Chapter 1580: The Emperor Is Defeated by His Success, Who Can Stand Against Him when He Steps on the Coffin to Accept the Surrender?

"boom!"

The coffin lid was nailed firmly.

Following Bai Yu's trembling, the side of the battlefield became quiet.

The God-Sealing Coffin, this signature skill of the Sealing Heaven Holy Emperor, is the pinnacle of understanding of the seal.

Not only the body, but also the soul, consciousness... Once entering this coffin, everything is silent.

Mo Mo has been learning this trick for a long time and has been scolded for a long time. Now, even if he is not a proficient person, it can be regarded as a master's degree.

But with the help of the Statue of the Holy Emperor, an ancient sword master can be taken down so easily...

"Am I that strong?"

Mo Mo squeezed her palms, and a strange expression appeared on her pretty face.

Feng Yujin often nags her that the most difficult person to offend in the world is not a semi-saint or a holy emperor, but an ancient sword cultivator, as long as he is called "Throne of Swordsmanship" once.

A mere kendo throne... Mo Mo asked why.

The arrogant guy who often calls himself the emperor said:

"In the age of the end of the ancient sword cultivator, anyone who can reach the throne level of swordsmanship is a genius freak."

"When fighting against Spirit Refining Taixu and Spirit Refining Semi-Saint, you at least know where his upper limit is. There is a line... and there are shackles."

"And some of the Kendo Thrones have already reached their upper limit."

"You can never be sure whether that fight will be his first fight to become famous, whether you will become his stepping stone, whether he will rise from the ground..."

"The next step to the Swordsmanship Throne can be the Seven Sword Immortals or the Sword Saints. Of course, some are ready to reach the divine realm, soar into the sky and look down upon the ancestors."

When he said these words, Feng Yujin seemed to have a fixed image in his mind.

Mo Mo also felt that Feng Yujin said these things because he was once frightened by a certain ancient sword cultivator named Ba, and he had a strong psychological shadow.

Feng Yujin did not deny it, but continued:

"And the ancient sword cultivators who have been selected by the times can be specifically divided into three types, distinguished by the simplest age."

"Don't mess with the young Ancient Sword Cultivator. He is young, frivolous and high-spirited, and is most likely to make a name for himself."

"Don't mess with the old ancient sword cultivator. The old man has a lot of blood and hides in the depths. I'm sure he can force him to reveal his trump card and force himself to the door of the ancestor god, and he can trade with you."

"If you really want to provoke me, just go for the middle-aged ancient sword cultivator. This type of ancient sword cultivator has lost the vigor of youth and has not yet matured as an old man. Even though he has been famous for a long time, he has fallen into the predicament of the world. It is the lowest among the lowest... You... If you fight, you will find that he has many worries and cannot let go completely. "

The dilemma of middle age... Mo Mo thought of some of the Seven Sword Immortals, and asked what if it was not the Sword Master but the Sword Master?

Feng Yujin shook his head and said he couldn't afford to offend him. The sword master said that he was a sword master. They were all wolves in sheep's clothing. They started with the power to fight the Holy Emperor.

"The Sword Master is invincible!"

Mo Mo was implanted with this understanding.

But today, this understanding was broken for her.

Middle-aged, sword master, seems to be able to open the second realm... This ancient sword cultivator who suddenly appeared is between "low" and "invincible", and has great instability.

However, Xu Xiaoshou only helped with a sword from the air, and the sword didn't seem to be very strong, so he was captured by himself and put into the God's Coffin.

He should be a rookie among sword masters, just like me, a rookie in spiritual refining, but I have Feng Yujin to help him. He has endured for a few years, and he looks a bit powerful... Mo Mo grabbed the god-conferring coffin and turned to look at it. Xiang Baiyu confirmed:

"You know him?"

Bai Yu shook his head in fear.

He had been captured by the Emperor of Heaven, but this was the first time he saw Mo Mo take action.

She is actually so strong that she can take down the invincible Ancient Sword Saint in one fell swoop?

Where did the Fengdu sword that suddenly fell from the sky come from? It was one of her trump cards?

Yes……

Emperor Fengtian knew the Eighth Sword Immortal.

That sword was probably left by the Eighth Sword Immortal to this little girl to save her life.

However, he doesn't seem to be very strong. How could he suppress the ancient sword master to death with just one sword?

——Is it because Mo Mo is too strong?

"do not know."

Although Bai Yu wondered why the ancient sword sage didn't have to come out at all when he seemed to have made a lot of resistance in the end.

But he still said firmly and confidently: "I know all the ancient sword saints, but I definitely have never seen this one!"

Is he an unknown person... Mo Mo came to this conclusion. Sure enough, he was not that strong and could only catch an unknown person.

But the weird feeling in my heart still couldn't be erased.

There is at least one point that cannot be explained:

If you are not strong, how can you become a swordsman? Can this also be piled up with elixirs?

She stopped thinking and turned her head to look at the battlefield on the other side.

Feng Yujin was looking at himself blankly, looking at the God's Coffin in his hand, with an expression as if he was about to rush back to help, but found that it was no longer needed.

That expression was three parts stunned, three parts shocked, and four parts doubtful, as if to say, how could you challenge the Ancient Sword Master alone?

Mo Mo curled his eyes, raised the coffin in his hand, and said crisply:

"Take it."

…

Click!

Cracked tortoise shell.

All spirituality has been lost on it, and all power has been completely sealed.

When his own state slowly transferred to the guardian artifact "Substitute Turtle" that was refined by his sister, Yue Gongli, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.

boom--

The purple evil energy surged out, and there was no need to pinch the seal. When Yue Gongli stood up from the dust and smoke, a huge statue suddenly formed.

"Surrender! The Evil God of Evil!"

The huge purple-haired monster with three heads and six arms appeared again, but it did not attack immediately. Instead, it stretched out its hand to protect Yue Gongli.

"Feng Yujin, whose dog dares to mess with me?" Yue Gongli shouted loudly.

Returning to the battlefield, with the evil god of evil behind him, he was like a fox that has picked up a tiger and has someone to rely on. He waved his hand and shouted:

"Hua Yuan, kill him with one sword and let him know that you ancient sword cultivators are not easy to mess with!"

"..."

Mo Mo looked at him.

Bai Yu looked at him.

Feng Tian Holy Emperor Feng Yujin also looked at him.

No one spoke, and the scene was very awkward.

Yue Gongli opened her mouth and was about to angrily complain about why this new "servant" was so disappointing. After looking around, his eyes finally fell on the coffin in Mo Mo's hand:

"Hua Yuan!!!"

This incredible roar almost made his eyes pop out.

Yue Gongli was confused.

Really completely confused.

I was just caught off guard and fell down for a moment after receiving a palm from the Holy Emperor. In such a short period of time, were you sealed?

"You are more outrageous than me!"

After roaring at the coffin again, Yue Gongli regained his senses, brushed his hair with his fingertips, and calmly pointed at the coffin and said:

"Girl, do you also play with coffins?"

There was no response, a little embarrassed... Yue Gongli's face remained as usual, and he went straight to the point:

"I dare to ask, girl, who is wearing hair here, but is that friend of mine?"

I don't know if he is a friend or not... Mo Mo replied: "The Ancient Sword Master."

"Hahaha!" Yue Gongli raised his head and laughed, his face distorted. He couldn't believe that a super powerful ancient swordsman who could lead him out of the Siming Temple was captured by Taixu.

After laughing three times, Yue Gongli's expression turned calm, and he said with a sense of strangeness: "He is no longer my friend. I don't know him."

Hua Yuan, go ahead.

If you are caught by a little girl, what's the point of living? It will only bring shame to Hua Changdeng.

This person... Mo Mo was in a daze for a moment, almost thinking that this person was transformed by Xu Xiaoshou.

He would go crazy innocently, turn his back on others, and act so eccentrically. If he said he was Xu Xiaoshou, would everyone believe him?

"Although he is no longer my friend, I want to remind you a few words..." At the end, Yue Gongli still sighed:

"He is a person from the Yunshan Emperor Realm, the shadow of the Holy Emperor Hua Changdeng, and his name is Hua Yuan."

"Although he is very weak and is destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame in the ancient sword cultivating world, you'd better not take his semi-saint status, as it will lead to death."

People from the Five Holy Emperors' families... Feng Yujin's face flashed with surprise, and then he looked at Mo Mo with an even more disbelieving expression.

Can you take this?

However, compared to the completely ignorant Yue Gongli, Feng Yujin was on the attacking side after all.

Even if he concentrated on it, he could still see the sword of Fengdu helping him from across the air with his holy thoughts.

There seems to be Xu Xiaoshou's voice...

But the problem arises again.

"How can Xu Xiaoshou be so powerful?"

"That loser, when faced with the new Seven Swordsman Beibei, admitted that it would take him a day to solve it, how can he defeat the ancient swordsman?"

Thinking of this, Feng Yujin looked at Mo Mo even weirder.

Because apart from the influence of external factors, Bai Yu is also a scumbag in terms of combat ability...

Was it really you?

One person, one blow, sealed the ancient sword master?

…

The issue about the drastic change in Mo Mo's combat power is obviously not suitable to be studied in detail at this time.

Soon, Feng Yujin looked back at the guy who was protected by a huge monster with the power of the evil god, and frowned:

"Are you Yue Gongli?"

The key to Mo Mo's canonization was obtained, the Yunshan Emperor realm appeared, and such qualitative and quantitative ancestral power was revealed...

Everything caused Feng Yujin's emotions to cool down quickly, and he realized that this was not a passerby who met by chance. He had many connections.

The most important thing is that this guy’s surname is Yue!

Yue Gongli saw that the Holy Emperor finally panicked and showed a trace of respect that a normal spiritual refiner above the Saint level should have for the successor of the Holy Emperor. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to bully others without any courtesy:

"I am Yue Gongli, the descendant of the Holy Emperor of the Han Palace Emperor Realm... My father is the Holy Emperor of the Moon Palace, my sister is the slave of the Moon Palace, Ba Zunzhen is my brother-in-law, Dao Qiongang is my family friend, Hua Changdeng, I have spanked him since he was a child, Beihuaihe It doesn't matter to me."

"Growing up, no one dared to slap me, or even slap me, never."

"I once followed my uncle and others to Void Island. They regularly clean up ghost beasts on the inner island. I took a look and found that you were on the list that had been cleaned up. It was me who crossed out your name."

"The only thing I can't understand right now is: Why did you dare to hit me just now?"

Yue Gongli sat on the palm of the evil god Sui Yin, with his fist against his head, tilting his head and sneering.

He is really funny... Mo Mo wanted to laugh.

Even though it was a very serious occasion, that person seemed to be pulling the flag and trying to pull off the tiger's skin in a very serious manner.

But this was the first time that Mo Mo saw a guy who changed his background so abruptly after being beaten. I don't know how much of it was fake.

She felt that the dandy madman who only appeared in the novels came to life from the books. Such people should not survive the innate and master stages in various soul refining story books in the market, right?

How can there be such innocent guys on the throne, all of them have dark and deep thoughts.

Then he turned around and looked at Feng Yujin...

Mo Mo's pretty face froze.

This usually arrogant Emperor Fengtian, now looks like an irrelevant supporting character in a storybook, and was actually stunned by the words of the dandy and arrogant young man!

"Apologize." Yue Gongli swayed her legs in the fingers of the hairy disgusting monster, the evil god of evil, and said calmly.

The gray fog man Feng Yujin's lips twitched.

Mo Mo was anxious and was about to speak, but stopped with a dark face.

If Feng Yujin apologized, from now on, he would not have to talk to him, let alone raise his head in front of him and act like a ghost beast!

...

To be honest, there was a moment when Feng Yujin really wanted to apologize and hand him over.

Yes, he was so cowardly!

Apologizing is too easy, just move your mouth and save your life. The ghost beasts on the inner island are used to doing this.

Let's not talk about the eight Zun An.

When he was still in the inner island of the Void Island, Feng Yujin was a saint emperor, but he could not get into the second-in-command of the Black Vein. The only one who dominated the Black Vein was the powerful Demon Emperor Black Dragon.

Therefore, he apologized countless times to the White Vein Three Ancestors, the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, and even to the Heavenly Secret Sorcerer Wu Ji Ancestor, whose actual combat power was 10,000 times weaker than his, but whose actual status was more noble than his.

Yes, Feng Yujin did not believe that Yue Gongli, whom he had never met, would be kind enough to help him cross his name off the list of ghost beasts to be eliminated.

But the "elimination" was true, and Mo Mo didn't even know it.

The person who could say these things must be a high-ranking member of the Holy Emperor family.

Therefore, Yue Gongli's family background, including those people he brought up who had nothing to do with him, was probably related to him.

None of these are important!

The most important thing... this guy said that Ba Zun An was his brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!

Feng Yujin was really terrified.

Who is Ba Zun An?

The master of the black and white veins, stepping on the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, pointing his sword at the White Vein Three Ancestors, a terrible thing with a murderous mind and unforgivable evil.

The Holy Emperor could only scream and beg for mercy in front of him - Feng Yujin still remembers the scream of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, which was like a pig being slaughtered!

Feng Yujin could ignore anyone else who had escaped from the forbidden magic barrier, but this guy knew the Eight Venerables...

"I can't afford the gamble, I absolutely can't afford it!"

Feng Yujin's pupils kept wandering around, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of Mo Mo's calm expression.

His heart was set.

"Eight Lords?"

The gray fog burst, Feng Yujin spread his hands, shaking his shoulders and laughing wildly:

"Hehehehe..."

"Yes! Eight Lords is stepping on the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, and pointing his sword at the Three White Veins Ancestors, but on the Void Island, he has to respect me and give me some face!"

"If it weren't for my ability to be the best in the inner island, to suppress the Black Dragon, and to look down on the Three Ancestors, would he have bothered to let me come out first after leaving the Void Island?"

The voice weakened at this point, and then suddenly rose again:

"But on the Void Island, this emperor still needs to respect him. Returning to the Holy Spirit Continent, can you see that I have ignored him?"

You have ignored him. After the battle in the Eight Palaces, you almost scared him to pee... Mo Mo remembered the scene at that time, but at this time, the corners of his lips lifted up when he heard the voice, and he smiled.

Very good.

Feng Yujin did not choose to avoid!

But it was also not good.

In the entire first heaven, at this moment, only Mo Mo laughed.

...

"Ah?"

In front of the space mirror, Xu Xiaoshou, who had just finished sending out a sword, had a dull expression on his face, staring blankly at the cowardly Feng Yujin.

No, how dare he say such arrogant words?

At the end of the Eight Palaces, Ba Zun'an said a word, and he became his bodyguard obediently, okay?

That was not in the inner island of the Void Island, when Lao Ba was in the state of hiding the sword, like a useless person...

Feng Yujin, what are you trying to do with such nonsense?

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, and turned his eyes to glance at Sang Lao, Shuigui, and even Dao Qiongcang, with a questioning look on his face.

Everyone was at a loss, saying that they couldn't understand.

Even Dao Qiongcang frowned and thought hard at this time. He was unpredictable and encountered such a complex problem that was difficult to calculate with his fingers for the first time.

"There is something."

At least there is a kind of... Xu Xiaoshou "clicked" and intercepted the space image just now and saved it. He decided to let Ba Zun'an make his own evaluation when he saw him again in the future.

…

On the palm of the evil god, Yuegong Li looked even more puzzled.

No, does this Saint Emperor Fengtian have a serious illness?

The Eight Zun An is just the most insignificant one among the guys I listed, right?

What I mean is…

I am the son of Saint Emperor Yuegong, a close friend of Saint Emperor Hua Changdeng, and I have a relationship with Saint Emperor Beihuai that is hard to explain but you can imagine it yourself.

You mentioned three Saint Emperors in one sentence, why did you mention that eight-fingered useless man to me, he must be panting when he walks now!

“You don’t have to apologize.”

Yuegong Li chose to give in.

He didn’t come for Saint Emperor Fengtian in the first place, so there was no need to start a war and let Xu Xiaoshou peek at his ability in vain.

Apology was only the first condition he proposed for negotiation, and he could bargain.

Yes, Feng Yujin's unreasonable behavior could only be barely explained as bargaining in Yue Gongli's eyes. He calmly stated:

"Since you are the Holy Emperor, I respect you three points and let you slap me without pursuing the matter."

"But you can't hit someone and then take my friend, right? Although he is no longer my friend..."

Yue Gongli pointed to the coffin in Mo Mo's hand, pinched his face and said:

"I am now the master of the red robe, I have to have face, if you are so ruthless, it will be difficult for me to live as a human being."

"I can't be a human being, so naturally your ghost beast body can't live in peace. After all, I have already said that I am the ruler in red."

Yue Gongli said as he put on the red standard robe that he had changed several times because of its unsightliness but was still not satisfied with it.

He is very good at being a good person...

Feng Yujin felt comfortable.

The feeling of having your self-esteem taken care of is always better than making a fool of yourself in front of Mo Mo.

Then when he glanced at Mo Mo, Feng Yujin's eyes wandered, and the tangled expression on his face could be summed up in one sentence:

"If he retreats, we should also give in?"

Everyone could see that a mere half-saint slapped the Holy Emperor and then gave him a sweet date, which was not actually a "retreat" method at all.

When the Holy Emperor fights against a Half-Saint, according to the previously arrogant Feng Yujin, he can directly destroy him by laying down his palm. He will lose if he exceeds ten breaths.

Mo Mo knew all this.

This was the first time that she didn't want to hand over a semi-saint, and she even came up with the radical idea of ​​taking it in and canonizing it as a saint, in order to dampen the spirit of the dandy young man.

But she also knew that Feng Yujin was in trouble.

Therefore, Yue Gongli’s background suppression is an effective suppression. He is really someone who even Feng Yujin cannot afford to offend...

Mo Mo was vaguely disappointed.

This is extremely inconsistent with the image of "Sealing the Heavenly Holy Emperor" that Feng Yujin has always instilled in him.

But some good guys had gathered nearby. Mo Mo didn't want to hurt Feng Yujin's self-esteem in public, so he nodded obediently and threw the coffin out.

Feng Yujin opened his mouth and tightened his fists. He no longer dared to look at Mo Mo, nor did he dare to stop the God's Coffin from leaving.

So be it.

…

"Hua Yuan, you have to know that your life does not belong to Hua Changdeng now, it belongs to me!"

Yue Gongli finally became the winner. He stood up from the palm of the evil god Sui Yin with a big smile and tried to summon the god's coffin. He was very proud of himself.

But at this time...

Bang!

There was a loud noise in the sky.

A black shadow stepped heavily on the God's Coffin, kicking it from mid-air and driving it into the ground, causing huge spider web cracks to appear on the ground.

He just broke into the center of the battlefield brazenly and stood on top of the vertical coffin, his black clothes swaying and his black hair flying.

He turned his back to Yue Gongli, not caring whether the ferocious purple-haired monster with three heads and six arms would attack him. He dared to face Feng Yujin and taunted the Holy Emperor unscrupulously:

"Hey, this is a person who is not even familiar with the Eight Saints. How can he meet such a small demi-saint? Are you scared?"