Chapter 1007: Invitation to Battle
Hearing the words of the Son of Despair, the faces of everyone present couldn't help but be surprised.
This is really an extremely warlike person, he even has to fight the god-king body.
Death is his name today.
The former Desperate Son, I heard that his surname was Lin, and later after becoming the Holy Son, he directly changed his name to the word Desperate.
As the name suggests, for so many years, as long as it is someone who has fought with him.
No matter which force the characters are, once they are defeated, they will not leave a living mouth, this is the Son of Despair.
"The body of the god king is the first physique of our human race in ancient and modern times, and the physical body is unparalleled, don't forget the dust to cultivate in the Void Immortal Realm, and even behead the Holy Son in the Xuanwu League, it shows the invincible posture of his generation, with you, I'm afraid I can't defeat him, right?"
Suddenly, in the gazebo, there was a slightly mocking speech from everyone present.
When many people heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, someone dared to openly ridicule the Son of Despair, who was so bold?
"Meng Hong?"
Looking in the direction from which the voice came, everyone saw that the person who spoke was a man in black, who was sitting in place at the moment, looking at the Son of Desperation.
"The former Holy Son of the Meng family died in the hands of the Desperate Holy Son, and in the past ten years, there has been no new Holy Son, the younger generation of the Meng family, I'm afraid this Meng Hong's strength is the strongest, right?"
"Hehe, no wonder he dared to mock the Desperate Son in person, it turned out to be a member of the Meng family. β
Many people talked about it, the name of the person who opened his mouth was Meng Hong, the Holy Son of the Meng family was killed in the past, and the people of the Meng family have always rejected the Holy Son of Despair in their hearts.
It's a pity that before the two fought, they had already made a life and death situation, the holy son was beheaded, and even if the Meng family was angry, they could only endure it.
"I heard that in a few more years, you will be expected to be canonized as a new generation of holy sons of the Meng family, I don't mind, I will strangle you in the cradle tonight. β
The Desperate Son looked at him, and as he spoke, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and a sneer appeared on his face.
"You can try. Meng Hong narrowed his eyes.
On the shore of the Lake of Enlightenment, there are not only the geniuses of the younger generation, but in fact, the masters of the older generation of various forces are also quite a few people present.
Now in the void around them, there is the power of the Meng Family's Heavenly Immortal Realm hidden, and Meng Hong doesn't think that the Desperate Holy Son really dares to make a move on him.
"It's really an arrogant boy, don't think that if there is a master of the Heavenly Immortal Realm in the dark, I can't kill you, if I really want to make a move, at most within two breaths, I can take your life. The Son of Desperation sneered, his eyes full of confidence.
"Even if I am not your opponent, if you dare to kill me, you will not be able to leave alive tonight. Meng Hong's face was indifferent, without the slightest fear.
The conversation between the two made the atmosphere of the scene more and more tense.
In the end, the Desperate Holy Son snorted coldly, the murderous intent in his eyes was retracted, and he spoke, "You just said that the God King Body is invincible in the same generation, I'm afraid it's too early to say, I haven't even been able to step into the True Immortal Realm, how vast the Daluo Heavenly Realm is, the demons are endless, and nothing is it that you can forget the dust." β
"Although I don't deny his potential, but for the sake of a woman, I don't hesitate to make trouble for the entire Xuanwu League to that extent, it can be seen that this humane heart is still unstable, over the years, how many sages have fallen under the red skirt, in my opinion, the young pavilion master of the clouds is just a disaster. β
"Huh?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Wuchen, who had been sitting quietly in place, suddenly frowned.
said that he was okay, Mo Wuchen smiled indifferently and would not put it in his heart, but now, in front of him, someone is judging Meng Yurou like this, if he can continue to sit still, then Mo Wuchen is inevitably too unmanly.
He stood up and looked at the Son of Despair with a coldness in his eyes.
All around, everyone present couldn't help but be stunned, all of them were sitting, at this moment, Mo Wuchen stood up alone, naturally attracting attention.
What's more, in his gaze, the cold light flashed instantly, and he was close to the Desperate Holy Son, and he couldn't get people's attention if he didn't want to.
"Your Excellency's words are too ......"
In the eyes of everyone in the audience, Mo Wuchen stood in place, his white clothes fluttering slightly with the night wind, and his voice spread faintly.
"Who are you, what do I have to do with you?"
The Desperate Son frowned slightly, for some reason, in the other party's gaze, he actually felt an inexplicable dangerous aura.
But under careful observation, the man in white in front of him was just a Void Immortal Realm cultivator, the same as most of the people present.
"Nameless people, they just can't get used to your face. β
Mo Wuchen shook his head, he didn't intend to reveal his identity, his eyes fell on the Desperate Holy Son, "You threaten to want the God of War King's body, regard the proud son of the Xuanwu League as a mustard, arrogant and don't know what to say, I don't know your strength, how strong can you be?"
Between the words, Mo Wuchen stepped forward, and the momentum around him exploded, and he was pressing towards the Desperate Holy Son in an instant.
This is a provocation, the meaning of a war letter to the other side!
All around, everyone present was surprised on their faces, an unknown young man in white was going to fight against the Son of Death?
If it spreads, it will be a little too ridiculous.
What a demeanor of the Desperate Holy Son, he has not tasted defeat in this life, and is known as the genius who is the first to step into the ranks of the Holy Emperor among the young generation of the Qingwu League, and the name of the Desperate is not only spread in the Qingwu League, but also many geniuses in the other six leagues are also afraid of this name.
There is no other reason, no fate, no fate!
As long as it is the person who fights with him, he has never been able to find a second person except for Yin Tao just now.
"We don't know each other, and we don't have grudges, and besides, I don't think you can have the interest to let me do it. β
The Desperate Son shook his head, his face was indifferent, this indifference, in the eyes of everyone, was a kind of contempt for Mo Wuchen.
Indeed, with the strength of the Son of Despair, he swept through his contemporaries, and no one has been invincible so far, and not everyone can challenge him at will.
What's more, in the eyes of everyone, the man in white in front of him is just a cultivator in the Void Immortal Realm, and even the former holy son of the Meng family has been beheaded desperately, this man in white, without the strength of the holy son, how can he be desperately interested?
"What does it matter to me if you are interested or not? I have a great interest in you, so I can't afford you not to do anything. β
Mo Wuchen smiled faintly and said such a surprising sentence, this is to provoke the Son of Desperation to attack?
"Some people now, in order to become famous, really don't know whether they live or die, and even dare to provoke the Son of Despair, but they don't know that others can wipe him out with a snap of their fingers!"
All around, many geniuses present secretly shook their heads, feeling that Mo Wuchen was too arrogant and ignorant.
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