On the first day of the competition, the curtain slowly came to an end with many stunned eyes.

Xuanqing Sect Yumo has undoubtedly become the loudest name, emitting brilliance to cover up all the monks!

The Red Dragon God King of the Divine Fire Sect died, the Great Venerable Emperor Xuandu was disabled, and the Elder Jiang'an of the Jiuxiao Shendao was knocked down and the mortal world was hard to turn over.

After a little calculation, in just a few days, three kings had fallen at Mo Yu's feet, and their results were terrifying!

For a moment, all forces that had originally coveted Xuanqing Sect were at the same time, and they did not dare to make any more tests.

After all, the bloody lesson of the Divine Fire Sect is right in front of you.

"Blue and white, see the great offering!" The woman saluted with gratitude.

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly and he glanced at Huacha.

"The great worship, my senior sister has now reconciled with me. We will work together to strengthen Xuanqing Sect in the future and not let the teacher down."

Huacha looked happy and his eyes flashed with gratitude, "Today, senior sister is here to thank the adults."

Blue and white face showed shame, "After the teacher was transformed, I was determined to fight for the position of sect leader. I was lost and was plotted by the Emperor Xuandu God, and almost caused a disaster. Thanks to the great worshipper's protection, otherwise I would have no face to see the teacher again underground in the future."

Mo Yu shook his head, "Since I promised to become a great worshiper of Xuanqing Sect, doing these things is just a matter of duty, and you don't need to do this."

"After that being said, I, the great offering, will never forget the kindness of my Xuanqing Sect." Hua Cha spoke sincerely, but there was a little more worry on her face, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

Mo Yu brought her reaction to her eyes and said lightly: "Don't worry, I will do my job freely and will not end things."

Hua Cha felt relieved. Looking at his calm face, he realized that a large part of his worries were concerned about Mo Yu.

This discovery made her feel panicked, and a little red glow appeared on her pretty face. She hurriedly lowered her head, "I dare not delay the rest of the envoy, so my senior sister and I will leave."

Watching the two of them leave, Mo Yu slowly looked up, looked at the place where the Emperor Star was, and whispered: "I guess someone must be very angry at this moment."

...

The young man in the dark gold robe sat upright in the hall, his face was expressionless, and his whole body looked like a volcano about to erupt, emitting a heart-pounding atmosphere.

Below, several monks looked nervous, and even their breathing was suppressed to the extreme, so as not to become his target for venting his anger.

"How is Jiang'an?" The young man suddenly spoke, his voice strangely calm.

A monk on his left hand took a step and said carefully: "When you say to your master, after the public opinion of the Elders' Court, Jiang Ang has been removed from the position of elders and is temporarily imprisoned in confinement before disposing of the situation."

"I knew that they would definitely not miss this opportunity to lose my young master's power. Jiang An was over." The young man spoke slowly, and his voice suddenly became low, "Send the order, and at all costs, I want him to die on the battle stage!"

...

"Jiang Zhe suffered a great loss this time. You must know that Jiang Ang's stupid thing is his most loyal evil dog. I believe he must be very annoyed now." The man with a slightly hooked nose was a dark golden robe on his body, which also showed his identity as a monk from the nine direct line of Shenxiao.

Another person sneered, "Jiang Ang's old dog, I had long wanted to kill dog meat, but I didn't expect that he would be useless and was plotted by a monk from an affiliated force."

"This man is also very brave. He dares to expose this in public. Hehe, the courage is commendable!"

Several arrogant men in Qi Yu Bufan were laughing in the room. A female cultivator with a dark golden dress suddenly stepped in and said lightly: "The news I just received was so angry that Jiang Zhe was crazy. He mobilized all the forces he could control to let Yu Mo die on the battle stage."

"Haha, Jiang Zhe also has such embarrassment, which makes people feel so happy!" The man who spoke first sneered and suddenly said, "You guys, should we expose this matter and cause some trouble for Jiang Zhe?"

The female cultivator frowned and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Ming, don't do anything randomly. If you and I can't interfere with Jiang Zhe's actions this time."

"Don't worry! Don't worry! I'm just kidding. The matter involves the majesty of the Jiuxiao Shinto. I don't want to inflict public anger." The man shook his head and looked regretful. "It's just a pity that Yu Mo. Ben Shao originally thought that he could find more fun from him. It seems that there is nothing he can do."

"Hmph, just understand!" The woman snorted coldly, turned around and twisted her waist to leave.

Jiang Ming looked gloomy and looked at her back, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

...

On the second day, the competition continued.

Xuanqing Sect still pursued a policy of admitting defeat, but no one dared to despise them anymore.

"The 23rd game of the General Stage, Xuanqing Sect Du Juan vs. Kongtong King's Army!"

Elder Jin Tong's expression became more and more serious, and his brows were frowning. At this moment, he looked at where Xuanqing Sect was, revealing a hint of inexplicable worry.

He vaguely knew something, but Mo Yu broke the rules, and even he could not remind him. Because this represents the will of most monks in the Nine Sky Divine Way!

The cultivator of Kongtong was surprised when he was selected. Now the cultivator of Xuanqing Sect has become the opponent everyone wants to meet the most. He can advance directly without any effort.

Sure enough, after the two of them took the stage, Du Juan directly admitted defeat, turned around and jumped off the battle stage.

She walked to Mo Yu, and her pretty face turned red with excitement. She stopped and bowed respectfully before returning to her position.

In another part of the stand, a monk suddenly spoke, "Senior Brother, have you noticed that every Xuanqing Sect cultivator who admits defeat will salute Yu Mo. What's going on?"

"It must be awe and gratitude." A monk next to him lowered his voice and said, "The Xuanqing Sect is indeed lucky. He found this person from somewhere. Otherwise, there would be no glory at this moment. He had been torn apart by various forces and swallowed it up."

Although his voice was low, he could not hide it from the surrounding cultivators. A person from a distance sneered and said, "This fellow Taoist is too early. Yu Mo is indeed very strong, but his biggest mistake was to reveal Elder Jiang'an in public and violate the majesty of the Jiuxiao Divine Way. How could he have a good ending? Once this person is in trouble, the fate of Xuanqing Sect will be even more miserable."

"My fellow Taoist said it right. It's too early to say whether Xuanqing Sect can escape the great disaster at this moment. Many forces are still watching secretly!"

A group of monks whispered, but the first person who spoke frowned slightly.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The monks of Xuanqing Sect expressed their awe and gratitude, perhaps nothing was wrong, but there must be other meanings in it.

Thinking of yesterday's King's Competition, a light of inspiration suddenly passed through my mind!

"They are entrusting all their expectations to Yu Mo... Could it be that Xuanqing Sect decided from the beginning to give up all other competitions and place all their hopes to the king-level competitions... They really have such confidence in Yu Mo!"

The monk tried hard to widen his eyes, and his eyes fell on the place where Xuanqing Sect was. The black robe figure was only seen with a calm face.

But in this calmness, it seems that there is an extremely powerful confidence...

He turned around and looked at his senior brother who was discussing enthusiastically with several monks. A thought suddenly arose in his heart, "Maybe the result of the matter will be beyond everyone's expectations!"

...

One hour later.

Elder Jin Tong stood on the battle stage, glanced at him and said slowly: "On the second day, the God General, the God King Competition is completed, and the King-level Competition begins."

Another elder Ziya who was responsible for maintaining order has also appeared.

"The same regulations, if there is no challenge from the king, it will be drawn by this elder and Ziya."

As soon as his voice fell, a figure appeared directly on the battle stage.

This man was wearing a sword robe and carrying a long sword wrapped in black cloth. His ancient face was like a stone sculpture, cold and indifferent.

"Wanjian Sect, Sword Demon, challenge the Xuanqing Sect to worship Yu Mo!"

"You dare to fight?"

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