"I know you are not willing to give in, but if you are not willing to give in, go down and complain to the King of Hell!"
Mo Changkong said calmly.
The next moment, he took action.
The terrifying mysterious energy, as black as ink, was wrapped in the palm of his hand and struck Zheng Zhi directly.
In this regard, Zheng Zhi's face was calm, but he did not have the fear of dying.
It's not that he hasn't experienced life and death, but since he can't change it, he might as well face it calmly.
He had tried his best, and that was enough.
Leave the rest to the backstage!
Anyway, he still has a baby sister.
She can't just die without saving her, right?
The wind in the palm is like a knife, and it comes in the blink of an eye.
"call out!"
However, just when the palm surrounded by ink was about to hit Zheng Zhitian's spiritual cap, something unexpected happened.
A golden whip shot through the air.
The fierce palm wind was instantly resolved, and after the palm wind collapsed, there was still the sound of bone cracking.
Mo Changkong backed up crazily, covering his injured arm with a serious look on his face.
And when he saw the golden whip stuck on the ground, he was stunned.
Before he could think about it, a white silhouette slowly fell to the ground and appeared on the square.
The clothes are as white as snow, not stained by dust!
"It's the patron king!"
Among the crowd, I don’t know who spoke first.
In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar.
Backer King!
Mexico’s first genius!
He is also the idol of all the young generation in Mexico.
An existence that the older generation looks up to.
In the field, there were tens of thousands of spectators, all of whom looked at the white man with burning eyes. There was no trace of covet or encroachment in their eyes.
Only respect and worship.
Because the patron king is the pride of everyone in Mo country.
Her excellence made everyone feel ashamed and did not dare to feel the slightest jealousy.
"See my king, long live my king!"
After a brief moment of confusion, there was a roar like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
That kind of respect is not the awe of the inferior when seeing the superior, but respect from the heart.
"Get flat!"
Mo Yunqian's pretty face was calm and her jade hands were slightly raised.
Then, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, he walked up to Zheng Zhi.
"Are you OK?"
His voice was still cold and arrogant, but mixed with a rare tenderness.
Zheng Zhi smiled slightly and shook his head gently.
Then, with a move of his hand, the countless man-eating giant ants that were pestering Qin Yuan were all captured by him into the special ring.
Now that Mo Yunqian is here, what happens next is beyond his control.
On the side, Qin Yuan and Mo Changkong's expressions were extremely ugly.
"You didn't show them the token I gave you?"
Mo Yunqian frowned slightly and asked.
"It showed up! People didn't believe it at all and said I didn't know where I stole it from."
Zheng Zhi spread his hands and expressed helplessness.
Hearing this, Mo Yunqian's face suddenly darkened.
Qin Yuan on the side looked even pale.
A heart sinks to the bottom.
"Mo Changkong, I want an explanation."
Mo Yunqian's beautiful eyes stared at Mo Changkong, and his cold voice echoed.
"Calm down the patron king, I think there must be something wrong..."
Before Mo Changkong opened his mouth, Qin Yuan was the first to speak.
However, before he could finish his words, Mo Yunqian took action.
With a move of his bare hands, the golden whip stuck on the ground flew out instantly and shot towards Qin Yuan.
"Roar!"
The moment the golden whip flew out, a dragon's roar sounded.
A golden dragon shadow bit towards Qin Yuan.
"Whip Intention, Master of Whip Tao?"
Qin Yuan's expression changed drastically.
However, he did not sit still and wait for death.
"Splitting God's Palm!"
Take a step back and strike out with a palm.
The palm is in the shape of a split, with dazzling golden profound energy coiled around it.
As the golden light rose, there was a faint shadow of an ax flashing.
The space is swinging, and the golden whip is coming!
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, deafening.
The golden light was shattered instantly under the golden whip, and a figure also retreated a hundred meters.
The figure is none other than Qin Yuan.
As soon as he stopped, his face turned red and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
And his right hand, which used the God Splitting Palm, was actually covered in cracks, like pieced-together ceramics.
"Bang!"
Qin Yuan just moved slightly, and his arm exploded into pieces and turned into countless blood foam.
The entire right arm was missing.
"hiss!"
There was deathly silence all around!
Countless people took a breath of cold air.
Everyone couldn't believe what they saw with their eyes.
The dignified deputy director of the Moguo Martial Arts Academy, a supremely powerful person in the alchemy realm, could not even take a move from the patron king.
With just one move, Qin Yuan's arm was cut off!
Qin Yuan's eyes were fixed on Mo Yunqian, extremely fearful, and his heart was in turmoil.
He originally thought that even if he couldn't defeat the patron king in his Dan Formation realm, he could still compete with him.
Who knew it would end like this?
Mo Yunqian glanced at Qin Yuan coldly, then turned to Mo Changkong, who was tense and fearful not far away: "You can speak now."
Strong, domineering, and unreasonable.
"Master of Whip Tao, I never thought that you have reached this stage."
Mo Changkong smiled bitterly, feeling powerless in his heart.
That is the despair of common people when facing top geniuses.
Taking a deep breath, he forcibly dispelled the fear in his heart and continued: "But Sister Huang, is it not good for you to do this?"
He has been afraid of Mo Yunqian since he was a child.
This fear has not diminished at all as time has gone by, as age and strength have increased. On the contrary, it has increased day by day.
Seeing that Mo Yunqian remained silent, Mo Changkong gained a little more courage and said: "This son killed the law enforcers of our academy first, and also humiliated the martial arts academy repeatedly. As the dean, in order to maintain the reputation of the martial arts academy, I will
Killing him to clear his name is not wrong, right?"
"Your Excellency, Mr. Dean, since you want to be reasonable, let's do it."
However, before Mo Yunqian could speak, Zheng Zhi smiled and said: "I came to participate in the general election of your martial arts academy and passed three tests in a row. It was you who announced in public that I could not join your martial arts academy. If I didn't join, forget it.
You won’t let me go, is this a fact?”
"As for the law enforcers who killed you, there are so many pairs of eyes looking at them. It was the vice-dean who personally ordered them to kill me, but you didn't seem to care at the time, right?"
As he spoke, Zheng Zhi's eyes gradually became colder, and his tone became a little more serious: "Why, you only allow your people to kill me, and you don't allow me to fight back in self-defense?"
"Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps? Is this the style of the Moguo Martial Arts Academy? Or is this how the Moguo Martial Arts Academy always acts on behalf of the royal family?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Changkong's expression suddenly changed.
This is a bit heartbreaking.
For a moment, the shrewd and sophisticated Mo Changkong didn't know how to answer the question.
Because when Zheng Zhi questioned him like this, no matter how he answered, he was found guilty.
After all, there were not only a few of them, but also tens of thousands of spectators who witnessed the cause and effect.
At this time, Mo Yunqian also slowly spoke: "Mo Changkong, do you think you are very smart?"
"Do you really think I don't know anything about the things you have done behind your back these years?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Changkong's expression changed drastically.
His body was trembling slightly, and his heart was filled with fear. How could he still have any dignity as the dean of the martial arts academy?
Mo Yunqian added: "It is precisely because you are also a member of the royal family that I turn a blind eye. I hope you will take care of yourself."
"I don't care whether you are selfish or ambitious, in short, Mo country cannot be in chaos!"
As the voice fell, Mo Yunqian's beautiful eyes were as sharp as a knife without any pressure.
But the invisible pressure also made it difficult for Mo Changkong to breathe.
"Don't make me kill you!"
"Brother, I know I was wrong."
Having said this, Mo Changkong no longer dared to argue and bowed to admit his mistake.