Volume 1 Chapter 57:

When he saw Mo Wuxin again, he was already wearing a silver-purple half of the mask, only revealing the upper right side of his face, and the mask was carved with complex and strange lines, which made people shudder and dare not look directly.

"Qingyang, your Tianji faction is really lively!"

After Mo Wuxin appeared in the field, he sneered and shouted at the calm Qingyang.

His words were nothing more than a satire of these people present, and they were really bored.

"That's not because your Demon Sect Master's prestige is too great!" Qingyang smiled back and said, his expression was calm, not like the rest of the people were a little vigilant and panicked.

Mo Wuxin's gaze swept over Mo Xuan and the others, his red lips curled, and the speed was so fast that no one noticed.

Immediately after that, he directly ignored the rest of the crowd and spoke again: "Let's do it!" ”

The procrastination thing, Mo Wuxin doesn't like it quite a bit, since it's here, it's better to just make a neat move.

Before the sound fell, the sultry purple rose like the wind, the speed was beyond everyone's imagination, and at the same time, Qingyang, who was standing leisurely on the side just now, was no longer in place at this moment.

When everyone looked up again, they saw that the two of them were already on the high pavilion, and the sword in their hand was completely unknown when it was taken out.

"I thought I was already very powerful, but I didn't expect the cultivation of these two to reach such an amazing level!" Nangong Zhuang also couldn't help but sigh and said.

Although Ember did not speak, he had the same thought in his heart.

Among the rivers and lakes, they can already be regarded as the best among the younger generation, but compared with these two people, it is really far from the same, and the head of Qingyang is just that, after all, he is the senior among the predecessors, and his martial arts attainments are not comparable to ordinary people, but Mo Wuxin is not more than thirty-five no matter how he looks at it, and he has such skills at such an age, he can really be called a 'pervert'.

Because Mo Wuxin wore a mask, and his identity and age were not known to outsiders, everyone could only roughly guess his age based on his voice and demeanor, and if they knew that he was only in his early twenties, they would definitely be even more shocked.

From the moment Mo Wuxin appeared, Mo Xuan's eyes never left him, although his expression was as calm as usual, but there was a slight joy in his eyes, looking at his rampant and jealous appearance, Mo Xuan admired it very much.

Everyone's attention was focused on the two people in the high pavilion, and the Ember were completely unaware of Mo Xuan's strangeness beside him, and only one person was in a little uncomfortable mood at this time.

Before, Mo Xie felt that Mo Xuan, this girl, paid special attention to Mo Wuxin, and today it seems that she really has something special in mind about Mo Wuxin, originally he didn't care about the competition between his master and Mo Wuxin, but now he can't help but have the idea of watching this competition carefully.

"Senior, please first!" Above the high pavilion, Mo Wuxin waved his hand lightly and said to Qingyang.

Qingyang smiled faintly and said, "Then I'm not welcome, senior!" ”

After that, in the flash of the flash, the sword light had already been quickly aimed at the demon Wuxin and left, and the people below didn't even dare to gasp when they saw it, and they looked more carefully and seriously than the other.

Qingyang's sword is so fast, if it is someone else, it will definitely be a loss, but for Mo Wuxin, this is by no means a guarantee that he can't dodge, his body flew back like a flying goose, and he quickly and accurately dodged Qingyang's sword move.

Immediately after that, Qingyang made another quick sword, and the momentum was overwhelming, making people feel the endless majestic sword qi.

Mo Wuxin also did not show weakness, and his sword moves were not inferior to Qingyang's, but compared to Qingyang's sword moves, his sword moves were much more complicated, making people even more unable to understand his path.

The two of you make one move and one move and I make one move, without giving in, every sword can kill people.

Everyone was stunned, they didn't even want to blink their eyes, for fear that they wouldn't see a wonderful moment, but Mo Xuan and Mo Xie felt that the two people in the high pavilion were a little strange, and they always felt that their competition didn't seem to come from the heart, but was more like a 'performance' for others to see.