Hehe!

Shaoyangzi laughed silently, his own sword, he couldn't pull it out, his face was trampled under his feet at will, what face did he have to call himself the proud sun of the sky? What face did he have to return to Hengyang Mountain and see his senior brothers?

He shook his hair and said, "Even if you win, what glory will you have? You are nothing but a treacherous villain who has won by insidiousness. Do you dare to fight me openly. ”

Yang Mo sighed and said, "Why deceive yourself? You know better than anyone else that you are not my opponent. Wouldn't it be nice to keep this life?"

"Shut up, Lao Tzu will not lose, Lao Tzu became famous at a young age, has been in thirty-three battles, and has never lost. You don't pretend to be a good person here, and put on a high-minded posture.

Today, Lao Tzu will trample you into the dirt. ”

Shaoyangzi stepped forward step by step, and every step he took would be much heavier than the previous one. He's squeezing his own heritage.

"The face of the strong is fought for with strength. Why can't you admit that you are not strong enough? Is it worth it to be handsome in battle, and now you are using your life to defend your ridiculous dignity?" Yang Mo sighed.

He wanted to spare Shaoyangzi's life, not for anything else, just because this person was talented and simple. Yang Mo was willing to give him a chance.

However, Shaoyangzi didn't want it, and the hatred in his eyes became stronger and stronger!

His body suddenly accelerated, turned into a sharp sword, and stabbed towards Yang Mo.

Incarnated as a sword, this is a move that can only be used after practicing swordsmanship to the extreme. Again, this is a make-or-don move.

"Well, since you want to die, I can only fulfill you. ”

For Shaoyangzi's all-out blow, Yang Mo just smashed it with his fist.

Bang!

Shaoyangzi's body fell to the ground.

Blood flowed from all over the body, like a flower blooming from the other side.

Dead! A generation of Tianjiao Shaoyangzi, life is fixed in the twenty-eighth year.

Silence, still silence, deathly silence, as if even the wind had stopped, only blood spread.

"Ahh

I don't know how long it has been, Ye Chenhao's roar broke the silence.

He took a machete and ran towards Yang Mo.

Boom!

The long sword nailed to the ground flew up, and a human skewer came again.

He finally got his wish and reunited with his son in another world...

"Mr. Yang, please take a seat!"

In the end, it was Bei Xuanli's voice that sounded and made a gesture of please.

"I'm really hungry. Yang Mo rubbed his stomach and took the lead in the hall.

Everyone followed. Shaoyangzi's death made the battle between the two sides endless. No one dared to make a move anymore, and everything that happened today was enough for them to settle down for a long time.

The two bodies were left in the courtyard, and no one dared to touch them.

In the hall, there was peace, and everyone was eating and drinking quietly.

"Mr. Yang Mo, I have a relationship with Hengyang Mountain, can you ask you to hand over Shaoyangzi's body to me?"

"Of course, thank you for the hospitality of the North Pavilion Lord today, and please clean up and vacate this manor, I like it very much. ”

After eating and drinking, Yang Mo didn't stay longer, and he didn't let anyone send him off, and left with more than a dozen people, not taking away a single cloud, only Shaoyangzi's sword.

Like, they're just here for a meal.

The others also put down their chopsticks and got up to say goodbye.

In just a few minutes, the huge manor was empty and deserted again.

Beige originally prepared a lot of programs, but he was not in the mood to continue.

Bei Xuanli sat on the chair, like an old man who was about to die.

He used Shaoyangzi's corpse to test Yang Mo, but Yang Mo didn't care. This is not only the North Pavilion as a thing in the bag, but also the indifference to Hengyang Mountain.

It frightened him and made him despair. He seemed to have seen the scene where the North Pavilion was destroyed in his hands.

"Big brother, do we really want to give up the North Pavilion? The hundred-year-old North Pavilion can't be destroyed in our hands. Shao Nanfeng was the first to speak.

"Second brother, we have no other way at the moment. All of us, plus Hengyang Mountain, are not Yang Mo's opponents alone. Jiang Chen finally spoke.

"Jiang Chen, I'm afraid you've already conspired with Yang Momou, right?" Shao Nanfeng asked.

Dongge's death, he firmly believed that Jiang Chen secretly did it.

"Third brother, the eldest brother will abdicate this year, can you and the fourth brother compete with me? The position of the head of the North Pavilion will inevitably fall into my hands, is it necessary for me to conspire with others?" Jiang Chen muttered to himself.

Now, there is no need to fight openly and secretly, all of them are losers.

Shao Nanfeng was speechless and said, "Anyway, I don't agree to let the North Pavilion out." ”

The three of them stopped talking, and looked at Bei Xuanli together, and the final decision was made by Bei Xuanli.

"Jiang Chen, what is Yang Mo's identity that makes you so jealous?" asked Bei Xuanli.

He didn't think that a young man in his twenties could win the world, what made Jiang Chen so jealous must be Yang Mo's identity.

"Big brother, I don't dare to say it. His identity is beyond the reach of any of us. Jiang Chen took a deep breath: "I can only say that if he wants the whole of Chuzhou, he can put it in his pocket in minutes." ”

The three of them twitched the corners of their mouths at the same time.

Even though Shao Nanfeng hated Jiang Chen, he had to admit that Jiang Chen would never talk nonsense at this time.

However, Shao Nanfeng still insisted on his own point of view and started a war with Jiangbei.

"Tianxi, what do you think? It's about the life and death of the North Pavilion, I hope you can all open your hearts!" Bei Xuanli asked Tianxi.

He couldn't make up his mind. It was the wisest choice to let Beige out, and he believed Jiang Chen. However, in doing so, he is sorry for the dead predecessors of the North Pavilion, and he is sorry for the thousands of brothers in the North Pavilion.

"Battle!" Tianxi only responded with one word!

At this time, Xue Qingfeng went and returned, and walked back again.

"Hall Master Xue, what is the matter with you?" the four of them stopped discussing and looked over together.

"Mr. Beige, I came here this time to discuss cooperation with Beige on behalf of our Nantang. ”

Xue Qingfeng went straight to the point: "Yang Mo's strength is obvious to all. Jiangbei is only afraid that he really regards Beige as an enemy, and wants to get rid of it quickly, Lord Beige, you shouldn't be his opponent, right?"

Bei Xuanli was not angry, and asked, "So, you want to unite with us and deal with Yang Mo together, why don't you unite with them and deal with Beige?"

Xue Qingfeng snorted lightly: "I want to, but they don't want to." ”

Everyone grinned at the same time. Yang Mo is really not talking about it.