Keigo walked in front, and before he took a few steps, he felt a sudden sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

Ji Changkong caught him who had fallen and sent him to the room to rest, feeling that no matter what, Jingwu should not be stirred into this troubled water, and in the battle with Huaiyue, he should go alone.

Later, according to the heavenly soldiers and generals on duty, on that day, he traveled all the way from Cangwu Palace to Canghan Palace, and the world knew his purpose, but no one stopped him. The palace gate guards were arrayed in front, and when they saw him, they all put down their weapons, lined up in two columns on the left and right, gave way to the middle passage, and knelt on the ground, and tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers knelt from the Canghan Hall to the South Heavenly Gate. Ji Changkong carried the world-weary hand, surrounded by aura and aura, and his eyes were red, as terrifying as a demon but not a demon.

Mo Hua led a team of guards to stop him in front of the palace gate, raised his sword and said to him: "Does Liuchuan-kun want to rebel? ”

Ji Changkong's eyes slanted: "Tell Huaiyue to come out." ”

"The emperor's name is not allowed for you to call it so directly, and please be respectful to Liuchuan Jun, otherwise don't blame me for offending." Mo Hua held the sword in his hand and said angrily.

"Then you'd offend one and try it." Ji Changkong flipped the piano in his hand, and with a pluck, several water waves-like piano sounds flew out from the piano, castrating extremely ruthlessly, and instantly crushed a row of heavenly soldiers to the ground, Mo Hua resisted with a sword, so he didn't teach the light wave to beat people back on their backs, and they took a few steps back.

Mo Hua stood firm, lifted the sword upside down, and slid out with an arrow step, killing straight towards Ji Changkong, and a large number of heavenly soldiers behind him also took advantage of the situation and surrounded them together. The guards who were patrolling around the palace heard the noise and rushed towards this place, and in just a few moments, the guards here gathered hundreds of people, and they were still increasing.

Since that day Ji Changkong and Jing Wu came here to make trouble, Mo Hua felt that the original guards were not very reliable, and some of them were Ji Changkong's old department, if he really made trouble, this group of people would inevitably favor him openly and secretly; Second, those people guarding the ordinary immortals are okay, and they don't have to say anything, but it doesn't have any effect on some gods with high mana in the sky, which is also what he understands through this, and he has always done things properly, so he immediately arranged for someone to remove all the previous guards and replace them with the elite soldiers that Huaiyue himself secretly trained.

Ji Changkong didn't need to draw his sword to deal with them, he struck the piano horizontally again, covered the strings with his ten fingers, his fingertips turned, and a song was played at will, and the powerful sound wave surged away, like a breathtaking magic sound, and the heavenly soldiers all hugged their heads and howled, standing in place and unable to move their legs.

Mo Hua was also disturbed by the sound of the piano, his brain was hammered like a pain, he covered his ears with one hand, his expression was painful, and shouted: "Cover your ears, don't listen to that sound!" ”

Everyone did as they were, and they relieved a little bit of the pain of ten thousand ants, but they were intimidated by the sound of the piano, and the actions of everyone who stepped forward to resist the enemy were no longer so decisive, and most of them were holding weapons and slowly circling around the sky, looking vigilant, but they did not make rash moves.

Ji Changkong raised his hand to hide the piano in his sleeve, stared at Mo Hua with eagle-hook-like vicious eyes, and said coldly: "Tell your people to get out of the way, today I will only look for Huaiyue, if anyone insists on blocking it, don't blame me for being welcome." ”

Mo Hua put the sword in front of him, his face was still as calm as before, and there was a great tendency for the wind and rain to come and I cut off the wind and rain, and said: "Even if you die in battle today, we will never let you step into here half a step, what about the former god of war, once he rebelled, he was just a traitor in my heavenly realm, and everyone was punished." ”

Then he faced a group of heavenly soldiers and generals behind him, and said impassionedly: "The generals listen to the order and take down the traitor with me!" ”

Hearing this, thousands of days on the field will hold the divine soldiers at the same time, scrambling towards the sky of Ji Changkong, the original solemn Canghan Hall outside the chaos suddenly became a mess, countless streamers with amazing lethality one after another, the crowd shuttled back and forth on the field, seemingly irregular, but in fact never left the center - together to kill Ji Changkong.

Ji Changkong glanced at Mo Hua calmly, and sneered: "Very good, I'm quite loyal, I didn't owe him to raising you for so many years." As soon as his voice fell, everyone only smelled as if a gust of wind was blowing, and before he could move, Ji Changkong disappeared.

Immediately, there was a continuous wail in a corner of the field, Ji Changkong escaped into the crowd, like an invisible ghost, and like a whirlwind, floating and wandering freely in it, but no one could catch his traces, everyone had to stand with their swords, pay close attention to the slightest noise around them, suspect that there was something wrong and stabbed and cut there, but after a while, they were busy in vain, and they didn't even see the figure in Ji Changkong.

And Ji Changkong knocked down a piece of heavenly soldiers every time he flashed in the sky, he used his palm as a knife, and as soon as the palm wind came out, the man's weapon was broken, and the crowd fell to the ground with dead and wounded.

His trajectory was not completely traceless, but slowly approached in one direction in a curve from the center of the encirclement of many heavenly soldiers, and his purpose was obvious - to break into the Canghan Palace.

Mo Hua saw his path and had been standing firmly at the end of the legion, if these people in front of him could not be defeated, he would be the last line of defense, and he would have to fight him twice no matter what. I have long heard from everyone's mouth how powerful this Liuchuan Jun is, he didn't see it when the Six Realms were unified, and today he is fortunate to fight with him, even if he is wiped out, it is not in vain to live this life, and he will die as he deserves.

He nervously watched the changes everywhere on the field, and it didn't take long for the whirlwind to break through the layers of encirclement and come to him. Mo Hua's eyes froze, and before he had time to think about it, he stabbed it with his sword.

I thought that the sword was accurate but stabbed into the air, Ji Changkong didn't know when he slipped out of him a few steps away, Mo Hua immediately turned around and drove the sword to follow him, and continued to attack and bite Ji Changkong with the moves he was most proud of.

Ji Changkong still uses his palm as a blade, with his vigorous posture, the soldiers will block, and every move of the other party is perfectly resolved by him. Mohua can control the enemy, and he will release a killer weapon in a few moves, which consumes a lot of energy, and he sweats profusely on his forehead after a few games, and he is quite out of breath. On the other hand, Ji Changkong, although he was also seriously fighting with Mo Hua, it was not difficult to see that he did not use all his strength, and even had a sense of immediacy that the other party was a monkey, and he was so tired that he was dying, but he stood aside and watched coldly.

Mo Hua stood opposite him, relieved a few breaths, seemed to think of something, put the sword behind his back with one hand, and said: "Life and death have their own fate, people are like this, and so are gods, Liuchuan-kun doesn't have to mind too much, why bother to do it for irrelevant people......"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the man in front of him dissipate like a light smoke, and in the next moment he became a human form standing beside him, and immediately, a powerful big hand strangled his neck.

"Look for death!" Ji Changkong slowly moved in front of him, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Mo Hua was speechless immediately, only to feel that the hand on his neck was constantly tightening, and his breathing would be cut off after a while.

At this moment, the door they had been guarding suddenly opened on its own, and a man in bright clothes slowly walked out of it, his steps were steady, and his gestures were full of a sense of oppression.

Mo Hua crossed the sky and looked at the person behind him, his eyes were about to swell out of his sockets due to the extreme lack of air, and with his last breath, he said with difficulty: "Emperor...... Jun ......"