Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 452
Seeing this young man in white robe, Mo Lao couldn't help showing a helpless wry smile on his face.

Although this monster has transformed into a human form, its body is full of monster aura and its strength is far beyond what he can compete with. Even if he wants to do everything to buy Zhao Letian some more time, he probably won't be able to do it.

"Your Excellency is also a powerful demon king, a superpower who dominates the demon clan, why should he have the same knowledge as a mere human junior in the true martial arts?"

Mo Lao didn't do anything, but squeezed out a smile, and said as calmly as possible.

He knew very well that if he did it, the demon king could easily kill him with a wave of his hand, which was meaningless at all, so it was better to show weakness and try to buy some time for Zhao Letian.

"Do you want to delay this seat? Well, this seat will give you a chance to chat with you, but you don't really think that you can get that kid out of this seat just because of the moment you fought for." Run away with your hands? You should know how terrifying the methods of a monarch-level powerhouse are. In the eyes of this seat, he is already a dead man, and there is no way to escape."

The young man in white robe put his hands behind his back and said with a disdainful smile.

"You didn't answer my question, can you tell me why you have to have a hard time with a mere human warrior in the real martial arts realm?"

Mo Lao asked in a condensed voice.

"Do you need a reason? Can't I kill an ant who is a true martial artist? You don't think that this seat should abide by the rules of your human world, right? Why can't the strong kill the weak at will? This kind of rule is simply a joke, and people from my monster clan have never dismissed it."

The young man in white robe smiled coldly.

"Disdain? Hehe, do you think I don't know the situation of your monster race? Let's not talk about low-level monster races. Like you, the monster race that has transformed into a human form is actually no different from me. In your monster race, there are also various families and forces, and the rules are similar to my human race. The reason why you think that you can slaughter the human junior at the real martial arts level at any time is that the power behind him is not as good as you, right? "

Mo Lao also said with a cold smile.

"Unexpectedly, you, a junior, have some knowledge, but even if you are right, so what? The strength of this seat, even among the demon kings, is extraordinary, far surpassing people of the same rank. As for your human race A strong man of the same level as me is even more unable to compare with this seat, unless that kid is the heir of the Martial Emperor Tianqiong, otherwise, why should I kill him?"

The young man in white robe said indifferently.

"Hehe, I thought that you were really fearless, that you dared to kill anyone, but you actually had some scruples. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. Although the junior you want to kill is not the heir of the Martial Emperor Tianqiong, he The value of the Martial Emperor Tianqiong may be no less than a heir."

Old Mo's mouth curled up.

"Oh? With that said, I'm starting to be a little curious about who that kid is."

The white-robed youth jokingly said with a smile.

"I think you should have heard about the secret realm of the dynasty. This is well known among the three dynasties, and it is not a secret."

Mo Lao said in a condensed voice.

"That's right, I have indeed heard of it, but what does it have to do with that kid's identity? You don't mean to say that that kid will represent the Sky Dynasty and enter the secret realm of the Dynasty, right?"

The young man in white robe nodded, and then his eyes lit up.

"You guessed right, he is one of the representatives of true martial arts geniuses in the Vault of Heaven Dynasty."

Elder Mo said solemnly.

"Is this the only identity? As far as I know, the Tianqiong Dynasty and the four subordinate kingdoms will send a total of [-] representatives of true martial arts geniuses to enter the secret realm of the dynasty. If I kill one or two of them, Tianqiongwu President Huang will not personally come forward to settle accounts with this seat, will he?"

The young man in white robe said with a disdainful smile.

This status is not enough to make him all scruples.

"More than that, he is not an ordinary representative of a true martial arts genius. I'm sure that this time, during this trip to the secret realm of the dynasty, this son will definitely be among the top ten in the Vault of Heaven Dynasty. Do you think such a genius is not enough to attract attention?" Does Emperor Tianqiong attach importance to it? In addition, in addition to the identity of the representative of the Tianqiong Dynasty, there are two monarch-level powerhouses behind this son. If you kill him, those two monarch-level powerhouses will never Let you go."

Mo Lao stared at the white-robed youth and said.

Zhao Letian is the representative of the true martial arts genius of the Canglang Kingdom, and he is naturally backed by the Canglang Monarch, Murong Shengxiong, and the dean of the Holy Spirit Academy.

"Top ten? Two king-level powerhouses? Tsk tsk, it seems that this kid is really extraordinary, but unfortunately, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. This seat loves to kill human geniuses, the more talented human warriors, The more it can arouse this seat's desire to kill, so today, this son will undoubtedly die. As for you, don't think that there is only a ray of power of the soul here, and this seat can't do anything to you. The means of a king-level powerhouse are far from As far as you can imagine, if you dare to become this seat, you will also die!"

The corner of the white-robed young man's mouth curled up into an evil sneer, and as he spoke, he waved his hand and shot out a strange green light thread, which was so fast that it was impossible to react, and it directly fell into the center of Mo Lao's eyebrows.

Seeing this scene, Mo Lao was shocked and his face changed drastically.

Originally, he thought that this demon king could only kill his ray of soul power at most.

Unexpectedly, that strand of green silk actually made him feel the threat of death.

To make matters worse, the speed of the green silk thread was so fast that he didn't even have any chance to resist, and was directly hit.

"What's going on here, I'm not dead?"

Mo Lao thought that after being hit by the green silk thread, the power of the spirit would disappear immediately, but unexpectedly, in the end, he just lost the ability to move, and his body was controlled by the other party.

"Hey, this seat said, you will definitely die today, how could you only kill this mere wisp of spirit power?"

A strange sneer appeared on the corner of the white-robed youth's mouth.

"Could it be that he can directly attack my body here?"

Mo Lao suddenly turned pale with shock.

At the same time, in the Canglang Kingdom thousands of miles away, in the depths of the Holy Spirit Academy.

Mo Lao's body is retreating in a secret room.

Not long ago, the dean of the Holy Spirit College, who had just been promoted to the monarch level, was wearing a white robe and looked like a fairy, sitting outside the secret room and pouring himself a drink.

"What a strong demonic aura!"

The dean stood up suddenly, looked shocked at the secret room where Mo Lao was retreating, and at the same time smashed the door of the secret room with a palm.

Looking around, I saw a strange green silk thread in the secret room, as if crossing the distance of space, appearing on top of Mo Lao's head out of thin air, about to attack Mo Lao's main brow.

"presumptuous!"

Shocked and angry, the dean let out a deep shout, and shot a sharp sword glow, slashing at the weird green silk thread.

(End of this chapter)