Who dares to insult the Royal Martial Arts Court?

Everyone was shocked and quickly turned their heads to look.

I saw a white figure suddenly appearing in the scene.

No one knows when he came, as if he had just appeared, and it seemed that he had been there all the time.

This is a middle-aged man in white and black swords.

The white clothes are fluttering, ethereal and ethereal.

The black sword is like a mountain, with a restrained sharpness.

The middle-aged man is about forty years old, but he has white hair and his eyebrows are filled with sadness.

Gululu!

I saw a middle-aged man holding a wine gourd in his hand and pouring a mouthful of wine from time to time. The wine was filled with fragrance and was drunk.

"He is Mo Xingyun from Qingyun Martial Arts Court!"

A scream sounded, and the man was recognized.

Don’t move!

The current president of Qingyun Wu Daoyuan!

He is also a powerful sword cultivator.

However, Qingyun Wu Daoyuan has long declined, and Mo Xingyun is just a commander with a bareback!

But with him there, Qingyun Wu Daoyuan is still there.

One person and one sword.

Supporting the Qingyun Martial Arts Court, which is about to go bankrupt!

"Mo Xingyun, why are you doing in my Royal Martial Arts Court?"

Xu Wuya's eyes narrowed and he spoke in a deep voice.

Although he is also a strong man in the Heavenly King Realm, he is quite different from Mo Xingyun.

Ten years ago.

Mo Xingyun faced off with Jiang Taixu, the current president of the Royal Martial Arts Academy, and it was a peak battle.

At that time, Mo Xingyun, with the strength of the seventh level of the Heavenly King Realm, fought over the level of Jiang Taixu at the ninth level of the Heavenly King Realm.

Both sides ended up losing both sides.

Jiang Taixu returned seriously injured, but Mo Xingyun's injuries were even worse, with only twelve years of life left.

Mo Xingyun is a dying person.

In order to prevent him from counterattacking before his death, the Royal Martial Arts Court did not drive away all the Qingyun Martial Arts Court.

Now that ten years have passed, Mo Xingyun’s lifespan is even smaller.

The Royal Martial Arts Court only needs to endure for another two years to survive Mo Xingyun.

At that time, the historical grudges between the Royal Martial Arts and the Qingyun Martial Arts will be completely over.

"puff!"

Mo Xingyun suddenly opened his mouth and spit out wine immediately splashed.

But these wines instantly turned into hundreds of ripples of sword energy, each of which was solid as solid, with a strong sword intent and a sharp and cold.

Puff!

Xu Wuya couldn't resist it at all, and was directly penetrated.

The Void that was still high in the last second.

The next second, dozens of blood holes were pierced and he fell to the ground weakly.

"Even if Jiang Taixu is here, he doesn't dare to talk to me like this. Who are you?"

Mo Xingyun spoke coldly, as strong and domineering as ever.

A strong man in the Heavenly King Realm.

Deputy Director of the Royal Martial Arts Court.

He actually lost with one shot and was seriously injured and kneeled down?

This scene shocked everyone, and the eyes of Mo Xingyun were filled with fear and horror.

Too strong!

He is worthy of being the first genius of the Daqian Dynasty.

If he hadn't been too sharp and had too many enemies, he might have been able to break through the Martial Emperor realm and soar into the sky.

pity!

He has only two years left to live.

After two years, there is no more tragedy in the world.

At this time, Xu Wuya was seriously injured and knelt on the ground, and his eyes looking at Mo Xingyun were filled with horror.

He knew that Mo Xingyun was very strong, but he didn't expect that he was so strong.

After all, I am a strong man in the Heavenly King realm, and I have no power to fight back at all.

He gritted his teeth and dared not say anything more.

After all, Mo Xingyun, a dying person, acts even more unscrupulously.

Even if I kill myself today, the dean probably won't avenge me.

Thinking of this.

Xu Wuya couldn't help but shivered and became even more afraid of Mo Xingyun.

"Senior Mo, I want to worship in Qingyun Martial Arts Court!"

Jun Wushuang suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent.

Jun Wushuang wants to go to the Qingyun Martial Arts Court, which is about to go bankrupt?

He is crazy!

Qingyun Wu Daoyuan has long been declining, and now there is not even a single disciple, only Mo Xingyun.

Moreover, Mo Xingyun only has two years of life. After two years, Qingyun Wu Daoyuan will surely go bankrupt.

Not to mention that the Royal Martial Arts and Qingyun Martial Arts are mortal enemies.

Jun Wushuang worshipped in Qingyun Martial Arts Court and completely stepped onto the opposite side of the Royal Martial Arts Court.

Even the King of Zhennan has no place to go.

This... this is simply seeking death!

Mo Xingyun was also a little surprised and looked at Jun Wushuang at this time.

Although his face was drunk, his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

His eyes seemed to see through Jun Wushuang.

However, Jun Wushuang stood calmly and was not afraid at all.

"I was just seeing the wrongs on the road, but I didn't expect to meet an interesting junior."

Mo Xingyun spoke lightly.

He knew better than anyone else about his status with Qingyun Martial Arts.

So over the years, he has not taken any disciples, because even if he takes them, it has harmed them.

"Why do you want to come to Qingyun Martial Arts?"

Mo Xingyun stared at Jun Wushuang with a sharp look.

"I originally wanted to kill only one person in the Royal Martial Arts Court, but now it seems that there are more than one person to kill!"

Jun Wushuang's eyes swept across Nangong Tianxuan, Zhao Qiming and Xu Wuya, and finally frozen in Ji Qingchen behind the crowd.

I am a demon and I should kill all enemies in the world!

"Did you see this Jingguan? Are you not afraid of putting your head on it?"

Mo Xingyun pointed at Jingguan and asked again in a deep voice.

"This Jingguan is too old. I decided to change to a new one, so I would use the heads of the Royal Martial Arts Court to pile them up!"

Jun Wushuang grinned and confidently flew.

"Three months later, it will be a life-and-death competition. Do you think you can survive?"
To be continued...