Everyone discussed that as time went by, more and more cultivators gathered in Nanyang City.
As night fell, Mo Wangchen and the three of them sat down to talk to each other at the Ruiyun Pavilion. It was a pleasant experience.
"Brother Mo, Xuanyin is the son of the Holy Emperor after all. Not long ago, Qin Youshi came to send a message, which undoubtedly did not express Xuansheng Emperor's attitude. Are you really determined to take action against Xuanyin?"
The moonlight is particularly bright today. Nanyang City is a city that never sleeps. In addition, the wind and clouds gather here now, making the nights here become more lively.
However, compared to the bustling scene in the city, the Ruyun Pavilion at this moment seems much cleaner.
Hearing Mu Xi's words, Mo Wangchen put down the wine glass in his hand, "The beauty is in trouble, and now her whereabouts are unknown. Although I seem to be leisurely, who knows the worries in my heart, whether it is the saint's son or the emperor's son?
, I will help her get back the suffering Yu Rou has suffered bit by bit."
Under the night, Mo Wangchen's deep eyes flashed with an astonishing murderous intention.
In the battle that day, Holy Son Tianji, Tang Yongming, Holy Son Xingyun, and Xuanyin teamed up to besiege Meng Yurou. These four people were the most unforgivable to Mo Wangchen.
"Brother Mo has the body of a god king, which is the best physique of our human race in ancient and modern times. It should be said that the physical body is unparalleled. You are worried in your heart. The two of us can feel it to some extent, but after all, you are still too weak now."
Tian Xinzhi also spoke. She looked at Mo Wangchen. After sighing, she continued, "The forces from all directions are coming together, which is enough to sweep away any force in the Xuanwu League. With your potential, why don't you go to the Immortality Domain and practice hard for a few days?"
After a while, the king will return, and it won't be too late to settle accounts with them."
"I know that I am weak and unable to shake the Holy Lands and the Ancient Martial Family, but I cannot ignore Yurou's matter. Now, I just want to ask for some price from them first. After this battle, I will leave
Xuanwu Alliance."
Mo Wangchen spoke calmly, looking at the bright moon in the sky. Now, the beauty's safety is still unclear. If he leaves like this, he will be unwilling to do so. He will eventually collect some interest from the eight major forces.
"Brother Mo..."
Mu Xi opened his mouth and was about to continue saying something.
But suddenly, Mo Wangchen stood up and looked into the distance, "After waiting for half a month, the first guest is finally here..."
Hearing this, Mu Xi and Tian Xinzhi were both shocked. They also stood up from where they were and looked along where Mo Wangchen's eyes were.
"disease!"
I saw, in the distant sky, under the dark night, a divine rainbow rushing towards me at an extremely fast speed.
This is the figure of a young man. He is dressed in black brocade clothes, with unruly black hair, fluttering in the wind, and arrives in an instant.
"Tang Yongming!"
The arrival of the man was not only seen by Mo Wangchen and the other three, but also many cultivators in Nanyang City.
"That day, he was one of the four people who besieged Meng Yurou. Unexpectedly, he was the first one to come!"
Everyone in the city was shocked. Tang Yongming's appearance spread quickly and completely. Almost at the same time, a large number of figures flew across Nanyang City, all heading towards Ruyun Pavilion.
Everyone knows that with the appearance of Tang Yongming, Nanyang City will no longer be peaceful tonight!
"It seems that you are in a good mood, and you are actually drinking here."
High in the sky, Tang Yongming stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes like torches, looking down at Mo Wangchen.
This is the absolute top powerhouse among the younger generation of the Xuanwu League, and his strength is far above that of ordinary saints.
"This is the funeral wine for you. I drank it in advance to send you off on your way."
Crowds surged around, and almost all the cultivators in Nanyang City gathered here. In the night wind, Mo Wangchen stood in front of the ruins of Ruyun Pavilion. He looked at Tang Yongming high in the sky. Although his words were light, he spoke
The tension in the scene reached its peak in an instant.
"Are you so confident that you will definitely be my opponent?"
High in the sky, Tang Yongming smiled calmly, but in his deep eyes, there was a flash of Ling Ran's murderous intent.
"My defeated general dares to pose like this in front of me, get out of here!"
Suddenly, Mo Wangchen gave a cold shout, and endless holy light erupted all around him, and his big hand reached out from the sky.
The next moment, the general situation in the night rolled like a wave, which was extremely shocking. A big empty hand appeared in the sky, and it was as bright as the bright moon, shrouding the top of Tang Yongming's head, seeming to have infinite power, pressing down hard.
"I have been waiting for this battle for a long time..."
Tang Yongming took a deep breath, and suddenly a shocking murderous intent burst out in his eyes. In the ancient ruins of the past, he was captured alive by Mo Wangchen. This has always been a grudge in his heart that he cannot let go.
"Don't forget Chen, I will let you know today that even though you have unparalleled potential, how weak you will be in the face of absolute strength."
After finishing his words, Tang Yongming pointed his finger in the distance and spoke lightly.
"Crack!"
In an instant, the sharp finger light turned into the light of the holy sword and slashed through the air.
"Boom!"
The big hand of the void was cut in half, turned into boundless air waves, and collapsed.
"Has the God-King Body officially fought against a Saint-Son-level powerhouse after all?"
"Among the younger generation of the Xuanwu League, Tang Yongming's strength can definitely be ranked among the top ten. As early as seven years ago, he had entered the True Immortal Realm. Now his strength is unpredictable. Although Mo Wangchen is powerful, he may not be able to do it.
It’s hard to be Tang Yongming’s opponent.”
"Yes, not long ago, although he killed more than 20 people from the eight major forces, but really speaking, even the elders of the True Immortal Realm, in front of Tang Yongming, are not even a little bit different in strength. In this battle, don't forget Chen is afraid
It is destined to fail."
In the city, everyone was talking about it. They did not deny the potential of the God King Body, but after all, Mo Wangchen had not been able to fully grow up. Now, it would be too reluctant for him to face off against a genius at the level of a Saint Son.
"Even though my strength is far inferior to yours, today, I will let you see what a true pride is. Your so-called pride is worthless in front of me. What can a true fairyland do? Let's see how I can break it today.
According to the ancient law, I will kill you with my cultivation in the middle stage of Xuxian Realm!"
Mo Wangchen laughed loudly, his words sounded extremely arrogant, but in his arrogance, there was also a kind of self-confidence that was arrogant in the world.
There was no fear on his face, and the momentum around him surged. In an instant, his body jumped into the air, and the God King Dao Armor was released without reservation at this moment.
"Lingtian Seal!"
Reaching the same height as Tang Yongming, Mo Wangchen shot out a palm in the air, and the supreme holy light glowed in his palm, like a pillar of heaven, penetrating the void and striking towards where Tang Yongming was.
This move of Ling Tian Seal was more terrifying than anything Mo Wangchen had ever performed before.
Not only does it draw the power of the godhead within his body, this move of Lingtian Seal also contains the True Fighting Technique that he has not used for a long time. Its power is already comparable to the most powerful blow of an ordinary master of the True Immortal Realm!