"Damn it!"

The silver-haired old man cursed in his heart.

The arrival of the Saint Lord Jiuli was unexpected, and at the same time, it also caused a subtle change in the situation.

Many trembling warriors had already started to raise their heads, and their tense faces gradually relaxed.

Zhao Nanfeng, the ancestor of the Zhao family, had a violent personality. They were afraid that he would be angry and dealt with them, the warriors without background.

When the Lord of Jiuli came, the ancestor of the Zhao family naturally could not be arrogant.

Although they are in the same realm, the ancestor of the Zhao family has entered the holy realm for thousands of years, and the qi and blood have become weak, and the fire of life has long been exhausted. However, the Saint Lord Jiuli is in his prime, so it is clear at a glance which one is stronger and who is weak.

Zhao Nanfeng, the ancestor of the Zhao family, looked gloomy. After quietly crushing a black jade talisman in his sleeves, he looked at the Lord Jiuli and said in a deep voice: "Mo Yang, do you really want to protect your disciple?"

The Lord of the Nine Li Saint Mo Yang smiled slightly and asked back, "Senior Nanfeng, if this disciple of my Jiuli Saint Mountain can kill Zhao Wuji, the peerless genius of your Zhao family who is famous in the Eastern Wilderness, what do you think of his talent?"

"Shocking the world."

Zhao Nanfeng's words were cold and he spit out a few words from the gaps between his teeth.

"Since I, Jiuli Holy Mountain, have such a shocking genius, can you say that as the lord of the Holy Mountain, can I not protect him?" Mo Yang said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Nanfeng sneered and said disrespectfully: "Mo Yang, you probably don't know, Wuji's master? As early as ten years ago, Senior Ming Dao accepted Wuji as his disciple. Originally, he would take Wuji to the Central Earth Holy Land to explore. It's a pity... I advise you to think about it carefully and protect the price you, a genius disciple, need to pay!"

"Ming Dagger?"

Mo Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a solemn look quietly appeared.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the seven holy mountains are high above, and people like Mo Yang who are the lord of the holy mountain are almost the highest existence of the Eastern Wilderness.

However, those who have truly entered the holy realm know deeply that in the huge Eastern Wilderness, there are some powerful hidden powers who are not inferior to them at all!

Even some people's strength is far stronger than the so-called lords of the holy mountain.

The Nether Knife is one of them!

The seven lords of the holy mountains are the only lords of Mangya Holy Mountain and Qianyu Holy Mountain, which are the realm of the two lords of Holy Lords, and the rest, including the Nine Li Saint Lord Mo Yang, are all the lords of the first lords.

And the Nether Sword is the Holy Lord of the Three Tribulations.

The Holy Lord’s Catastrophe is different from the life and death disaster in the realm of life and death. The life and death disaster is the human way disaster, while the Holy Lord’s Catastrophe is... the heavenly way disaster!

The realm of life and death, and the tribulation of life and death are the original body, that is, the body, true essence and soul undergo transformation, and then evolve from the mortal body into a divine body, and after becoming a king, they will enjoy a thousand years of life.

This is a human disaster.

At the Holy Lord Realm, when you pass through the Holy Lord’s tribulation, the laws of heaven are added to the body, causing the holy power of the law in your body to transform layer by layer. Finally, the laws are perfect, the holy power evolves into divine power, creates your own way, achieves the supreme divine position, and lives for thousands of years!

This is the disaster of heaven.

The great disaster of heaven at the Holy Lord's realm is really a disaster and a great heaven!

Generally speaking, when the talent and treasure are not much different, the Holy Lord of the First Tribulation is basically unable to compete with the Holy Lord of the Second Tribulation, because the basic level of holy power is different.

Therefore, the underworld sword in the Three Tribulations Holy Lord Realm is almost a symbol of invincibility in the eyes of all the powerful people in the Holy Realm in the East Wilderness Realm!

However, Ming Dao's personality is different from those of the Holy Mountain Lords, and he did not establish his own power in the East Wilderness. He was born in the East Wilderness, but he liked to explore various places on the mainland. He didn't really stay in the East Wilderness for long.

"Hao Ming Dao actually accepted a disciple?" Mo Yang was also a little surprised.

He did not doubt Zhao Nanfeng's words because there was no need to lie, which was meaningless. He would not be scared away by Zhao Nanfeng's words, nor would he give up protecting Qin Yu just because Zhao Wuji was Ming Dao's apprentice.

Although a powerful lone warrior like the Ming Dao is certainly fearful, as the lord of Jiuli Saint Mountain, Mo Yang will never easily abandon any genius disciple. Otherwise, if it is spread, what face does Jiuli Saint Mountain have in the East Wilderness?

This is what makes him different from a lone warrior like Ming Dao, and it is also his helplessness. He seems to be majestic in his control of a holy mountain, but the burden on his shoulders is much heavier. A lone warrior can seek profit and avoid harm, but he cannot. Even for the sake of the face of Jiuli Saint Mountain, he has to find a way to protect Qin Yu!

"Nanfeng, even if Zhao Wuji is Ming Dao's disciple, today, I will take Qin Yu away. If Ming Dao has any objections, you can let him come to Jiuli Shengshan to find me!"

After pondering for a while, Mo Yang spoke.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Nanfeng's face changed. He was about to speak, but a thunder sound suddenly sounded in the void!

"Mo Yang, I haven't seen you for many years, and your airs are much bigger. Are you sure you really dare to let me go to Jiuli Saint Mountain to find you? Are you not afraid that I will cut off your Jiuli Realm with one knife?"

The void cracked open, and a black sword dozens of feet long came across the sky. On the back of the huge sword, a bald man in a silver robe stood.

"Ming Dagger!"

Mo Yang's expression changed drastically, and his brows frowned tightly.

However, on the contrary, Zhao Nanfeng showed a smile on his face. As early as the moment Mo Yang appeared, he sent a signal to the Ming Dao.

Some time ago, Ming Dao had just returned from the Holy Realm. He wanted to wait until the list of Waste Gods ended, so he took Zhao Wuji to the Holy Realm for training. So, after Zhao Nanfeng sent a signal, he arrived quickly.

However, what made Zhao Nanfeng feel a little unhappy was that Ming Dao didn't seem to care much about Zhao Wuji's death!

Mo Yang glanced at Ming Dao slightly and said in a deep voice: "Ming Dao, let the disciple Zhao Wuji die..."

"It's your own fault! I want to kill someone, but my skills are not as good as others and I am killed. I don't want such an apprentice!" The bald man Ming Dao waved his hand indifferently.

"What?!"

Mo Yang and Zhao Nanfeng were shocked and both showed incredible expressions.

Damn, is Zhao Wuji really your apprentice?

Mo Yang complained in his heart.

Zhao Nanfeng was even more in tears, and there seemed to be ten thousand grass passing by in his heart. My grandson, even if he was not your only apprentice, shouldn't he be so casual, right?!

But the next moment, a scene that surprised Mo Yang and Zhao Nanfeng even more happened.

I saw the Nether Dao crossing Mo Yang and Zhao Nanfeng, and turned his eyes directly to Qin Yu. After looking at him for a while, he said suspiciously: "Zhao Wuji, is he really dead in your hands?"

"So what?" Qin Yu said coldly.

Ming Dao didn't care at all and smiled faintly: "If so, just take me as your teacher and follow me to the Holy Realm! Your talent is far more than that of Zhao Wuji, and you will follow me to the Holy Realm and have a great chance of entering the Holy Realm in the future."

It turns out that the reason why Ming Dao didn't care about Zhao Wuji's death was because the person who defeated Zhao Wuji must be a person with stronger talent! As long as he took this person as his disciple, Zhao Wuji's death wouldn't matter.

Valued and worthless, the thinking of a lone warrior is sometimes so simple and crude.
Chapter completed!