"Mo Lingquan, don't you exist for me?"

Yue Qingdai's departure made Yun Mengfei unscrupulous, after all, Confucianism and Wuzong have always been dependent on the royal family, and they are somewhat constrained in the face of the royal family.

"Oh... Dare I ask why you are here?"

Mo Lingquan retracted his gaze and looked at Yun Mengfei with a calm face, the attitude of Confucianism and Buddhism was extremely ambiguous before, and he didn't expect to come together blatantly at this time.

"People in my generation have drawn a knife to help each other when they see injustice. ”

Yun Mengfei frowned, and said proudly.

"Hehe..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Yun Mengfei with disdain, and sneered, the situation was unclear before, the Buddha Sect was at a disadvantage, he chose to protect himself, and at this time, seeing that the situation was clear and profitable, he stood up.

"Lord Mo... You must know what we are here today, so why bother with more verbal battles?"

Disillusionment looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile on his face, completely living up to the embarrassed appearance of the day.

"It's strange, I'm not a roundworm in your stomach, how do I know your intentions?"

Mo Lingquan raised his eyebrows and looked at Disillusionment with a look of surprise.

"The surname is Mo, the Ming people don't say secret words, and we are here now to hold grievances for Brother Nie Yun. ”

Yun Mengfei took a step forward and looked at Mo Lingquan aggressively.

"It's so lively... Senior Brother Mo, Zixi took the liberty to visit, and invited Haihan. ”

As soon as the ethereal words fell, Yu Zixi's figure fell and appeared in front of several people.

Disillusionment frowned, unexpectedly that the Dao Sect still chose to step in.

"Senior Sister Yu can come, it's really brilliant. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth.

"Senior Brother Mo, please also look at the origin of the Sword Pavilion and the Sword Pavilion, and let Nie Yun take Senior Brother Emperor away. ”

Nie Yun frowned slightly, arched his hand, and spoke.

"It was for the sake of the origin of the Sword House and the Sword Pavilion that I left the imperial brother here to heal. ”

Mo Lingquan glanced at Disillusionment and Yun Mengfei behind Nie Yun, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Mo Lingquan, what do you mean by this, do you want to leave the imperial brother here, so as to achieve your goal of controlling the Daolu?"

Yun Mengfei looked at Mo Lingquan with a righteous face, the Confucian robe around him was windless, and the hunting sound.

"When did Confucianism come out with a person who spoke without going through his brain? Your Excellency has taken control of Confucianism. ”

Mo Lingquan's body suddenly burst out with a sword intent that soared into the sky.

"You... Bloody mouth. ”

Yun Mengfei looked at Mo Lingquan with an annoyed and angry face, he wanted to suppress people with power just now, but he lost his words for a while, and he didn't expect that Mo Lingquan would only seize the loophole in his words.

"I have heard that the Confucian scholar is full of righteousness, and I saw it today, but that's it. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Yun Mengfei with an indifferent expression.

"Anitabha... Master Yunshi, the other party is clever and biased, why is he in a mess. ”

Disillusionment let out a Buddha call and looked at Yun Mengfei with a calm face.

"Lord Mo, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and it is the shore. ”

Disillusionment looked at Mo Lingquan with a pleasant face.

"Next, do you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?"

Mo Lingquan clasped his hands around him, hugged the Dragon Sword to his chest, and looked at Disillusionment with a serious expression.

"Lord Mo really has a wisdom root, and he has a fate with my Buddha, not as well..."

Disillusioned, the purple gold Bodhi Zen staff in his right hand was thrown to the ground, and the palm of his left hand was erected on his chest, and the Buddha's horn was proclaimed in his mouth.

"I'm big because of you!"

Mo Lingquan put the Dragon Sword into the void Sumeru mustard seed space, and the fingers in his hand pointed out again and again, heading towards the disillusionment around the body.

Disillusionment, as soon as he saw Mo Lingquan make a move, he knew that it was bad, and today's fight was inevitable.

As soon as the Zen staff was lifted and his body shook, he dodged Mo Lingquan's attack.

Mo Lingquan was willing to give up, stepped out, and attacked the five key points of Disillusionment, Dovetail, Juque, Qihai, and Guan Yuan.

Disillusionment secretly complained in his heart at this moment, he didn't want to completely turn his face with the Hidden Sword Pavilion now, but he didn't want Mo Lingquan to play his cards so unreasonably and do it directly.

With a wave of his left hand, the purple gold eight-treasure robe was raised, and Mo Lingquan's attacks all fell on the robe, and the flying robe removed the strength on his fingertips.

Brush, brush, brush!"

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of moves.

The faster Mo Lingquan's attack became, the more he moved from the vital points of disillusionment, and it was completely a posture of either you die or I die.

"Don't give it, why are you so hard to force each other!"

The appearance of the disillusioned monk with kind eyebrows and good eyes is long gone, and his face is full of bitterness.

"Humph!"

Mo Lingquan snorted coldly, and the attack was even more tricky, making it difficult to guard against.

"Mo Lingquan! I'm really afraid that you won't succeed!"

Mo Lingquan's attitude made Disillusionment completely angry, since there was no room for recovery, why should he endure it anymore. Although it is not what he wants to completely tear his face now.

The Zen staff in his hand was suddenly waved, with a solemn look on his face, and a compassionate expression, which was a Buddhist stunt.

A hint of banter flashed in Mo Lingquan's eyes, couldn't he help it after all?

Through his subtle perception, he realized that this was a temptation to use Nie Yun and Yun Mengfei in disillusionment.

The moves in Mo Lingquan's hand changed, and they became more unpredictable, Yun Longgang's qi turned all over his body, and with the transformation of the power of yin and yang in his hand, he attacked the void and the real world, and his body shape was erratic, and in the shadow of the Zen staff in his hand of disillusionment, he was like a leisurely walk, swaying freely.

Looking at the two people who were going back and forth in the field, and they couldn't talk about it, Yu Zixi looked bitter. On the contrary to her, Jun Qianyu looked at the two people fighting in the field, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to go up and make two moves in person.

"Brother Mo! Oh, what are you going to do? Flirt with his legs, kick him ****, kick it!"

Jun Qianyu put the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear in his hand aside, his face was full of excitement, and he pointed at Mo Lingquan.

Hearing this, Yu Zixi's face turned red, this Jun Qianyu really did everything...

"Yun pedantic, I'll have a few tricks with you!"

Jun Qianyu shouted directly, picked up the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear, and pointed the spear in his hand at Yun Mengfei's throat.

Yun Mengfei stepped a little at his feet, and the folding fan in his hand lightly tapped on the side of the hundred birds towards the phoenix spear, and deflected Jun Qianyu's tentative move.

Immediately, the folding fan in his hand was raised, and his body shook, wanting to shorten the distance between him and Jun Qianyu. The pace under his feet is even more unpredictable. Suddenly, it is a Confucian step stunt.

The folding fan in his hand is pointed out again and again, which is the skill of the Confucian judge's pen. The attack is virtual and real, and the figure is erratic, swaying freely in the heavy gun shadows of Jun Qianyu, like a leisurely walk, showing the Confucian style of Confucian martial arts.

Yu Zixi and Meng Yanran glanced at each other, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of their mouths, no one expected that things would evolve to such a point.

"Where's Xiaobai?"

Yu Zixi looked at Meng Yanran with a strange expression, it stands to reason that she shouldn't be able to calm down like this.

"Fortunately, Xiaobai went to forget his worries and eat and drink, otherwise it would be even more chaotic now. ”

Meng Yanran looked bitter.