Almost all the monks from the Holy City and people from the Tianxia Alliance gathered around.
Seeing the headless body held in the hands of the Wind Hermit.
You can tell by looking at that outfit.
Hearing Mo Yunqi's shouting again, everyone suddenly became confused.
There was a lot of noise and shouting.
It's going to be chaotic!
The Holy Lord of the Holy City in the Land of Slaughter was just gone, killed.
My head is gone.
what to do?
"Kill him and avenge the Holy Lord."
Mo Yun raised his sword and pointed at Feng Yinzi, shouting at the holy city and the monks of the Tianxia Alliance.
But the call was quite loud, but it just wouldn't move.
To avenge the Holy Lord, you should take action!
Just listen to what's going on.
"kill him……"
The monks from the Holy City responded, and then the monks from the World Alliance weakly agreed.
The leader died.
There is a posture like a tree falling down and the hozen scattering.
Whether or not to take action depends on whether the monks from the Holy City can do anything.
A snake cannot move without a head, and a man cannot stand without a head.
The Holy Lord is gone, just like there is no backbone.
These people have lost their spirits.
The rock waved his hand, indicating that the Wind Hermit could leave.
If I don't leave, I will be accused of breaking my promise.
The Wind Hermit was stunned for a moment.
Really let me go!
I thought I would burn bridges across rivers!
There is a little bit of emotion.
He knew that Shi Yan could go back on his word, as long as he didn't do it himself and let Old Ape and the others do it.
But now it seems that Yan Yan has no intention of killing them all, and he won't even let the old ape do it.
Why is this?
The Wind Hermit was confused about the situation.
But now is not the time to dwell on this, leave quickly.
It's not a good thing to have so many people around!
No matter how powerful he is, he can't stand the crowd.
"for you……"
Feng Yinzi threw Mo San's headless body towards Mo Yunqi.
Wander the target.
He turned around and ran away.
However, the monks in the Holy City were going crazy.
The Holy Lord was killed, but the murderer still wanted to escape.
If someone ran away, they wouldn't be able to survive.
Therefore, he tried his best to block it, until the Wind Hermit was unable to escape.
Shi Yan was too lazy to care about this. Anyway, the next thing was Mo Yunqi's business.
I've already told you how to do it.
If you don't do it well, then that's what you'll be like as a person.
The kind that mud can't hold up a wall.
No need to waste time on you.
Once done, you will be the Holy Lord of the Holy City.
If you can't do it well, hehe, your life will be difficult.
So Mo Yunqi had to work hard to do what the rock told him to do.
Live for nothing but yourself!
"Tsk, tsk... I didn't expect it! An unintentional act could actually help him..."
Look at the hole in the wall of Lanruo Temple from the rock.
There is a special feeling.
It's so mysterious.
He played half of Mo Yunqi's Confucian sage calligraphy by himself and blasted such a hole into Lanruo Temple.
In the end, he also helped Mo Yunqi.
There is God’s will in the dark!
Cause and effect are destined!
Mo San was destined to die.
Lower your head to look inside Lanruo Temple.
"Fuck..."
The rock was startled, and a pair of eyes peered out from the hole in the wall of Lanruo Temple.
Looking at the rock, everyone was startled.
When Shi Yan saw the face of the person opposite him clearly, he smiled.
Wan Jun, Master.
This guy was at Lanruo Temple and didn't follow him out.
Through the hole, I could see someone holding a sword in his hand.
Also very gratified.
It seemed that even if the Feng Yinzi did not catch up, Mo San would still be missing.
"You know how?"
Rock quickly lowered his head again and greeted Wan Jun quietly.
Mo San's head is still there.
For people like them, as long as their brains are still there and it doesn't take too long, it's possible to live again.
This is especially possible in the place where there is a substitute for Jixia Academy.
Although there is no substitute for Jixia Academy in front of Lanruo Temple.
But there is no guarantee that there is no substitute for Jixia Academy secretly hidden in the Holy City.
Therefore, this problem must be solved as soon as possible.
What if the monks from the Holy City snatched Mo San's head out?
Then things are big.
"Know……"
Wan Jun over there is also waiting for the rock to speak.
He who also saw the rock was waiting for such words.
Said something about knowing.
I heard the sound of cracking and the sound of kicking on the ground from the cave.
Hearing such a sound, Rock naturally understood why.
Looking at Wan Jun through the hole, his eyes were filled with admiration.
This kind of person is a good helper, no need to explain too clearly.
People just know what to do.
Needless to say, Mo San's head was shattered and his soul was completely destroyed.
Even in Lanruo Temple, you can't save your life.
"You can't run away..."
Mo Yunqi's voice was very majestic.
Feng Yinzi was puzzled.
Is this guy so good at changing his face?
Just now he was submissive and cautious.
It was gone in the blink of an eye.
It's like a different person, what's going on?
He looked up and down at Mo Yunqi with tilted head and squinted eyes, looking down upon him ten thousand times.
"If you don't want to die, go away..."
Feng Yinzi was extremely angry and pointed his sword at Mo Yunqi.
threaten.
The threat of red fruit.
This guy followed his own butt without slacking off at all.
what's going on?
Didn’t you hear that person let himself go?
The sword pointed at Mo Yunqi.
Full of disdain.
What do you want to do?
Looking for death?
The rock let him go, but this guy tried his best to stop him.
What does it mean?
Isn't it agreed that we should go back on our word?
It is possible!
Do you want to borrow a knife to kill someone?
Hey, it’s just you!
Cowardly and incompetent people dare to come to the class to do tricks.
kill you!
"You deserve to die!..."
Mo Yunqi pointed at Feng Yinzi and shouted.
Then he sobbed and cried.
Looks quite similar.
Such as mourning a filial heir.
Made for the monks of the Holy City.
Win people's hearts.
After all, the Holy Lord of the Holy City died, and he was killed by the man in front of him.
It was really a lot of tears and snot.
That's sad! Don't even mention it.
Feng Yinzi was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
Tears of laughter came out!
He is so cunning and cunning that he can see through everything at a glance.
Mo Yunqi's words made him understand.
It wasn't the rock that was going to keep him.
It's about borrowing him as a person.
So that the guy in front of you can stand in front of others.
Hehe, what a calculation!
Use my hand to kill that guy, and then use me to establish this new person.
He is indeed my old enemy!
Count one step at a time, one link within another!
"Let me see, what kind of skills do you have?"
Feng Yin said no more and charged towards Mo Yunqi with his sword.
It's impossible to escape without a fight!
No matter who wins or loses, there will be a fight.
Come quickly, finish the fight and run away.
I killed that guy, I don’t believe this guy can be better than that guy.
Judging from their attire, they are brothers from the same discipline.
I want to see how you can fight with me.
If you are not as skilled as others, I might kill you!
Mo Yunqi was startled.
No reaction!
People who have always been under Mo San are a little uncomfortable suddenly having to rush to the front.
He hurriedly raised his sword.
Suddenly I thought of what the rock said.
You must show another side of yourself in front of the monks in the Holy City.
Holy posture!
Use this battle to make the Holy City monks change their views.
Only those with the holy image can become the Holy Lord.
"The sage said..."
Mo Yunqi shouted loudly.
The black holy words on his forehead bloomed as he spoke.
It looks amazing.
As the sage said, Feng Yinzi was so frightened that he quickly stopped and acted defensively.
I was scared before when Mo San said "sage".
Upon hearing this, he immediately became defensive.
The wide cuff of his left hand quickly covered his face, and the long sword in his right hand was swung wildly, trying to destroy the sword light.
There was no movement at all as expected.
Put down the sword and remove your left hand.
The guy opposite looked at him blankly.
Feng Yinzi also looked at the sword in his hand and lowered his robe sleeves to take a look.
"Hey! You're kidding me!"
The Wind Hermiter is so angry that he is so angry!
I never imagined that I would be tricked by such a guy.
A sage said, there is nothing.
The key is to defend yourself, which is so embarrassing!
Telling it makes people laugh out loud.
At this moment, Mo Yunqi was also in a state of confusion.
What you did was wrong!
It should be a sword in the left hand and a finger in the right hand.
But now it's the other way around, holding a sword in his right hand.
After reciting a sage's saying, I realized that I couldn't use it.
Fortunately, the Wind Hermit was afraid and evaded.
Otherwise something big will happen.
First time in life!
A little panicked!
Make up for it quickly.
The monks here in the Holy City were noisy at first, but when they heard Mo Yunqi shouting "Sage".
Everyone looked at him, and there was silence.
Why is there another saint?
Who doesn't know that such a stunt represents the Holy City, but what does it mean to use such a stunt?
Something that only the Holy Lord can cast.
He was also talking about the saint.
seriously?
This guy is just like them, an ordinary monk in the Holy City.
At this moment, I heard him shout "Sage".
Look at him naturally.
Just as the Holy Lord disappeared, another one came.
When did the Holy Lord appear so easily?
Everyone was inexplicably excited.
Could it be that there is another Holy Lord coming out of the Holy City?
Has the power of the Holy Lord been transferred?
Can it still be done like this?
Just because Mo Yunqi hugged Mo San's headless body.
Yes, that's it.
The holy posture transferred to Mo Yunqi.
A new saint will appear!
Each one's eyes were blazing.
Such mysterious things happened here in the Holy City.
Haha, the Holy City is about to take off!
The Holy City monks all stared at Mo Yunqi expectantly.
Mo Yunqi looked around and suddenly understood, the excitement in his heart!
Soon.
He will soon become the new generation of Holy Lord of the Holy City.
As long as he uses the Holy City's unique skills, he will be the Holy Lord.
A person with holy appearance is enough to become the new generation of Holy Lord of the Holy City.
"The Sage Says"
Mo Yunqi quickly handed the sword from his right hand to his left hand and pointed at Feng Yinzi.
The words of the sage have already come out of my mouth.
But this guy wanted to let the Holy City monks see the holy words on his forehead.
His head moved from side to side.
The Wind Hermit almost laughed.
Mo San was like this before. He said something like a saint, but he remembered it clearly.
People use two fingers to flick their swords, but this guy is good at just pointing.
But he doesn't look at himself.
Instead, he looked around and looked like he was about to run away.
This is for holding garlic!
Seeing that your secret is about to be revealed, are you looking for an escape route?
A sage said, there is nothing that should be there.
Where is the sword light! No way!
There was no sword light at all.
Mo Yunqi was also stunned for a moment, what an annoyance!
Almost failed again.
It doesn't matter if you are embarrassed, but it would be heartbreaking if you lost your heart and the monks of the Holy City disowned you.
He quickly flicked his sword with both fingers.
laugh
Even he looked straight at it.
There was a flash of golden light between his fingers, and there was a sonorous and powerful sword chant.
When the long sword passed by, he waved his hand and went out.
A flash of sword light struck the Feng Hermit directly.
