a lofty atmosphere, and even more heroic between his eyebrows, he is Mo Can.

Mo Can's eyes were slightly indifferent, and there was a long time of excitement and excitement in this indifference, because this Taixuan Capital would be his last battle under Nanshan!

And after this battle, he will be famous throughout the Qinglong Kingdom.

A straight and spacious avenue is usually full of people, but at this moment today, there are almost no people to be seen on the avenue, and they are all standing on both sides. and in the restaurants and teahouses on both sides of the avenue, countless eyes are looking at the young man in brocade clothes.

Mo Can is eighteen years old, riding on the back of a horse upright, holding the reins in one hand, he does not move if he does not move the horse, at this time his legs are slightly clamped, and the tall horse walks slowly, towards the front of the avenue.

"Since ancient times, the thirty-three marquis of Nanshan are the strongest thirty-three people in Nanshan. Mo Can's loud voice spread through the long street.

"Decades ago, the strongest prince under Nanshan took Nanshan as his name, called Nanshan Marquis!"

"And it was also decades ago that the first person of the Tang family, Tang Yuan's predecessors, broke through to the great realm in one fell swoop, and since then, my Qinglong Kingdom has one more master!

Mo Can rode forward unhurriedly, as if he was talking to himself with an indifferent expression, he was recounting the past of Nanshan.

And his voice spread to the Tang family, and Tang Ji also listened to the slowly loud voice with a flat expression.

"But according to the rules of the Qinglong Kingdom, only thirty-three marquis are allowed to exist in one mountain! The rise of the predecessors of the Tang and Yuan dynasties has made the princes of Denanshan turbulent, including my father Pingtianhou!"

Mo Can paused, his eyes sharpened, he looked at the Tang family's mansion in the distance, and could vaguely see the glory of the Tang family in the past.

Therefore, the thirty-three marquis avoided the instability of their own throne and joined forces to suppress the predecessors of the Tang Yuan, although it has been rumored that the predecessors of the Tang Yuan Dynasty were indifferent to fame and fortune and did not like to compete with others, but the strong could not escape from secular disputes. ”

Taixuan was surprisingly quiet, and people listened to Mo Can recount the past, which was a legend.

The entire Nanshan is well known, and it is also the origin of the Marquis of Nutian.

"The predecessors of Tang Yuan, who were oppressed to a desperate situation, faced with the fragmentation of the Tang family, finally stood up and fought against the thirty-three masters of the entire Nanshan with the strength of one person, and the princes who killed were trembling, including my father Pingtianhou who still has lingering palpitations until now, and it is precisely because of that battle that my father lost an arm, and he has not recovered to this day. ”

Speaking of this, a cruel smile appeared on Mo Can's face, and he and his team rode horses across more than half of the long street.

"But my father has never resented Tang Yuan's predecessors, his position is different, and he doesn't distinguish between right and wrong! I don't hate Tang Yuan's predecessors, but I worship him, because he is an out-and-out super strong!"

"I heard my father say that in that battle, Tang Yuan's predecessors could have beheaded more than a dozen marquis! But Tang Yuan's predecessors did not kill them, but angrily beheaded the strongest prince under Nanshan, Nanshan Hou! I also heard that Tang Yuan's predecessors' anger suddenly turned into lightning and thunder, and Tang Yuan's predecessors' roar moved the sky! Only then did the clouds dissipate and clear skies resumed. ”

Mo Can's excited voice was full of desire for the power of the strong, and his eyes were filled with unparalleled heat, hope and worship!

The power of the Angry Tianhou has shocked Nanshan for decades, even if they know now that the Angry Tianhou is no longer what it used to be, no one dares to offend, and the anger of the year has left too many shadows.

Tang Ji could feel Mo Can's emotions, he stood in front of the gate, looking into the distance, this was his father, Nu Tianhou's past, but now, Nu Tianhou has become a sleepy worm, and all this is because of Tang Ji.

When he was born, his mother was angry, and he almost died early, his father went into the forbidden area and tried his best to find a holy medicine for him, so he could survive, but his father was also greatly injured, and only half a life was left.

"What I originally wanted to fight the most, what I was most eager for and looking forward to, was the last Tang family, the son of Nu Tianhou, when I learned that Tang Ji, the son of Nu Tianhou, had a congenital problem, I really regretted and sympathized. ”

Mo Can rode a horse, and had already arrived outside the Tang family's mansion, and when he was a hundred feet away, he turned over and dismounted, shook off the dust on his body with his sleeves, and walked towards the Tang family.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, no matter who they were, they had to look up to Mo Can, although they wanted to challenge the Tang family, although he was amazingly talented, although he had brilliant achievements, he was not arrogant, and he still paid attention to etiquette!

"There is the style of a king. The people in Taixuan couldn't help but praise.

Mo Can and his entourage all got off the horse, but the only one who accompanied Mo Can to the Tang family was the old man, named Mo Shusheng.

"Mo Can, the son of Pingtianhou, visit the Tang family!"

Outside the Tang family's mansion, Mo Can spoke loudly, neither humble nor arrogant, and the people who were already waiting in front of the Tang family stretched out their hands to signal, and the group entered the Tang family.

After entering the lobby, Mo Can saw the empty position of the head of the family above, and then swept left and right, and crossed Tang Yu, Tang Yu's father, Tang family elders and others.

"Since the head of the Tang family is not here, what about the young master of the Tang family. Mo Can's expression frowned slightly.

The atmosphere in the lobby was solemn, Tang Yu got up and stared at Mo Can: "If you want to challenge the Tang family, it is me who should fight." ”

Mo Can stared at Tang Yu, looked at it from beginning to end, then didn't look at it anymore, and a smile appeared on his face: "I heard that the proud son under Nanshan, whether it is talent and fame, it is Tang Yu who can compare with me, right?"

"Exactly. Tang Yu raised her chin slightly, she had already seen Mo Can's demeanor, when she had the demeanor of a king, and when she said the words with the same name as him from the other party's mouth, she was naturally slightly proud in her heart.

"Nanshan knows that my Tang family's Tang Ji is a congenital waster, and he has not been able to enter the qi realm so far, I believe that with your strength, you should disdain to fight him, right?" Tang Yu said with a smile, and when he mentioned Tang Ji, he did not hide his sarcasm.

Hearing Tang Yu's indifferent disparagement of Tang Ji, Mo Can frowned, but did not speak.

"The main challenge of my young family is the remaining thirty-two young masters, and in the last battle, although it is necessary to fight with the most talented young man of the Tang family in order to sit firmly under the first pride of Nanshan, but the reason is that the young master of the Tang family cannot be ignored, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the Marquis of Nutian. Mr. Mo Shusheng put down the teacup and said with a straight face.

"Tang Ji has nothing to challenge, anyone can defeat him, he is just a waste person of my Tang family, the Mo family should not take a waste person to heart like this, besides, he doesn't dare to appear, what's the point of you challenging him. "Tang Yu is cold, the people of the Mo family are too old-fashioned.

"Mo Can, write a war book. ”

At this time, Tang Ji walked into the lobby, and Mo Can's gaze quickly fell on the former.