Chapter 415
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Immortal City! City Lord's Mansion!
"Ziwen, you bastard, what were you doing just now? Pointing fingers in front of me? Making me lose face in front of Yu Xi? "Yangzhigu scolded Ziwen angrily.
Ziwen of the Northern Mo Palace returned with a belly full of anger. He was prepared to slowly digest this humiliation.
He didn't expect Yangzhigu to chase him all the way here and be so aggressive, constantly scolding and criticizing him.
There were many familiar faces in the City Lord's Mansion's main hall. How could he not give him any face in front of so many people?
"Ninth Young Master, don't go too far!" Ziwen gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Ziwen, an Emptiness Realm expert, was humiliated in front of everyone by a Qi Realm expert. He couldn't calm down and was even angrier.
"Go too far? Hmph, do you dare to touch me? I'll go back and tell my father to destroy your body and soul. Do you believe me? "Yangzhigu said coldly.
Ziwen clenched his fists. He was really powerless in front of Yangzhigu. Who asked Mohina Dōjin to spoil him?
"Enough!" A voice sounded in the main hall.
Gu Yue Holy Son looked at Yangzhigu with an ugly expression and said, "Lao Jiu, Ziwen is my attendant. It's not up to you to criticize him!"
Yangzhigu turned his head and looked at Gu Yue Holy Son, who was at the north of the main hall.
"Hmph, Gu Yue, don't pretend to be big in front of me. So what if you're a Holy Son? I'm not afraid of you. Also, everyone in the main hall, listen up! "Yangzhigu glanced at everyone in the main hall.
All the cultivators in the main hall had ugly expressions.
"If anyone dares to cause trouble in the Northern Mo Palace, don't blame me for not being polite!" Yangzhigu said coldly.
All the cultivators in the main hall had cold eyes.
"Not being polite? Why aren't you being polite? "The Ancient Moon Holy Son said coldly.
Yangzhigu sneered, "I will ask my father to remove your Immortal Karmic Titles. At that time, there will be someone to deal with you! Hmph! "
As soon as Yangzhigu said this, the faces of all the practitioners turned extremely ugly, but no one dared to say anything.
"Then take mine too!" Gu Yue Holy Son said coldly.
"I can't touch you, but I can touch the people around you. I can make those followers of yours go to hell. Do you believe me?" Yangzhigu acted shamelessly.
"You!" Gu Yue glared at him, and a vicious aura flashed.
"You want to hit me? Hit me then! Father said that you are not allowed to bully me. If you hit me, I will tell Father and let Father deal with you! "Yangzhigu said hatefully.
The cultivators of the First Palace Hall and the Emptiness Realm Expert of the First Palace Hall could do nothing to Yangzhigu. After all, he had a good father.
The atmosphere in the hall became tense.
"Oh no!" A practitioner outside the hall rushed into the hall.
"What's the matter?" Gu Yue Holy Son said coldly.
"Holy Son, Mr. Munro is going to lose!" The practitioner said with an ugly expression.
"What?" Gu Yue Holy Son's expression changed.
He ignored Yangzhigu and stepped out of the hall.
Standing at the entrance of the hall, he looked up at the cloud platform not far away.
Withering!
The flowers on the virtual chessboard withered one after another. Their vitality was annihilated, and the aura of death surrounded them. Mr. Munro's chess pieces were losing.
On the cloud platform.
Mr. Munro's eyes were extremely serious. He grabbed a white chess piece and couldn't put it down.
"Let's draw!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.
"Draw?" Mr. Munro suddenly looked up.
"Now, on the chessboard, the black and white chess pieces are equal. Let's stop here. Let's call it a draw!" Yan Chuan smiled.
Mr. Munro looked at Yan Chuan in surprise. In the end, he said solemnly, "I still have things to do in the Dazhao Holy Land, so I can't lose this game. Thank you very much!"
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