Eternal Sacred King Chapter 938: Have you asked me?

"Who is this man, it's so proud."

"This person won't be the face of Fairy Leng Rou before, right, chase him."

"Bailian Sect, why haven't you seen it before?"

The vast majority of the monks present still haven't seen Su Zimo.

Even if I have heard of Mo Ling's name, I can't match it.

While many monks were discussing with emotion, not many people noticed that the monks on the side of Jianzong were staring at Su Zimo viciously!

That kind of eyes are sharper than sword aura, as if you can't wait to swallow him alive!

The sword repairman standing in the forefront stared at the long sword beside Su Zimo, gritted his teeth, his expression was hideous, and the blue veins on his neck were exposed.

This sword repairman is not someone else, but the third sword in the vision list without a trace!

If it hadn't been for someone nearby to pull him, I'm afraid he would have rushed over!

It turned out that the long sword that Su Zimo threw out was the shocking magic sword that he snatched from the sword without a trace in Fengyun City!

Now, he took it out and changed hands and gave it to Leng Rou.

Su Zimo is not a sword repairer himself.

Furthermore, he grabbed this shocking magic sword casually, and it didn't hurt to send it out.

"Little Master Uncle, you are really an ancestor!"

Nangong Ling wailed in her heart.

Nangong Ling held his forehead, and Liu Hanyan turned his face to the side, not daring to look at the eyes of the sword formation cultivator.

At this time, they can't wait to immediately pull Su Zimo back to the sect.

The current situation is messy enough.

Su Zimo stood up to help Leng Rou speak, already offending Daojun Lanyue and Ye Tiancheng.

This is a good one, even Jianzong is offended!

Nangong Ling wanted to cry without tears, and prayed secretly in her heart: "Little Master Uncle, you can stop! You said that you just grab the sword, and also took the robbed innate magic weapon and gave it to others... …"

The new hatred and the old hatred are added together, and Nangong Ling feels that everyone in Jianzong is already overwhelmed and killed!

Ru Xuan was silent, somewhat disappointed.

"It would be nice if Xiaoshi and Uncle could do this to me."

Ru Xuan said silently in her heart.

"Huh? That's not right!"

"Why are the Jianzong eyes red, as if they have been wronged?"

"The sword looks familiar."

"The Sword of Shocking Sword! Isn't that the Sword of Shocking Sword without a trace? How could it fall into this person's hands!"

"Don't you know, the Jinghong Magic Sword has been taken away! It seems to be a true monarch of Yuan Ying from Bailian Sect, what is it called Mo Ling."

"Ah! It's him! Fengyun City became famous in the first battle, and it was this person who abolished Cheng Peng!"

Soon, there was another louder noise in the crowd.

True Monarch Pang Lan, taught by Tiangang, hugged his arms and looked at Su Zimo with a smile.

He was the number one vision list four hundred years ago.

The age is older than the vast majority of Yuan Ying Zhenjun present, and he is more calm and old-fashioned!

In his opinion, in this situation, without him doing anything, that Mo Ling would die without a burial place!

Many monks are noisy and have noisy voices. Little Fatty and others have not heard much news. What is Mo Ling? What is sword repair.

They didn't care.

Only Ji Chengtian knows what's going on.

But under the gaze of Daojun Lanyue, he didn't dare to transmit the sound of divine consciousness and engage in these small actions.

"That's it!"

Dao Monarch Lanyue took a deep breath, and the huge coercion fell in the Tongxuan courtyard, and the voice of discussion gradually faded.

"What's your name?"

Daojun Lanyue turned his head, looked at Su Zimo and asked in a deep voice.

Su Zimo stood up, smiled slightly, clasped his fist and said: "Under Mo Ling, master craftsman."

"Huh?"

Leng Rou and Little Fatty moved in their hearts when they heard this name.

Even Shi Jian was taken aback.

Leng Rou knelt on the ground, originally motionless.

After hearing this name, she turned her head for the first time, looking at Su Zimo curiously, with a trace of scrutiny, a trace of scrutiny.

I have to say that compared to the little fat man and the others, Leng Rou is a woman, and her mind is more delicate.

She noticed that what Su Zimo said just now seemed to convey some information.

Normally, this Mo Ling is a disciple of the Bailian Sect, so there is no need to add another word refiner.

And this person added the intention of the refiner to remind her of something?

"Could it be..."

Leng Rou thought of a possibility, her heart pounding wildly, her heart turbulent, almost unable to suppress it!

The corner of Daojun Lanyue's mouth was slightly raised, seeming to be a little disdainful, and said: "Oh? Mo Ling, this name is a bit strange, is there on the vision list, why have I never heard of it?"

The Daoist Lanyue seemed to be asking, but what he meant was that Mo Ling was an unknown person!

"It's okay."

Su Zimo grinned and said: "After today, you will remember it."

"Leng Rou, is my most proud disciple, and will be named a monk of Master Fulu!"

Daojun Lanyue sneered and said: "Although you gave out an innate true monarch magic weapon, you have no reputation! To be honest, you are not worthy of Leng Rou!"

"Oh?"

Su Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Is Ye Tiancheng worthy?"

"Haha."

Dao Monarch Lanyue sneered again and said: "Who is Ye Tiancheng? The top of the vision list, the first true monarch, how do you compare with him?"

"The frog at the bottom of the well."

"It's ridiculous! The monk who has never even been on the vision list wants to marry Senior Brother Ye with an innate true monarch magic weapon he robbed?"

"This is the light of the fireflies, delusional to compete with Haoyue!"

Many monks of Hunyuanzong laughed.

Even though Mo Ling became famous in the Battle of Wind and Cloud City, it was far worse than Ye Tiancheng's reputation!

Su Zimo laughed suddenly.

"The First True Monarch?"

Su Zimo asked faintly: "Who made it?"

"Since the master entered the Nascent Soul Realm, there have been countless battles and never defeated. What are you!" A maid behind Ye Tiancheng stood up and sneered again and again.

"Oh."

Su Zimo smiled and said: "It turns out that it is so simple to be named the first true monarch. It's a coincidence. Since I stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, there have been countless battles and I have never lost it. So, I am too. The first true?"

"You..."

The maid was speechless for a while.

The next moment, Su Zimo looked at Ye Tiancheng, and said something that shattered the sky and caused the entire courtyard to fall into silence in an instant!

"You claim to be the first true monarch, have you asked me?"

His!

Group repairs moved.

This simple sentence is full of trembling domineering!

Strong momentum!

Tit-for-tat!

No one thought that this Qianhe Tea Party had not yet reached the second part of the Tianjiao battle, someone would dare to challenge Ye Tiancheng head-on!

For a moment~IndoMTL.com~Qun Xiu even had an illusion, as if in front of this Mo Ling, even Ye Tiancheng bowed his head!

Mr Pang Lan smiled, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"Don't go there."

Hang Qiuyu spoke to the sword without a trace and said: "This Mo Ling is very strong, even if you wield the sword in your hand, I am afraid it is not his opponent!"

In the cold and soft eyes, there are brilliance.

It's so alike!

In her eyes, this Mo Ling seemed to merge with the person in her memory, regardless of each other.

Leng Rou believes.

Only that person has this invincible aura of defiance!

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