Mo Wudao rushed directly towards the old man, and the two of them quickly took off into the air and started fighting in the sky.
A large number of people quickly gathered around, and they all looked up at the two people fighting in the sky.
"Isn't that the steward of Zhenbei Palace? Why is he fighting with someone?"
"Yes, he is a strong man at the fifth level of the Half Saint. Who dares to provoke him? Who is fighting with him and can actually not lose..."
"You don't know, Zhao Wuji had a conflict with someone and had his arm broken. That's why the butler of the palace came directly, but he didn't expect the other party to be so powerful. I don't think the butler can take him down!"
The people around also nodded, especially when they heard that Zhao Wuji had lost one arm, they all smiled. It was really because he had done too many bad things in the past, and his evil deeds were spread to every corner of the imperial city.
Now a ruthless person has finally appeared and taught Zhao Wuji a lesson for them. It can be said that God has eyes. However, that person probably cannot escape the revenge of the Zhenbei Palace and may not see the sun tomorrow.
More and more people came to watch the fun, and even a semi-saint level figure appeared. After all, it was rare to see strong men at the fifth level of semi-saint fighting each other.
I saw a blood-red spear appear in the hand of Mo Wudao in the sky. Endless bloody aura enveloped the old man, who was constantly resisting with a long sword in his hand.
"Spear the magic dragon!" Mo Wudao in the sky shouted, and stabbed the old man with the spear in his hand. It seemed as if there was an ancient magic dragon roaring continuously on the spear. The surrounding space was quickly locked, making it impossible for the old man to leave. He could only choose to take it head-on.
With a loud bang, the old man was knocked flying, spitting blood in the air. He was actually seriously injured and it would probably take him hundreds of years to recover.
The people below were immediately frightened and looked at Mo Wudao in the sky with shock.
You have to know that this butler is no ordinary person. He was the one who followed the King of Zhenbei in his battles. Later, because of his military exploits, the emperor wanted to confer him the title of Marquis of Blood-Robed, but he refused to agree and insisted on going to the King of Zhenbei's mansion to be the butler.
The old man looked at Mo Wudao opposite him with a look of shock. He had fought countless battles and killed countless enemies in his life. He had very few rivals in the same realm. However, the other party was obviously in the same realm as him, but he defeated him in just half an hour.
This guy is just a guard. What kind of person did this prince offend? How could he be so terrifying? I have never heard of such a powerful demon in the Dawu Dynasty. Could he be from the Blood Lotus Sect?
"Even the old butler was defeated. This guy is too strong!"
"Since when did our Dawu Dynasty have such a demonic figure? Didn't Dawu restrict the cultivation of demons?"
Zhao Wuji, who was below, crushed a jade pendant when he saw the butler being knocked away. Zhou Qiong did not stop him, and there was no need to stop him, because the other party had already arrived before Zhao Wuji crushed the jade pendant.
A huge space slowly appeared in front of Zhou Qiong's eyes. A huge mountain was pressing towards him in the space. The infinite pressure seemed to be able to crush not only him but also the space.
"Hmph!" Zhou Qiong snorted coldly.
An extremely overbearing, bloody and terrifying sword intent began to emanate from Zhou Qiong's body, slashing directly at the mountain. The mountain shattered in response. Zhou Qiong's eyes returned to reality again, and a voice entered Zhou Qiong's ears;
"You are very strong!"
Zhou Qiong curled his lips and replied, "You, just average!"
The two of them fought in an instant, and except for some experts above the fifth level of the Half Saint who seemed to have sensed something, the others had no idea that the King of Zhenbei had just appeared and fought with Zhou Qiong. It was still a draw.
The butler in the sky seemed to have heard something. He nodded slowly, flew to Zhao Wuji, and wanted to take Zhao Wuji away.
"Did I tell you to leave? Do you think you can leave so easily?" Zhou Qiong said coldly.
The housekeeper looked at Zhou Qiong angrily, and then said helplessly, "What do you want!"
"Kneel down!" A cold voice came out of Zhou Qiong's mouth. Before the butler could react, Zhao Wuji knelt down in front of Zhou Qiong with a plop.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji's calm look was no longer there. His eyes were filled with shock and anger. Even though the butler was defeated just now, he did not react much.
At this time, he tried everything, but he couldn't get up. He even used some secret methods that shouldn't exist in this dynasty, but there was no response.
Zhou Qiong stood up slowly, looked at Zhao Wuji and said coldly, "Kneel down and don't get up before dark!" After that, he took Mo Wudao and Dabai and left directly. The people around them immediately made way for them.
The kneeling Zhao Wuji growled angrily, "Ah, no matter who you are, I will make you pay the price!"
After Zhou Qiong and his dog completely disappeared, people around them began to whisper, "What's going on? How come Zhao Wuji knelt down directly after hearing his words?"
"Yeah, could it be the Golden Mouth and Jade Words Technique?"
"Silence! That's a magical power that only the royal family can use. And even the royal family can only use it on their own territory!"
"Also, why didn't the Prince of Zhenbei show up? This is a slap in the face of the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion!"
Some masters hiding in the dark looked at Zhou Qiong walking away with shock on their faces, because they were the only ones who knew that King Zhenbei had been there and that the two had even fought each other.
Although they didn't know who won or lost, it seemed that Zhou Qiong definitely didn't lose, otherwise how could he dare to make Zhao Wuji kneel.
The butler was anxious at this time, but no matter what he did, he couldn't help Zhao Wuji up. He seemed to be fixed there. Even when no one noticed, a dark figure appeared in front of Zhao Wuji, and left with a sigh after a few minutes.
Zhao Wuji knelt in the private room until the evening before getting up and leaving.
What happened today spread throughout the entire imperial city in an instant, with all kinds of versions of the story. Ordinary people were just having fun and would secretly curse Zhao Wuji, "You deserved it!" However, the reactions of the major forces were very different.
All major forces speculated about Zhou Qiong's identity, countless spies were sent out, and they all warned their children not to mess with Zhou Qiong.
Otherwise, no one can save him. Didn’t you see that the prince of the palace has been kneeling for the whole afternoon? Even the King of Zhenbei’s appearance was useless.
At this time, inside the palace, there was a man sitting on the dragon throne, wearing a five-clawed golden dragon robe. He was emitting golden light all over his body, making people dare not look directly at him. A black figure slowly emerged next to him.
"Your Majesty, something happened in the Sky Tower today..." The black shadow narrated everything that happened in the Sky Tower today.
"Zhao Tieyi really went there and couldn't do anything to the other party!" A heavy voice came from the dragon throne.
"Yes, the King of Zhenbei did fight with that man once, and then the King of Zhenbei withdrew, and Prince Zhao knelt in the Sky Tower for the whole afternoon!"
"Go and investigate the Blood Lotus Sect and see if it has any connection with Zhao Tieyi!"
"Yes!" The black shadow agreed and slowly disappeared!
When the shadow disappeared, a cold voice rang out from the hall, "Zhao Tieyi, Zhao Tieyi... please don't let me down... accept the marriage proposal... it's so good... The Demon Cult, could it really be the son of that...?"
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