After walking alone in Taifeng City for two days, Mo Wangchen saw many acquaintances.
Saint Yunxi, Saint Ziji, Zhen Ming and other proud men from the Eastern Wilderness.
He did not show up to meet me, but kept hiding in the dark, waiting for the assessment to begin.
The Holy Son of Tianwu has also arrived, the immortal sword body of Donghuang. Many people say that he is the only human divine body in the world that can compete with the ancient clan.
With the sword formation, he can cut down all things in the world. The Holy Son of Heavenly Martial Arts gives people a strong and sharp feeling.
This was the first time that Mo Wangchen saw each other. Even the recently established Saint Xuantian and Saint Son Tianwu did not appear.
Xianqiongju!
The most prosperous restaurant in Taifeng City is the property of an ancient family in the city.
In recent times, due to the rapid increase in cultivators in Taifeng City, Xianqiongju is naturally overcrowded every day.
On this day, Mo Wangchen came here.
"It is rumored that there is a god in the East Barren who can be compared with the Immortal Sword Body. Who is called Mo Wangchen? He defeated the leader of the Seven Swords of Tianwu and is now known as the first person under the Holy Son of the East Barren.
Knowing that the Divine Bell appears this time, will he come?"
"After a hundred years of reversal, who can resist the temptation? Mo Wangchen's arrival is not surprising. It's just that with so many heroes gathering in Taifeng City, a rising star is obviously not good enough. It's too difficult to win the first place."
"Let me tell you, is there no one in the Eastern Wilderness? Even a kid who appears out of nowhere can look down upon all the proud men under the Holy Son?" There was a genius from the Western Wilderness who was disdainful.
Mo Wangchen had just walked into the Xianqiong Residence and before he sat down, he heard a lot of people talking. When he heard someone talking about himself, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, but he didn't want to pay attention to it. During this period, if
Naturally, I have heard a lot of such words.
If you have to worry about it every time, how can you manage it?
"Let's not talk about Mo Wangchen. As the leader of the Seven Swords of Tianwu, Jianyi has mastered half a volume of Tianwu Sword Art. Everyone knows his strength. If he can defeat him, how can Mo Wangchen be ordinary? It's your turn to comment here.
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And just when he found an empty seat to sit down, he suddenly heard a faint female voice coming from a seat by the window not far away.
Mo Wangchen was startled at first and felt that the voice was somewhat familiar. Then he turned his eyes and looked, and sure enough, it was a woman in a gray dress, the young pavilion master from Donghuang Baibao Pavilion, Mu Ling!
"I just made a few casual comments. Isn't this girl's tone too harsh?" The genius from Xihuang couldn't help but frown. His name was He Qiming. He came from the He family of Xihuang's ancient martial arts, and he was a direct descendant.
"You said I have no one in the Eastern Wasteland. What qualifications do you have to say this?" Mu Ling turned to look at the other person and spoke calmly.
Hearing that Mu Ling claimed to be from Donghuang, He Qiming smiled disdainfully, "What does it have to do with you whether I am qualified or not?"
"Everyone knows that of the four wild regions in the world, you, the Western Wilderness, are the weakest. You, a mere member of a noble family, dare to comment on me, the proud son of the Eastern Wilderness, here. Don't you think your tone is a bit arrogant?" Mu Ling said.
"Bang!"
Hearing this, He Qiming shattered the table in front of him with one palm, stood up and said, "If you want to stand up for the younger generation of Donghuang, you can come and try. I won't show mercy just because you are a girl.
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How could He Qiming, a dignified man, be able to hold back being targeted like this by a woman? He immediately spoke in anger.
"Buzz..."
The shepherd sneered, raised his hand and pointed out, the invisible finger light mixed with a vast divine power penetrated the void and shot out.
"ah!"
The next moment, screams were heard, blood spattered, and the finger pierced He Qiming's left arm, causing him to fly backwards and he couldn't help coughing up blood.
"With this little ability, what qualifications do you have to look down on anyone?" Mu Ling retracted his finger and said calmly.
"you!"
He Qiming's expression changed drastically, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes. Who is this woman? She was so terrifying when he pointed out who she was. With his strength at the peak of the second level of the Ancient God Realm, he didn't even have time to react.
Everyone around was slightly surprised, but they were just a little surprised by Mu Ling's strength. This kind of thing has happened frequently in Taifeng City recently, and many people have long been used to it.
After all, it would be really strange if something didn't happen if wizards from the four realms gathered in the city today.
"Do you have no one in the Western Wilderness? With your strength, you dare to judge the people in the Eastern Wilderness here." Mu Ling asked the other party in the same words.
"This girl, He Qiming is just a child of a noble family. How can He De and represent me in the Western Wilderness? I am not talented, but I would like to learn the methods of your proud son of the Eastern Wilderness."
At this moment, not far behind Mu Ling, also at the window, a man holding a fan smiled and spoke.
"Li Yuantian!"
He Qiming turned his eyes away, and when he saw the man's appearance clearly, his expression changed.
"Li Yuantian? The Emerald Holy Son?!"
Hearing what he called the man, everyone present couldn't help but exclaimed.
Although Xihuang is the weakest of the four regions in the world, it also has two major holy places coexisting, and the Ascension Holy Land is one of them.
The Holy Son of Ascension, Li Yuantian, practiced the Art of Ascension and became famous throughout the world at an early age. He was one of the top kings among the younger generation in the world.
"Isn't it that the Feathered Saint Son is overage? He has been in Taoism for nearly 4,000 years and is no longer able to participate in this assessment, yet he has come to the Southern Wilderness?" Someone was curious and couldn't help but ask.
"I'm not here to take the test for the Divine Bell. It's rare for the proud men from the four regions to gather together. It would be a pity not to participate in such a grand gathering. I am determined to pursue martial arts, and I have no rivals in the Western Wilderness, so I want to take this opportunity to compete with the East and South.
, the geniuses from the three great wastelands of the north compete in debate." Li Yuantian said with a faint smile.
His age is beyond the scope of the assessment. He came to Southern Wilderness this time just because the proud men from the four regions gathered together, which made him feel itchy.
"It is rumored that Li Yuantian defeated Holy Son Feihong three years ago and is now the real number one among the younger generation in the Western Wilderness!" Someone said in surprise.
The two holy places in the Western Wilderness are Yuhua and Feihong.
In that battle three years ago, Holy Son Feihong was defeated, and now Holy Son Feihong is indeed invincible in the Western Wilderness.
If he came to the Southern Wasteland to see the strength of the younger generation from the other three major wastelands, it would not be difficult to understand.
"My trip to the Southern Wilderness is for assessment, and I don't want to waste too much energy with you."
Mu Ling looked at the other party, frowned slightly, then shook his head and spoke after a moment.
This is a strong opponent, the true number one king of the younger generation in Xihuang. If they really fight, it will have a great impact on his participation in the assessment in the near future.
"That's really a pity. It's rare to meet someone who can interest me." Li Yuantian chuckled, not embarrassed, there was just a trace of regret in his eyes.
"Just now, the girl started to defend Mo Wangchen. You are both from Donghuang, so you must know each other. I am also interested in him. I have wanted to learn from him early in the morning. I wonder if the girl can invite him to fight for me. Of course, this is just
Let's end the friendly fight." Li Yuantian spoke again, his expression looking sincere.
Hearing this, Mu Ling smiled and said, "Then you'd better ask him yourself."
After saying that, she suddenly turned her gaze to a certain location and said with a smile, "Since Brother Mo is here, why don't you show up and let everyone see him?"
Everyone was startled when they heard the words, and then turned their eyes and saw a man in white sitting there, who could it be if it wasn't Mo Wangchen.
Mo Wangchen was stunned at first, but soon realized it. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. It turned out that Mu Ling had discovered him early in the morning.