Chapter 1177

Chapter 1177   He was beheaded

Discuss?

Mo Daoxian became angry immediately, what does it mean to have a discussion?

Be a saint yourself! What else are you discussing?

Where did this blind guy come from, suppress it! Wait, I must suppress him! With this IQ, suppressing him is for his own good, so as to gain wisdom by taking a fall, so as not to suffer outside.

Therefore, Mo Daoxian said: "I am the Taoist master, what else do I need to discuss?"

After finishing speaking, Mo Daoxian didn't wait for these people to say anything, and said again: "Okay! Get ready to ring the Taoist bell to tell the world."

Mo Daoxian bluntly said that when he gave an order, a saint must have the demeanor of a saint.

In the past, he was tied up because of the layout, but now that he is back as the king, what else should he care about.

Looking at Mo Daoxian who was flying freely, everyone present was completely speechless.

Could it be that Mo Daoxian's brain has been hurt because of fighting so many sub-sages?

Otherwise, why would he say such a mindless thing?

Are you Taoist?

Even if you are a saint, you have made great achievements! But under the record of the Taoist master, it can only be a foil.

never mind! I guess he was really injured, otherwise the Taoist master's record of killing the saints is there, and people with normal IQ would not win the throne in this way.

So the elder sent by Meteor Sect thought for a while and said, "Which... the cabbages I just planted yesterday left before I watered them."

"Elder Fang, wait for me.

The bird card invented by the Taoist master has not been played yet, let's play a game today! "

"Oh, let's go together, my hands are itchy too!"

"Then I'll leave first. The law enforcement disciples of Daozong invited me to talk about things. Alas, I don't know if my sect made a mistake. I'm a little worried."

"Yeah! Brother Liu, don't we have to try to figure out the sword skills, together?"

"..."

As the Meteorite Sect elder stood up and left, one after another warrior stood up and went with him.

In a short period of time, the huge hall has already left seven or eighty-eight.

Mo Daoxian's eyes turned green. What's the attitude of these people?

Don't take him seriously at all!

What is watering your own cabbage?

What is this!

And playing bird cards?

What is this stuff?

Pastime?

You are a majestic saint discussing matters, but you think it is better to play bird cards for entertainment?

Also, what do law enforcement disciples ask you to talk about.

Ma De, I am a dignified saint, the master of Taoism.

The status is not as good as a law enforcement disciple of Daozong?

Too much deception!

Mo Daoxian was furious, and just wanted to block the pace of these people with a burst of saintly breath, and deal with them severely.

At this time, the master of Qifeng said: "Junior Brother Mo, alas, I will arrange for a doctor to come and see for you.

You have indeed paid too much for my Taoist sect. "

Mo Daoxian's original movements paused slightly, and he looked at Qifeng Peak Master incomprehensibly, what does he mean by this?

Call yourself sick!

The Lord of Zhufeng also sighed at this time: "Junior Brother Mo, I didn't expect that your obsession is so deep, and you still remember this after being hurt like this."

"..."

Who is hurt?

Can those inferior saints hurt me?

yes! It's a lot of trouble to clean them up, but I've already figured it out.

What can they do to me?

No matter how slow Mo Daoxian was at the moment, he could still react.

I'm afraid that something happened that I don't know about, otherwise how could these people have such an attitude?

However, what could make them ignore him, a saint with great achievements?

I am a saint!

After hiding his strength for so long, shouldn't it make countless people's jaws drop as soon as he appears, and they will worship him infinitely.

Why do you feel like you don't take me seriously now?

And look at yourself like a clown!

Saint!

Even in ancient times, this is a supreme existence, who dares to underestimate it.

But now, what attitude do these people have?

"Elder Mo, take a good rest.

We believe that with your strength, you will be able to recover soon.

Now follow us to show the doctor. "

Some elders also spoke, and they also felt that Mo Daoxian had something wrong with his mind.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to seize the throne in this way.

They never imagined that Mo Daoxian went straight to seize the throne without inquiring about the details.

In their view, to seize the throne, one must know oneself and the enemy. It is impossible for Mo Daoxian not to know the news that the whole world knows.

After all, normal people, the human race won the war, so don't ask how they won.

But Mo Daoxian had confidence in Xu Wuzhou's despicable means, and was not surprised to see the victory, so he didn't ask how he won.

It's like Xu Wuzhou thinks that the game set by Mo Daoxian, those sub-sages will definitely be resolved, even if there are many sub-sages, Mo Daoxian must win in the end.

This is the confidence that the two have in each other.

Mo Daoxian's face turned green and pale, he sensed the problem, but the situation was already like this.

So no matter what, he must be strong to the end, so Mo Daoxian said: "The saint's oracle, don't you all follow it?"

The words of a sage possessed supreme authority in ancient times.

Especially in this day and age.

He originally thought that these people would give in if he suppressed him as a saint.

However, at this time, I heard an elder muttering: "The saint's oracle is useless in front of the Taoist master, and the Taoist master has even killed the saint!"

Mo Daoxian straightened his eyes for a moment, and at the same time made sure that he was not hallucinating.

What?

Has Xu Wuzhou been killed?

Are you kidding me!

He's just a real king!

Even if it breaks through, it is still a great power!

So he can behead the saint?

What are you kidding?

Be a saint! He knows the power of a saint! Da Neng and the saint are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles!

Are you now telling the beheaded saint?

What's more, where did the saint come from?

Emperor?

Magic Emperor?

Mo Daoxian felt that the world was unreal, and Xu Wuzhou killed the saint?

What a joke!

But everything in front of him told him that the news was indeed true.

Mo Daoxian looked at everyone again, and finally understood why everyone thought he was sick.

It's true that he is a saint, but Xu Wuzhou has become a saint.

Then what are you?

Even though Mo Daoxian was shameless, he felt ashamed at this moment, and wished he could find a place to sneak in.

Made!

Just now those people didn't know how to slander themselves for being mentally ill.

Mo Daoxian was extremely regretful, why didn't he ask the situation before he acted.

"Junior Brother Mo, let's go, I'll take you to see a doctor."

Master Qifeng stood up and shouted at Mo Daoxian.

Mo Daoxian glared at the master of Qifeng, and said nothing else, his figure jumped and disappeared into the hall.

There was only one sentence left: "I am seriously injured, my soul has been wounded, and I need to recuperate. Don't bother me."

Mo Daoxian almost gritted his teeth and said this sentence, there is no way, it is better to be thought that there is something wrong with his mind than a joke.

Made! What's going on with the holy cut?

Mo Daoxian was swept away, he was going to find Shen Xiang, he trained the Nine Glorious Army, and he was going to ask about the details of that battle.

I do not believe! I don't agree!

I have released all the big moves of my saint status, and I can still be taken away by the bastard Xu Wuzhou as the Taoist master!

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