Chapter 1537: Defeated Mo Ke Muye

Zhou Chen spoke in a deep voice, like an undefeated king, scolding Xiao Xiao with great momentum.
Many saints are slightly awe-inspiring.
This new emperor is too stubborn. Is this aiming at the Lord of Moko?
This is not gentle at all, and...this is too big for playing, right?
You know, Lord Moko is still very powerful!
The peak of the saint, really think it's too easy to provoke?
In case the Lord of Moko insists to turn his face, the people present want to subdue this person, perhaps, it will cost a great price!
This is something no one wants to see.
"I really don't know what the new emperor thinks? Or... he has the confidence to take down Moke Muye?"
The patriarch Shenyi thought in his heart and was also thinking, in case, if there really is a big battle, then he should do something.
The eyes of the other saints are also flashing, obviously, they also have their own ideas in their hearts.
For a time.
The space is quiet.
The atmosphere became very weird.
Moke Muye didn't speak, just looked at Zhou Chen.
This new emperor, this imposing manner is indeed very full, and moreover, domineering leaks.
In all fairness, he is qualified to become the new emperor.
I really want to give him some time to develop. The future achievements are limitless, and there is really a little hope to break through the limits of the saints and step into the great holy realm!
But a pity.
He shouldn't, and absolutely shouldn't, sign a slave agreement with Moko! Send them the hope of the Moko tribe as slaves!
Zhou Chen looked at him indifferently, and said lightly: "Looking like this, are you not going to worship me?"
Moke Muye looked at Zhou Chen calmly, his tone was also very indifferent, "I can't worship!"
Can't worship!
Just three simple words can explain his attitude!
Zhou Chen nodded, but he couldn't see any anger. In fact, there was some joy in his heart.
He was trying to kill the chicken and the monkey!
Now, if I want to come, Moke Muye, status and status are enough!
As long as he can frighten him, all the saints will not dare to be presumptuous in a short time.
But when he concentrates his power in his own hands, then other people will not be able to make any waves.
At that time, even if they are the opposite, they will not have that strength!
"It's not a bluff! I don't want to sell your face, so what can you do to me? It's ridiculous! I really thought that with the status of the descendant of the emperor, you can command me? Don't look at your own strength!"
Mo Ke Muye sneered in his heart, glanced at Zhou Chen with disdain, and was about to sit down on the front chair.
In his opinion.
What if he doesn't give Zhou Chen face?
His strength is here!
Saint Peak, here, few can match!
Zhou Chen, dare to die with him? Is there that capital?
He seems reckless, but in fact, he has already calculated everything!
So far, all Zhou Chen's reaction has been in his expectation.
He was thinking.
Zhou Chen suddenly said lightly: "Take him!"
Mo Ke Muye was taken aback.
He raised his head incredibly and sneered: "Take me, why are you..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
The look just changed suddenly.
Stab!
The figure of the God Emperor Sword Puppet, just like a golden lightning bolt, furiously blasted towards him!
The terrible power broke out immediately!
"Holy Peak!"
Mo Ke Muye's pupils shrank suddenly and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
The expressions of the other saints changed drastically, and they couldn't calm down at all!
The peak of the saint!
No one thought that Zhou Chen would have a Saint Peak Guardian beside him!
Moreover, it is still a puppet!
"My God! Take the Saint Peak as a puppet! Is this the spirit of His Majesty the Emperor? It is majestic!"
"Now, who can compete with the new emperor?"
"The new emperor himself is extremely talented, and he is unparalleled in combat strength. With this puppet guarding the way, his position in the ancient clan is stable!"
A crowd of saints, one after another spoke, amazed!
Mo Keji's expression was as pale as paper instantly!
That's it!
It's all over!
Their Moke tribe is regarded as a typical example, and their vitality will be greatly hurt!
Just when they were horrified.
On the field.
Moke Muye also collided with the Emperor Sword Puppet.
It was just a collision, and Moke Muye discovered the gap between himself and the Emperor Sword Puppet!
The Emperor Sword Puppet, even if this physical realm fell to the peak of the saint, he had, after all, reached the peak of the great saint.
Moreover, there are many dark hands, all of which can be used.
Therefore, firmly suppress Moke Makino!
"Damn! How could this be possible! They have all been refined into puppets, so why are they so powerful?"
Mo Ke Muye's face changed wildly, and he roared in disbelief.
The Emperor Sword Puppet shouldn't, a pair of eyes, but with a hot light, burst out, and the whole skin was glowing.
He held the Emperor Sword in his hand and locked Moke Muye!
Sick and wanton!
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Moke Muye's face was pale, he knew that no accident, he would be defeated, and even in danger of death!
Zhou Chen, the new emperor, obviously wanted to suppress him! Kill the chicken and the monkey!
"what!"
Mo Ke Muye is unwilling to roar, he is the pinnacle of the saint!
Even when the emperor was alive, he was a tycoon, and the whole world would respect him, and the emperor would treat him with courtesy, but now he was locked in by someone and plunged into a great crisis.
This kind of ending made him unacceptable.
"The power of Moko! Bless my body!"
He yelled frantically.
Many sages have heard it, and they only feel the creeps and trembling all over.
This is a saint's peak powerhouse, roaring helplessly.
Boom!
Between the sky, purple qi came from the east and fell into the body of Moke Muye. For a time, Moke Muye, above the body, the breath fluctuated, madly skyrocketed, and the tyrannical body became bulging stand up.
For a time, his combat power was much stronger than his peak moments, and faintly, he touched the barriers of the Great Sage Realm!
However, the God Emperor Sword Puppet was still fearless, holding the God Emperor Sword in his hand, the blade flashed, one after another domineering sword intent, rising vertically and horizontally, permeating the sky, cutting the void apart.
A series of terrifying sword intents rushed out, towards Moke Muye, and slammed into the past.
The boundless sword aura enveloped his body, making him look terrifying, as if he had become the incarnation of a sword.
boom!
Boom!
A violent explosion sounded continuously, and the sword puppet and Mo Ke Muye were entangled together and collided fiercely.
The entire conference room was blown to pieces, a mess.
The warring sage Yu Wei, even more so many sages' faces changed greatly, and they could hardly breathe.
Too strong!
so horrible!
Is this the power of the Peak Saint?
The low-level saints feel that in front of this existence, they are as weak as ants and have no resistance!
but.
It was also when everyone was shocked by the power of the Peak Saint.
A figure flew out fiercely.
Everyone looked at it quickly, their pupils shrank suddenly, and their hearts trembled fiercely.
because.
The figure that flew out and spurted blood was Moke Muye!
This battle of the peak saints has come to an end in just a few moments!
In the past, the invincible Moke Muye was defeated!
Zhou Chen stood in place, facing the many saints with a cold expression.
Just now.
A faint sigh sounded, and then, the voice of the chief Lei Yan clan came slowly, "Your majesty, Lei Yan clan, see your majesty!"
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