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Chapter 868 Killing Zhou Jing!

"You can't kill me!"

Looking at the smile on Mo Wangchen's face, it became even weirder.

Zhou Jing's eyes were full of fear. At this moment, he had no doubt that Mo Wangchen really wanted to kill him.

"hehe……"

However, facing Zhou Jing's words, Mo Wangchen smiled again.

The energy fluctuations in the palm that was touching the opponent's head became even more terrifying.

It seemed that as long as he pressed down slightly, Zhou Jing would end up with his body and soul destroyed on the spot.

"Brother Mo!"

But at this moment, behind the two of them, a divine rainbow quickly flew over.

The person who came was none other than the Holy Son of Tianwu, Leng Yun!

The rainbow around him gradually faded away, and Leng Yun was seen frowning, his eyes falling on Mo Wangchen.

After two breaths of silence, he finally spoke, "Can you give me a piece of thin noodles and let him go?"

Everyone in the place was silent. The moment they heard Leng Yun's words, everyone's faces couldn't help but be surprised.

Everyone was confused as to why Leng Yun would plead for Zhou Jing. The two of them didn't have much interaction on weekdays, right?

Moreover, although Zhou Jing is the chief disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, at this moment, his status is far inferior to that of a true Son of Saint like Leng Yun.

"He just killed me."

Looking at Leng Yun, Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart. After being silent for a while, he continued to speak, "If I hadn't been stronger than him, I would have died in his hands at this moment. Brother Leng asked me

Let him go?"

Hearing this, Leng Yun also frowned. Just as Mo Wangchen said, Zhou Jing's attack on Mo Wangchen just now showed murderous intent.

If Mo Wangchen hadn't relied on his own powerful strength, he might have been a corpse at this moment.

"Brother Mo, among the seven major martial arts alliances, our Xuanwu Alliance ranks at the bottom. Although Zhou Jing has made mistakes, he will not die. And with his talent, he may not be able to become a being comparable to the Holy Son in the future. If he died here today,

, is undoubtedly a loss to our Xuanwu Alliance!"

Leng Yun and Mo Wangchen had just been in contact for a short time, and he didn't know each other's personality, but he could also tell that Mo Wangchen was the kind of person who wouldn't offend others unless they offended others.

If Zhou Jing hadn't touched his bottom line, he wouldn't have ended up like this today, with his life in the hands of others.

"Wrong is wrong. In my opinion, there is no such thing as a crime that will not lead to death. He has touched my bottom line."

Mo Wangchen looked at Leng Yun, and after a while he shook his head and said.

Everyone around was silent, and they were really shocked in their hearts. Mo Wangchen secretly thought that he didn't know how to praise him.

As the Holy Son of Leng Yuntianwu, no matter where he went in the past, all parties had to treat him with extreme caution. Once upon a time, he interceded for a person. How dare anyone refuse to give him such a little face?

But today, everyone saw with their own eyes that in Mo Wangchen's case, the so-called face of the Holy Son Tianwu seemed to be somewhat worthless.

"Mo Wangchen, do you know what it means to kill me?"

Leng Yun begged for mercy for himself, which made Zhou Jing's courage suddenly grow bigger. The fear in his eyes turned into anger. He looked at Mo Wangchen and said, "The details of the Ten Holy Lands are beyond your imagination. Don't think so."

If you know Master Zhang, he can keep you safe and sound. I am the most promising genius in the Yanhuang Divine Sect in the past thousand years to achieve the position of Holy Son!"

The Holy Son, no matter which force he is placed in, is an indispensable 'treasure'. If Zhou Jing is really killed by Mo Wangchen here today, the Yanhuang Divine Sect will definitely be furious. Facing the anger of a holy land, they will

Who can really bear it?

Even Zhang Mingyuan may not dare to attack easily!

Mo Wangchen fell silent. He was indeed thinking about how to deal with the other party. In fact, he had been a little undecided. After all, the matter was of great importance. If Zhou Jing was really killed, what would be involved would be a legacy.

A powerful force that lasts for thousands of years.

He had just arrived in the Daluo Heaven Realm and had not yet established a firm foothold. To be honest, Mo Wangchen did not want to take such a risk.

"Letting me go is your wisest choice. Mo Wangchen, although you are powerful, don't forget that in this world, the ones who really have the right to speak are those who have inherited the transcendental spirit for a long time.

exists, and the Yanhuang Divine Sect is one of them."

Seeing the hesitation in Mo Wangchen's eyes, Zhou Jing became more courageous. He expected that due to the existence of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, Mo Wangchen would not dare to do anything to him at this moment.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone in the audience, Mo Wangchen's big hand that was resting on Zhou Jing's head slowly raised.

Seeing such a scene, Zhou Jing sneered, "Those who know the current affairs are heroes, don't forget Chen, you don't dare to kill me because you are afraid, because if you kill me, the Yanhuang Divine Sect will definitely send strong men to kill you.

If I die, you can't live."

"Hahaha, this is the fate that the weak should accept. Just wait. When I complete my magical power, you will be the first person to die in my hands. I will use your blood to create my Flame Phoenix Holy Son.

position."

Zhou Jing's words were extremely arrogant, and he seemed to be anti-customer.

"I originally planned to let you go, but unfortunately, what you just said has completely determined your fate."

Just when Zhou Jing's words had just finished, Mo Wangchen's cold voice sounded again. The palm that had been withdrawn long ago no longer hesitated at this moment, and the energy surged, stirring up the general situation in all directions.

Under the incredible gazes of everyone in the audience, Mo Wangchen's palm smacked Zhou Jing's Tianling Cap down!

"Bang!"

The blood mist exploded, and Zhou Jing's head was smashed into pieces by Mo Wangchen.

"this……"

There was silence all around, and everyone could not help but widen their eyes, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

"Zhou Jing is dead!"

"Oh my god, the great disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, the genius who was about to be canonized as the Holy Son, was actually beheaded in the Valley of the Divine King today!"

After a brief silence, when Zhou Jing's headless body fell from the sky, everyone present finally recovered from the shock.

All of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces, gasping for air and looking at Mo Wangchen in horror.

"Brother Mo, we are in big trouble now..."

Not far away from the opposite side, Leng Yun frowned. It was obvious that he had never expected that Mo Wangchen would actually take action.

This scene happened so suddenly that he wanted to stop it, but Mo Wangchen's attack was too fast. When he reacted, he found that it was already too late.

"You...don't forget Chen! How dare you kill senior brother Zhou Jing!"

From the ground below, a deep roar came rolling in with anger.

The person who spoke was surprisingly the two disciples of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect who accompanied Zhou Jing here, the two people who had been injured by Mo Wangchen and Tianyang Tower before.

"Zhou Jing wants to kill me first. Death is not a pity. If you have any objections, you can come up. I don't mind and kill you two as well."

Mo Wangchen stood in the sky, his white clothes fluttering, and his indifferent voice reached everyone's ears.


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