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Chapter 1237 Burning Spirit Sword

"Du Qianhai, hand over the people who injured Yuan Fei and the two elders of the Qianyuan Sect. As for the grievances between the Du and Wang families, I will come to settle the matter with you later."

In the sky in front of the Du family's door, Wang Yuan stood with his hands behind his hands. His deep eyes seemed to contain a sea of ​​stars. His cultivation level in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm was unabashedly exuding from him, and his aura was very terrifying.

Looking at the entire Wanhong City, those in Tianxian Realm can already be regarded as top masters.

The patriarchs of the two major families were in the early stage of the Celestial Realm before. Now Wang Yuan has been able to break through and his strength has entered the middle stage. This undoubtedly has not broken the balance.

Even within the entire territory of Ningzhou, with his current cultivation level in the middle stage of Immortal Realm, he is definitely considered a first-rate master and cannot be underestimated.

"I hurt the person. If you have any problems, just come to me."

Du Qianhai frowned. Now, he had to stand up no matter what.

Mo Wangchen is not a member of the Du family. If he can take action once, it is already very good. How can he make the other party confess at this moment?

"I don't want to argue too much with you. Handing over the person and letting your daughter marry Yuan Fei will cause ripples in our family. Maybe we can reduce the big issue to a trivial one. Du Qianhai, you are a smart man and you should know what to do.

"

In the air, Wang Yuan sneered, and then continued, "Even if I don't pursue this matter, do you think the Qianyuan Sect will let it go? You, the Du family, still want to cover up the real culprit, so don't overestimate your own capabilities."

"Your son and the two old guys from the Qianyuan Sect were both injured by me. What do you think?"

At this moment, in front of the Du family hall, Mo Wangchen walked out of the crowd and came to the front of Du Qianhai. He raised his eyes slightly and landed on Wang Yuan.

"Although I don't know your identity, if you hurt the elders of the Qianyuan Sect, you are asking for trouble. So just surrender and join me in the Wang family, waiting to be punished. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Wang Yuan's cold eyes glanced at Mo Wangchen, and the cold light in his eyes flashed away.

"Dad, don't talk nonsense with him. Suppress him directly, vent his anger for the child, then cut off his hand and hamstrings, and let the two elders take him back to the Qianyuan Sect to be punished."

On the street not far away, Wang Yuanfei and the two elders of the Qianyuan Sect came towards them. The faces of the three of them were still a little pale. It was obvious that they had been injured in Mo Wangchen's hands and could not recover.

Being knocked away from the Du family by Mo Wangchen's palm, Wang Yuanfei and the other three were filled with anger and wanted to chop each other into pieces.

Now that Wang Yuan, a master in the middle stage of the Celestial Realm, is present, the confidence of the three of them has naturally increased.

"I have sent a message to you two long ago. The sect should have sent experts at this moment. No matter what identity this son is today, he cannot escape. The head of the Wang Yuan family can take action. What will be the consequences? I, the Qianyuan Sect, will not be able to escape."

And bear it.”

The two elders of the Qianyuan Sect also spoke. Mo Wangchen's origin was unknown. Being able to defeat the two of them showed that he was very powerful. Looking at the entire Ningzhou territory, young geniuses with Mo Wangchen's strength were at least

He is a Holy Son comparable to the three major holy places.

Wang Yuan must have been wary of this, fearing that Mo Wangchen had some serious background, so he did not take action immediately. Now that these two elders of the Qianyuan Sect have stepped forward, they are trying to cheer Wang Yuan up, no matter how big things happen.

, are all carried by Qianyuanmen.

"That's good. After Wang captures this person, he will be handed over to the two elders."

High in the sky, Wang Yuan nodded. With the Qianyuan Sect standing behind him, he naturally had no worries anymore.

As one of the three holy places in Ningzhou, the energy possessed by the Qianyuan Gate cannot be underestimated.

Even if Mo Wangchen really has some background, can he still be compared with the Qianyuan Sect?

"Whoosh!"

Just as Wang Yuan finished speaking, he saw Mo Wangchen stepping on the void, and in an instant he also rushed up to the sky not far away from Wang Yuan, standing opposite him.

"The young ones are not good, the old ones have escaped. I have seen this kind of routine too much. In fact, I am too lazy to waste time on you, but as long as I am here, no matter it is your Wang family or the Qianyuan Sect, don't even think about it.

Nothing about the Du family."

Mo Wangchen stood up out of thin air, his eyes falling lightly on Wang Yuan.

"I heard that you are also in the middle stage of the Celestial Realm. You are quite courageous. But don't forget, this is Ningzhou. If you offend the Qianyuan Sect, you won't end up well. If you just surrender and be captured, you might be able to eat less.

suffering."

Wang Yuan sneered, feeling fearless in his heart. With the Qianyuan Sect as a behemoth backing the Wang family, even if Mo Wangchen was the holy son of a holy land, there was no way he could leave safely.

"Then there's nothing more to say. Since the Wang family wants to disappear from Wanhong City, I naturally don't mind helping you." Mo Wangchen said lightly.

"Arrogant!"

Wang Yuan snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes, the cold light flashed away, and there was a hint of murderous intention in his eyes, "Even if you are the Holy Son from another continent's Holy Land, you are just a fierce dragon crossing the river, and you still want to compete with my Wang family.

, Qianyuan Sect is against us, we don’t know whether to live or die!”

After saying that, he took action directly, spitting out colorful rays of light, which contained infinite terrifying power, and turned into an ancient bell, like a mountain in the sky, pressing towards Mo Wangchen.

"Bang!"

Mo Wangchen stood on the spot, clenched his fist, and punched it out in the air casually.

In an instant, the ancient bell transformed by the colorful rays of light was shattered by his powerful fist wind. At the same time, Mo Wangchen stepped out and forced himself towards Wang Yuan.

He didn't walk very fast, but every step he took was like the resonance of the great road, causing the city to be alarmed, and the hearts of everyone watching around him to tremble inexplicably.

"Um?"

Wang Yuan frowned, being able to neutralize his attack so lightly showed that Mo Wangchen's strength exceeded his expectations.

"It seems that you do have some ability, but if you want to compete with me, you should go back and practice for ten years."

After finishing his words, Wang Yuan opened his big hand, and then a black heavy sword appeared in his hand. At this moment, the majestic momentum swept across like a turbulent wave, and a mountain-like sword pressure enveloped the entire place.

Everyone present could not help but be shocked.

"It's the ancestral weapon of the Wang family, the Burning Spirit Sword!"

Someone exclaimed, recognizing the black heavy sword held in Wang Yuan's hand, "In the extremely distant ancient times, a god once appeared in the Wang family, and this Burning Spirit Sword was personally sacrificed by the ancestor of the Wang family.

Ruo Wanjun, it is said that it has killed several ancient gods with its sword and drank the blood of gods!"

"Is it the ancestral artifact of the Holy Path..."

Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes and also felt the wisps of divine power of the Great Dao emitted from the black heavy sword. This sword must be made of the blood of the ancient gods. It is extremely powerful and is far more powerful than ordinary ancestral weapons of the Holy Dao.

A lot.


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