Mo Xuan's expression had already changed when he saw the phantoms of seventeen ancient horned dragons in the void above Long Yun's head.

Now, even though he is full of regret, he is already riding a tiger.

As the saying goes, ‘It’s hard to recover when you cover the water’!

At this moment, he didn't even have time to take out the spiritual weapon, so he could only bite the bullet and fight Long Yun.

He could almost guess his ending.

"Enough!"

Just when Mo Xuan lost all hope, King Yong gave a low drink.

The next moment, King Yong took action, easily neutralizing the menacing power of the two men and knocking them back to their respective seats.

Unlike Long Yun who took his seat lightly.

boom!

Mo Xuan sat back down hard, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

At that moment, he only felt how close death was. It was the first time in his life that he had been threatened by death.

"The mantis' arm is like a chariot!"

At this moment, Long Yun's disdainful voice reached Mo Xuan's ears, making Mo Xuan's face turn red instantly as if he had been struck by lightning.

But he couldn't reply.

After all, it is true that his skills are inferior to others!

For a moment, he just felt ashamed and angry.

Although he didn't look at the glances that fell on him, he could guess that they must be sarcastic glances...

"Lord Yong Wang!"

Finally, Mo Xuan lowered his head, took a deep breath, and said to King Yong: "I abstain from voting in this 'Dynasty Martial Competition'!"

Abstain!

Although Mo Xuan's words were brief, they were resounding.

"This Mo Xuan can't even bear this little blow, right?"

Duan Lingtian was startled.

But at this moment, Mo Xuan's body moved and turned into a swift stream of light, leaving the medium auditorium, rising into the sky, disappearing into the sky, and disappearing.

As soon as Mo Xuan left, everyone present came back to their senses and shook their heads.

No one expected that Mo Xuan could not afford to lose.

"King Yong, it seems that the most rumored young man in your Black Stone Empire is not really the strongest young talent in your Black Stone Empire..."

The old man surnamed Liu looked at King Yong and sighed.

Mo Xuan's departure made King Yong stunned for a moment. When he heard the old man's words, he came back to his senses, "I didn't expect that Long Yun could have such a level of cultivation in just one year!"

The changes in Long Yun surprised King Yong.

"Just now, he said... among the young talents of your Blackstone Empire, only 'Duan Lingtian' and 'Su Li' are qualified to be his opponents?"

The old man was surprised and said: "King Yong, your Black Stone Empire is really well hidden... It seems that in addition to this one, your Black Stone Empire has two other young talents who are better than the so-called number one young man in your Black Stone Empire.

The strong 'Mo Xuan' is even stronger."

"But I don't know, which two are they?"

When the old man talked about it, his words were full of interest.

A group of young talents from the Fufeng Empire behind the old man recovered from the shock and looked at the remaining eight young talents from the Blackstone Empire with great interest.

Obviously, they were also curious about who those 'Duan Lingtian' and 'Su Li' were.

Soon, they followed the gazes of six other young talents from the Blackstone Empire and got the answer they wanted.

"So young?!"

When their eyes fell on the young man in purple and red who were sitting together, they were stunned.

Isn't this too young?

The two people in front of me, the young man in red, should be close to thirty years old.
Chapter completed!