Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 838 Publicity
The old man nodded and said: "The young master is so humble, and the old servant is very pleased. However, it is rumored that Mo Chen has a fighting power comparable to that of a middle-level emperor, but the old man still does not want to believe it, and the young master is a real emperor. Genius, the realm itself is different, so how can Mo Chen be the match of the young master. In my opinion, Nangong Hongzhen is only for the face of the human race, and in addition, Mo Chen won the honor for the human race by defeating the Hai clan. "

Lin Fengying smiled lightly and said: "Regardless of the facts, it is rumored that Mo Chen was seriously injured in that battle and his foundation was damaged. I am afraid it will be very difficult to make progress in this life. If there is a chance, I would like to fight with him." Let's play a match now and see what makes him so good."

The old man continued: "For tens of thousands of years in Yuanyang Continent, geniuses are like stars in the night sky. There are countless talents, but how many can really rise? Geniuses only have potential, but they are not destined to become strong. Then Mo Chen To be famous in the continent is already considered extremely lucky, even if it falls, it is considered a dazzling shooting star. Only a genius like Young Master who can grow up can become one of the leaders who will dominate the continent in the future."

Lin Fengying smiled lightly and said: "No one can say for sure what will happen in the future. As long as our generation of warriors moves forward step by step, we will be able to reach the end sooner or later, and then strike hard to break the bottleneck of the end point of martial arts."

It seems that Lin Fengying's ambition is also very high, and he is bound to break through the bottleneck at the end of martial arts and step into the divine way.

The old man looked relieved, and said: "The young master can have such a mind, the old man is very happy."

Lin Fengying smiled, looked away, and asked calmly: "Okay, needless to say, how is the progress of repairing the teleportation array?"

The old man shook his head and said: "There is still no progress. Nanling City is full of spirit masters, and there are very few inscription masters. It is very difficult to restore."

Lin Fengying's calm face turned gloomy, and said: "Send a message to the Lord City Lord, within three days, no matter what method he uses, he must repair the formation."

The old man shook his head and said, "It's difficult. Currently there is no powerful inscription master in Nanling City. The strongest one is only a seventh-level peak inscription master. It is very difficult to repair it. You should find another way."

Lin Fengying said: "Although Nanling City is the entrance of Qingxiao City, the distance between the two places is extremely far. It will take a long time to fly there. Now the Martial Soul Conference is less than half a month away. We can get there, but we will be exhausted, and it may be difficult to achieve any good results when we are tired."

The old man's eyes dimmed, and he said, "Master, do you think that the destruction of the teleportation array was done on purpose?"

Lin Fengying grinned and said, "Whether someone did it on purpose or not, it's impossible to achieve the goal."

The old man wanted to say something, but Lin Fengying waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, keep an eye on the repair progress of the teleportation array, and return to Qingxiao City to talk about other things."

"Yes!" The old man bowed slightly and nodded, then left the room.

After the old man left, Lin Fengying looked down at the duel battlefield again, the corners of his mouth raised, and he shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, on the ring, the fake Mo Chen was holding a long sword, and he was fighting with the fake Long Yan. The battle between the two was extremely gorgeous, and the crowd around them continued to applaud.

"Death to me!"

That Long Yan shouted loudly, and took out a round weapon in his hand, and slashed down fiercely. Fake Mo Chen had no choice but to raise his sword to meet him. A few mouthfuls of blood came out.

"Haha, Mo Chen, your foundation is damaged, and the gap in realm is a gap that you will never be able to bridge. This time, let me see how you can survive."

False Longyan looked ferocious, walked towards Mo Chen step by step, and said proudly: "Your Xuanbing has been damaged, and you have been injured by my real dragon's energy, you have no power to resist anymore."

The crowd around became tense, they all mistakenly thought that this Mo Chen was the real Mo Chen, seeing that Mo Chen was about to lose, their mood sank to the bottom, and they sweated for Mo Chen.

Fake Mo Chen took a few deep breaths, turned his hands and took out a large amount of pills, wanting to restore his vitality, at the same time discarded the long sword in his hand, sacrificed a broad knife, and said coldly: "Although the Xuanbing is damaged, but Daojian is originally a family, and Ben Shao's sword skills are also irresistible to you."

False Longyan shook his head and sneered, and said: "The mayfly shakes the tree." He raised the round weapon in his hand and slammed it down.

"Shake your sister!"

Fake Mo Chen shouted loudly, the bright broadsword clanged in his hand, and a large number of sword lights began to shine, and they all fell out of the air, and shouted: "Let you see my new trick, three consecutive cuts!"

"boom!"

Three attacks sounded, and the fake Mo Chen was still shaken away, spouting a few mouthfuls of blood again, he planted his long knife on the ground, firmly supported his body not to fall, his eyes were full of endless anger, fiercely staring at each other.

False Longyan was also shocked back a few steps, with killing intent on his face, he said: "Mo Chen, the fateful battle between you and me, it's time to end."

"is it?"

Fake Mo Chen raised his head, his expression of anger and reluctance gradually became calm, and his aura began to rise little by little, "Since the eighth layer of Huangyou can't kill you, let's break it again!"

"boom!"

Following the fake Mo Chen's cold shout, the momentum on his body began to climb crazily, and he even broke through the bottleneck of the eighth level of Huangyou in an instant, and came to the ninth level of Huangyou. This scene shocked the crowd.

False Longyan was also horrified, "How is it possible, isn't your and my martial arts foundation damaged? How could it be possible to break through in front of the battle? This is impossible."

"There is nothing impossible in this world, die for me, three times in a row!"

The fake Mo Chen's aura surged, and he cut out three sword lights again. The fake Longyan raised his mysterious weapon to meet him in horror, and the three voices came again, but this time, the round black weapon in the fake Longyan's hand directly shattered. Then, the whole body was directly blown away by a huge impact force, spurting out endless blood.

"Good! Well played!"

The crowd below began to applaud. They thought that Mo Chen was about to lose, but they unexpectedly broke through, turned the defeat into victory, defeated the first genius of the Sea Clan, and made the Human Clan proud again.

Mo Chen in the crowd couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly. This fake Mo Chen didn't make a breakthrough in battle, but he used secret techniques to suppress his realm, and then used deception to make people feel that he was breaking through in front of the battle. Moreover, the battle between the two seemed exciting. , but in fact it was like a sparring, as if it had been prepared long ago.

"Pfft!"

The fake Longyan kept vomiting blood, looked at the fake Mo Chen in horror, and asked unwillingly: "How is it possible, how did you recover your martial arts foundation?"

"Haha, good question!"

Mo Chen laughed loudly, filled with a sense of pride, and said: "Although my martial spirit has been injured and the foundation of martial arts has been damaged, the Martial Soul Palace is a holy place for the human race, and the way of martial soul is beyond what you sea beasts can imagine. , Dongfang Yu, the young master inlaid with the red flag, is devoted to the way of martial arts. His attainments in the way of martial arts are very powerful. Martial arts foundation, these techniques and elixirs are definitely the first for Wuhun, and the best healing elixirs for damaged foundations are definitely the first choice for warriors."

"No, I'm not reconciled, why didn't I meet Dongfang Yu first, otherwise you should be the one who died today." False Longyan roared wildly, full of endless unwillingness.

Mo Chen in the crowd was extremely astonished. He finally understood what this scene meant. It turned out that he was doing sales. The ultimate goal was to sell the fake medicine that Mo Chen said. At the same time, he was also selling Dongfang Yu's prestige. .

It seems that Xianghongqi should be playing tricks behind this.

The Xianghong Banner is developing rapidly, and has vaguely been able to challenge the status of the Zhenghuang Banner, the leader of the Hall of Souls. This time, the Martial Soul Conference is probably intended to suppress the Zhenghuang Banner, become the first banner, and control the Wuhun Eight Banners.

What surprised Mo Chen was that Xianghongqi actually made Dongfang Yu the young master. Could it be that Dongfanghong didn't move to Dongfangyu, or something happened to Dongfanghong.

He didn't care about Dongfanghong's safety, but Dongfanghong still owed him tens of billions of stones and a lot of resources. He was going to die, so who could he find?

Moreover, since the news of Dongfang Yu has spread, the whereabouts of those Yaozu people and the whereabouts of Fatty Xuan can also be inquired.

Mo Chen's trip to Qingxiao City was to fulfill his promise to help Xianglan Qi, and secondly, to inquire about Fatty Xuan.

I didn't expect that these two fake guys were doing publicity for Dongfang Yu, so they might be able to follow the clues.

"Interesting." Lin Fengying on the other side also understood, a hint of teasing flashed across his face, and then he returned to the room.

On the arena, Fake Longyan struggled to stand up from the ground, tightly held the broken black weapon in his hand, and sighed deeply, feeling like a hero's end, and said unwillingly: "Mo Chen, don't be complacent, I am not defeated. In your hands, but in the hands of your human race Dongfang Yu."

"Hmph, it's your honor to be defeated by Young Master Dongfang Yu, so die to me!"

Fake Mo Chen suddenly took a step forward, slashed down with the broad knife in his hand, and a blade glow directly blasted on the fake Longyan, who immediately burst out a lot of blood mist, and the whole person was blown away, turned into a black spot, and disappeared in the distance.

Fake Mo Chen's long sword stationed there, with an air of arrogance, he said proudly: "As long as I, Mo Chen, are around for a day, you sea beasts will never be arrogant."

Like a hero of a generation, the top master of the human race, the fake Mo Chen held a knife with one hand and carried it on his back with one hand. His proud voice spread all around, causing the crowd to applaud.

Fake Mo Chen grinned, showing a satisfied smile, and said to himself: "Fortunately, there is Dongfang Yu with a red flag, otherwise my martial spirit would be difficult to recover, and my martial arts foundation would not be able to recover. I really should be grateful for being able to break through today." Young Master Dongfang Yu."

As soon as the voice fell, the fake Mo Chen stepped directly on his feet, and his whole body flew up into the air, flying towards the distance.

"It was really a wonderful duel, but what is surprising is that Dongfang Yu with the red flag is really powerful. He was able to heal Mo Chen's martial soul, and he was able to research the ancient alchemy formula and restore the foundation of martial arts. It seems that in the future Martial soul is damaged, and the foundation of martial arts has been compromised, so we can find a savior."

There were countless voices from the crowd, most of which were arranged in advance.

"Not to mention the damage to the martial soul, just the ancient alchemy that can heal the foundation of martial arts is exciting. I'll go to Xianghongqi first to see if I can buy a few."

"Yes, yes, such a good medicine must be snapped up. If there is a chance, I must ask Dongfang Yu to upgrade my martial soul. No matter how expensive it is, it is worth it."

The crowd boiled up and headed towards the direction of the red flag of Nanling City. Feeling the crowded scene, Mo Chen just showed a helpless smile, then stepped a little, and secretly followed the fake Mo Chen.

(End of this chapter)