Even if he had the intention, he would have no hope.
Before the seeds germinate, they must be uprooted and removed completely.
As long as he dares, she will get rid of him.
Besides, you can no longer surpass Yunlou in strength, let alone try to seize the throne.
Listening to these words, the anger in Yun Cang's heart increased to another level. He clenched his fists tightly and his veins bulged. He tried hard to control the anger in his heart to prevent himself from doing anything impulsively.
Although angry, this is indeed a fact.
Yunlou's current strength seems to have surpassed him. When did all this start?
I always thought that I was sure of victory and there would be no danger. I took every precaution and guarded against the other two major families. Now I suddenly realized that the biggest danger and enemy was around me.
Mu Hanyue turned around and looked at the two people on the referee's bench, her eyes rested on Qi Yan of the Meteor God Pavilion, and she pursed her lips slightly: "I don't know when the Lord of the Meteor God Pavilion will come in person, but I really want to meet him."
Qi Yan sneered, with arrogance in his eyes: "How can the palace master be someone you and other little people can just meet on sight?"
Listening to that tone, that condescending tone, it was clear that Mu Hanyue was not taken seriously.
To put it bluntly, in his eyes, Mu Hanyue was just a newly rising family, and he was from the Meteor God Pavilion.
You know, Meteor God Pavilion can be said to be the king here.
"Yes, the master of the palace is not visible to others, so we have no chance to see him." When we are destined to see him, it will be his death.
Qi Yan was so angry that he slapped the table and stood up: "How reckless!" The strong aura and powerful force struck in all directions, shocking everyone present.
Qi Yan looked at Mu Hanyue coldly, with a hint of chill in his dark eyes: "The Meteor God Pavilion is not a competition ground, nor is it a place for you to run wild. Today you have repeatedly challenged the majesty of the Meteor God Pavilion.
The Lord is disrespectful, do you know that you are seeking death?"
His eyes were squinting at Qi Yan, his eyes were cold, and a hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of his mouth: "Just saying that is an act of seeking death. If I kill you today, will there be no possibility of survival?"
Qi Yan yelled angrily: "How dare you!"
"Not only do I dare to say it, I also dare to do it!" As these cold words disappeared, white light flashed, and a terrifying force quickly attacked Qi Yan. Before anyone could see clearly what was going on, Qi Yan
He had been knocked away and his body fell heavily to the ground.
"Go back and tell your palace master that my name is Mu Hanyue, and ask him to remember to come to me and be waiting for you at any time!" The corner of his mouth traced an evil curve, his voice was very cold, and his eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up and flew towards the audience, came to Jun Moye, and smiled gently at him.
Jun Moye smiled softly, his charming voice full of chong = drowning, and his purple eyes narrowed slightly: "Xiao Yue'er, next time we should fight quickly."
You shouldn't waste so much time on this.
Although, he has always known that she likes to play and handle things this way.
Qi Yan slowly climbed up from the ground with difficulty, a sweet smell passed through his throat, he coughed lowly, his back stiffened slightly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
He raised his head and looked at the man and woman under the stage. His fingers were like claws, deeply embedded in his flesh, but he felt no pain.
No one dared to treat him like this, and no one dared to disobey the Meteor God Pavilion and openly oppose the Meteor God Pavilion.