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Chapter 967 - Chapter 967: The Mojie Emperor Clan is furious, King Luo appears, Yu Xiaoyao, I’m protecting you!

All sounds between heaven and earth seemed to be sucked away.

Everyone opened their mouths silently, but not a single sound could be made.

It was as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats, preventing them from speaking.

One of the Seven Little Emperors, Emperor Mo Jie, was pierced through by the God Weeping Halberd.

Nailed to War God Mountain with a single halberd!

This impact and shock caused many people's hearts to surge with fear, unable to recover for a long time.

Everyone's gaze once again fell upon the man with white hair fluttering and white clothes like snow.

"Could it be that he was already confident he could instantly kill Emperor Mo Jie, which is why he was so calm?"

Many people thought of this, and their hearts turned cold, as if a basin of cold water had been poured down their spines.

This man was too strong, and too terrifying.

On War God Mountain, to nail Emperor Mo Jie with a single halberd, who possessed such dominance, who possessed such courage!

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent.

As early as when Emperor Mo Jie issued the challenge, his fate was already sealed.

If anyone was to blame, it was Emperor Mo Jie, who just happened to walk into the firing line.

Jun Xiaoyao just happened to need to cause a big stir.

Moreover, if the Seven Little Emperors of the Foreign Realm were to Cultivate, they would definitely be a great disaster for the Immortal Realm in the future.

It was a gain for Jun Xiaoyao to be able to kill one of them in advance.

Jun Xiaoyao calmly walked to Emperor Mo Jie's front.

On the halberd body of the God Weeping Halberd, numerous bloodlines emerged, piercing into Emperor Mo Jie's annihilated Physical Body, sucking dry all his essence.

Jun Xiaoyao slowly pulled out the God Weeping Halberd.

With a gentle shake.

Flesh and blood scattered.

Jun Xiaoyao stood at the Peak of War God Mountain, his gaze sweeping around.

Prince of the Other Shore, Li Jiuming, Pu Yao, and others slightly lowered their heads, not daring to meet Jun Xiaoyao's gaze.

The other War God Academy Disciples also bowed their heads.

As for Tu Shan Wanwan, Tu Shan Chunchun, and Su Hongyi, their eyes were bright, filled with admiration and adoration.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, whose gaze alone could suppress the entire scene, Old Mu also sighed deeply.

The Chaotic Body's momentum was initially formed!

"I grant anyone the right to challenge me, but..."

"I cannot guarantee that you will keep your lives!"

Jun Xiaoyao's voice was faint, yet it spread throughout the Vast Expanse of heaven and earth.

Everyone who heard these words was first startled, then filled with awe and admiration!

The Foreign Realm worshipped the strong, with martial might above all else.

Jun Xiaoyao's performance undoubtedly conquered everyone present!

It was conceivable that after this battle, Jun Xiaoyao's reputation would climb to the Peak of the Foreign Realm!

It was feared that the other few among the Seven Little Emperors would have their glory dimmed somewhat in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

And if they were to know that the person they worshipped was actually from the Immortal Realm...

At that time, it would surely overturn the worldview of all Foreign Realm beings.

Of course, that was a story for later.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao held the God Weeping Halberd, his white hair fluttering, his temperament unmatched.

He did not relax in the slightest, knowing that the matter was not over yet.

Emperor Mo Jie had died in vain because he overestimated his own strength and underestimated the power of the God Weeping Halberd.

But the Mo Jie Emperor Clan behind him would clearly not let it rest.

"Little friend was still too impulsive..." Old Mu's brows furrowed deeply.

Jun Xiaoyao's performance was astonishing.

But his actions were somewhat impulsive.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth shook, and the situation changed drastically.

Overwhelming killing intent surged.

That was the Big Shot of the Mo Jie Emperor Clan in a rage.

They had also completely not expected that their Emperor Mo Jie would be instantly killed by a single move.

Because it was too sudden, there was no defense whatsoever.

"Brat, you're courting death!"

In the endless Void Realm, a blurry figure emerged, emitting the aura of a Quasi-Immortal, terrifying beyond measure.

That was a Quasi-Immortal of the Mo Jie Emperor Clan, projected into the Void Realm, exuding monstrous fury.

Who could have imagined that the battle on War God Mountain would cost Emperor Mo Jie his life?

A large hand pressed down, and endless runes fell like a waterfall, crushing the Void Realm and distorting space.

When a Quasi-Immortal raged, heaven and earth shook!

"Senior, please wait, this is War God Academy!"

Old Mu's eyelids twitched, and he exclaimed.

Although Jun Xiaoyao killed Emperor Mo Jie, he was a Chaotic Body, and even a Quasi-God of War conferred by War God Academy.

Not to mention that now, Jun Xiaoyao had also drawn out the God Weeping Halberd, which could be said to be the inheritor of the Founding War God.

If he were to be killed by the Mo Jie Emperor Clan's Quasi-Immortal, the loss would be immeasurable.

Facing the monstrous pressure of the Quasi-Immortal, Jun Xiaoyao's white hair fluttered, his white clothes billowed, and he held the God Weeping Halberd, his expression as calm as water.

The reason Jun Xiaoyao was so decisive in killing Emperor Mo Jie.

Aside from him being one of the Seven Little Emperors, there was another reason.

That was, Jun Xiaoyao was gambling.

Gambling on what Luo Xiangling's reaction would be.

Whether she would be willing to support him and act for him.

Boom!

The Quasi-Immortal's Law hand pressed down.

Just then, in the Void Realm, countless runes surged like waves, rolling like a tide, colliding with the Law hand.

"Hmm?"

The Mo Jie Emperor Clan's Quasi-Immortal let out a cold snort.

In the sky, a peerlessly beautiful figure appeared.

Draped in plain gauze, a long skirt enveloped in mist.

Her robes fluttered, and three thousand azure strands of hair swayed with the wind.

Her exquisite and beautiful features were a work of art.

Her skin, whiter than snow and fairer than frost, was as warm and lustrous as mutton-fat jade.

Her figure was tall, her slender waist delicate, and her beautiful legs beneath her skirt were straight and long.

Her entire being looked like a goddess emerging from the water, a goddess of the River Luo.

Around her, light rain danced, accentuating her exquisite beauty.

All the male Prodigies present were stunned.

"It's King Luo!"

"Is this King Luo? She's too beautiful."

Many people exclaimed, completely mesmerized.

Not to mention the male Prodigies, even the women couldn't help but show admiration in their eyes.

Many people were seeing Luo Xiangling for the first time.

After all, her low profile was well-known; she rarely left the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Seeing Luo Xiangling arrive, Old Mu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least Luo Xiangling wouldn't just watch Jun Xiaoyao get into trouble.

After all, their relationship...

"King Luo, what is the meaning of this?"

In the Void Realm, the Mo Jie Emperor Clan Quasi-Immortal's projection asked in a cold tone.

Luo Xiangling's eyes were glistening, but only when she looked at Jun Xiaoyao.

At this moment, she raised her head, her swan-like, snow-white neck like jade.

Her eyes seemed to contain a biting cold wind.

"Yu Xiaoyao is under my protection!"

It was clearly a voice as melodious as a clear spring and flowing waterfall, yet it spoke with more dominance than a man.

All beings around War God Mountain widened their eyes, their mouths agape enough to fit an egg.

Don't let Luo Xiangling's usual interactions with Jun Xiaoyao fool you, where she showed no airs of a strong person.

But if she were to get serious, she would be a true Queen, a powerful woman.

"Why do I feel a bit envious?" A Prodigy said sourly.

"With King Luo protecting him, what's the point of Cultivating?"

"King Luo, I don't want to work hard anymore..."

Feeling the many envious gazes falling upon him.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes held a hint of relief.

It seemed his efforts during this period were still useful.

Not to mention what feelings Luo Xiangling had for him.

At least, even when facing a Quasi-Immortal of an Emperor Clan, Luo Xiangling was able to stand up for him.

That was enough.

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