Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1794 Are you talking about that popsicle?

Tianzi Yin, the king of the sky, appeared, and the audience was completely silent. Countless people stared at Tianzi Yin's face, wanting to find out his origin, but Tianzi Yin was also a rare strong man in the underworld, so how could he be on the mainland? Someone will be able to recognize his identity.

Only Chen Mo knows that Tianzi Yin is not only the king of the sky, but also a peerless powerhouse who has lived for countless years.

As for how strong he is, Chen Mo doesn't know, but it is enough to suppress the entire martial arts field.

"Senior, are you sure that the real medicine is the enemy of the Luoshui Holy Land?" Luo Dong looked at the Sky King Yin Tianzi seriously, and said, "The Samsara Sword in Chen Mo's hand is the treasure of the Samsara Daoist. It is only natural for the inheritors of Daoist Samsara to get back the Sword of Samsara."

"Are you the inheritor of Daoist Samsara?"

Tianzi Yin looked at Luodong in surprise, with disbelief evident on his face.

You know, it is precisely because of the order of the Samsara Taoist that the Yin Emperor will protect Chen Mo.

Otherwise, he, a strong man, would not have left the underworld for Chen Mo.

As if knowing that Tianzi Yin would not believe it, Luodong's hands emerged with power, containing powerful samsara power, which spread all over the sky in an instant, gathering into rolling samsara power.

In this scene, even if Tianzi Yin didn't believe it, he also understood that Luodong might have the possibility to obtain the treasure left by the Samsara Taoist, so that he could control the power of Samsara.

"Since you are the inheritor of the Samsara Daoist, I can give you the opportunity to take the Samsara Sword from Chen Mo, but it must be after the martial arts competition is over. Otherwise, nothing will be discussed."

After saying this, Yin Tianzi's body descended to the top of the martial arts arena, he only glanced at Chen Mo, and then closed his eyes to rest his mind, making the scene into a stiff atmosphere.

The others all looked at Luo Dong, wanting to know how he would choose.

Luo Dong just glanced at Chen Mo, then walked to the other side and closed his eyes to rest.

As long as he can attack Chen Mo, Luo Dong is confident enough to take away the Samsara Sword.

"Boy, you are lucky, but wait a moment, and I will kill you."

Xue Yun stared directly at Chen Mo with dark eyes.

As if they were inseparable from each other, there was a look of killing Wushuang in his eyes.

Especially when he thought that he had broken an arm because of the appearance of Tianzi Yin.

He was even more angry with Chen Mo, and he was almost ready to run away at any time.

Chen Mo shrugged and said expressionlessly: "It is not certain who killed who, but I, Chen Mo, definitely killed you."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mo looked at Qian Biluo who was still hugging him but was dazed.

"Master Qian, how long are you going to hold me?"

"what……!"

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Qian Biluo regained consciousness subconsciously, and then threw Chen Mo across the air with both hands, and fell straight down, causing Chen Mo to grin his teeth in pain.

"Master Qian, you are really ruthless, no matter how you say it, I am also a wounded person, can you treat me better?"

"Hmph... who told you to bully me like this." Qian Biluo blushed, Yi Zhenyan looked at Chen Mo, and then saw that Chen Mo didn't seem to be lying, and immediately walked up to support his body.

Then the two came to their seats and sat down.

Letting go of Chen Mo's hand, Qian Biluo couldn't help frowning, and said, "Who is that person? Why did he come out to save you?"

"You mean the popsicle?"

Chen Mo asked back, raised his head and looked at Tianzi Yin, only to see that Tianzi Yin's face suddenly became stiff when he heard Chen Mo's popsicle, and he gave Chen Mo a hard look with his cold eyes.

In this scene, no matter how stupid everyone is, they still understand that Chen Mo has a certain relationship with Emperor Yin.

Otherwise, how could the other party come to the rescue.

Standing on the high platform, Xue Tian witnessed the whole process, his heart was beating wildly. Originally, he looked down on Chen Mo. After all, Chen Mo had no background, but after Emperor Yin came out, his contempt for Chen Mo has been restrained and even changed. .

Coughing, Xue Tian said, "Everyone, the fifth round of martial arts competitions has officially started. You can choose your most powerful competitor, and then defeat each other."

"You can also choose your opponent by drawing lots. As long as you win, you can enter the next round."

In order to speed up the end of the contest, recruit relatives.

Xue Tian obviously doesn't care about the outcome, he only knows that the situation is beyond his control.

On one side is the unfathomable Chen Mo, who possesses the Samsara Sword and the Samsara Sword Art, with the help of Emperor Yin, and on the other side is the disciple of the Luoshui Holy Land. Both sides are giants to Xue Tian.

No matter who offends, Xue Tian can't bear the anger.

"I suggest that draw lots to decide. In this way, it is fair and just."

Someone heard Xue Tian's words and said on the spot: "As far as the lottery is concerned, although there will be unrivaled opponents, as long as you are lucky, you may not be able to make it to the final round."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people immediately agreed.

So the crowd began to draw lots.

It was Chen Mo's turn to draw lots, and the number he drew was number six, with a strange expression on his face.

Because he hadn't come down from the ring yet, someone shouted: "Who is number six? Come out for me."

"it's me."

Chen Mo immediately stood up and looked at the aura emanating from the other party's body.

Obviously the middle period of Mahayana.

This kind of cultivation, in Chen Mo's opinion, can be regarded as peerless.

But when the man saw that it was Chen Mo, his face suddenly darkened, "Why is my luck so unlucky, who is not good to meet, but you, let me experience the power of the reincarnation sword, if you can defeat Me, that's also your strength."

The man quickly regained his confidence and stepped onto the ring.

It's just that under Chen Mo's strong attack, in less than a blink of an eye, the opponent had no strength to fight back, and was directly defeated, and then left in a daze.

Then, Chen Mo stepped off the ring.

Qian Biluo seemed to have expected that Chen Mo would win, without any surprise.

Xueyun not far away has been watching Chen Mo's battle.

He can be sure that if he was five or five points against Chen Mo before, it is now four or six points. Even Xue Yun is not sure that he can defeat Chen Mo.

Looking up at Luo Dong beside him, Xue Yun said: "Senior brother Luo Dong, I'm afraid I'm not Chen Mo's opponent, so please give me some advice on how I can defeat him."

"You want to defeat him?" Luo Dong smiled, but in the smile, it was obvious that he was mocking Xue Yun for being overwhelmed, "What kind of person is the Samsara Daoist, the Samsara Sword and the Samsara Sword Jue he left behind were all taken by that kid Take control, do you think you can still defeat him?"

These words directly killed Xue Yun's last thought of defeating Chen Mo, and made Xue Yun struggle hard and face ugly.

However, Luo Dong quickly said again: "If you want to defeat, there is only one way, desperately."

"With your Xueyun's icy physique and the Ice Mysterious Sword, you will expose all your trump cards at the beginning of the duel. Try to defeat him before he activates the reincarnation sword duel."

"Is there no other way?" Xueyun seemed a little unwilling. He was also an inner disciple of Luoshui Holy Land after all, and defeated a guy without any cultivation.

You have to use a desperate attitude and play all your cards in order to have a chance to defeat the opponent.

What a shame this is for Xueyun.

(End of this chapter)