Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory - Chapter 792

After Xiao Luo slashed out with that knife, a chain reaction immediately occurred.

“Bold!”

“Who is coming?”

“Stop!”

A series of angry shouts echoed over the Moon God Palace.

In a short while, a large group of gray-haired old men gathered above the Moon God Palace, staring at Nanfeng and others with angry faces.

Each of them was once a well-known strong man.

But as they got older and older, they had no hope of breaking through, so they were recruited by the Moon Emperor and became guests of the Moon God Palace.

When they had nothing to do, these old men would go fishing, appreciate flowers, and taste tea, and their lives were very leisurely.

When the Moon Emperor encountered some troubles that he couldn’t deal with personally, these old men would take action.

This was originally a very easy job.

But they didn’t expect that someone would be so brave that he dared to come to the Moon God Palace and split the mountain in the Moon God Palace with a knife!

He was simply arrogant and didn’t take them, a group of old guys, seriously!

The old men looked at Nanfeng and the other three with angry faces.

The more they looked, the more frightened they became. The anger on their faces slowly subsided and turned into a solemn look.

They couldn’t see through the strength of these four people at all!

Long Wudi didn’t look at the old man in the sky, but rushed directly to the mountain that Xiao Luo had split open, ready to break into the secret room inside the mountain and take out the Moon Emperor.

Nanfeng and Xiao Luo looked at each other and followed.

“Stop!” an old man shouted!

Although they knew that these people were very powerful, they were guests of the Moon God Palace after all. They couldn’t just watch these three people of unknown origin rush over and disturb the Moon Emperor’s retreat, right?

Two of the old men swooped down at the same time, and one of them slapped a palm!

Swish!

With a flash of knife light, Tang Chengyun forced the two old men back and then flew into the sky.

“Everyone, I am Tang Chengyun.” Tang Chengyun said politely, clasping his fists. “We have no ill intentions. Please calm down and don’t seek death.”

“Sword Emperor Tang Chengyun?”

“Is he Tang Chengyun? I have heard of him for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen him in person.”

“Hmph, can the Sword Emperor be so arrogant? Telling us not to seek death? This is the Moon God Palace. If you make trouble here, you will be the one seeking death!”

A skinny old man shouted angrily, drawing his sword to fight Tang Chengyun.

Beside him, another old man in black quickly reached out and grabbed him: “Lao Lin, calm down first. You have been in seclusion for two years, you should not know it yet? Sword Emperor Tang Chengyun is already level 46.”

“Ah?” Lao Lin was stunned for a moment, and retreated calmly, his face as usual.

As if nothing had happened just now, he was extremely thick-skinned.

The man in front of him was a level 46 strongman. Even if Lao Lin was impulsive, he would not dare to fight with Tang Chengyun.

Compared with my life, what is my face?

Tang Chengyun looked around and saw that he had calmed everyone down. He nodded slowly and said, “Don’t worry, we are here to help Yue Huang. Of course, if you are worried and want to fight with me, I am always here to accompany you.”

The old men in the sky looked at each other, and no one wanted to fight with Tang Chengyun.

That’s not fighting, that’s giving away lives.

The old men fell silent.

Although they had all kinds of doubts in their hearts, they didn’t ask because they were not familiar with Tang Chengyun.

“It’s okay that Dao Huang is strong, but how come the other three are so strong?”

An old man in black couldn’t hold back his words, and whispered to the old man in white beside him, “Those three little kids are probably all at level 45.”

The old man in black was a peak level 44 strong man. He couldn’t see through the strength of Nanfeng and others, and thought that Nanfeng and others were only at level 45.

But the old man in white beside him was a real level 45 warrior.

The old man in white had a serious expression on his face and said in a deep voice: “They are not only level 45.”

The rest of the people heard what the old man in white said and exclaimed.

Not only level 45?

Doesn’t that mean… those three kids are also level 46?

The old man called Lao Lin was even more confused.

He only closed his eyes for two years! Not two hundred years!

Has the world been turned upside down like this? Four level 46 warriors suddenly appeared?

What did they do to him? Is this still the original world he is familiar with?

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(Alas, I have a serious writer’s card. I need to spend some time to sort out the following plot. I will write this much for today)