Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

The month of January flies by quickly.

On the last day of the January period, Mo Shang returned to Yunzhou.

He came across dozens of states in a row, walking on auspicious clouds all the way, with divine light in his body, like Nine Heavens who descended to earth, making people from hundreds of states fascinated.

"Where is Mo Que? I'm in the ancestral mausoleum, waiting for you to fight!"

When Mo Shang stepped into Yunzhou, his voice echoed in the sky above this state, and his voice was 800 miles away.

However, Mo Que was silent for many days, and his life and death were unknown, and the world had no news of him at all.

"The month of January has come, and it is unknown whether Mo Que's martial arts will be abandoned or not, and it is not clear whether he is alive or dead. This battle must be difficult to see!"

The world has speculated that on this day, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are looking at the two great talents of the Mo family.

The youngest real world realm and the youngest absolute dust realm, the two arrogances are fighting against each other, and both of them are from the Mo family, so they are naturally highly anticipated.

"Shh!"

On this day, many figures came before the Mo family, all of them came here on purpose to watch the battle between the two great talents in the world.

Among them, there are many familiar faces.

"Nie Yu from the Heavenly Sword Palace, the first swordsman of the younger generation, is now on the Haori Ranking, and actually came to Yunzhou!"

"That woman over there is Yun Feiyu after Emperor Qing?"

"Look, that woman in red, isn't that the daughter of Emperor Yuan, Yun Zhilan, who is known as the first goddess of the Baizhou?"

The background of each figure that appeared in front of Mo's house was shocking enough.

Not to mention the geniuses who made it to the Haori List after Mo Que and Mo Shang, just a few emperors are enough to move people.

"Mo Que's life and death are unknown. Even if he is not dead, I am afraid that the martial art has been abolished. I am afraid that it will be difficult to appear today. These people still want to come to watch the battle?"

"The two arrogances of the Mo family are both at the top of the world, but there is still a possibility of this battle, and it will attract attention from all parties!"

"The world's attention, if I can do this in this life, I will die without regrets!"

Although many people think that Mo Que is unlikely to appear today, just like these evildoers from all sides who came to watch the battle, as long as there is still a chance of this battle, the eyes of the world cannot be taken away from this battle.

"The people from the Xianmeng are here too!"

In an exclamation, above the void, several young figures flew one after another.

"These are all the Daoists of the Immortal League, and all the people they have received have passed the competition and entered the Haori List!"

"If Mo Que and Mo Shang can win today, they will undoubtedly be the person they will attract in the future, and they will naturally pay attention to it as a strong enemy in the Immortal League!"

People are inexplicably heartbroken. Even the Immortal League is so concerned about this battle. Those young Daoists have come one after another, which shows how much Mo Que and Mo Shang hold in these people's hearts.

"Shhhhh!"

There are constantly flying figures, all of them with heads and faces, and with extraordinary backgrounds.

In addition to those geniuses who participated in the competition, many older people rushed to watch the battle with their own eyes.

"I heard that there are people all over Baizhou now opening bets. One is to bet on whether Mo Que will appear today, and the other is to bet on Mo Que and Mo Shang, who can win!"

"The gambling table that the people from the Baizhou participated in? Who dares to gamble with the two great talents of the imperial clan?" The number of people who bet like a second bet is unimaginable, and the wealth involved is even more shocking!"

"In this way, isn't the victory or defeat of Mo Que and Mo Shang's battle directly related to the victory or defeat of everyone in Baizhou?"

After the news came out, many people gasped again.

How much wealth will be involved in the gambling game that the people of the hundred states participate in?

Moreover, although the people of Baizhou paid attention to this battle, the outcome was not directly related to them.

But in this way, the outcome of the battle between Mo Que and Mo Shang will be directly related to the interests of the bettors.

"Mo Que..."

In addition to the Mo family, in addition to those who were invited into the Mo family, there were many people who were not qualified to enter the Mo family, but were unwilling to leave, and stayed outside the Mo family's door, wanting to know the result of the battle as soon as possible.

Among the crowd, there were several young figures. At this time, a young man walking with a knife, looked at the gate of Mo's house from afar, with a complicated expression.

"Building dust!"

A voice next to him called out the name of the young man with a sword, causing him to turn around in a daze. In Yunzhou, there are people who know him as a disciple of the Qingzhou sword pavilion?

Looking back, Lou Yuchen suddenly understood that the other party was a young woman, and like him, she came from Qingzhou with him. She was the daughter of the Nangong family, Nangong Youran.

"Why did you come to Yunzhou?" Nangong stepped forward in surprise. He didn't expect to meet this old friend from Qingzhou before the Mo family.

"Zhen Ding was eliminated, let's see the battle of Mo Que." Lou Yuchen smiled bitterly and said, "Now, he is the number one on the Haori list, and I used to be conceited with extraordinary talent, but Zheng Ding encountered various challenges. The road is genius, but it is difficult!"

"It's ridiculous that when I was in the Sword Tower, I still tried to fight him, and even thought that if I met in the battle, I would definitely defeat him with the sword!"

At this time, Lou Yuchen has completely lost the arrogance when he was still in the sword pavilion. He encountered the top talents of various states in the competition, which made him frustrated one after another.

Now he can deeply feel how those who were suppressed by Mo Que felt.

Mo Que ranks first on the Hao Ri list, sweeping all kinds of talents, but he has a hard time even meeting the geniuses on the Haoyue list.

In contrast, he only felt a deep powerlessness.

"I didn't get to the end either." Nangong smiled faintly, but didn't show much loss, and said, "But it's worth it to be able to compete in the competition."

Between the two of them, another young man approached them.

The two looked at them at the same time, and saw the arrival of two other people from the Qingzhou Star List.

Several people looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

"It seems that in our Qingzhou, only Mo Que finally made it to the Haori list, and ranked first, but all the others were eliminated!" Lou Yuchen laughed bitterly.

The other two people who came, one was Wu Qinglan, a woman from Dao Palace, and the other was Xuanyuan Mingkong who had walked with Mo Que for a while.

So far, there are not many places left on the Haori list, but these geniuses who were proud of Qingzhou at the beginning have not been able to reach the end.

"You said, will he appear today?" Nangong looked at the gate of Mo's house in the distance, with a complicated expression.

Although the Nangong family helped Mo Que back then, even she never imagined that Mo Que, who was already physically crippled, would actually be able to go to the last step, but none of the others in Qingzhou could make it to the Haori List.

"Yes!" Xuanyuan Mingkong was still the same as before, he took out a pot of wine, lay down on the corner and started drinking, "From what I know about him, even if he breaks his leg, he will climb to Mo's house!"

A sentence made several young people moved at the same time, and they all realized at the same time that this may be one of the gaps between them and Mo Que.

Several young people from Qingzhou came to watch the battle, waiting quietly in front of the gate of Mo's house, looking forward to the appearance of Mo Que.