The sudden appearance of the two people instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, and even the almost chaotic killing stopped.
"This is impossible. That is the meteorite wall left by the founder of the Mo family. How could it be broken?"
"Didn't he enter the cave over there? How did he come out of here?"
"Look quickly, is the sword he is holding in his hand the King Mo Sword?"
"Oh my God, this sword has been lost for nearly a thousand years, how could it be in his hand?"
...
The scene suddenly became chaotic, and everyone approached Zhao Rui one after another.
Zhao Rui looked calm and composed, holding the Mo King Sword in his hand and slowly stepped forward.
"I remember that when I entered the cave before, the conflicts between the various parties in the Mo family seemed to have been resolved! Why has it become like this again? Can anyone come out and explain it to me?"
Hua Qianqiu dragged her injured body and hurriedly came to Zhao Rui.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao and his gang went back on their word and even united to besiege the Mohist palace! As a result, my Mohist disciples killed each other and blood flowed like rivers..."
Zhao Rui didn't want to listen to Hua Qianqiu's nonsense. This guy couldn't control the situation at all. After a long time, the Mohist family was actually in chaos again.
"You all listen to me!" Zhao Rui shouted, holding the seal and Mo Wang Sword and walked to the center of the hall.
"From now on, I am the giant of the Mohist family, and the black and white armies are under my command! If any of you are dissatisfied, you can come up and challenge me."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.
The legendary Black and White Army Seal and the Mo King Sword are now in Zhao Rui's hands. According to the rules passed down by the ancestor, Zhao Rui is now a veritable Mo family giant, and everyone must obey his orders.
For a moment, the entire hall was silent, and everyone present looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
Hua Qianqiu had already been seriously injured, most of the bones in his body were broken, and his heart was pierced. He was afraid that he would not survive long.
When he saw this scene, his face suddenly felt a little relieved. If the Mo family could be led by a figure like Zhao Rui, they would have a good future no matter what.
He laughed twice and then lay quietly on the ground, gradually losing his vitality.
Zhao Rui frowned slightly. Although he didn't have a good impression of Hua Qianqiu, he was still shocked that a great figure from the Mohist family died like this.
Just then, a tall middle-aged man slowly walked out holding a big sword.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao, although you have a noble status, you are in the Mo family! You have no final say in our internal affairs. No matter how you obtained these two things, I hope you can hand them over so that we can let you leave safely.
The Mohist General Forum!"
The threat in this guy's voice was obvious.
Zhao Rui's face also had a hint of murderous intent, he raised the King Mo Sword in his hand and rushed over.
"The Mo family has been inherited for thousands of years, but it has been ruined by you guys like this. Today I will teach you a lesson for my ancestor!"
The man who just spoke was immediately startled. He could clearly see that the swordsmanship performed by Zhao Rui was the authentic Mohist swordsmanship.
He hurriedly raised the big sword in his hand and rushed forward to collide with King Mo's sword. However, he did not expect that at the moment of the collision, his huge sword was cut in half.