The Holy Texts rarely post quests in normal quests, at least Mo Xie has not encountered quests in normal scenes.

For this point, Lin Ming suggested that Mo Ye change the plot, such as killing a person who didn't deserve to die or saving someone who should have died, or changing the time when something happened.

It's like what Mo Ye is doing now.

He couldn't figure out when the Sword Saint originally came out of the mountain, but he did know very well when Xiongba received the battle letter, which was supposed to be at Kong Ci's wedding.

According to the narrative of the original book, the wedding must at least be an auspicious day, and it is obvious that these days are not good days and auspicious days.

Especially today, what is written on the yellow calendar is "taboo marriage".

"The plot has changed, and the mission has been released. ”

The moment Mo Ye's figure appeared in front of Xiongba, the voice of the "Holy Codex" sounded, but Mo Ye always heard that there was some ill intentions in this voice.

"Task 1: Get out of the way. Leaving the Tianxia Club safely, 300 points will be awarded, and 50 extra points will be awarded for each survivor of the Wushuang City who comes to the Tianxia Society. ”

"Task two, retrieve the Peerless Sword, and reward five hundred points. ”

"Choose one of the two. ”

"......" Mo Xie understood that his experiment was indeed successful, but looking at the narrative of these two tasks, it was clear that he would probably not be able to get out alive.

As for the second mission......

Forget about it......

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

There was a shout and scolding for a while, and the people of the World Guild on the edge of the Sword Solving Rock had already taken their blades in their hands, and they only needed an order from the male lord or just acquiescence, and these people would rush up.

However, Mo Xie is not very interested in this kind of posture, after all, they just killed all the way, one person has ten points per head, but Mo Xie only killed about a dozen.

He now has people who have subordinates, pay attention to his identity.

"Xiongba, do you remember Wushuang City?"

The rules in the world meeting are extremely strict, and at this time, the voice of Xiongba stretching out his hand and all sides was suppressed by him, and even the several disciples under him did not speak.

"Oh, it turned out to be the Dugu Young City Lord, how are you doing lately?" The tyrant is cunning and cunning, even if he has done very disgraceful things in private, he still looks kind on his face, as if Mo Xie is making trouble here.

The look on his face was so full that even the ugly man on the side almost believed it.

It's just that now the eunuch has no place to speak.

"Very good, my uncle asked me to greet you, and by the way, I will bring you a letter. ”

Speaking of the Sword Saint Mo Ye was helpless, this guy didn't say goodbye last night, but just left a note for Mo Ye to hand over to Xiongba, thinking that he was looking for his old friend Nameless.

The current Sword Master has not yet figured out the specific 'Sword Twenty-Three', and it is still very difficult to overthrow the hero.

Mo Xie threw a note at Xiongba.

Xiongba read it quietly, and then a trace of gloom flashed on his face.

"Dugu Young City Lord, I still have to bother you to live in this world for a few days, I don't know what to do?"

domineering, and at the same time gave the gang a look.

Nie Feng and Qin Shuang also saw this look, and at the same time understood the meaning of this look, but in their opinion, Dugu Ming was just a waste, and this time it was probably even more wasteful than last time.

Mo Ye's steps were frivolous, just like an ordinary person.

And ordinary people who don't have martial arts in this world are really worthless.

There are so many people in the field, why bother to surrender your identity.

That's what they should all think.

And thanks to them thinking so.

"Kill!"

The World Guild Gang who can stand here is definitely the best among everyone, but even the worst hall master Qin Shuang is enough to pick out a hundred, not to mention Mo Ye now.

"Sword!"

Mo Xie let out a clear roar, the sword on his back came out of its sheath on its own, and the eighteen subordinates he brought moved closer to Mo Ye's side, and the flying sword circled around them one after another.

These days, they have become resistant to such strange things, and given that they were all Dugu Ming's diehard loyalists before, these things did not shake their loyalty at all.

Of course, there are still private suspicions, but they just don't say it.

Mo Ye's sword was fast enough, and it harvested more than a dozen lives in an instant, and the blood splashed from their necks stained the sword rock.

A familiar scene.

Xiongba's eyes shrunk.

"Dugu Ming!" Qin Shuang's speed was even faster than Nie Feng's, but he still needed to ask the whistling "flying sword" and Dugu Ming's diehards to get to Mo Ye's side.

At this time, he saw that the gang was dying, and he didn't have time to think about how "Dugu Ming" could have such a strange martial arts. All Qin Shuang was thinking about now was to save the lives of the gang from Mo Ye's hands.

"Zheng!"

Seeing Qin Shuang stepping into the circle, Mo Xie immediately triggered a sword qi stored in his body, and the sword qi shot out along the guidance of his fingers.

The sword saint's sword aura was so sharp, Qin Shuang was just wiped on one of his arms, and half of his body was stained red with blood.

But he was lucky, he just wiped the side, although it looked miserable, but his arm was fine, and he wouldn't become a one-armed man.

"Senior Brother Feng!"

Qin Shuang roared, none of them had solved him when they met Dugu Ming before, but now they can't.

Mo Ye's sword aura frightened him, not to mention that the never-before-seen "flying sword" was still there reaping the lives of the disciples of the Tianxia Society. At this time, Qin Shuang couldn't control his injuries, and desperately used the castrated version of the "Heavenly Frost Fist".

At this time, Nie Feng was still stunned, which really made Qin Shuang anxious.

It's just that Qin Shuang got one thing wrong, oh no, it's two things.

First, it was not Dugu Ming's waste standing in front of him, but Mo Ye - this was not entirely true, because at this time, one of Mo Ye's eyes had already appeared silver, while the other eye was pure black.

Facing the two hall masters of the World Society, Mo Ye had to call out Lin Ming and entered a state of integration.

Second, at this time, it was not that Nie Feng himself didn't want to help, but that he couldn't move anymore.

Lin Ming mentally suppressed him.

"The letter has been delivered!disperse!disperse!disperse!go and wait for me at the agreed place before!" Mo Xie roared, but the voice he made didn't sound like his own.

This was Lin Ming's voice, obviously a little unable to suppress Nie Feng.

"I didn't expect the spiritual defense of people in this world to be so strong, and this guy's willpower is so strong......"

Lin Ming muttered in a low voice in the spirit link, originally he planned to forcibly control Nie Feng to attack Qin Shuang, but no matter how he did it, he couldn't get Nie Feng.

So now Nie Feng's situation is a little strange - he walked towards the battlefield, but with every step he took under his feet, he took another step back, and at the same time covered his head with his hands, looking pained.

Qin Shuang soon fell into a state of isolation and helplessness, and Mo Xie's diehards quickly withdrew under the cover of the "Flying Sword", and only three people remained around Mo Ye.

At this time, Mo Xie already had thirty blades around him, all of which belonged to swords, from the dead World Guild Members, this scene vaguely had the appearance of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", but only Nie Feng was the only one who could live to "Fengyun 2" and was lucky enough to see the genuine "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect".

"Go!" Mo Xie saw that the time was almost up, and the male lord was about to go berserk, and something like three points of vitality would definitely be able to break his shield, so he manipulated twenty-nine blades except for his own sword and shot them all at Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang only had time to smash less than ten blades with his fist before he fell into a desperate situation, of course, this sad man hadn't found out that these blades were not attached to the internal force, otherwise he would never be so restrained.

He only said that this was a combination of fiction and reality, as long as he took it lightly, maybe any sword would contain amazing sword energy.

So surrounded by all the blades, Qin Shuang was held hostage by Mo Xie, but in this process, the male tyrant had no intention of making a move.

He looked at Mo Ye coldly, as if he was looking at a clown, but he didn't make a move.

Perhaps in his eyes, even the most loyal Qin Shuang was just a tool, and now he was already thinking about another tool.

"Put down my apprentice, and you can go. One of Xiongba's hands has been secretly claw-shaped, and a small transparent ball has been formed, if other people stand in Mo Ye's position, it is impossible to see it, but Mo Ye is not "looking".

At this time, as long as a person with no problem with his brain would never believe Xiongba's words, let alone Mo Xie - although Xiongba hoped that he would believe it.

But Mo Xie did so.

He let go of Qin Shuang, and at the same time put down the sword in his hand.

Qin Shuang subconsciously shrunk his neck, and the cold sword blade level just now was attached to his skin.

"Thank you, Gang Leader. Although Mo Xie said this, there was not the slightest respect in his eyes.

Twenty-nine blades were still spinning around him, just like the same trick Lin Ming had used against Deadpool.

"Mission progress, 15/19 number of escapes. ”