Chapter 93

"Immortal body, Mo Xinchen!"

"He dared to come? Are you not afraid that the masters of the holy places will go crazy and kill him?"

Not long after Mo Xinchen entered Daoyan, many people around him noticed his existence and looked over.

"Daoyan canonized the Holy Son, why is he here to join in the fun?"

"This person has Dao Yan's holy weapon Ziyang Bow in his hand, probably because he has some deep relationship with Dao Yan." Someone said.

Facing the discussion of the people around, Mo Xinchen didn't pay attention to it.

He walked all the way in and saw many familiar faces.

In addition to Jun Yingxuan, Wang Ruyuan's elder brother Wang Rufeng was also there, as well as Zhou Tong of the Heavenly Saint Physique, and Lei Qianjue of the Immortal Physique.

Almost all the well-known young kings of the Eastern Wilderness came today, gathered in Dao Yan, and at the moment, they were supported by everyone, surrounded by gods, and all of them had good temperaments.

When they saw Mo Xinchen appearing, neither Zhou Tongyi nor Lei Qianjue could help but look over there, and while frowning slightly, they remained silent.

But Wang Rufeng nodded and greeted Mo Xinchen from afar.

The matter of Wang Ruyuan's cultivation in the Heavenly Court has long been known to everyone in the Wang family, so how could Wang Rufeng, the older brother, not know about it?
Moreover, not long ago, Wang Ruyuan sent someone back with a Yunzehua and a letter.

In the letter, Wang Ruyuan also specifically mentioned that Mo Xinchen gave the Wang family the Yunze flower for free.

As for the Heavenly Court, Wang Rufeng and some high-level members of the Wang family wanted to visit it a long time ago, but because they didn't have time.

"Mo Xinchen."

At this moment, a young man blocked Mo Xinchen's way. Judging from the look on his face, he was probably looking for trouble.

"Who are you?" Mo Xinchen glanced at him and said quietly.

"The Holy Land of Chuyun, Zeng Chu River." The young man said.

"Chuyun's disciple?"

Mo Xinchen was startled, but his face remained calm.

If it weren't for being in this Dao Yan, he might have killed the other party already.

"Is this person Zeng Chuhe?"

"One of the ten outstanding disciples of the Chuyun Holy Land, he has a half-step Dao Slashing cultivation base, and he is quite famous on the land of the Eastern Desolation."

"What did he want to stop Mo Xinchen?"

"Whatever he does, we'll just wait and see the good show."

All around, everyone was discussing, and there was a look of interest on their faces.

"Is there something wrong?" Mo Xinchen looked at Zeng Chuhe and said quietly.

"I heard that you got a holy halberd in the Huaiqi Mountains, and Yedi's Township Cauldron under that crypt?" Zeng Chuhe sneered, with an unfriendly expression on his face.

"What does this have to do with you?" Mo Xinchen sneered.

Zeng Chuhe said, "Yedi's legacy is the treasure of our Eastern Wasteland human race. It has been around for a while, and many people have never seen it. Now in front of everyone, why don't you show everyone the Zhenyu tripod?" Look up and look up?"

"Is your brain trapped by the door, or do you have no brains at all?"

Hearing Zeng Chuhe's words, Mo Xinchen looked at him like a fool, "I heard that your Chuyun Holy Land also got a few fragments of ancient imperial weapons, why don't you show them to everyone to admire?"

"The pieces of the imperial weapon are my Chuyun's treasure, so how could they be on me? Besides, they are really in my hands. Such things can't just be shown to others, right?" Zeng Chuhe frowned.

"Isn't that right? The Zhenyu Cauldron belongs to Emperor Ye, and it is also the supreme treasure of the Eastern Desolate Human Race. Now it is in my hands. Why do you say that you have to look at it?" Mo Xinchen said.

"you!"

Zeng Chuhe couldn't help but his face darkened when he heard the words, and after a cold snort, he said, "Mo Xinchen, I advise you to be more sensible, the Holy Master is here today, do you think you can leave Daoyan alive today?"

"Holy Lord Chuyun is here too?"

All around, everyone couldn't help being shocked when they heard the words.

It's no wonder that Zeng Chuhe dared to be so stubborn. It turned out that he was backed by the Holy Master Chuyun.

"Snapped!"

At the same time that everyone was surprised, only a crisp voice sounded, and it reached the ears of everyone in the audience.

Zeng Chuhe let out a scream, and was slapped by Mo Xinchen and flew away, with several teeth broken.

"Even your holy son of Chuyun, Xiang Tianhua, dare not talk to me like that, what are you?"

Mo Xinchen's speed was very fast. With one jump, he came to Zeng Chuhe's eyes, and slapped him out again.

"what!"

Zeng Chuhe screamed again, and was thrown out again. While coughing up blood, he fell heavily on the ground in the distance, and was completely stunned.

"You dare to hit me?!"

When he got up from the ground, a pair of angry eyes stared at Mo Xinchen, his face was extremely ugly.

Previously, others said that Mo Xinchen was arrogant, but he did not expect to be so arrogant.

After learning that the Holy Master Chuyun was also in this Daoyan, he still dared to make such a reckless move, which is simply extremely arrogant!
"Om..."

At the same time as the words fell, a momentum broke out from Zeng Chuhe's body.

He tapped his two fingers together, and suddenly a sword light shone, and the astonishing sword power condensed into a mountain, twisting the void, and the terrifying sword light slashed towards Mo Xinchen out of thin air.

"Crack!"

However, in the face of Zeng Chuhe's sword, Mo Xinchen just stretched out his hand, and he stretched his fingers together, directly destroying the opponent's attack.

"Snapped!"

At the same time, Mo Xinchen flung his body and disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zeng Chuhe's eyes, and slapped him hard on the face again.

"You Chuyun Holy Land won't discipline your disciples, but today I don't mind helping to discipline them."

While speaking, Mo Xinchen slapped Zeng Chuhe several times in succession, stunned Zeng Chuhe, broke several teeth, and lost all face.

"you!"

Zeng Chuhe seemed to want to say something.

"Snapped!"

However, Mo Xinchen didn't let him speak at all, and directly greeted him with a slap.

He shot well and knew how to control his strength. He only humiliated Zeng Chuhe, but didn't knock him out.

Otherwise, with the strength of Mo Xinchen's fairy king body, if he really wanted to slap him with all his strength, it would be impossible for Zeng Chuhe's head not to be blown off.

"stop!"

After a dozen or so slaps in succession, in the distance, a figure swiftly approached and sneered coldly at Mo Xinchen.

"Stop it when you say stop?"

Mo Xinchen was disdainful, judging from the other party's clothes, this was an elder from Chuyun Holy Land.

"Clap clap clap..."

He slapped Zeng Chuhe several more times in succession, making Zeng Chuhe dizzy and already a little delirious.

Mo Xinchen simply threw him out, and fell heavily in front of the elder of the Chuyun Holy Land, and at the same time said softly, "You should be lucky, if it wasn't for Daoyan, you would have died."

(End of this chapter)

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