"It's amazing, at such a young age, they have all been promoted to the Transformation God Realm. ”

"The old man has lived to a dog in this life. ”

An elderly martial artist around him sighed and shook his head.

"Well, that young man seems to be a bit like ...... By the way, I know, he is the current prince. ”

"It's definitely him, I've seen it a few times when I used to supply vegetables to the General's Mansion, and I can't be mistaken. ”

Suddenly, among the people in the city, someone let out an exclamation, and it quickly spread throughout the entire Zhongtian Imperial Capital.

Although Mo Yuchen rarely showed his face in front of everyone, after all, when Zhongtian was still a kingdom, he lived in the royal capital for many years, so it was not surprising that he was recognized.

Therefore, when the surrounding people saw that their crown prince was so powerful, almost everyone was boiling.

Soon, the battle over the Baili Mansion was over.

The core disciple of Prajna, who was only a heavy disciple of the God Realm, was not Mo Yuchen's opponent at all.

Mo Yuchen didn't even take out his sword, just relying on his strong body, he had already beaten the other party to a blue nose and swollen face.

But the boy didn't hurt his life, he just abolished his cultivation.

But despite this, such a result would undoubtedly make him more uncomfortable for a young God Transformation Realm genius than killing him.

But Mo Yuchen doesn't care, he only follows the principle that if he commits many injustices, he will kill himself.

What's more, it was the other party who first relied on his own strong cultivation to bully his brother, which is even more unforgivable.

"Happy, it's so damn relieved!" Baili Xiongfeng saw the core disciple of Panruo, who was lifted in his hand by Mo Yuchen high in the sky, like a dead dog, and he smashed his palms with joy, his face full of ridicule.

Seeing this, the core disciple was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes stared at Mo Yuchen deadly, full of anger and resentment.

Ding Yingshan didn't expect Mo Yuchen to be so powerful, she pointed at Mo Yuchen in shock and anger, and roared in a panic: "You dare to abolish him? ”

"Hmph!" High in the air, Mo Yuchen put his two fingers together, and popped out a finger at the father and daughter of the Ding family, and abolished the two father and daughter in an instant, too lazy to say a word.

The next moment!

"Uhhhhhhh

As Mo Yuchen's finger sword blasted through the dantian of the Ding family's father and daughter, the two father and daughter let out a muffled snort at the same time.

"You...... How dare you abolish my cultivation?"

The two fathers and daughters of the Ding family stared at Mo Yuchen in disbelief, as if they were in a dream.

"Haha, that's so refreshing!"

"Come on, take them all!"

Looking at the appearance of the father and daughter of the Ding family and the three core disciples, the fat man felt extremely happy in his heart, and he roared with excitement on his face.

Then with a wave of his hand, he directly ordered the masters in his house to take people.

Soon, with the terrifying existence of Mo Yuchen, those masters of Baili Wangfu were simply like wolves and tigers, directly dissipating the people brought by the two fathers and daughters and pressing them into the prison.

Even the father and daughter of the Ding family and the core disciples of Na Panruo were no exception, and they were all taken away.

Seeing that the matter was done, Baili Xiongfeng was angry, he immediately put his arm on Mo Yuchen's shoulder and shouted: "Let's go, let's go have a drink with the two brothers, it's really cool today." ”

When Mo Yuchen heard this, he smiled without saying a word, and followed him to one of the most magnificent restaurants in the imperial capital.

The crowd watching the battle around them also gradually dispersed at this moment.

However, the impact of this battle was very great, and it didn't take long for the news of the Zhongtian Prince's defeat of the powerhouses of the Holy Land to spread like a storm throughout the secular empire of the Heavenly Spirit Continent.

And after Mo Yuchen and Baili Xiongfeng got drunk in a restaurant, he returned to the palace again, lived with the relatives of the Mo family, and enjoyed this rare reunion time.

......

In the Zhenwu Hall of the Zhenwu Xuangong, there was silence at this time.

In the huge hall, there are hundreds of seats in the left and right areas, all of which are full.

The main elders of the True Martial Xuan Palace all gathered together, but everyone's faces were extremely ugly.

Among them, even the top ancestors of the True Martial Xuan Palace were also present.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you must have also received news that the thief who killed my grandson is not only not dead, but his reputation is even more prosperous. ”

"He has grown from an ant to the point where he threatens the sect. ”

"The old man asks you, what did you do before!"

The ancestor of the True Martial Xuan Palace, that is, Yu Hongxuan's grandfather, glared angrily at everyone present and shouted categorically.

There was silence in the main hall, Mo Yuchen had made such a big move during this time, basically the entire Heavenly Spirit Continent knew about it, and they couldn't even think about it if they really didn't want to.

"Ancestor, it's all my fault, if I had done it myself, that kid would never have lived!"

The palace master of the Zhenwu Xuan Palace turned his face sideways, his face was expressionless, and he said ashamedly.

A year ago, his True Martial Xuan Palace joined forces with the Bagua Sect and forced the Zixiao Sword Sect to kill Mo Yuchen.

But in the end, Mo Yuchen exchanged the price of a tomb-guarding puppet for the life of a deputy palace master of the Zhenwu Xuan Palace.

And in the end, he was rescued by the crazy Kerr, which can be said to be the most humiliating in the history of the Bagua Sect and the True Martial Xuangong.

"It's not too late to kill him now, otherwise it will be a few years before he grows up completely. ”

"Then at that time, whether the heads of all the people here can be saved, the old man can't predict. ”

"This time, we must not miss again!"

The Xuangong Ancestor stood up, exuding a terrifying murderous aura all over his body, and said slowly.

When the others heard this, they all stood up and nodded, their faces serious.

"Whew!"

However, at this moment, a vast aura suddenly appeared, filling the entire hall, enveloping everyone.

At the same time, a voice full of majesty came into the ears of all the elders present.

"The implementation of the sword folding plan has begun, do you elders have any objections?"

This is the Supreme Ancestor of the True Martial Xuan Palace, he has just woken up from the retreat, and a vast energy fluctuation soon spread throughout the True Martial Xuan Palace.

At the same moment, all the Xuangong disciples all felt the coercion of this terrifying, and their hearts were full of shock.

"Obey the decree of the Supreme Ancestor!"

The Xuangong Ancestor bowed down to the void and said.

"Obey the law!"

The palace master of the Xuan Palace also responded respectfully.

Then, all the main elders in the hall bowed respectfully to the void, and their eyes were full of excitement, excitement, and a cold murderous aura.

In a simple palace, the ancestor of Zhenwu Xuangong looked at the starry sky outside the window, and his eyes were full of madness and excitement.

"From today onwards, Zixiao will finally be removed from the Heavenly Spirit Continent, two hundred years later, this seat has finally waited for this day!"

The cold voice, in the dark palace, was extremely cold.

(End of chapter)