Under the gaze of everyone, Mo Tianshuang's back was still tall and straight, but for a moment he squatted: "My son, I'm not as good as a beast, wow..."
Because he was too scared, Mo Tianshuang, the magnificent Tianshuang Island Master, actually started to cry in fright.
Wow!
The audience shakes!
"Shameless!"
"I didn't expect Mo Tianshuang to be such a person!"
"Mo Liancheng is nothing!"
The heroes were furious and scolded one after another.
However, everyone knows that scolding, as Mo Tianshuang, even if he makes a mistake, no one can help him.
However, after listening to Mo Tianshuang's words, Mo Yu stood with his hands indifferent like a god: "Baimei, since Mo Tianshuang has committed a crime, what should he do according to the rules of the Mo Family?"
"Zhan Lijue!" The ancestor Baimei said respectfully.
"That's it, let's enforce the law." Mo Yu's tone is grand and majestic, and contains power that people cannot refuse.
"Yes." The ancestor Baimei nodded, full of anger, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand.
"My son spare my life, I have a gold medal for avoiding death!" Mo Tianshuang wailed, and kept kowtow, taking out a slap-big gold medal for avoiding death.
There are not many death-free gold medals of the Mo family. Mo Fei once gave Deng Jiuling one for Deng Jiuling's safety.
Now Mo Tianshuang has also taken out the gold medal for avoiding death, which is obviously confident.
However, as soon as Mo Tianshuang said this, he saw the white light flashed, avoiding the death of gold medal cobweb cracks, turning into pieces.
too fast!
It's so fast!
At this moment, everyone only saw a hundred refining strokes, and Mo Tianshuang lost the gold medal for immunity from death.
"Sword Gang is like the wind, such a strong kendo!" Mo Fei's pupils shrank, his eyes full of shock.
"This man has a profound knowledge of swordsmanship, and he deserves to be the number one son in the South China Sea." Deng Jiuling looked admired, and a fierce war burst into the tiger's eyes.
Mo Yu's sword was so fast that he was almost in the audience. Except for Deng Jiuling, no one could see how Mo Yu made his sword.
But even if he saw Mo Yu drawing his sword through his divine eyes, Deng Jiuling couldn't avoid it when he asked himself about the sword.
But so what
Only by fighting against the strong can you break through!
However, as a high spirit, Mo Yu didn't even look at Deng Jiuling. Instead, he continued to say to the ancestor Baimei: "This person has no gold medal for avoiding death, Baimei, what are you still doing?"
"But the son, this... isn't it great?" Hearing this, the ancestor Baimei hesitated.
The death-free gold medal can avoid death once, but Mo Yu cut it with a single sword. What is this
"Ancestor, save me." Mo Tianshuang wailed, holding the trouser legs of the ancestor with white eyebrows, howling and crying.
"My son, it's better than..."
Cang!
Before the ancestor Baimei had finished speaking, everyone saw the white light flashing, and Mo Tianshuang's head grumbled on the ground.
The world stood still for a moment, and the whole audience could breathe.
Quiet!
The audience was deadly silent!
At this moment, all the heroes sucked in air-conditioning and plunged into great horror.
Although everyone knew that Mo Yu was very strong before today, the legend of Lord Nanhai could be heard everywhere.
But after seeing Mo Yu's unparalleled swordsmanship, the group can deeply understand how powerful Mo Yu is.
Mo Tianshuanggui is the island owner of Tianshuang Island. He is not only a master of Dacheng martial arts, but also has seven layers of Tianshuang sword aura, almost invincible of the same level.
A nobleman like Mo Tianshuang, still holding a gold medal for avoiding death, Mo Yu was still expressionless, and he killed him with a single sword, without frowning.
This outstanding martial arts, and domineering, are all frightening.
"This Mo Yu is too strong, right? A martial arts master as powerful as Mo Tianshuang had no time to resist, so his head was picked off."
"Mo Yu is only in his twenties this year, and it seems that in another twenty years, he will definitely be able to step into the innate realm!"
Those foreign aid from all over the world suddenly felt a tingling scalp when thinking about Mo Yu's future.
Twenty years later, once Mo Yu steps into the innate, no one in the entire four seas will be able to resist Mo Yu's sword light.
At that time, even if Mo Yu dominates the world and achieves world-class feats, it will not be difficult.
too strong!
In front of Mo Yu, everything became ridiculous.
"The son!"
Damn it!
The white-browed ancestor knelt on the ground, and kept kowtow, trembling all over.
The ancestor of Baimei is the top ten ancestor of the Mo family.
But in front of Mo Yu, the ancestor Baimei could only tremble!
"Baimei, please listen to me. Since the current house rules of the Mo family were made by this son, that son can naturally overthrow it."
Amidst the snow and cold wind, Mo Yu's thunderous voice was heard: "From today onwards, the Mo family's exemption from death gold medal system will be abolished. Whoever refuses to accept it will kill you!"
Rumble!
Mo Yu's words, like a thunderstorm, instantly shocked the audience.
"It turns out that the contemporary house rules of my Mohist school were made by the son of Nanhai?"
"I'm going, it's worthy of being Mo Yu. Although he doesn't participate in the battle of inheritance, his status is already higher than that of the master!"
When Mo Yu said this, the group was stunned, and then they realized that the so-called "death-free gold medal" was actually a system established by Mo Yu.
Since this is the case, it is not difficult to understand why Mo Yu dared to be so arrogant and defeated Mo Tianshuang's death-free gold medal with a single sword.
Because in front of Mo Yu, all the death-free gold medals are just jokes!
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The violent wind blew Mo Yu's long hair, making him look extraordinary, like a god descending from the earth.
At this moment, even Mo Wu and Mo Ruxue couldn't help but face a reddish color, intoxicated by Mo Yu's peerless charm.
If it hadn't been for the second daughter to have secretly promised Deng Jiuling, I'm afraid that Mo Yu only needs to hook her fingers, and the second daughter will obediently kneel under Mo Yu's knees.
But even so, Mo Yu's peerless charm can still conquer any woman.
Mo Yu is a born king. He is destined to be a brilliant man from birth, and a powerful man who will eventually reach the pinnacle.
At this moment, Mo Yu finally turned around and looked at Deng Jiuling.
However, Mo Yu's gaze only stayed on Deng Jiuling for 0.01 seconds before falling on Mo Wu.
In an instant, Mo Wu's heartbeat began to accelerate, a little nervous.
Mo Wu is the eldest daughter of the Mo family, sexy and fashionable, and an older sister who has a good relationship with Mo Yu.
If it weren't for Mo Wu and Mo Yu that were born to the same mother, Mo Wu had both had the idea of marrying Mo Yu.
Before meeting Deng Jiuling, the perfect male god standard in Mo Wu's heart had always been based on Mo Yu's reference.
After four years of university, Mo Wu had a lot of love. No matter how good the men were, they couldn't match Mo Yu.
Mo Wu suddenly understood that only one Mo Yu had appeared in the South China Sea for thousands of years, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have a second one.
Until Deng Jiuling inadvertently, at a speed as fast as thunder, he raided Mo Wu from a negative distance.
Only then did Mo Wu sink, and finally gave up the illusion of Mo Yu, and followed Deng Jiuling desperately.
But now Mo Yu unexpectedly appeared again, Mo Wu suddenly realized that she still seemed to have illusions about Mo Yu.
But Mo Wu also knew that it was impossible between him and Mo Yu.
"Sister, you really decided to marry a poor boy?" Mo Yu said solemnly.
"Yes." Mo Wu nodded, and suddenly sighed.
In fact, Mo Yu had a little affection for Mo Wu.
When Mo Yu was very young, Mo Wu played with him, childhood sweetheart, two little guesses.
When Mo Yu was three years old, he used to pretend to be a house wine and said that he would marry Mo Wu when he grew up.
Of course, this is just a kid's joke when he was a child.
With the increase in age, Mo Yu finally understood that it was impossible for him and Mo Wu's blood siblings to be together.
That's why Mo Yu gradually distanced himself from ink dance, and eventually went to Nanhai University altogether. After four years of hard training at the Martial Arts College, he didn't see anyone.
After a few years, Mo Yu and Mo Wu met again, and they found that Mo Wu was still so beautiful and so overwhelming.
Although Mo Yu nowadays has a strong Dao heart, he doesn't think much about men and women matters.
But seeing that the goddess in his childhood, the most intimate beautiful woman in the entire Mo family, unexpectedly fell in love with a poor boy, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly raged in his eyes.
Naturally, it is impossible for Mo Yu to be with Mo Wu, but the feeling of being taken away suddenly by someone resembling the most beloved thing still made Mo Yu very angry.
However, Mo Yu's qi cultivation skills are very good. Although he was slightly angry, he did not show it on his face.
But through the observation of the gods, Deng Jiuling found out.
"The relationship between men and women of the Mo family is really messy. If it hadn't been given to me by Mo Wu for the first time, I'm afraid I would really doubt the relationship between the two." Deng Jiuling was a little speechless.
But in the end, Mo Wu is the most beautiful woman in the Mo family, and Mo Yu is the most handsome and powerful man in the Mo family. The two have grown up together, and it is not surprising that they are ignorant.
It's just that Mo Wu represents the past, and Mo Wu is already Deng Jiuling's woman.
Deng Jiuling's own woman is naturally not allowed to be spied by other men.
"Wu'er, are you going with me or staying in the Mo family?" Deng Jiuling suddenly spoke.
puff!
Dance
Mo Yu's complexion suddenly changed from this extremely intimate name.
Mo Wu also had a black line on his face, and immediately understood Deng Jiuling's thoughts.
"Deng Jiuling, you are my husband, I will definitely follow you." Mo Wu said seriously after giving Deng Jiuling a blank look.
Mo Wu is not stupid, she knows Deng Jiuling, she must be crooked.
Although Mo Wu did like Mo Yu, it was a childhood ignorance, and it had long since disappeared with the wind.
The reason why Mo Wu returned to Mo Yu's heart was just the remnant of his childhood goodwill, which was brewing and fermenting years later.
With so many people in public now, Mo Wu naturally wanted to make a stand and dispel Deng Jiuling's doubts.
After saying these words, Mo Wu sighed faintly, realizing that there was only one time between her and Mo Yu.
"Okay, elder sister, I bless you, I hope you will be satisfied with your prince."
Mo Yu stood with his hands in his hands, and his tone returned to coldness again, as indifferent as a god:
"Today's group of heroes witnessed that all the disciples of the Mo family saw that the matter of Mo Liancheng, my son's opinion, is..."