The various conditions proposed by Zhao Hetu still make the eldest grandson happy to compare without worry.

In any case, at least getting the Mo Evil Divine Sword with ease was more important than anything.

The cadre Mo Ye is one, if there is only a cadre and no Mo Ye, it will not play a role at all. Now, the two are together, which can be regarded as one thing that is on the mind of the eldest grandson.

Not long after leaving Crown International, the eldest grandson Wuwu stopped, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "After following me for so long, show up." ”

As the words fell, Yan Xiwei walked out slowly.

The eldest grandson was stunned for a moment, "Yan Xiwei, I didn't expect your news to be very fast." ”

"If you really want to find someone, it's just a no-brainer. Yan Xiwei said lightly.

"Do you want to get back the Cadre Divine Sword, or do you want to avenge your righteous son?" said the eldest grandson Wuwu's tone was flat.

"Neither. Yan Xiwei said.

The eldest grandson was stunned, "Then what do you want to do?"

"I've heard the name of God's curse for a long time, so I want to learn from Your Excellency's tricks. Yan Xiwei said.

With a smile, the eldest grandson said without worry: "It is worthy of being the master of the Wumen, and it is really different." In today's rivers and lakes, there are very few people who can fight with me, and you Yan Xiwei is one. Even if I kill you, I will pave the way for my damnation. Come, let me learn the unique exercises of the Wumen. ”

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more and more tense, and the air around him seemed to freeze.

Although many people have not fought with the eldest grandson, after all, he is famous, and he must not be an ordinary person. Moreover, being able to gather so many traitors of the sect in a short period of time and create such a powerful strength, the eldest grandson Wuwu has its own merits.

Yan Xiwei didn't dare to take it lightly.

The two stood quietly facing each other, neither of them made a move, but there was a thick murderous aura between them. There was no movement in their hands, but it was as if they had already begun to fight in their minds. This kind of contest in momentum should not be underestimated.

Ordinary people, under the oppression of this powerful momentum, are afraid that they will not even be able to give birth to the idea of doing something.

It's a short time, but it's as long as eternity.

Finally, Yan Xiwei moved first and smashed his fist at the eldest grandson. The fist is powerful, like the waves of the sea, layer upon layer.

For Yan Xiwei, who can be on the same level as Mo Li, the eldest grandson Wuwu does not dare to take it lightly. Although his talent is extremely high, and he has already integrated the Nameless True Qi, Tiangang Righteous Qi and Haoran Qi, but he has always missed some chances, and he cannot combine the three Qi.

However, the eldest grandson Wuwu has his own unique set, which is also the reason why he was able to suppress Huang Qingtian and Qin Yan fiercely.

Although the three qi are the same body, they are even more powerful when they are fused into one. However, in terms of cultivation, Huang Qingtian and Qin Yan have always been too far behind the eldest grandson.

The two fist back and forth, attacking and defending each other.

Yan Xiwei was secretly surprised, the master made a move, and the tentacles knew the victory or defeat.

He knew that it was impossible for him to kill the other party. Even at the risk of dying together, it would be equally difficult for him to kill his eldest grandson without worrying about it.

Although he knew that the leader of the damnation was by no means an ordinary person, he never thought that he would not be able to hurt him with all his might. He originally thought that if he got rid of the eldest grandson, it would be regarded as paving the way for Qin Yan in the future. But now, it seems that this is impossible.

In a moment, the two of them made a hundred moves.

The eldest grandson Wuwu smiled coldly and said, "The famous master of the Wumen Sect is really not a wasted person. I didn't want to be an enemy of your witchcraft, but the Divine Sword is something I must get, and no one can even think of taking it. You too. However, if you don't know what to do and what you have to do with me, then it's no wonder that I'm not going to be my enemy. ”

The words fell, and the fist of the eldest grandson changed suddenly.

The offensive was like a waterfall, pouring down, and like a meteor passing by, as fast as thunder.

Yan Xiwei was taken aback, it seemed that the eldest grandson Wuwu still had a powerful move that he hadn't used.

Yan Xiwei didn't dare to take it lightly, and tried his best to pick him up.

"Bang"!

The tremendous force is like a mountain waterfall, falling with a bang.

Yan Xiwei involuntarily "rubbed" a few steps back, only to feel that the internal organs were very uncomfortable, and the throat was sweet, and a stream of blood gushed up. Yan Xiwei swallowed hard, looking shocked.

The strength of the eldest grandson Wuwu was indeed beyond his expectations.

Back then, when he fought with Mo Li, Yan Xiwei could still make a draw. But now, in the face of the eldest grandson, he is defeated. This inevitably made him feel horrified.

This is also the limit of the practice of the witch sect.

Qi practitioners, although they get older, their cultivation may improve.

However, the practitioners of the Wumen Sect have gradually declined due to age, and their strength will naturally be greatly weakened.

The eldest grandson smiled coldly, "The master of the Witch Sect, it's nothing more than that." ”

"Your strength is indeed beyond my expectations, and the leader of the damnation is indeed not in vain, admire. Yan Xiwei said.

"It seems that it can't be as you wish, you can't get this sword back. The eldest grandson said proudly.

"We're not done yet, and the outcome is unknown. Yan Xiwei snorted coldly.

The eldest grandson was slightly stunned, "What other powerful moves do you have?"

Yan Xiwei smiled coldly and said nothing.

With a loud shout, Yan Xiwei's momentum rose sharply, and he smashed it with a punch.

The eldest grandson was taken aback and was very shocked.

He could feel how powerful Yan Xiwei's punch was, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

This was also something he didn't expect, he didn't expect that the eldest grandson Wuwu would still have such a powerful move without using it.

The eldest grandson took a deep breath and smashed it with all his might.

"Bang!"

The powerful momentum that came from the mountains and seas suddenly knocked the eldest grandson Wuwu upside down and flew out.

After exiting a few meters away, he stood firm, and with a "poof" sound, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The master of the Wumen Sect is really powerful, admire. The eldest grandson wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

Yan Xiwei didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

"Let's not change the green water, and we will ask you for advice another day. ”

The words fell, and the eldest grandson ran away without worrying about it.

A good man doesn't want to suffer immediate losses, he doesn't want to lose his life innocently here.

Yan Xiwei didn't catch up, and watched the eldest grandson run away from his eyes. Until his figure disappeared in front of him, Yan Xiwei suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly sat on the ground, his face pale.

This is also the secret method of the Wumen, which is more powerful than the breathing method he taught Dugu Rong, but it is very harmful to himself.

If it weren't for the eldest grandson who fled in horror and stayed for a while, Yan Xiwei would only have to wait to be killed.