"Haha, let the weapon refining hall explain it to you, they can give you an answer."

Jian Shisan said, looking at Lao Tang, Lao Qin and others beside him, and the elders of the weapon refining hall.

They didn't dare to refute it, and they were also a little confused.

Soon, they checked around Ye Tian's long sword.

As they checked, they all sucked in the air, and even the elders of the Artifact Refining Hall exclaimed.

"How is it possible? Weapons actually contain two characteristics."

"Yes, and the same material is the characteristics of the refining."

"If it were me, I could only suppress the pressure, and there would definitely be no penetration."

Many elders of the weapon refining hall were talking, and everyone was amazed.

At the same time, he looked at Ye Tian with admiration.

Mo Yu was completely stunned when he saw this scene.

It seems that it is the same material, refined by Ye Tian, ​​and has two characteristics.

This is how to break the long sword refined by Master Feng and win.

Mo Yu took three steps in a row and staggered to the ground, looking dull.

He never expected that he, who had been sure to win, would be like this in the end.

Before he could refine it, he had absolute confidence.

He trusted Master Feng so much, but unexpectedly, the final result was a blow to him.

"Mo Yu, you are not self-destructive!"

Ye Tian suddenly looked at Mo Yu and shouted loudly.

Mo Yu looked up in dismay and looked at Ye Tian.

Suddenly, Mo Yu burst out laughing.

"I lost, haha..."

Looking at Mo Yu who was crazy, many disciples looked pity.

It is conceivable how great it would be to make Mo Yu become like this.

"Okay, I'm willing to accept the loss."

Jian Shisan looked at Mo Yu and said indifferently.

Mo Yu suddenly happened.

"Dharma King of Rain..."

The disciples of the Northern King Palace had complicated eyes and looked a little worried when they looked at Mo Yu.

The same is true for the other four great Dharma kings, sighing and shaking their heads.

Although they also want to intervene, they are facing Jian Shisan.

This is a legendary existence, and they dare not intervene at will, otherwise, Jian Shisan will kill them without any other reason.

Mo Yu did not take action, so it would be difficult to make such a person suicidal.

Ye Tian walked towards Mo Yu with a grim smile.

"I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. Mo Yu, since you dare not commit suicide, I will help you."

Seeing Ye Tian coming, Mo Yu suddenly grew up.

"Haha... If you want to take my life, it depends on whether you are qualified."

"It seems that you don't want to admit it."

Ye Tian looked at Mo Yu with a sneer.

"Haha...accept the account?"

Mo Yu laughed loudly.

"No one can take my life, even if it is you, it won't work."

"Oh, give it a try?"

Ye Tian swept over and came towards Mo Yu.

The terrifying momentum made the world tremble, and the entire weapon refining hall was shaking.

Mo Yu was not afraid, but also swept out a powerful aura.

Just as both sides were about to take action, a chuckle came.

"What is this for?"

With a chuckle, a man stepped into the weapon refining hall.

The powerful pressure of the existence of the void disappeared as the man stepped on.

Mo Yu, Beiwang Palace, Ye Tian, ​​Jian Shisan, and many warriors in the entire weapon refining hall turned to look.

When they met the man, their reactions were different.

"Brother, you're finally back."

Mo Yu burst into cheers, his expression was extremely excited.

The same is true for other disciples of the Northern King Palace, all of whom are showing off their happiness.

A look of excitement.

Ye Tian's eyes moved slightly, looking at the man without a moment.

"The Moon North of the Northern King's Palace..."

From the other party, he felt a powerful aura.

This aura is even more powerful than some of the Tongtian realms he faces.

No wonder everyone says that Yuebei is very powerful, and it made him feel afraid when he first met.

"What are you doing?"

Yuebei walked in with a smile and came to Mo Yu.

"Brother, this is the case..."

Mo Yu immediately told the matter.

"Oh, you mean, you lost, don't want to admit it?"

Mo Yu was stunned and looked at Yuebei in confusion, not knowing what the other party meant.

Suddenly, Yuebei poked out his right hand and grabbed Mo Yu's neck and said.

"As my subordinate of Yuebei, don't embarrass me, okay?"

Mo Yu looked frightened and looked at Yuebei in confusion.

"Brother, what are you...what are you doing?"

The same is true for other disciples of the Northern King Palace, even Ye Tian and even many disciples and elders.

Yuebei ignored it and looked at Mo Yu and sneered.

"If you want to bet, you have to admit defeat. It will be difficult for me to do this."

After the words were finished, he squeezed his right hand hard.

Click.

Mo Yu's neck was cut off and she was so angry that she was so angry on the spot.

A soul appeared and looked at Yuebei with anger on his face.

"Yuebei, I, Mo Yujing, you are the eldest brother. You have been working hard for the Northern King Palace. I didn't expect you to treat me like this."

Yuebei looked up and said with a smile.

"I know."

"Then you kill me?"

Yuebei shook his head and said.

"I don't want to do it either, but who asked you to make a bet with others?"

Without waiting for Mo Yu to say more, Yuebei continued.

"Actually, it's nothing to make a bet, but if you don't want to fulfill it, it will make it difficult for me."

Then, without waiting for Mo Yu to react, he reached out and grabbed Mo Yu's soul.

"Ah...No."
To be continued...