"It's... A gentleman doesn't like people, I think it's better to forget it. ”

Confucianism's sect master Meng Tingwei's face stiffened, he was just deliberately squeezing Mo Lingquan, really letting Confucianism sit in Zhongzhou, I'm afraid that he, the sect master, will come to an end.

Who doesn't know that the environment of the dense forests in southern Xinjiang is harsh, and only the barbarians of the Wu Clan can survive, even the masters of the Void Realm can't stay for long.

"However, who can guarantee that after breaking the Huangquan Seal, Yue Qingdai, who is the Emperor of Kyushu, will not do anything to us? ”

Confucian Sect Master Meng Tingwei changed his words and suddenly spoke. That's what everyone is really worried about.

"What do you want?"

Mo Lingquan's face turned cold, and the hypocrites of Confucianism made him hate him so much.

"It's very simple, the Kyushu artifact needs to be controlled by us. ”

Sect Master Meng Tingwei looked at Mo Lingquan with a calm face.

"Fart, if there is no Kyushu artifact to suppress Kyushu's luck, how can it be called the unification of Kyushu. ”

Mo Lingquan's face changed, and he scolded at Meng Tingwei, the sect leader of Confucianism.

"Dugu, this is the good apprentice you taught?"

Confucianism Sect Master Meng Tingwei looked at Mo Lingquan with a gloomy face, as the ruler of Confucianism, he was so provoked by a junior junior, Rao is city is deep, and he couldn't help but be slightly angry.

"How can I educate my apprentices, I can't let you Meng Tingwei interfere. ”

Dugu looked at Meng Tingwei with a cold face, these guys in Confucianism are as hypocritical as the bald donkeys of Buddhism who are full of benevolence and morality, and their reputation among the seven forces is not very good.

"Alone, if you want to start a war with my Confucianism, you can't succeed..."

Meng Tingwei didn't expect that the Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master Dugu would go toe-to-toe with him for a disciple.

"Really?"

Mo Lingquan looked at the Confucian sect leader Meng Tingwei with a cold face, sneered again and again, and the Wu clan masters behind him immediately surrounded a group of people, and the periphery was even more set up by the Cangyue Iron Horseman.

"Dugu Pavilion Master, do you really want to start a war with the strength of the six parties such as me?"

Meng Tingwei looked at Dugu with an angry face, he didn't expect Mo Lingquan and others to say that they would do it, the ancestor is true to the true realm, but if the ancestor does it, Confucianism will no longer have a strong person in the true realm, and I am afraid that everyone will be willing to come to share a bite of this soft persimmon.

"Meng Tingwei, you can't talk nonsense, the relationship between Wuzong and Confucianism..."

Guan Tianming took a step back and looked at Meng Tingwei with a straight face, he didn't want to be used as a gunman by the other party.

"Since the establishment of my Taoist Sect, I have always taken the common people of the world as my own responsibility..."

Li Chongyang smiled slightly, distanced himself from Meng Tingwei, and made his position clear.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one person standing beside Meng Tingwei, the sect leader of the Buddhist Sect, Shi Shenkong. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but show a different color, it is really strange that this group of people who are unprofitable and cannot afford to be early in Buddhism will unswervingly support Confucianism.

"Sect Master, you still understand the righteousness. ”

Meng Tingwei's white and beardless face squeezed out a smile.

"Master Meng, the old man wants to tell you to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Don't mistake the world because of your own selfishness. ”

Shi Shenkong looked at Meng Tingwei with a compassionate expression.

"Damn..."

Sect Master Guan Tianming couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, these bald donkeys of the Buddha Sect are really so shameless.

Several people glanced at each other, and sure enough, the nature of the country was easy to change.

"You..."

Confucian sect leader Meng Tingwei pointed at the Buddhist sect master Shi Shenkong, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Enough..."

"You have to think about the consequences of what you do, otherwise, even if you don't want to be famous, the old man will wipe you out. ”

Confucian ancestor Meng Guangyuan looked at Mo Lingquan with a gloomy face, and his sleeve robe was windless.

"Hahahaha..."

"The junior is here now, do you dare to make a move?"

Regarding Meng Guangyuan's threat, Mo Lingquan scoffed.

An invisible pressure enveloped everyone's hearts, and the momentum on Meng Guangyuan's body became stronger and stronger.

"Oh... By the way, you have to think about it clearly, whether it is worth exchanging my life for the life of Confucianism. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Meng Guangyuan with a smile on his face, and suddenly remembered something, shrugged his shoulders, and said as if nothing happened.

"If you can take over the old man's three palms, Confucianism will no longer interfere in this matter. ”

The momentum on Meng Guangyuan's body no longer rose, and finally stayed above the Void Realm, obviously he wanted to use the same realm to let Mo Lingquan take his three palms.

"Why not. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Meng Guangyuan indifferently.

"Life and death are destined for wealth in the sky, what is the idea of Dugu Pavilion?"

Meng Guangyuan looked at Dugu with a playful expression.

"I believe in me..."

Dugu had a calm face, even if he was worried at the moment, but Mo Lingquan's character, he knew better than anyone else, he would not back down when he decided, and no one could change it.

It is precisely because of this that he has been able to go step by step from a waste who can't practice martial arts to today, even the strength of the Yunlan Seven Sects will not be underestimated.

"So many words? Could it be that you're scared. ”

An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, he knew the other party's purpose in his heart, and it was just a technique to attack the heart.

Does he Mo Lingquan still use it less? Under the turn of the moon, his heart was as clear as ice and the sky was not shocked, and he looked at Meng Guangyuan with a meaningful expression.

"Hmph..."

Meng Guangyuan snorted coldly, and pushed out with an unremarkable palm, which was extremely slow, but it made the people present feel that it was difficult to match.

A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, and with a finger, the sharp innate Gengjin sword qi condensed on his fingertips.

Burst...

With a soft sound, Meng Guangyuan's strength condensed on the palm of his hand was broken by Mo Lingquan's finger.

Meng Guangyuan stood with his palms closed, his face was calm, but his heart sank for no reason, the sword qi pointed out by Mo Lingquan was extremely sharp, he had never heard of any kind of exercise in the Sword Pavilion that condensed the sword qi so sharp and domineering.

The formless and phaseless innate Gengjin sword qi made the martial arts masters present frown slightly, and they all looked at Dugu and Sword Pavilion Ancestor Jian Nanchun.

"This is not my Sword Pavilion's exercise, it's this kid's own fate. ”

Jian Nanchun's old face showed a touch of self-satisfaction, after all, Mo Lingquan is the junior of the Sword Pavilion.

On that side, Meng Guangyuan's move changed, and he pushed out another palm, and the shadow in the sky hit like a tide, engulfing Mo Lingquan's figure in a blink of an eye.

This old pedantic is real. ”

Martial Sect Ancestor Zhao Qiankun pursed his lips, with a look of disdain, to deal with a younger generation, he actually used Confucian stunts.

Under the turn of the moon, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, what he was not afraid of was this kind of kung fu.

Under the subtle perception, Mo Lingquan pointed at the sword, and the sky-breaking sword suddenly pointed out, hitting the junction between Meng Guangyuan's moves.

The sword qi shattered, the palm strength scattered, Mo Lingquan took two steps back, Meng Guangyuan took a step back, and made a judgment, but the bet between the two was whether Mo Lingquan could catch the three moves, this was already the second move.