The atmosphere in Wudao square became a little strange.

At the moment when Mo appeared for thousands of years, almost everyone thought that he came to kill Ye Chen and was ashamed before the snow.

But just now, what Mo has said and done for thousands of years is with the heart of resolution. He not only advised Yang Qi to stop, but also made a righteous statement about his position as an elder of the eclosion sect. It is really unimaginable.

Mo qiangu didn't pay attention to the people's eyes. He kept on walking. He went to the grandstand where the two princes were. He hugged his fist with both hands and said faintly: "the two princes, today's matter is a private matter of my yuhuazong. Please don't interfere with the two princes."

The voice was very calm, but in that voice, it had its own dignity. It didn't seem to be afraid of the two people in front of us, which surprised the crowd, and the admiration in the eyes of the disciples of the feather sect was stronger.

"I didn't mean to interfere in this matter, but elder Mo said it again." Fang Yi replied faintly, glanced at Fang Han.

I saw that Fang Han also had a calm face and a casual tone: "the battle of life and death is never ending. Since Lu Chuanfeng was defeated, whether he died or lived has nothing to do with me. Why should I intervene?"

Fang Han's words cooled Lu Chuanfeng's heart. What a cruel guy, he actually abandoned himself.

"Thank you for your success."

Mo qiangu nodded slightly, turned around and looked at Ye Chen. Haosheng looked at him and said: "Xiao Ting's death was his own fault. You killed him to get rid of the black sheep for the feather sect. However, I can't stand you abolishing the Hu family brothers. When you enter the inner door, I will get justice in the name of Hu Gang."

After saying that, Mo shook his hand for thousands of years, stepped out, turned into a streamer and disappeared into the vision of the crowd.

"Don't be afraid of power and take advantage of others' danger. I didn't expect elder Mo to be such a fair man."

"It's a great honor to have such an elder."

The crowd looked at the direction of ink's departure for thousands of years, slightly moved, and their hearts were filled with emotion.

In contrast, Yang Qizhi, however, stood blankly in place, looking suddenly.

Today, he not only failed to keep Lu Chuanfeng, but also ruined his reputation, and Fang hangangcai's words destroyed his last dependence.

The disciples of Yujian hall looked at him with disgust and disdain.

The Yang family looked at him with contempt.

What's more, if Mo hasn't shot in time through the ages, I'm afraid Ye Chen's arrow has sent him to the West.

Cluck!

His body was soft and he sat down on the challenge arena. In his eyes, he was dead gray.

Looking at the dejected Yang Qizhi, Fang was cold and expressionless. Then, he didn't say anything. He slowly stood up, stepped down from the grandstand and strode away. At the same time, a very dignified voice echoed slowly in the square.

"People have been defeated, and what they have left has become waste."

At the same time, Fang Han's footsteps continued. Behind him, a startling huge palm quietly emerged. The palm touched it, and a terrible invisible force completely wrapped Lu Chuanfeng.

Suddenly, a shrill wail sounded.

The crowd looked at Lu Chuanfeng in shock. Under the terrible force, his body began to melt, his flesh and blood dissipated, and his bones broke. No matter how he resisted, it had no effect.

A moment later, the power finally dissipated. On the challenge arena, Lu Chuanfeng was no longer seen, but there was a handful of white ash.

"What a vicious means."

Ye Chen looked at Fang Han's disappearance and said in his heart.

On the surface, Han just killed Lu Chuanfeng, but the waste he said implied Yang Qizhi, indicating that he had nothing to do with the Yang family since then.

At this time, Yang Qi's eyes were stiff and his eyelids drooped, as if he had aged more than ten years and became lifeless in a moment.

Fang Han, who left with a big step, came to a courtyard of the imperial city soon.

At this time, not far behind him, stood an old man with a smiling face, looking very kind.

"Qian Lao, what do you think?" Fang Han's calm face rarely showed a trace of anger.

"Failed, and completely."

Qian Lao's answer was very simple, let Fang Han's eyes coagulate slightly, and immediately asked, "how do you say this?"

"As everyone knows, Lu Chuanfeng is your man. Today, he played all his cards, but he still lost to Ye Chen. I think it will spread all over the Imperial City in a few days, and you will be pushed to the top of the storm and criticized."

"When did I care about the mere speech?"

Fang hanlue said in displeasure, but the old man shook his head and his eyes twinkled.

"Normally, you really don't have to care about these remarks, but today there is a variable, that is, ink will last forever."

Qian Lao sighed and said, "today, Mo qiangu first established prestige in front of the people, and then faced the two princes, neither humble nor arrogant, to win the hearts of the people. Most importantly, he pushed the Yang family to the edge of life and death."

"Although the Yang family is a famous family in the Imperial City, their power is not high. The reason why they can stay in the imperial city depends entirely on your support. However, today, you bombard Lu Chuanfeng in front of everyone, ignore Yang Qizhi and abandon the Yang family. In the eyes of others, you will naturally think you have abandoned the Yang family."

Hearing the speech, Fang Han's face changed dramatically.

What he said and did in the stands was just to protect his reputation. He never wanted to give up the Yang family.

Who knows, Mo has long guessed what Fang Han said and did, and arranged traps in advance, so that everyone thinks that Fang Han gave up the Yang family, and the Yang family has become a lost dog since then.

"The Yang family is domineering. There are many enemies in the imperial city. Once they lose the protection of the imperial family, they will be exploited and suppressed by others. If Yang Qi loses his reputation, he will certainly be impeached and abused, so as to withdraw from the Yuhua sect. At that time, there will be countless dragons in the Yujian hall, and the ink will be popular through the ages. Naturally, he will become the new leader of the Yujian hall."

Thousands of old words, like a sharp silver needle, go straight to the core of the whole conspiracy.

"Ink forever, what an ink forever!"

Fang Han clenched his fist. He never thought that the final winner of the whole thing would be mo forever.

"Mo has always been a member of the Mohist school. If it was only the Mohist school, the whole thing would not be a trouble. But if the Mohist School dared to be so rampant today, there must be something to rely on behind it. According to my speculation, the person behind it is likely to be the crown prince."

"Prince?"

With a heavy complexion, Fang Han suddenly fell into silence.

After half a ring, he vomited heavily, with a slightly gloomy tone, and said, "in that case, let this matter go for the time being. You immediately send spies to monitor the prince's palace. I want to know everything inside."

"Yes!"

Qian Lao bowed slightly and quickly walked out of the courtyard.

"Also, please help me investigate Ye Chen's identity background, especially the variant he has, which must be strictly investigated. I must see a detailed information within three days."

Just as Qianlao was about to step out of the courtyard, Fang Han's voice sounded again.

I saw him standing in front of the door and window. Looking into the distance, he slowly emerged the figure holding the heart of the real dragon in the desert wind and sand.

Fang Han will never forget this figure.