Zheng Zong's face was a little dark, a little bearded, thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed in black, looking a little domineering like a general, sitting in a makeshift shed, drinking tea, next to the table, there was a Guan knife, deeply inserted in the soil, and a group of people were standing around.

A house slave saw Mu Lingtian, ran over in two steps, and said, "Master, he's here." ”

Zheng Zong's originally calm and casual eyes were instantly full of murderous aura, he stood up violently, grabbed the Guan Dao with his right hand, pulled out the Guan Dao, jumped to the middle of the road in one step, stomped the Guan Dao to the ground, and fell into the soil for three points, which was enough to see that this Guan Dao was very heavy.

Of course, Mu Lingtian knew that these people were coming for him, ignoring all his eyes, he glanced at Zheng Zong coldly, motioned for Luoxue to stop in place, waved the reins in his hand gently, and rode slowly in front of Zheng Zong, stopping only one step away from Zheng Zong, looking down at Zheng Zong. The cold eyes were completely emotionless, as if they didn't care about anything, and the only thing they had was cold-blooded killing.

Zheng Zong was motionless, stared at Mu Lingtian, and asked solemnly, "Are you a murderous demon?"

Mu Lingtian replied coldly, "Yes, so what?"

With a heavy snort, Zheng Zong snorted coldly: "Although the beloved son is stubborn, lacks control, and has done some outrageous things, he should indeed be taught a good lesson, but you can just hit him twice, why take his life?

Listening to Zheng Zong's words, a thought flashed in Mu Lingtian's mind, he wanted to catch it, but it was very vague, it seemed that there was something he was used to, it seemed that there was something he had slowly forgotten, it seemed that he didn't want to. There was a slight fluctuation in Mu Lingtian's eyes.

Mu Lingtian was silent for a moment, came back to his senses, and explained: "Originally, I didn't want to kill him, I just wanted to teach him a lesson, if you want to blame him, blame him for taking the blame, it's useless to talk more, the matter has come to this, if you want to kill me, Mu Lingtian's head is here." ”

Zheng Zong's eyes revealed a thick murderous aura, his left hand was clenched into a fist, and he roared loudly: "Since this is the case, then let me come to comprehend and comprehend, the terrifying Sixteen Swords of the Immortals." ”

As Zheng Zong spoke, the fist of his left hand punched the horse's neck fiercely, and Mu Lingtian's horse let out a tragic neigh, and it rolled over and fell.

Mu Lingtian's feet left the stirrup, jumped back in one step, and got off the overturned horse, Zheng Zong kicked the bottom of Guan Dao with his right foot, and pushed Guan Dao towards Mu Lingtian with his right hand, and chased after him in one step.

Zheng Zong took two steps in the air, caught Guan Dao with his sideways body, and slashed sideways towards Mu Lingtian.

After Mu Lingtian landed, he didn't dodge, he didn't use the Sixteen Swords of Zhuxian, but used all his internal strength to condense on the remnants, held the remnants with both hands, and took Zheng Zong's blow.

A huge pressure, like a mountain pressed in an instant, although Mu Lingtian's internal strength was not weak, but forcibly taking this blow, Mu Lingtian still took several steps back in a row, seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, his left hand slapped on the ground, so that he didn't fall and stood up.

Mu Lingtian was able to take Zheng Zong's blow so brutally, which Zheng Zong didn't expect at all, although he was surprised by Mu Lingtian's martial arts, but the anger in his heart had already made Zheng Zong lose his mind, and he couldn't stop.

Zheng Zong continued to attack Mu Lingtian, but Mu Lingtian didn't make a move, just blindly dodged.

Suddenly, Mu Lingtian, who was dodging, rushed out two sword blades from the remnants in his hand, spinning on Zheng Zong's Guan Knife, Zheng Zong hurriedly let go of his left hand, and swept around himself with the Guan Knife with one hand, throwing off the two sword blades, and the sword blades flew to the side not far away, and then disappeared into invisibility.

Mu Lingtian and Zheng Zong retreated from each other and stopped temporarily, Zheng Zong looked at the position where he had just thrown off the blade, and was surprised by the strangeness of the Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian, frowned, and asked seriously: "This is the terrifying Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian?"

Mu Lingtian took the remnants, looked at Zheng Zong, and said coldly: "I have asked you to make three moves to give you back your life, if you are entangled, then I will never show mercy." ”

At this moment, Zheng Zong knew that the sixteen swords of Zhu Immortal were a hundred times more dangerous than he imagined, and he was just one step away from death.

Fortunately, in the next plan, he didn't have to deal with Mu Lingtian, Zheng Zong pretended to be calm, and snorted coldly: "What an arrogant tone, I just used three layers of internal force, if you have a kind, come with me." ”

Zheng Zong jumped up and jumped to the empty grass not far away.

Mu Lingtian glanced at Zheng Zong and followed in one step.

Zheng Zong looked at Mu Lingtian and suddenly laughed, at this moment, Zhang Ping, who was hiding in the crowd, jumped up, jumped towards Luoxue in one step, and grabbed Luoxue off his horse.

Mu Lingtian reacted and rushed back, but it was too late, and the falling snow had already fallen into Zhang Ping's hands.

"Brother Zheng, don't be in a hurry to deal with the murderous maniac, and I'll leave the rest to you. Zhang Ping glanced back, and after making sure it was safe, he flew away with the falling snow.

Although Mu Lingtian wanted to chase, Zheng Zong jumped in front of Mu Lingtian in one step, blocking Mu Lingtian's way, and laughed: "It's really a hero who is sad about the beauty." ”

Mu Lingtian held the remnant tightly, at this moment, his eyes were full of cold murderous aura, and he glanced at Zheng Zong with cold eyes, without much language, the remnant danced, and the sword blade surged.

Zheng Zong stood still, looking at Mu Lingtian motionlessly, with a fierce expression, and coldly threatened: "Do you want her to die?"

Hearing Zheng Zong's words, Mu Lingtian, who originally wanted to kill Zheng Zong, stopped the movements in his hand, and all the sword blades disappeared, including the sword blades that were already close in front of Zheng Zong.

Seeing that Mu Lingtian stopped the movements in his hand, Zheng Zong's face showed a smug smile and said, "If I die, then your lover will give me a funeral, you have to think clearly." ”

Mu Lingtian sneered coldly: "I really didn't expect that there are so many shameless chicken and dog thieves in Lingnan. ”

Zheng Zong looked at Mu Lingtian, his eyes were full of murderous aura, the Guan Dao in his hand pointed at Mu Lingtian, and said, "As long as you can kill a murderous demon like you, no matter what the method, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the martial arts." ”

Mu Lingtian smiled coldly: "Really, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." ”

Zheng Zong now has the trump card in his hand, and has the qualifications to despise Mu Lingtian, and said proudly: "Mu Lingtian, I'm not afraid to tell you, it's Zhang Ping Zhang Daxia of the Lingnan Sword Sect who captured your lover, if you want to save him, just exchange your life, if you don't agree, then I don't dare to guarantee what kind of ending your lover will be, just give you one day to think about it, I will wait for you in the Lingnan Sword Sect tomorrow." ”