The seventh prince Yan Nanfei was proud. However, it did not mean that others were so proud. Hearing Mo Zhaoxie's words, the Longjiao man became more and more difficult to control the anger in his heart. He knew that he had to vent, otherwise the anger would be enough to burn it to ashes.

The man with a cold chuckled lips, and walked towards Mo Zhaoxie step by step. "I think you are also an old friend of Jiucheng. I forgot to tell you good news. I will soon get married to Jiucheng. At that time, I hope this friend can come and have a wedding wine. Mengyi will definitely welcome him in person."

Mo Zhaoxie showed a helpless expression to Yan Nanfei, "You are right, so you should solve the problem as soon as possible."

"You can do whatever you want. I'll wait for you." Yan Nanfei said with a smile.

Mo Zhaoxie turned around and looked at Meng Yi, a man from the dragon horn. His eyes were like fire, almost burning Meng Yi.

Meng Yi was so determined to fight, and stood still. While waving his hand, he held a purple gold dragon spear, and a purple dragon phantom roared around the dragon spear. The rolling dragon energy emitted, and a dragon spear was actually much stronger than Meng Yi's own aura. This must not be his weapon.

Seeing this, Mo Zhaoxie smiled, "It just so happens that I am missing a handy weapon now. Your dragon spear is good, I want it!"

How domineering is, anyone can see the extraordinary dragon spear. The aura emitted is very powerful, and the aura alone is much stronger than the aura when the old woman exerted her full power just now. Faced with this weapon, it is no different from a four-step master. In fact, weapons are sometimes much stronger than people. However, Mo Zhaoxie said that he wanted to set the dragon spear, as if he did not take the power of the dragon spear into consideration at all.

Meng Yi was furious. The more Mo Zhaoxie looked down on him, the more angry he made him so angry. "If you have the fate to live, then talk big!" As he said that, he stabbed the dragon spear in his hand forward.

In an instant, the wind and clouds moved greatly, and the dragon spear stabbed the changes in the wind and clouds. Dark clouds rolled with the dragon spear, and lightning and thunder were left in the world. Only the only master dragon spear was left.

A dragon spear like a mountain transformed into a piercing. Mo Zhaoxie was as small as an ant in front of him. Despite this, Mo Zhaoxie was still not afraid. With a thought, a golden cauldron appeared above his head. Although the golden cauldron looked simple, it was dazzling with golden light.

"Go!" The golden tripod roared, broke through the wind and clouds, smashed the lightning and rushed towards the dragon spear.

The dragon spear is like a mountain, igniting the power of the world and the world.

The golden tripod emits dazzling golden light, like the first beam of light that breaks through the chaos of heaven and earth.

There was a loud bang, and the world shook violently.

The golden tripod rushed past and completely smashed the mountain-like dragon spear. The amazing dragon spear was so vulnerable under the golden tripod. It shattered without even a simple blow.

"How is that possible?!" Meng Yi was shocked. Everything that happened in front of him exceeded his imagination. As soon as the dragon spear was imagined, he could instantly take Mo Zhaoxie's head on his neck. However, reality was a huge joke with him.

The golden tripod smashed the phantom of the dragon spear, and rushed directly towards Meng Yi without reducing speed.

Meng Yi shouted angrily: "Don't underestimate me!" With a loud shout, Meng Yi came to attack the golden cauldron with a dragon spear. For a moment, the golden light stormed, and the dragon roared in waves, and it seemed like a big riot occurred between the heaven and earth.

People around them avoided them to avoid being affected by fish in the pond.

It has to be said that the dragon spear in Meng Yi's hand is indeed not an ordinary person. In the confrontation with the Golden Tripod, the tribe was at all at a disadvantage. Although the Golden Tripod rushed forward again and again, it was split by the dragon spear again and again. It could not enter Meng Yi's body at all.

Mo Zhaoxie stood there, but only controlled the barbaric attack from afar, without any intention of trying harder. He seemed to be observing, and there seemed to be intentional consumption of Mengyi's magic power.

Although the dragon spear knocked away the golden cauldron again and again, as time went by, the dragon spear began to slowly gain the upper hand. However, Meng Yi's face became increasingly ugly. The dragon spear was indeed not his weapon, but the treasure of the Menghe Jiao clan. When he came to the ancient battlefield, the family gave him a protective effect. Although the dragon spear is powerful, its only disadvantage for him is the consumption of magic power in his body.

The consumption of mana by the dragon spear is amazing. If you enter the four-step realm, you may still be able to deal with it. Unfortunately, although you have already entered the four-step realm with half your foot at this time, you are unable to provide the dragon spear.

Originally, Meng Yi's plan was to kill Mo Zhaoxie with a thunderous force as soon as the dragon spear was released. Even if Mo Zhaoxie had any powerful magic weapon or protective magic power, Meng Yi believed that the battle would be ended quickly with the sharpness and strength of the dragon spear. However, what he never expected was that Mo Zhaoxie actually had a divine weapon comparable to the dragon spear.

Meng Yi's eyes chilled and he whispered in his heart: I'm consuming magic power, so why isn't he? Even if he is strong in body, it's in the realm of two steps. This is his biggest weakness. I'm in the realm of three steps of heavenly sound, and I don't believe that I can't beat a little monk in the realm of two steps.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at Meng Yi's eyes and smiled slightly. The smile seemed to see through Meng Yi's heart. Meng Yi couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw that smile, and he felt afraid.

"I think I am just a little monk in the two-step realm. My magic power in my body is naturally not as good as you. Who will fall down first if you want to fight me?" Mo Zhaoxie said calmly, "If you encounter an ordinary two-step realm, this should be the safest and best way. Unfortunately, you meet me."

Meng Yi mocked, "I think you not only like to talk big, but also have a conceited habit. When I cut off your head, you can completely close your mouth."

Mo Zhaoxie smiled, "I originally wanted to talk to you about life, but it seems that I am a bit chattering. Since that's the case, there is no need to say much. Let's end it!" After that, Mo Zhaoxie held the sky with one hand and "snatch it!"

There is only one word! But it is as terrible as the order of heaven and earth!

Just after Mo Zhaoxie said that word, everyone felt that the world seemed to tremble. Just when everyone thought it was their own illusion, the chaotic clouds and mist on the ancient battlefield first changed abnormally. A trace of clouds and mist was actually attracted to Mo Zhaoxie and gathered towards Mo Zhaoxie. Then the essence between the world began to riot, and the essence gathered into big rivers and flowed towards Mo Zhaoxie.

The shock of the situation exceeded everyone's imagination. At this time, it can be said without exaggeration that Mo Zhaoxie seemed to have become the master of this world. With his hands raised, he could mobilize the essence of the world, and with his hands waved, he could change the color of the world.

With Mo Zhaoxie waved his hand, thousands of essences were violently poured into the golden cauldron. As the violent essences were injected, the golden cauldron became brighter and brighter. Golden lights shot out, stabbing people's eyes. Even the cultivators here dared not look directly. The golden cauldron, which was originally only the size of one person, had a drastic change in an instant, and in the blink of an eye it turned into the size of a hill.

"What happened? I have never seen such a domineering gathering aura."

"It seems that somewhere has this domineering attitude been seen? And the more I look at this person, the more familiar he looks."

"Ah! I understand! It's him! It's him!" The screams resounded throughout the four fields. The person who happened pointed at Mo Zhaoxie with an incredible expression.

"Who? Who is he?"

Everyone looked at the person who exclaimed just now and shouted anxiously.

"Impossible! He is obviously dead! How could it appear again! Could it be that everything he had set up before was his plan again? Yes! It must be!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Why are you dead and alive? Tell me who is he?"

This time, the generals beside Yan Nanfei shouted impatiently.

The man swallowed hard, and looked at Mo Zhaoxie and showed a strong sense of fear. He pointed at Mo Zhaoxie and said tremblingly: "He is Mo Zhaoxie, the master of the Demon-loving Sword!"

After the name Mo Zhaoxie, the master of the Demon-loving Sword, spitted, the place fell into a dead silence for a moment. There was only the violent collision of the golden tripod against the dragon spear between heaven and earth.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the person who said his name, "I remember you. I saw you when I was on the second floor of the Martial God Temple."

The man was startled and his face became very bad. He hurriedly said, "I admit that in the second floor of the Martial God Temple, I really wanted to be unfavorable to you. But that was not me alone. It was many, many people. And in the end, weren't so many people killed by you alone?" The man swallowed hard, and seemed quite nervous. Just now, I saw Mo Zhaoxie easily killing the old woman in the four-step realm. He was only in the three-step realm, so it was really not difficult for Mo Zhaoxie to kill him. "Do you still want to kill me?"

"The past is just something that everyone needs, and the situation is forced to do. As long as you don't mess with me, I won't do anything to you." Mo Zhaoxie said lightly.

The man immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart finally landed on the ground. He was really afraid that Mo Zhaoxie would instantly kill him after recognizing him. Moreover, he knew that Mo Zhaoxie always kept his word and would definitely not do anything to him if he said that he would not do anything to him.

He was relieved. But the sensation caused by his name Mo Zhaoxie had just begun.

When he heard Mo Zhaoxie's name, the first one who reacted the most violently was Meng Yi. He would never have thought that the person fighting with him would be the Demon-Enjoying Sword Lord. The four words "Demon-Enjoying Sword Lord" are a sharp blade hanging above the head for all demon races. It can also be said that they are the natural enemy of the demon race in the world. The existence of the Demon-Enjoying Sword Lord itself is the biggest threat to the demon race.

And you are a dragon, unless you become a real dragon, you will be bullied by the Demon-Enjoyed Sword and will not turn over.

Even though I know Mo Zhaoxie's true identity now, the most infuriating problem in front of Meng Yi is not Mo Zhaoxie's identity as the demon-loving sword master, but the oppressed golden cauldron.

Mo Zhao's evil saying is right. If it were an ordinary two-step realm, it would have already collapsed in the battle with you. However, he should not have encountered him. With a wave of his hand, he could mobilize the spiritual energy in all directions for his own use. Just this point, don't say that he is alone, even ten people can't beat him.

Meng Yi's mana was exhausted, and the dragon spear could not receive continuous mana supply, and gradually became invincible. However, the golden tripod became more and more brave, and it was a matter of time before one was rising and falling.

Meng Yi didn't want to sit and wait for death, Yang Tianlong roared and transformed into a green dragon dozens of feet to bite the dragon spear and swung the golden cauldron with one blow. The dragon rolled and fled in an instant.

Seeing Meng Yi escaping, Mo Zhao Xie smiled. He stretched out his finger and drew a white light and swept towards the green dragon in an instant. The white light blinked, and the green dragon's eyes were frightened and forced to turn around to fight. The spear in his mouth swept towards the white light, although it successfully wiped out the white light. However, bloodstains also flowed from the corner of the green dragon's mouth.

Just like this briefly turning around, Mo Zhaoxie took a step forward and came to the green dragon's head. He grabbed the green dragon's tail tightly with both hands, and his arms exerted force instantly, shouting loudly. The green dragon dozens of feet long was actually thrown up by it, and then he threw it hard, throwing the green dragon to the ground and smashing a forest.

The green dragon's skin was blooming, the bones and tendons were broken. However, he still wanted to try to struggle. At this time, a white light fell down.

"No!" Meng Yi shouted unwillingly. Unfortunately, he couldn't change anything. The green dragon dozens of feet long was instantly cut into two.

Meng Yi eventually destroyed both body and spirit, and died suddenly on the spot.
Chapter completed!