Immemorial Paragon

"No, if I play against them, it will be a bit bullying."

For Zhuge Yuncai's suggestion, Mo Qingyun waved with a smile, and instinctively rejected it.

When I saw Dongfang Zixi and others just now, Mo Qingyun felt their cultivation and roughly guessed their strength.

After playing against the gods, Mo Qingyun had no interest in the opponents of God Emperor.

At present, he and the people who cultivate in the realm of the Emperor are basically crushing each other, which is indeed a bit bullying.

How many of Mo Qingyun's strength was unknown to Zhuge Yuncai. When he heard such words, he instinctively felt that he was talking big.

However, a few people in Zhuge Yun thought that Mo Qingyun was unwilling to take any action.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's unwillingness to take a shot, Zhuge Yun was a little disappointed, but said nothing.

"I'll go play."

Seeing that Mo Qingyun was unwilling to show his hand, Zhuge Yun couldn't wait to find someone to discuss it.

For him, this was an opportunity to perform in front of Dongzi Zixi, and he could not afford to waste it.

"Will that come and practice?"

Only after Zhuge Yun came to the place where he was studying, he showed his provocative eyes and glanced at the people around him.

What kind of strength Zhuge Yun has, most of the people around are clear, so no one came out to fight.

After everyone looked at each other for a while, one stepped out of the crowd and slowly approached Zhuge Yun, saying, "Since everyone didn't do anything, let me ask for advice."

This man walks around with magical energy and imposing momentum, which makes the people around him tremble, not only glaring at him, but gesticulating.

"It's so cold, and under his shroud, I actually have a feeling of death."

"This man has never spoken since he came here. I don't know what it is?"

"I have some impressions of him, as if they were following the Taixing Mozong. They are said to be the disciples of Taixing Mozong's ancestors."

"The ancestor of Taixing Mozong is actually a deity, and it seems that this person is also extraordinary. I am afraid that Zhuge Yun will suffer."

...

The crowd commented.

At this moment, when everyone was talking about that young man, Mo Qingyun looked at him slightly.

He faintly felt a familiar breath from the other side, as if he had felt it somewhere.

"Strange, there seems to be ..."

Mo Qingyun was surprised, he didn't say any more, and observed it silently.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's response, Dong Xizi's Xiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked curiously, saying, "Mr. Mo, what's wrong? What do you see?"

"No!"

Mo Qingyun shook his head and said nothing.

Mo Qingyun thought about it, and decided to remind Zhuge Yuncai, saying, "Brother Yuncai, that person is not simple. It may be different from the exercises you practice. Don't underestimate the enemy."

Mo Qingyun's reminder made Zhuge Yuncai look faint, but didn't take it too seriously, and said, "Thank you for reminding me, if he has some means, it will be interesting to learn it."

Seeing Zhuge Yuncai's attitude, Mo Qingyun said nothing.

Anyway, everyone just has a discussion, even if Zhuge Yun is not against each other, there will not be much danger.

Under the attention of Mo Qingyun, the man came to Zhuge Yuncai and said, "Three moves, if you can survive three moves in my hands, my sword will be given to you."

"However, if I do my best, I may not be able to control my strength. If you still have time to admit defeat, I hope you consider it clearly."

In this way, from the population, the expression of the people around them changed greatly, and they realized that something seemed wrong.

"God ... the sword of God's honor, this man has such confidence."

"Looking at his posture, it seems that he will have to fight with Zhuge Yuncai."

"I remember, this guy seems to be called Shangguan Xingyue, it seems that Shangguan Ping Ce brought him to the Hui nationality, and was later watched by Taixing Demon ancestors."

"In this case, he came out to fight Zhuge Yuncai, and it was supposed to be an excuse for Shang Guanping."

...

Seeing the two Zhuge Yuncai ahead, the performance of everyone around them was tense.

The identities of the two are extraordinary. If something goes wrong, I am afraid it is not easy to explain.

At this moment, not only the people around him were shocked, but even Mo Qingyun's expression when he saw Shangguan Xingyue's behavior became dignified.

However, Mo Qingyun did not persuade immediately, but decided to observe it first.

"Huh! Since you're sending the magic soldier, how can I not accept it."

Zhuge Yun snorted, and he took out a writing brush and took the lead in attacking Shangguan Xingyue.

Seeing Zhuge Yuncai's actions, Shangguan Xingyue sneered and said, "It turns out that you only have this method, it's really disappointing, dead."

When Shangguan Xingyue spoke, a horrifying force quickly condensed on his sword, turning it into a dreadful sword horn.

The sword awn felt like a small world composed of sword qi. The sword qi collapsed, the rules lingered, and the momentum was vertical and horizontal.

"not good!"

Seeing the power of Shangguan Xingyue's sword, Mo Qingyun's expression suddenly disappeared, and he shouted to Zhuge Yuncai immediately: "Brother Yuncai, after retreating, he is an ancient demons strong."

When Mo Qingyun spoke, he showed no hesitation, and the figure rushed forward.

"Boy, you're alert enough, but unfortunately it was too late."

Looking at Mo Qingyun nearing the speed, Shangguan Xingyue smiled yin and slashed down towards Zhuge Yun.

Following this, if the potential to cut off the everlasting black sword-mang, it will be cut to Zhuge Yuncai with the potential of transcending the void.

"Cousin, be careful!"

"No, let's retreat!"

Looking at the might of the sword, Dongfang Zixi and Fu Yunyao were both shocked and retreated toward the rear.

They can all see that the sword power of Shangguan Xingyue is enough to kill them all.

Seeing the sword power of Shangguan Xingyue, not only Dongfang Zixi and Fu Yunyao backed down, but also everyone else who looked around looked back.

"Break me!"

In the face of that horrible swordmang, Zhuge Yun realized that there was no way back, that was to choose a hard-wired connection.

With a wave of golden writing brush in his hand, the runes on it shone and glowed like a star in the sky, shining in the void.

Thirty-six rune stars formed a large array quickly and resisted towards Jianmang.

Booming ...

Jianmang chopped on the large array, and a loud noise erupted immediately, and the light shone straight into the sky.

At the same time, a terrifying storm of power broke out from it, raging around.

The storm swept extremely fast, and Zhuge Yun was swallowed up in a blink of an eye, causing him to fly upside down.

Suffering from the strong impact of the storm, Zhuge Yun immediately vomited blood, his face pale, and his breath was floating, apparently suffering a minor injury.

At this moment, Mo Qingyun's figure flickered and came to him, blocking the storm.

Seeing that Zhuge Yuncai was seriously injured, he had no worries about his life, and Mo Qingyun's hanging heart dropped a little.

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