"The Lord of the Sword Demon...... Is it Senior Brother Lin Feng?"

After being surprised, Mo Wuchen couldn't help frowning and muttered to himself in his heart.

"If that's the case, then it makes sense......"

The strange woman who fought with the Purple Pole Holy Son heard that Lin Feng had an old grudge with the Purple Pole Holy Land, so she made a move against the Purple Pole Holy Son.

And who else could this strange woman be besides Senior Sister Qingyin?

"But why...... Senior brother is a demon with self-esteem?"

This is the most puzzling place for Mo Wuchen.

The former Taibai Sword Venerable, the strongest existence that survived in the last era, came to this world, what did he go through.

Why did the broken sword that floated back break?

Where did the magic sword come from?

What happened to my senior brother?

"You just asked the name of the daughter of the dragon sparrow, don't you know him too?"

Just as Mo Wuchen lowered his head and pondered, Zhen Ming in the field couldn't help but look at her again.

"How do you know, what do you don't know, and what does it have to do with you?"

Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes, this person targeted himself many times, even with his heart, he couldn't help but be really angry.

"This woman is obviously related to the Lord of the Sword Demon, and you know this woman, the Purple Pole Main Peak has collapsed, you can't escape some of this account, right?" Zhen Ming sneered.

"Are you just thinking about trying to get me in trouble?"

Mo Wuchen spoke in a deep voice, and his body also stood up at this moment, with a cold glint flashing in his eyes, forcing him to look at Zhen Ming.

But Zhen Ming smiled disdainfully, a small second-order figure of the ancient gods, what threat could he have to himself, "What? Do you still want to make a move on me?" ”

"Zhen Ming. ”

Just when the atmosphere of the scene was a little wrong, the Ziji Holy Son spoke again, he frowned, and looked at Zhen Ming, "Brother Mo is my friend, what happened to Ziji six hundred years ago has nothing to do with him, and you don't have to keep targeting him, after this party is over, I don't want to see you make things difficult for him." ”

"Brother Xing has spoken in person, how dare I not give face, rest assured, if I leave Xianlai Peak, I will not make a move on him, not to mention, with his cultivation, it is not worth my attack at all. ”

After that, Zhen Ming stood up and glanced at Mo Wuchen with disdain, "If you don't have the strength, it's better to stay obediently, although the Eastern Wilderness is vast, it will inevitably be encountered in the future." ”

After leaving such a sentence, he bowed his hand to Xing Tianyi, "Brother Xing, I still have some things, so I will come here today and say goodbye." ”

Without saying a word, he didn't say a word, his body rose directly into the sky, turned into a shield light, and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.

After Zhen Ming left, the party ended within half a day.

But many people have never left Xianlai Peak, after all, this is a wonderful place in the Eastern Wilderness, and the divine power and laws are abundant to the extreme, it is rare to come here, so it is natural to stay for a while longer.

As soon as the meeting ended, the Purple Pole Holy Son also left, and he had been away from the Holy Land for more than two years and had not returned.

And after the Purple Pole Holy Son, Mo Wuchen did not hesitate, and walked directly down the Xianlai Peak, he planned to go to the Southern Regions first, not long ago, the senior sister and the Purple Pole Holy Son fought in the Southern Regions, maybe where they went, they could still find the other party.

As for Lin Feng, Mo Wuchen didn't have any clue to look for, in the meeting just now, he had also inquired with the Purple Pole Holy Son several times, but except for what happened in the Purple Pole Holy Land six hundred years ago, no one had ever seen Lin Feng appear.

"Is there anything you have done with you from the summit all the way here?"

As soon as he walked to the foot of Xianlai Peak, Mo Wuchen also stopped, turned around and looked behind him, and said lightly.

As his words fell, he saw two figures walking out of the bushes on the side of the ancient ladder.

He is no stranger to these two people, they are just from Yu Yu in the pavilion of the same seat, one of the fan men is called Ji Changfeng, the son of the Ji family in the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Regions, and the other is surnamed Zhen and Yuan.

In the gathering just now, Mo Wuchen naturally learned that this Zhen Yuan is Zhen Ming's cousin, from a family, and Ji Changfeng is good friends with Zhen Yuan, the Ji family is not as strong as the Zhen family, he has always wanted to follow Zhen Yuan's line and be able to climb the relationship with the Zhen family.

"Zhen Ming asked you to come?"

Looking at the two of them, Mo Wuchen's face was flat, and he asked.

"Hehe, you went against your cousin many times just now, and he didn't bother with you, but as a cousin, how could I turn a blind eye, and you think too highly of yourself, do you still need your cousin to speak in person to deal with you?" Zhen Yuan stood up and said with a sneer.

"The Zhen family is my big clan in the Eastern Wilderness, but it's not something that a hairy boy like you who came out of the mountains can afford to offend, a kid surnamed Mo, if you offend Brother Zhen Ming, you can only blame yourself for not knowing how to lift. ”

Ji Changfeng also looked at Mo Wuchen with disdain, he had always wanted to tie up the Zhen family, now that he had this opportunity, how could he miss it?

Don't forget that Zhen Ming has offended, if he teaches him a hard lesson today, this matter will reach Zhen Ming's ears, and it will not be a good thing for him.

"It's Zhen Yuan and Ji Changfeng, what are they doing?"

What happened here soon attracted many young people who came down from the mountain to watch.

"What is this person's name Mo Wuchen, I heard that he offended Zhen Ming at the party just now, Zhen Ming disdains to care about it, but Zhen Yuan is afraid that he can't see it, this party has just ended, is he going to make a move?"

The crowd whispered and did not leave, and as time went on, more and more onlookers came.

"Listening to the book, he just came out of the wilderness, and he hasn't seen anything in the world, but as soon as he came out, he offended Zhen Ming, and this face is too ignorant to be raised, and he deserves to be taught a lesson. ”

After all, Zhen Ming is one of the rare young wizards in the Northern Regions, as long as he is not stupid, he obviously will not offend, and Mo Wuchen is so ignorant of life and death that he clashed with the other party at the party, obviously no one will sympathize.

"Fang Cai Ziji Holy Son has said, don't trouble me, do you really want to make a move?" Mo Wuchen said.

"Ridiculous, do you really think that a character like the Purple Pole Holy Son will put you in his heart? Today he just invited you to sit on a whim, and after a few days, who can remember you Mo Wuchen?" Zhen Yuan said disdainfully.

"Brother Zhen, don't talk nonsense with him, wait for me to suppress him, and then we will take it back to Zhen's house and let Brother Zhen Ming fall. ”

Ji Changfeng didn't want to miss this opportunity to tie up with the Zhen family, and in the moment of his words, he walked out by himself, bursting out with momentum, forcing Mo Wuchen, and said in a cold voice, "The kid surnamed Mo, just be caught, maybe you can suffer less from your flesh and skin." ”

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. ”

Mo Wuchen was disdainful, and looked at each other indifferently, this Ji Changfeng and Zhen Yuan were only second-order ancient gods, and they were much worse than their former enemies, the Fire Emperor, the Dragon Emperor, and others, how could they pose a threat to themselves?

When the words fell, not only did he not temporarily avoid the edge, but took the initiative to attack, turning into a shield light in the blink of an eye, and swept towards Ji Changfeng.

(End of chapter)