Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 527 Song Feihua

Those warriors around, as well as Shui Yanlan and He Lao, all stared at this scene with dumbstruck eyes.

Mo Chen's long sword pointed directly at Dongfanghong's throat. The latter spat out blood and was in such a panic that even the old man in red didn't dare to go forward and could only stare angrily.

The mouths grew in astonishment, perhaps enough to stuff a watermelon into it, and it seemed that they didn't dare to accept that the genius disciple of the Holy Land, the eighth-rank imperial warrior, was actually defeated by a Tianzong warrior.

What's even more frightening is that this boy escaped from the ultimate move of a fourth-level Emperor Zun warrior, which is absolutely unimaginable for them.

Chen Bing stood up staggeringly, with an excited smile on his pale face.

The bone emperor also flew down from the void, staring at the old man in red vigilantly.

The old man in red didn't pay attention to the bone emperor, but stared at Mo Chen coldly, "Let my young master go, otherwise the world is so big that there is no place for you."

Mo Chen sneered and said: "Could it be that the people of the Dongfang family are all idiots? They can't even distinguish the situation. It's such a waste of time. Now your young master's life is in my hands. If I am not happy, It could kill him at any time."

"How dare you!" Dongfanghong said angrily, "If you dare to kill me, the blood of the red blood will surely kill you to the ends of the earth, no matter what background you have, you will never survive."

"Ha ha!"

Mo Chen shook his head and sneered, he had seen many idiots, but he had never seen such an idiot, whose life and death were under the control of others, and who dared to speak wild words to threaten other people's life and death, really stupid.

He raised his hand lightly, and a sword glow suddenly slashed across, piercing Dongfanghong's left arm directly, and that slender arm snapped off at the root, and the screams of killing a pig suddenly resounded.

"Ah!" Dongfanghong raised her head to the sky and screamed in pain, the veins on her face were bulging, and her red eyes stared at Mo Chen with hatred.

He is the young master of the Red Lineage of the Three Great Sacred Grounds, and now the Lineage of the Red Lineage is among the Eight Banners of the Wuhun Hall, he is definitely one of the best existences, his status is naturally very noble, even if the suzerains of the top ten sects see it, I'm afraid I don't dare to be too presumptuous.

But right now, he was trampled under by a young man, making him lose all face. Not only that, he even dared to break his arm. He swore in his heart that sooner or later, he would kill this young man.

"Presumptuous!" The red-clothed old man was furious, and he swooped out with a roar, but was forcibly stopped by the bone emperor, making it difficult to get close to Mo Chen.

The surrounding crowd and Shui Yanlan and others lost their voices in shock, no one expected that this Mo Chen would be so decisive that he cut off the opponent's arm without warning.

The old man hidden deep in the void was also extremely shocked, shocked by Mo Chen's thunderous methods and decisive style.

Mo Chen didn't even look at the old man in red, but just stared at Dongfanghong like an ant, and said: "I said, don't pretend to be tough everywhere in life, if you still dare to pretend to be tough in front of me, next time, It's not as simple as breaking an arm."

Dongfanghong looked at Mo Chen's cold gaze, and couldn't help but tremble fiercely in her heart. He knew that this young man was absolutely not lying, and he definitely dared to kill himself.

"You, what exactly do you want?" Dongfanghong softened a little, but no one knew whether she was convinced by words or hated in her heart.

"It's very simple to say. Brother Dongfang and I hit it off right away, so I want to invite Brother Dongfang to Huaqing Palace as a guest to communicate with each other and enhance our friendship." Mo Chen looked at Dongfanghong with a smile, that innocent smile that day , People who don't know look at it and think it's a good young man.

"Your sister as before!" Dongfanghong roared in her heart, the ghost believed Mo Chen's words.

Even the warriors around were speechless, probably only this young man could tell lies so naturally.

"You want to imprison my young master!?" The old man in red said in shock.

Mo Chen raised his head and said: "Hey, don't speak so harshly, Brother Dongfang and I are like confidants, how could we imprison him, Young Master, I just want to have a good chat with him."

The old man in red snorted, "Hmph, whatever you want to say, in short, if you dare to imprison my young master, you will never let you go."

"Oh, I forgot to take the medicine again." Mo Chen shook his head and sneered, the Xiaoyao Sword slowly pointed at Dongfanghong's other arm, causing Dongfanghong to back away again and again in fright.

The old man in red said angrily: "Damn it, stop it."

"It's okay if you want me to stop, but you have to make sure you don't get sick, otherwise, you understand." Mo Chen said with a smile.

I understand your sister!

The old man in red was full of resentment, if something happened to Dongfanghong, he would not be able to bear this responsibility, so when life and death were at stake, he also wanted to save Dongfanghong, but he did not expect that Mo Chen used Lingbo Weibu, He was able to successfully stand out from his ultimate move.

At this moment, Dongfanghong was captured by the opponent, which made him extremely passive.

"Shui Yanlan, Old Monster He, as members of the Spirit Hall, are you just sitting and watching others bully our Spirit Hall?" The old man in red looked at Shui Yanlan and the two, wanting to drag them into the water.

"Old Monster Chu, you didn't want us to do it before, why, now you want us to express our opinion, when did Xiang Lan's lineage become your subordinates?" Old He pushed back.

Old Freak Chu's eyes were shattered, he gave them a vicious look, then looked towards the void, and shouted in a deep voice: "Friends in the dark, are you also sitting idly by and letting Hua Qinggong bully your fellow disciples?"

Everyone looked at the void, could it be that there are still people hiding in that void.

Immediately, everyone was relieved. It is not surprising that there are masters in the two holy places, hiding in the void to watch the battle.

It's just that after Old Freak Chu's words fell, the void was silent and there was no fluctuation. Obviously, no one planned to come out to take this muddy water.

Old Chu gritted his teeth in hatred, and said: "Okay, very good, Chu will definitely tell my master the exact situation here."

"Ugh!"

At this moment, a soft sigh suddenly came from the void, and then a voice slowly emerged from the depths, it was the old man from the Inscription Pattern Palace.

"Song Feihua!"

The moment the old man appeared, Old Monster Chu and Shui Yanlan murmured softly.

Although this Song Feihua is not a strong emperor, but he comes from the Mingwen Palace, no matter whether it is inlaid blue or inlaid red, he absolutely dare not be an enemy, unless the Eight Banners of Wuhun are twisted together, he is qualified to compete with the Mingwen Palace Down.

The most important thing is that although Song Feihua's strength is not very good, he still has an older brother Song Feiyang.

As the ninth elder of the Mingwen Palace, Song Feiyang's strength is definitely in the realm of high-level emperors, so this Song Feihua is equivalent to Song Feiyang, not only afraid of him, but also the big brother behind him.

Mo Chen also frowned slightly, a complicated and lonely look flashed in his eyes, as if he thought of some past events.

Song Feihua didn't look at the others, but looked at Mo Chen quietly, his deep eyes seemed to want to see through Mo Chen, but Mo Chen was like a pool of stagnant water, there was no trace at all.

After a long time, Song Feihua asked, "Young man, who are you and who is your teacher, Zuo Qiuxuan or Hai Wenshan, or Liang Wenyao and Pu Huaqing?"

Song Feihua mentioned the four major disciples of Emperor Xingyun in one breath. Obviously, he wanted to determine whether Mo Chen had any relationship with Emperor Xingyun's lineage.

Mo Chen restrained his complicated expression, just smiled lightly, and did not answer.

At this moment, everyone became very curious. Could it be that this boy really came from the lineage of Emperor Xingyun?
Seeing that Mo Chen didn't answer, Song Feihua didn't force it either, and continued to say: "Young man, let's leave this matter here and let Dongfanghong go."

Song Feihua stated that whether it was Dongfanghong or Old Freak Chu, even Shui Yanlan and Helao gave a little sigh of relief. They were really afraid that the young man would forcibly detain Dongfanghong. It will send strong men, Huaqing Palace, and the territory of Qingzhou will be completely chaotic.

Dongfanghong also saw the dawn of breaking away from the devil's grasp, and was even very likely to join forces with Mingwen Palace to take down Mo Chen, so as to relieve his hatred and wash away the humiliation here, but his smile hadn't fully bloomed yet, and Mo Chen couldn't hear it. Chen leisurely opened his mouth.

"Song Feihua, is your elder brother okay?" Just when everyone thought that the Mingwen Palace would show up and the affairs here would stop, Mo Chen asked leisurely.

Song Feihua's pupils shrank, his face changed slightly, and he asked, "Young man, do you know my elder brother?"

Mo Chen smiled lightly, and said in a secret voice transmission: "Given your identity and your relationship with Feiyang, there should be a directional ten thousand li sound transmission talisman, and it is a secret talisman for separate sound transmission with Feiyang, even if someone wants to stop it, they can't stop it." kind of."

Song Feihua's complexion changed instantly, and he stared at Mo Chen in amazement, his pupils gradually shrank. Earlier when Mo Chen said his elder brother's name, he was a little surprised. Inside, except for those high-level people, no one knows about this relationship.

Even those outside forces, only those powerful forces, some people know this.

This Mo Chen was able to know their relationship, which naturally shocked him, but the most shocking thing was that Mo Chen mentioned the unique sound transmission talisman between the two brothers, which made him turn pale.

He and Song Feiyang are brothers, the closest people in the world, so they will always pay attention to each other's situation. In order to prevent the sound transmission from being blocked in case of danger, he specially refined a kind of weapon that cannot be detected by the divine sense. Special sound pass.

This matter, the whole world knows, and it will never be more than one hand.

This is the important reason for his calm expression. He said in a deep voice: "Young man, who are you? How do you know the special sound transmission talisman between me and big brother?"

Mo Chen smiled lightly, this sound transmission talisman was specially refined by him for Song Feiyang, how could he not know, of course, he didn't touch it, but just the sound transmission said: "Please tell Feiyang, a hundred years ago, in the East China Sea, on Wuying Peak dear friend, I miss him so much.”

"Wuying Peak, do you know about Wuying Peak?" Song Feihua was shocked suddenly, and looked at Mo Chen in amazement.

His complexion kept changing, and he became very curious about Mo Chen's identity, and at the same time, he was also extremely curious about what happened on Wuying Peak.

Seeing Mo Chen's indifferent and confident appearance, it is very possible that he has something to do with Emperor Xingyun, and his elder brother is close friends with Emperor Xingyun, and it is precisely because of this that he walked out of the inscription pattern palace.

At first, he thought that Mo Chen was defeated by Xiang Hong's lineage, and wanted to save Mo Chen, but unexpectedly things turned around, and Mo Chen took down Dongfang Hong.

The reason why he came forward was because he didn't want to see Mo Chen and Xiang Hong's lineage getting too old.

After all, today's Xianghongqi is not what it was a hundred years ago. It is so powerful that it already has the strength to compete for the master of the Eight Banners.

But the voice transmission conversation earlier made him extremely curious about Mo Chen's identity.

(End of this chapter)