Legend of Fighting Emperor

He did not expect that the Black Dragon Emperor Mo Cangtian would actually look exactly like his father, Huo Yuanzheng, who had already passed away.

What was going on?

Is the heavens giving me another chance?

Is it to give me another chance to be filial?

Suddenly, Mu Xuan's memories that belonged to him shook and a wave of warmth surged out. It was a warm sensation, as if Mo Wentian was able to see his father clearly again.

Mu Xuan looked at his father Huo Yuanzheng's complexion in his previous life, and his memories belonging to Mo Wentian stared fixedly at Mo Cangtian's complexion. The two of them merged together, and in the end, the two memories merged.

In this life, the heavens have given us a chance. Whether it's Huo Yuanzheng or Mo Cangtian, this, is my father!

Mu Xuan's emotions gradually calmed down, but his eyes were still staring at Black Dragon Emperor.

Mo Cangtian also felt that there was something strange about Mo Wentian. His heart was moved, and with a wave of his right hand, a ray of light flashed, and the light screen around Mu Xuan's body disappeared.

Mu Xuan said softly. His eyes were filled with tears, as he looked at Huo Yuanzheng and then looked back at Mo Cangtian. "Father!"

These two words were heavier than the word 'Mt. Tai' and were as thick as the sea.

Mu Xuan's heart had been aching for the past two years. That day, when he saw his father who was like a dried corpse in Bai Jia Village, the enormous grief in his heart exploded at this moment. In an instant, scenes of what happened in the Bai Jia Village flashed before his eyes unceasingly, and in Mo Wentian's memories, Mo Cangtian's pampering and tolerance also continued to flash across his mind.

"Right." Mo Cangtian did not seem to be good with words, his voice sounded beside Mu Xuan's ears.

"You will probably be wronged for a while. For the sake of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, you can bear with it for the time being!" Mo Cangtian seemed to be unable to bear to say these words, but he had no choice but to do so for the sake of the big picture. After all, both the Shan Jia's ancestor and the Devil Moon Sect's ancestor were staring at the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, and if they were not careful, this matter would become a fuse that would ignite the entire war.

In truth, the Shan Jia and the Devil Moon Sect only borrowed Shan Qiubai and Long Da's matter as a reason, they wanted to confirm whether the powerful sword intent was actually unleashed by Mo Wentian or not. If it was, they would use any means possible to capture Mo Wentian first, because he was a powerful character that would determine the outcome of the battle.

Thus, the elders from both sides rushed there immediately. Unfortunately, they were a step too late and were taken away by the elders of the Enforcement Hall in the name of law enforcement. This was, after all, their imperial city, and since it was the Law Enforcement Hall's matter, the two elders had no choice but to give up.

As such, the ancestors of both sides transmitted their thoughts to the three kings of Black Dragon Mountain Empire. This matter depends on how you handle it.

Since he couldn't get it, then he would just destroy it.

This was what both the Shan Jia and the Devil Moon Sect had in mind, they definitely could not allow it to grow into an opponent for them.

At this moment, the gold-gowned Devil Emperor and Emperor of Zi Long on the high platform of the Enforcement Hall looked towards Mo Wentian. He was filled with doubts, wasn't this the trash mentioned by the princes? In the past, the princes had bullied him in all sorts of ways, and he had always been forced to retreat. He didn't expect that today's counterattack would cause the princes to be injured to such an extent.

Was this really him?

Was that powerful sword intent really from him?

The two of them couldn't believe it. No matter how they looked at it, this brat was so mediocre. It was just that he had an aura about him that was neither servile nor overbearing. In the past, when he saw me, he would shiver slightly and look as though he was afraid of me.

Why is this happening now? Was it an act?

However, it didn't look like it!

"Wentian, was Seventh Prince Mo Qi and Ninth Prince Mo Li injured by you?" Emperor of Zi Long Mo Di hurriedly asked. Mo Qi and Mo Li were both his sons, so he had to be careful.

"Yes. Because, they insulted me, calling me trash. We are both princes, and were both born of royal father. If you call me a trash, then what is my royal father? " Mo Wentian replied modestly.

Emperor of Zi Long did not reply because he could tell from the fact that Black Dragon Emperor was beside him.

"Then you injured Fifth Prince Mo Wu and Third Prince Mo Mo?" The Emperor of Zi Long continued to ask.

"The Fifth Prince insults others first, and the Third Prince curses after." Mu Xuan continued to speak calmly, but there was a detached look in his eyes. No one could tell that he was hesitating or nervous. This was against a Supreme Elder who was countless levels higher than him. Their pressure alone was enough to make Mu Xuan unable to crawl up, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

"Good, very good!" Emperor of Zi Long's eyes could not help but reveal a light. Who would have thought that the Eleventh Prince who they used to call a trash would actually have this kind of backbone. But was he deliberately holding himself back for so long? Did he know about Black Dragon Emperor's injuries?

At the side, Black Dragon Emperor Mo Cangtian's eyes revealed his concern and praise. My son is finally promising!

He was also worried for the trash in the old man's words, and his heart ached. Every time, she would protect him, and he was willing to protect her for the rest of his life. But which father didn't want to be a dragon. In his heart, he had always held onto that hope, hoping that one day, Qin Wentian would have a chance to shine, and he would prove himself. Now, he finally did it, but did he know about my injuries and lifespan?

He felt a bit of pain in his heart. His son was finally able to lift his eyebrows and feel proud. How could he let this happen?!

"Wentian!"

Suddenly, the golden-robed Devil Emperor, who had been silent all this time, spoke up.

"Today's matter, Wentian and the five princes were in the wrong. royal brother will not insult royal brother because of his arrogant words. The royal brother did not harm his royal brother. Both sides fought on 50 boards. Also, because Shan Jia Shan Qiubai and Devil Moon Sect Dragon Da were involved in this matter today, both sides were in the wrong. In order to express his sincerity, he carried out the royal family's law. The five princes were whipped for one day by the three lightning cauldrons while Mo Wentian was specially beaten for one day by the nine lightning cauldrons because he was involved in an incident! " The golden-robed Devil Emperor did not look at the people below him. Instead, she raised her head and looked into the distance, as if his gaze could pierce through the entire Law Enforcement Hall and see through the void to a place far away.

"Humph, Shan Qiubai insulted the prince, and executed the family law. He was hit by the Mountain Soul Staff for one day!" Thunder rumbled from the distant space and a voice broke into the hall of law enforcement.

"Eldest Long insults the prince and follows the sect rules to be caned for one day by the Demon Moon Susu." "A cold and sinister voice came from the sky in the distance." However, can you return my Cloud Sword! "

"The golden-robed Devil Emperor in the Law Enforcement Hall frowned and said indifferently. Wentian, can you return him the Cloud Sword? "

The gold-gowned Devil Emperor was the highest king, the ruler. Once, Mo Wentian's reputation as a trash spread throughout the Black Dragon Mountain's heirs, and he did not pay much attention to it. Only, at this moment, he had already guessed that the powerful sword intent was released by the Mo Wentian in front of him, who was once a trash. His cultivation was only six Taoism, and he already possessed such a strong sword intent. Looks like he had trained bitterly for many years, patiently enduring for all these years, in order to be able to defeat the Primordial Spirit Realm Ranker, with such cultivation. This was what he was treasured most, this was where he was considered a genius. When he became a Primordial Spirit Realm, his sword intent cultivation would be immeasurable.

Third brother Mo Cangtian's cultivation was even deeper, and actually passed down such a profound sword technique, but it was a pity that Third brother's injuries worsened and he did not have much lifespan left. His heart was filled with joy as the only prince finally began to shine at the very last moment. That powerful sword intent had been nurturing him for a hundred years. When he grew up, it would be able to increase the profound heritage of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire.

Previously, he didn't pay much attention to him and ignored him, but now, he played an important role. Therefore, at this moment, even the words of the Devil Emperor were for consultation, not for orders, even in front of the Shan Jia and her ancestor.

Mu Xuan frowned and glanced at Black Dragon Emperor Mo Cangtian. He cupped his fist and bowed as he said slowly. This Cloud Sword was obtained from Wentian's bitter battle, and was considered a spoils of war. Victory is mine. How could it be returned so easily? Please forgive Wentian for being unable to do so. If he wants, he can come and fight again with his own ability, and I'll accompany him to the end! "