Hearing Mo Wangchen's faint words spread, Chen Ziyun was immediately angry, but in his heart he was extremely surprised.
How is this possible?
With a gentle palm, he neutralized his own Dragon Botian. How could the young man in white in front of him be so powerful?
What made Chen Ziyun feel most unhappy was what Mo Wangchen said after resolving his attack.
Can't take one or three sword moves?
As the young master of the Chen family, he has been extremely talented since he was a child. From the time he started practicing, he swept through all the proud men and never lost a single one.
In Beihuang, under the Holy Son, Chen Ziyun believed that there were not many people who could compare with him.
Even when I came to the Eastern Wasteland, it was the same.
But today, his Holy Technique of Jiaolong Botian was easily neutralized by a boy who didn't know where he came from, and his words contained an extremely disdainful tone, which Chen Ziyun found hard to accept.
"After I suppress you, I will personally consult with Jianyi to see how he can defeat me with three swords!"
Surprised, Chen Ziyun was more angry at Mo Wangchen's disdain. After snorting coldly, he took action again.
"Nine dragons kill the sky!"
He roared angrily, and the divine sea in his body was operating to the extreme at this moment, with overwhelming divine power pouring out as if it were endless.
"roar!"
The roar of the dragon echoed again, and nine rays of green light flew out, turning into nine huge green dragons in the blink of an eye. They merged together, covering the sky and making the void become much darker.
"Suppress me!"
Chen Ziyun shouted angrily, and with a thought, Kowloon came out.
The powerful sense of oppression made everyone present couldn't help but suffocate. The next moment, they saw a nine-headed dragon swooping down with an astonishing and unrivaled momentum, which threatened to kill Mo Wangchen on the spot.
"Bang!"
However, what everyone found unbelievable was that when facing the nine-headed giant dragon charging towards him, Mo Wangchen did the same as before and swatted it away with an understatement.
Kowloon shattered into pieces and turned into a rain of blood floating in the sky. It was simply vulnerable!
"How is that possible?"
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Such a scene had a huge impact on everyone.
Although Chen Ziyun is crazy, he has crazy capital. After all, he is a solid third-level master of the Ancient God Realm. Looking at the four major wilderness areas in the world, among the younger generation, he is enough to look down upon many people.
But now, after performing the two sacred arts passed down by the Chen family, the nine-headed dragon was still smashed to pieces by Mo Wangchen. Who is this young man in white?
"You...who are you?"
Chen Ziyun's face turned pale, and he used two sacred arts in succession, which cost him a lot. However, even though it was his most powerful method, he still couldn't do anything to Mo Wangchen, and was even easily neutralized by the other party.
Until now, he couldn't help but wonder, could this young man in white be the Holy Son from some kind of holy land?
"You don't even know him, but you still dare to suppress Jianyi, the young master of the Zhen family. It's ridiculous."
"Don't you look down on our cultivator in the Eastern Wilderness? He is Mo Wangchen who has been famous recently."
All the Donghuang geniuses present felt very happy and began to ridicule Chen Ziyun. At the same time, they admired Mo Wangchen to the point of incomparable.
This is too powerful, beyond imagination.
During this period, Mo Wangchen became famous all over the world, but not many people actually saw the decisive battle between him and Jian Yi in Yanshen City.
Everyone in the world said that he defeated Jian Yi and was the first person among the younger generation in the Eastern Wasteland who was under the Holy Son.
When many people heard such discussions, they were skeptical and unwilling to believe it.
After all, how could a person who suddenly appeared out of nowhere be so powerful?
However, now, after witnessing the fight between the other party and Chen Ziyun, this suspicion has long since disappeared.
"It's too strong. Facing Chen Ziyun's two sacred arts, Mo Wangchen defeated them with just one slap. With such strength, it is indeed no problem to be called the number one person under the Holy Son."
"It's so domineering. It's a slap in Chen Ziyun's face. I can have such a person in Donghuang, so why worry about not being strong in the future."
For a time, many of the proud men of Donghuang present admired Mo Wangchen to the extreme and were filled with excitement.
"Are you Mo Wangchen?"
Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Chen Ziyun's complexion changed. The charming woman who was also shaken back by Mo Wangchen's pointer also had a much uglier face, but she still couldn't help but said harshly, "Brother Chen just didn't.
I know your identity, so I underestimate the enemy. If we really fight, I will definitely suppress you."
"Isn't that embarrassing enough?"
Just as she finished speaking, a cold snort came from outside the crowd, and Saint Yun Xi walked out, "As a woman, if you don't know how to keep yourself clean, I will be embarrassed for you."
"Who are you? Do you need to take care of my affairs?"
Hearing Saint Yun Xi's words, the charming woman's expression became even more shameful and angry.
"Bang!"
The next moment, Saint Yunxi smacked the opponent with a palm, and the invisible force directly knocked the opponent away, causing him to cough up blood again.
"Who is this again?"
Seeing this, at this moment, not only Chen Ziyun, but also the proud men from the other three realms present, could not help but change their expressions slightly.
Although they did not recognize the identity of Saint Yunxi, judging from the other party's actions alone, this woman was probably also a person of great strength.
"disease!"
A sound of breaking wind sounded from behind, and a rainbow light flashed, approaching the sky above the square in the blink of an eye.
Everyone subconsciously looked up, and when they saw the face of the young man surrounded by rainbow light, they couldn't help but be surprised.
"It's Holy Son Ziji, and he was alarmed."
Many people only felt that their breathing was getting heavier, and there was a huge sense of oppression coming from the body of Holy Son Ziji, which made them feel very uncomfortable.
This is one of the top young kings in the world, the Holy Son of Donghuang. It is obviously difficult for him to remain normal in front of Xing Tianyi.
"Fairy Yunxi, Brother Mo, when you two arrive, why don't you notify us in advance so that Tianyi can come out to greet you?"
Saint Ziji paid no attention to the comments made by everyone in the audience, but instead held his hands towards Mo Wangchen and Saint Yunxi respectively, with a humble and courteous attitude.
"She is Saint Yun Xi?"
Hearing the words of the Holy Son Ziji, Chen Ziyun and the charming woman, including the three domain geniuses present, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, their faces filled with surprise.
"I, Donghuang, and the other proud men of the three regions have almost arrived. They are all gathered in the backyard at the moment. Brother Mo, please come with me, Fairy. I will introduce you one by one." The Holy Son Ziji remained humble and polite as always and said with a smile.
He opened his mouth to invite Mo Wangchen and Saint Yun Xi to the backyard.
The two nodded, but there was no reason to refuse.
"This is...Brother Chen Ziyun from the Chen family in Beihuang? If nothing happens, you can go to the backyard with us." Before leaving, Holy Son Ziji looked back at Chen Ziyun, recognized him, and smiled the same way.
He opened his mouth and invited him very politely.
Chen Ziyun looked ugly. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and turned to leave.
Today's fight with Mo Wangchen did not produce a result, but everyone could see that he had lost, and it was a miserable defeat.
He has no shame to continue to stay here, and now all he can think about is leaving here, not wanting to hear any rumors.