Thunder Sword God Emperor

Chapter 641 Very necessary!
Above the underground prison, there are more than a dozen martial arts waiting, all of them are strong members of the Deng family.

The leader was an old man who possessed the fourth level of the Human Sovereign Realm.

In addition, there are three middle-aged people at the first level of the Human King Realm, and several martial arts practitioners at the Human King Realm.

"Boy, you are so brave. How dare you break into my Deng's house alone."

"Today, you will stay here forever!"

When they saw Tang Chen appearing on the ground, they immediately sneered.

An ant in the third level of the King Realm dares to come to their Deng family to intercept someone. Isn't this courting death?
"Huh, is it?"

There was a sneer on Tang Chen's face, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

Boom boom boom!
At this time, there was a huge rumbling sound from the ground, and then the underground stone chamber collapsed and turned into ruins.

"who is it?"

The members of the Deng family finally realized something was wrong.

The next moment, Mo Ke's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the Deng family and others.

Looking at the old man at the fourth level of Human Sovereign Realm, Mo Keliang's face was cold: "Your Deng family will be destroyed today!"

what?
Moco is here?
Could it be that the two people he captured were Mo Yunling's disciples?
The face of the ancestor of the Deng family changed drastically, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

"Sect Master Mo, I don't know that they are from your sect, I should die!" The ancestor of the Deng family directly begged for mercy.

"Forgive me!"

"We are blind, please let us go!"

The faces of those members of the Deng family were pale, and they immediately begged for mercy.

There is no way, they have no chance of escaping in front of a strong man at the ninth level of the Human Sovereign Realm.

"Hmph! Let it go? You have seriously injured the disciples of my sect, do you think I will let your Deng family go?"

Mo Keliang's voice was extremely cold.

The face of the patriarch of the Deng family changed again and again. He knew that there was little hope, but he still couldn't accept what Mo Keliang had said.

"I am willing to die, I just ask you to spare my descendants of the Deng family!" The ancestor of the Deng family slumped on the ground.

"No need! Deng family, don't leave chickens and dogs alone! I want to kill you with my own hands right now!" Mo Ke's killing intent frantically flocked to the ancestor of the Deng family.

The elders of Deng's family suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately sent a voice transmission to others, ordering many children to escape.

At the same time, his figure flashed and swept away into the distance.

Mo Keliang snorted coldly and chased after him.

For a while, Lingwu City was shrouded in chaos.

There were shouts of killing and screams one after another, and the whole Deng family was stained with blood.

That night, Mo Ke turned into a god of killing, and directly wiped out [-]% of the martial arts of the Deng family. Only some of the martial arts who escaped faster survived.

Afterwards, Mo Keliang and the two returned to the inn in Lingwu City with the seriously injured Tang Qiang.

Song Yuntian was seriously injured, but after Mo Ke's treatment, he is no longer serious, but he needs a lot of time to recuperate, and it is estimated that he will not be able to use force for half a year.

Tang Qiang's injury was even more serious. Although Mo Ke had been treated, he was still in a coma.

Mo Keliang told Tang Chen that according to Tang Qiang's situation, he would probably be in a coma for several years, unless he found some ancient elixir to heal his soul.

Seeing Tang Chen, Song Yuntian's pale face gradually turned red, and he sat up slowly: "Tang Chen, it's all my fault that caused Brother Tang Qiang to fall into a coma!"

"If I hadn't provoked the members of the Deng family, brother Tang Qiang wouldn't have stood up for me, and even caused him to be caught by the members of the Deng family." Song Yuntian's face was heavy, and he felt very guilty.

Tang Chen waved his hand and said, "It's not your fault. If I were present, I would stand up for you without hesitation. You don't have to feel guilty!"

Tang Chen paused for a while, and then said: "Don't worry about the injuries on your body, I will refine some elixir, and you can recover in a short time!"

When Song Yuntian heard the words, he was overjoyed immediately, and then he thought of something, and his expression became sluggish.

Tang Chen knew that he was thinking about Tang Qiang, so he patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I have a way to treat him!"

At this time, Song Yun let out a sigh of relief: "This is very good, but it's a pity that the Grand Competition will be delayed!"

"Heal your injury now, don't worry about Dabi, there will be plenty of opportunities then!"

Tang Chen said a few words of comfort, as if he had thought of something, he brushed the Qiankun ring with his fingers, and the emperor's decree appeared in his hand: "This is won from the Yuan family. When you recover, you can enter the tower of the emperors and gain tens of thousands of insights. The cultivation methods of various emperors over the years will help you improve your strength!"

With that said, Tang Chen handed over the imperial orders, Song Yuntian quickly refused: "The imperial orders are the treasure of Lingwu City, you should keep them for yourself!"

Tang Chen shook his head: "I don't need this, you take it!"

After saying that, he directly stuffed the emperor's orders into Song Yuntian's hands, and then patted his shoulder: "Brother, take good care of your wounds, I will find some medicinal materials and refine some elixir, so that you can recover as soon as possible!"

Coming out of Song Yuntian's room, Tang Chen went directly to Tang Qiang's room, seeing the comatose young man, Tang Chen frowned.

Faced with Tang Qiang's situation, he didn't know what to do, so he could only find a way to get the ancient elixir to heal the soul, the nine-colored soul flower.

Leaving Tang Qiang's room, Tang Chen refined some pills to speed up recovery for Song Yuntian, and then came to Mo Keliang's retreat.

"You are here, I just want to find you!" Mo Keliang looked at Tang Chen: "When you were refining alchemy, the ancestors of the Yuan family came to visit!"

"Yuan Family? What are they doing here? I don't seem to have any friendship with them!"

Tang Chen was puzzled, as he said, he had no friendship with the Yuan family.

If the only point of intersection is the imperial decrees, could it be that the ancestor of the Yuan family came to ask for the imperial decrees back?

However, such an idea, even Tang Chen himself felt untenable, the Yuan family was also the overlord of one party, how could they be so impatient, they would come to the door to beg for orders from the emperors.

Is there another reason, or is it for friendship?
Tang Chen thinks the latter statement is more reliable.

After all, although the current Moyun Ridge is not as good as it was ten thousand years ago, it has once again become the number one sect in Tiantian South Region.

In addition, the suzerain Mo Keliang is the Emperor of the Ninth Realm, and there are various forces behind the cooperation, the future is limitless.

It is quite normal for some forces to come to make friends.

"He wants you to participate in the Dynasty Competition!" Mo Ke said seriously.

"Huh? Sovereign, do you think it is necessary for me to participate?"

Tang Chen was puzzled. Both the ancestors of the Yuan family and Mo Keliang knew their own strength. Logically speaking, they shouldn't allow themselves to compete with those low-strength martial artists. Why don't they abuse others?

"Yes! And it's very necessary!" Mo Keliang said solemnly.

"Because this big competition is not a one-on-one challenge! It's a trial in a small world!" Mo Ke measured.

"Small world? Trial?" Upon hearing this, Tang Chen's eyes flashed with astonishment.

(End of this chapter)