Chapter 938 Have You Asked Me? (Twelfth Update)

"Who is this man? He is so heroic."

"This person couldn't have been Fairy Lengrou's lover before, so he chased after her."

"How come I haven't seen you from Bailian Sect before?"

Most of the monks present had still never seen Su Zimo.

Even if you have heard the name Mo Ling, you still don't know the name.

While many monks were discussing and sighing, not many noticed that the monks from the Sword Sect were staring at Su Zimo fiercely!

That look in his eyes was sharper than a sword, as if he wanted to eat him alive!

A sword cultivator standing at the front stared at the long sword beside Su Zimo, gritting his teeth with a ferocious expression, and the veins on his neck were exposed.

This sword cultivator is none other than Jian Wuxing, who is third on the list of visions!

If there wasn't someone holding him next to him, I'm afraid he would have rushed over!

It turned out that the long sword Su Zimo threw was the Jinghong Magic Sword that he took away from Jian Wuxing in Fengyun City!

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

Su Zimo himself is not a sword cultivator.

Moreover, he had snatched the Jinghong Magic Sword casually, and it really didn’t hurt him to give it away.

"Uncle, little master, you are truly an ancestor!"

Nangong Ling wailed in his heart.

Nangong Ling held his forehead and Liu Hanyan turned his face sideways, not daring to look into the eyes of the sword formation monk.

At this time, they wanted to drag Su Zimo back to the sect immediately.

The current situation is chaotic enough.

Su Zimo stood up to help Leng Rou speak, which had already offended Master Lanyue and Ye Tiancheng.

This is good, even the Sword Sect has been offended!

Nangong Ling was about to cry but had no tears, and secretly prayed in his heart: "Uncle Master, please calm down! You said you just wanted to take the sword, and you also took the innate magic weapon you snatched and gave it to others..."

With all these old and new grudges added together, Nangong Ling felt that everyone in the Jian Sect could no longer hold it any longer and came to kill them!

Ruxuan stood silently, a little disappointed.

"It would be great if my uncle could do this to me."

Ruxuan thought silently in her heart.

"Eh? That's wrong!"

"Why do everyone in Jianzong have red eyes, as if they have been greatly wronged?"

"That sword looks familiar."

"The Jinghong Magic Sword! Isn't that the Jinghong Magic Sword of Jian Wuhen? How could it fall into the hands of this person!"

"Don't you know yet, the Jinghong Magic Sword has been taken away by someone! It seems to be a Nascent Soul Lord from Bailian Sect, his name is Mo Ling."

"Ah! It's him! He became famous in one battle in Fengyun City, and he was also the one who deposed Cheng Peng!"

Soon, there was an even louder sound from the crowd.

Zhenjun Pang Lan of the Tiangang Sect crossed his arms and looked at Su Zimo with a half-smile.

He was at the top of the vision four hundred years ago.

He is older than most of the Nascent Soul Lords present, and he is also more calm and sophisticated!

In his opinion, in this situation, that Mo Ling would die without him taking action!

Many monks were noisy and noisy, and the little fat man and the others didn't hear much about the ink spirit or the sword cultivator.

They didn't care either.

Only Ji Chengtian knew what was going on.

But under the gaze of Taojun Lanyue, he did not dare to perform these small tricks through spiritual sound transmission.

"okay!"

Taojun Lanyue took a deep breath, and a huge coercion descended on the Tongxuan Courtyard, and the voices of discussion gradually became thinner.

"May I have your name?"

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

Su Zimo stood up, smiled slightly, cupped his fists and said, "I'm Mo Ling, the weapon refiner."

"Um?"

When they heard this name, both Lengrou and the little fat man were moved.

Even Shi Jian was stunned for a moment.

Leng Rou knelt on the ground, motionless at first.

After hearing the name, she turned her head for the first time and looked at Su Zimo curiously, with a hint of scrutiny and a hint of size.

It has to be said that compared to Little Fatty and others, Leng Rou, as a woman, has a more delicate mind.

She noticed that what Su Zimo said just now seemed to be conveying some message.

Normally, this Mo Ling is a disciple of the Hundred Refiners Sect, so there is no need to add the word "refiner master".

And this person added the meaning of "refiner master" to this sentence, was he reminding her of something?

"Could it be..."

Leng Rou thought of a possibility, her heart was beating wildly, and she was so excited that she could hardly suppress it!

The corners of Daojun Lanyue's lips curled up slightly, seeming to be a little disdainful, and said: "Oh? Mo Ling, this name is a bit unfamiliar. Is it on the list of visions? Why have I never heard of it?"

Taojun Lanyue seemed to be asking, but the implication was that Mo Ling was an unknown person!

"It doesn't matter."

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

"Leng Rou is my most proud disciple, the monk who will be named Master Fulu!"

Taojun Lanyue sneered and said, "Although you gave away a magic weapon from the Xiantian Lord, you have no reputation! To put it bluntly, you are not worthy of Lengrou at all!"

"oh?"

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

"hehe."

Daojun Lanyue sneered again and said, "Who is Ye Tiancheng? The number one true king in the list of visions, how do you compare with him?"

"The frog in the well."

"How ridiculous! A monk who has never even been on the vision list wants to steal a marriage from Senior Brother Ye with the help of an innate magic weapon he snatched?"

"This is the light of fireflies, trying to compete with the bright moon!"

Many monks from Hunyuan Sect laughed.

Even though Mo Ling became famous after fighting in Fengyun City, it was still far behind Ye Tiancheng's fame!

Su Zimo suddenly laughed.

"The First True Lord?"

Su Zimo asked calmly: "Who sealed it?"

"Since the master entered the Nascent Soul Realm, he has fought countless battles and has never been defeated. He is named the No. 1 True King and no one questions it!" 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 easy to be crowned the No. 1 True Lord. What a coincidence. Since I stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, I have fought countless battles and have never been defeated. So, I am also the No. 1 True Lord. Jun?"

"you……"

The maid was speechless for a moment.

The next moment, Su Zimo looked at Ye Tiancheng and said something so shocking that the whole courtyard fell into silence instantly!

"You are known as the First True Lord, have you ever asked me?"

hiss!

The group of cultivators moved.

This simple sentence exudes domineering power that makes people tremble!

The momentum is compelling!

Tit for tat!

No one expected that before the Qianhe Tea Party had even progressed to the second part of the competition between geniuses, someone would dare to challenge Ye Tiancheng head-on!

There was such a moment.

The group of cultivators even had the illusion that even Ye Tiancheng bowed in front of this Mo Ling!

Zhenjun Pang Lan had a smile on his face and a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Don't go there."

Hang Qiuyu said to Jian Wuxing: "This Mo Ling is very strong. Even if you have a sword in your hand, I'm afraid you won't be his opponent!"

Lengrou's eyes were filled with brilliant colors.

so similar!

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

Leng Rou believes it.

Only that person has such a arrogant and invincible aura!

PS: I recommend a book, "Eternal Martial God", introduction: If you want to reach heaven, you must first destroy the immortals. If you want to become a saint, you must defy heaven all the way!

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