Leng Mochen felt that his lowest rebellion had been touched. I also feel that my Leng family's dignity has been trampled under the feet of others.

Although he is not the blood of the Leng family, he grew up eating the Leng family's food. So the anger in my heart was rekindled.

In the end, I couldn't hold it back.

His cultivation is a big difference between Yue Hanshan. But he couldn't get angry at this time, and it was difficult to calm the anger in his heart, the kind of words that trampled on his dignity and made others think that he was incompetent, made him completely irrational.

Leng Mochen pulled out a long sword, and the long sword roared like a heavenly dragon.

Yue Hanshan just used his spiritual power to protect his body, and he didn't want to dodge.

Leng Mochen waved his long sword, and the sword shadow filled the sky, drawing a little cold light. Seeing that he was only a foot away from Yue Hanshan's body, Yue Hanshan made a slight mistake at the foot of Yue Hanshan, and dodged Leng Mochen's sharp sword.

Leng Mochen was attacked by the aura of his whole body, so that kind of inertia made him fly out of a distance of more than ten meters before stopping.

Just as Leng Mochen attacked again, Yue Hanshan used his spiritual power, and a beam of spiritual power white light flew towards Leng Mochen. Leng Mochen was hit by this light and flew backwards until he turned three hundred and sixty degrees before stopping. He slammed his sword on the ground and knelt on one foot, apparently wounded.

Yue Hanshan made a move, and a young man wearing black clothes with a long sword flew out of the shadows, his whole body exuding black gas, and he didn't see that he was a master of cultivating demons when the immortal cultivator arrived.

Practicing with him, as soon as Yue Hanshan exited, the young man with the long sword did not speak, and directly held the sword and slashed at Leng Mochen at the fastest speed

At this time, Leng Mochen also came to his senses. His sword met the edge of the sword without wavering. At this moment, the sword qi in the sky turned into a more prosperous star, like the brightest star in the night sky. In the bloody courtyard, maple leaves fluttered and fell

The black-clothed young man's sword was still in the air with both hands. Leng Mochen's sword edge had been broken out of the sword of the young man in black, He looked at the young man in black quietly, and the young man in black also looked at him quietly. There was no expression on either of their faces.

Because Leng Mochen was injured by Yue Hanshan's move, he was defeated and invincible at this moment, and the sword Leng Mochen raised slowly hung down.

The last fragments of the maple leaf had fallen, and the courtyard had returned to silence, deathly silence.

The sword aura in the sky attacked people, as if it had never stopped, and the heavens and the earth were full of desolation and murder. The young man in black never left Leng Mochen's gaze. As if he was afraid that Leng Mochen would run away at this moment.

Although Leng Mochen was injured, he still maintained his combat effectiveness. There is also a strong murderous aura emitted from his body. made the young man in black dare not imagine how many times this person had fought on the battlefield.

Leng Mochen seemed to have changed at this moment, his hair was already very unkempt and his clothes were in tatters.

It's no longer the handsome and chic it was just now. He looked so down, so down, and his haggard face had glowed with a dazzling coldness.

A strange smile appeared on Leng Mochen's face, he thought, today is death, why not pull a cushion on his back, and have a companion.

So Leng Mochen took out his sword, and a sword was swung out against the wind, and a cyan cold light sword qi went straight to the throat of the black-clothed young man. The sword qi has not yet arrived. Sen Han's sword qi had already stabbed the west wind, and the young man slipped in his footsteps, and flipped backwards into the air, letting go of this fierce sword qi. He stepped back seven feet, his back already attached to the trunk of a maple tree in the yard.

Leng Mochen's sword had already stabbed straight out with the change of move. Swing in the air. The sword aura in the sky made the man in black unable to retreat, and his body suddenly slid up along the trunk of the tree. The black-clothed young man let out a long roar and flew into the sky, and the long sword also turned into a flying rainbow. His man and the sword have become one. The compelling sword aura destroyed the red leaves on the branches. It was a bleak sight. The black-clothed young man's arms shook and swept past the sword qi, falling with the red leaves.

The black-clothed young man roared endlessly, flipped upside down in the air, and a sword qi suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows, and sprinkled down on Leng Mochen's head, the power of this sword was enough to shake people's souls, and within a radius of three zhang around Leng Mochen, it was already shrouded in sword qi, no matter what direction he dodged, it seemed that he couldn't dodge this fierce sword qi. Just listen to the sound of "dang". Sparks splash.

Leng Mochen was so shocked by this spiritual power that he flew out dozens of meters away, and a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth. Wound on injury.

By now, he didn't have much spiritual power. But there was stubborn resistance.

The young man in black took advantage of your illness to kill you, and he quickly rushed towards Leng Mochen. When the black-clothed young man rushed to a distance of two meters away from Leng Mochen, Leng Mochen suddenly retracted his momentum, leaned back slightly, leaving an afterimage in place, and the real Leng Mochen had already appeared in front of the black-clothed young man in an instant.

His face was already about to touch the face of the young man in black, and his face was hideous. The black-clothed young man even felt Leng Mochen's body temperature, and the black-clothed young man was taken aback, what kind of exercise is this, why is it so fast, Yue Hanshan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was shocked. At this time

The black-clothed young man struggled with his right hand to reach out and grab Leng Mochen's clothes, trying to win with one move. Just when the five fingers of the black-clothed young man had just touched Long Leng Mochen's clothes, an earth-shattering dragon groan was deafening. The expression of the young man in black only showed a moment of smugness, and he couldn't help but quickly withdraw his right hand and flew back dozens of meters away, almost frightened by the terrifying dragon roar. And with a sense of divine might.

But seeing the two green dragons hovering over Leng Mochen's body, they suddenly flew up with a roar, thinking about the two living divine beasts.

The black-clothed young man was shocked, his body fell unsteadily from the air and fell on the copper pillar in the courtyard, his feet were not yet steady, the two dragons Qinglong and Leng Mochen had already swooped down from the pillar several feet high from the air, opened the blood basin dragon mouth, exposed the sharp dragon teeth, and grabbed his body and chest with both claws.

The young man in black was suddenly unprepared, rolled to the ground on the left side, and his body climbed up. The two green dragons flew together and whirled into the air, roared a deafening dragon groan again, and grabbed a claw at the black-clothed young man Tianlinggai, the black-clothed young man stood up in a panic and hurriedly retreated, he had forgotten to dodge in fright, and was about to die under the dragon's claws.

There was a loud bang, and the dragon claws of the two green dragons grabbed a six-foot pit on the ground of the courtyard. For a while, the dust and smoke in the yard were flying, so it didn't choke people. Many disciples of the Yue family were frightened by this scene, and their souls flew out of the sky, and their hearts and galls were broken.

Yue Hanshan was furious, his forearm shook suddenly, and he turned his majestic spiritual power, how strong that spiritual power was. Towards the two dragons, the right hand of Yue Hanshan who grabbed the dragon was extremely sore, as if it had been struck by thunder and lightning.

Yue Hanshan roared angrily at the fierce dragon, jumped up more than three zhang high, shot two zhang away, and his body unintentionally fell on the dragon neck of one of the green dragons. The green dragon suddenly felt a person fall from his back, and roared angrily, wanting to turn back to the dragon's head to see who was so bold.

But no matter how it struggled back to the capital, it couldn't see Yue Hanshan. And the other green dragon noticed Yue Hanshan, who was very bold, and then pounced and bit him.

At this time, Leng Mochen sat quietly in the small world of the rich aura of illusion, meditating to restore the aura

"Poof--" Blood splattered out of Yue Hanshan's mouth, "This dragon is so powerful" Yue Hanshan brushed away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, but his face was furious.

Thinking about it, my Yue Hanshan has never been injured so much since he cultivated.

At this time, he sacrificed a simple long sword, which at first glance was not an ordinary sword, but a divine weapon with a weapon spirit.

This sword emitted a terrifying monstrous sword aura, and even the first son of the Yue family standing in the courtyard felt Wei Ya.

The sky was shrouded in powerful sword qi, and even some of the first sons with low cultivation were forced to suffer internal injuries by the power of sword qi and fell to the ground.

Yue Hanshan sent out his strongest blow. The two dragons and Leng Mochen were all split into ashes and annihilated.

The courtyard of the Yue family is also a mess. Yue Hanshan was also unkempt at this time, he had never been so embarrassed, a Yuanying Great Cultivator, he actually made a person in the Jindan period untidy.

This courtyard was blown down by the sword qi in two. There is only a pile of ruins. Let's clean up this place.

After Yue Hanshan ordered his subordinates, he walked straight to his secret room.

The next morning, when everyone got up and was ready for breakfast. But he couldn't find Leng Mochen's person.

Looking at his room, there is no trace of anyone sleeping at all.

Leng Ao didn't let everyone wait for him. Tell everyone to hurry after eating. Leave a note for the innkeeper and he'll catch up.

It's a group of people coming in from the outside. Boss, get a few of us some beef, and I'm getting two jars of Jurchen wine.

One of the skinny monkey-like people said, "Hey, brother, what do you think of what happened in Wuyue Mountain last night?"

I think it's still more sympathetic to that Leng Mochen, who ran to Yue Hanshan for revenge for his nephew, but in the end, he was annihilated by ashes, and there was no corpse.

How can it be called a whole corpse, and it will directly turn into dust. A man with five mountains thick said.

"Hey!!"

The thin man who spoke just now said: It's not that Yue family head who said that we don't know that there is such a thing. This is a wrongful death.

Don't talk about it, let's eat, there will be no seats later. A few people, you say a word, I say a word. As he spoke, he walked over to a table where no one was around.

Leng Yao listened to these words in his ears, if this was true, then Leng Mochen might have gone to Wuyue Mountain last night.

Leng Yao couldn't sit still, so he put the dishes and chopsticks away. Directly to the side of that group of people, big brothers, what you said, is it true?

That must be true, or we heard the first son of Wuyue Mountain say it himself on the way here. They also said that Leng Mochen sent out two powerful divine beast dragons. Wounded Yue Shan.

Dragon?

This may not be fake, my second brother adopted two divine beasts, but they are still cubs. He may have been killed by Yue Shan, so he was injured by those two dragons.

At this time, Leng Ao couldn't sit still, although Leng Mochen was not his brother, but Leng Mochen was kind-hearted. It must have been to avenge Leng Yao, and he really killed Yue Hanshan.

He said to himself.

"Dead !!"

Leng Yao chuckled in his heart, as if he was carrying this million catties of mountains, it was very heavy. I hope what they said is not true, although he has only known Leng Mochen, he treats him like a relative. Now it's still for himself to go to Yue Hanshan for revenge. It feels a bit like a dream.