"Martial Emperor Chen, come out here!" Mo Su Yun, wearing an imperial robe and wielding a sword with murderous intent, charged over.,A white figure swept past them as if driven by gale winds. Everyone who attacked him fell to the ground in all directions. Apart from Leng Junhan and Miss Qian whom he protected, everyone else were knocked back five or six zhang away.,The captain of the guards was momentarily choked. He didn't know how to address this deity-like figure in front of him. Should he call him Great King Though this person had snowy white hair, their youthful appearance made it hard to do so.。