When Yun Mo saw the thin old man who was supposed to be on the bed of the small tea shop outside Changfeng City, and the inferior iron sword in his hand, which was no matter how cheap and ordinary, he finally spoke, "I didn't kill you, so you shouldn't look for me if you turn into a ghost, right?"

The general of the Kingdom of Wind, who still had the whole corpse, grinned strangely and pulled out the saber at his waist.

Only the bones were left, holding the long sword in both hands, stepping on the scarlet blood water, and rushing towards Yun Mo.

Behind him, tens of thousands of corpses that had come back from the dead also began to charge towards Yun Mo.

"It's all in vain. Yun Mo snorted coldly, raised his right foot, and then stepped on it heavily.

A majestic qi machine, centered on his body, swung in all directions.

Feng Wuying, who was running wildly with a sword, touched the qi machine, the armor on his body, the iron sword in his hand, and the whole person, all turned into countless powders at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by Kunlun Nu, and then the thin old man who died on the bed of the small tea shop outside Changfeng City......

If the earth is compared to a calm lake, then this majestic qi machine is a ripple, rippling away, destroying all filth.

The countless corpses that made the scalp tingle were gone, and the ground red with thick blood was gone.

Within the range of vision, it has returned to normal.

There are green bamboos, grassy streams, crisp birdsongs, and faint bursts of reading.

With a sound of "Zheng", the strings of the guqin suddenly broke.

Mo Chenzi has ten fingers, and there are blood dripping from his fingertips.

Yun Mo looked at Mo Chenzi, whose face was unusually pale, and asked, "Just because of you, you also want to stop me?"

Mo Chenzi smiled slightly, "Naturally, I can't stop it, and I didn't want to stop you." He untied the broken strings, then put the cracked guqin into the pouch, stood up, put the pouch on his back, and walked towards the school outside the bamboo forest.

The nine-tailed demon fox bared its teeth at Mo Chenzi and hissed a threatening sound.

Yun Mo said angrily: "Are you going to fight?"

The nine-tailed demon fox immediately restrained its fangs and claws.

Looking at the ink dust that was gradually leaving, Yun Mo said to himself, "Lushan Academy is the entrance to the Confucianism and Taoism Palace, why did the Confucianism and Taoism Palace only send a ...... to stop me?"

He frowned suddenly, then smiled, "That's right, reads();." ”

The nine-tailed demon fox looked at Yun Mo blankly.

A moment later.

An old man in a cyan Confucian shirt walked out of Lushan Academy.

At the same time, another middle-aged man came from the west with a sword.

A beautiful woman in a white dress and a white dress approached from the south.

The three of them met in the bamboo forest in front of Lushan Academy.

Stepping on the piled bamboo leaves, the steps are very gentle, as if I am afraid of disturbing the quiet atmosphere in the bamboo forest.

But when the nine-tailed demon fox thought about it, this scene couldn't make it quiet at all, looking at the three people, it shrank behind Yun Mo in fear.

If it had been placed in the past, it would not have been afraid of these three people at all, but now, its tens of thousands of years of bloody qi have been destroyed, not to mention these three people, even if it is the ink dust that stroked the qin just now, it can't fight.

Yun Mo looked at the three of them and said indifferently, "I didn't expect to meet again so soon." ”

The middle-aged man with the sword smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I didn't expect to see Sect Master Yun so soon. ”

Yun Mo looked at the middle-aged man's slightly messy sideburns and hair, and said, "Rushing from the Holy Sword Gate, you must be very tired, don't you want to sit down and rest for a while?"

The master of the gate is naturally the master of the Holy Sword Gate.

Fan Shanhe shook his head slightly, "Sect Master Xie Yun has good intentions, but Sect Master Yun, you are the guest, where is the reason to make the guests wait more?"

Yun Mo thought for a moment and nodded, "That makes sense." ”

As he spoke, he took out the sword box on his back, pulled out the sword box, took out the black giant, held the sword in his hand, and asked, "Is it one by one, or is it together?"

Fan Shanhe just shook his head slightly, picked up his sword, put it on the stone table in front of him, and then sat on the stone bench.

Yun Mo frowned, and turned to look at the woman who could make countless men dream of her both appearance and figure.

The Snow Flower Palace Master only smiled slightly, sitting on the stone bench beside Fan Shanhe.

Yun Mo looked at the old man in a Confucian shirt.

The Confucian sage coughed, because his physical body was destroyed, he reshaped his physical body at this moment, and his strength was already a lot weaker, he stretched out his hand and said: "Since it is in Lushan Academy, I am the master, and the Yun Sect Master is a guest from afar, please take a seat first." ”

Yun Mo's brows furrowed even deeper.

He came here from Changfeng City, and on the way, he had already guessed what he would encounter, although the Four Holy Lands were not monolithic, but in dealing with Yun Mo in this matter, they were definitely a firm alliance, there was a teleportation array in the Wind Kingdom, and it was estimated that the moment Yun Mo arrived in Changfeng City, the news spread to the other three Holy Lands.

Coming to Lushan Academy from Changfeng City, the people of the three holy lands would naturally take corresponding countermeasures.

Even the Kingdom of the Wind is likely to tear up the agreement made in that imperial study to help the Confucian Dao Zungong deal with Yun Mo reads();.

Once the situation is reversed, this kind of covenant of the City Alliance will not be worth half a spirit stone at all.

Yun Mo thought that the worst case scenario today would be to be besieged by many masters of the Four Holy Lands.

This revenge is likely to turn into a killing game against yourself.

Mo Chenzi entered the formation with the sound of the piano and arranged the psychedelic array, the purpose was not to stop Yun Mo, but to drag Fan Shanhe and the Snow Flower Palace Lord to the two of them.

Whether you want to kill Yun Mo or protect the Confucianism, Taoism and Zun Palace, you need these two people.

But why didn't the Wind Lord come? Yun Mo didn't believe that the middle-aged man, who was the Lord of the Wind Kingdom, would talk about any reputation.

At this moment, the Confucian Sage said again, "Sect Master Yun, please take a seat." ”

The nine-tailed demon fox shook his head violently while pulling the corners of Yun Mo's clothes, Yun Mo turned around and said, "You weren't so timid before!"

The nine-tailed demon fox suddenly bared its teeth and grinned.

Yun Mo smiled, came to the stone table, and sat on the stone bench.

Only then did the Confucian sage take his seat.

A stone table, in all directions, one person sits.

The triumvirate of the Four Holy Lands, plus Yun Mo, sat at a table for the first time.

If you don't use the sword or resort to force, you have to negotiate.

No matter how you look at it, this scene can become a major event in the top ten in the micro-world for thousands of years.

Some time ago, they were enemies of life and death, but today they are sitting at the same table, and if they are seen, they will be shocked.

None of the four spoke, only the rumbling of the stream next to them.

Yun Mo's gaze swept over the three of them, and he said flatly: "Say, what do you want to say?" I don't guarantee that I can talk to you calmly. ”

Fan Shanhe looked at the sword lying horizontally on the stone table and did not speak.

The Snow Flower Palace Master also kept silent.

The Confucian sage struggled to squeeze out a smiling face that was as ugly as it was, and said, "Don't drink tea from the Yun Sect?"

Yun Mo glanced at him coldly, "I drank a bowl of tea outside Changfeng City, and the little lady who sold tea was caught in the tea and wanted to kill me, and today your Confucian sage invited me to drink tea...... Are you showing your heart?"

The muscles at the corners of the Confucian sage's mouth twitched unnaturally, thinking to himself those small fights outside Changfeng City, how could I care? And what kind of tea seller, doesn't she have a brain? Not to mention the Half-Immortal Realm, even if it is a peak cultivator of the Spirit Void Realm, he can dissolve the world's poison in an instant.

After greeting the whole family of the tea seller in his heart, the Confucian sage said with a shy face, "Sect Master Yun is really joking, let's ......"

"I'm never joking. Yun Mo coldly pushed back the words of the Confucian sage.

Rao is cheek is already as powerful as his own cultivation, and the Confucian sage is as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

When had he ever been subjected to such an impudent confrontation?