After a while, the man walked out of the house.

Steward Qi hasn't come back yet, so you'd better wait for the next time!

Mao Buyi's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "Then say so, next time you come over, do you have to pay some Xuanmai to get through?" ”

This is not necessary, but at this time, Steward Qi and the young master have not returned, and I have no way to confirm your identity, so you better wait for the next time you come over!

Sect Master, I thought this Mofu was very beautiful, but I didn't expect to come here to suffer from this family's anger, this kind of bird place, we don't go in, or guard our one-acre and three-point field.

Senior Brother Qin Feng said coldly.

Yes, Zhangjiao, although we sweep the streets in Tongtian City, everyone is motivated, and now that we are in this kind of place, we are angry with these birdmen, and we are not comfortable living, and the second senior brother Song Renyao also spoke slowly.

Yo, why hasn't this group of Hanako left yet, the original young man from Mofu couldn't help but sneer.

Behind him, there were a few more people.

Who is called Hanako? Qin Feng had a hint of coldness in his eyes.

You guys, why don't you want to do it, the young man at the head sneered.

Mao Buyi wanted to stop it, but he felt a familiar aura, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he immediately stopped restraining these disciples.

At this time, the two sides are-for-tat.

There was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, and a young man was on a horse, followed by dozens of people.

The young master, the young man headed by him saw the figure of the young master of the Mo family, and immediately arched his body, and several people behind him also arched.

At the young man's side, it was Qi Dafan, Qi Dafan saw Mao Buyi, immediately dismounted, walked to him, and said, "Master!"

Mao Buyi looked Qi Dafan up and down, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for ten years, you are more mature and introverted than before, yes, it is not in vain for my teaching, he patted Qi Dafan on the shoulder." ”

Shizun smiled, if it weren't for your cultivation back then, there would be no Qi Dafan today.

His gaze turned to Mo Xuanchi and said, "Young Master, this is the master I mentioned to you a few days ago. ”

The young man sighed lightly, slowly dismounted, glanced at Mao Buyi and the others, nodded, and said, "These people, you can arrange them yourself." ”

Young master, can you arrange for these people to enter the mansion, they said that the Mo Mansion is not very good, and they also said that this is a bird place, and they almost fought with us just now, and the young man on the side immediately spoke.

Oh, there is such a thing, the young man glanced at everyone, and then smiled: "In this case, why not have a contest, and take care of things, you see how it is." ”

He looked at everyone with interest, and his last gaze fell on Qi Dafan.

Qi Dafan didn't understand Mo Xuanchi's thoughts, he told Mo Xuanchi before that Shizun's ability was not small, so Mo Xuanchi had a trace of love, so he allowed him to open up a mountain range alone to support these people.

But now, seeing such a team, there is naturally a big gap in my heart, but because of his thin face, I said that these people are arranged by yourself.

He didn't show dissatisfaction, let alone deny these people, but when this young man said this, he gave him a chance, and Mo Xuanchi naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity.

If these people really have the ability, then it is worth cutting a mountain range, if they don't have the ability, they are afraid that they will not be able to stay in Mofu for a few days, and they will be beaten away.

The resources of the Mo Mansion are not taken for nothing, Mo Xuanchi said secretly in his heart.

Obviously, Mao Buyi can also understand these words, and it needs to be hard to strike iron, if you don't have real skills, I'm afraid that you won't be able to stand in Mofu Station in the future.

Shizun and others came from afar, but they were afraid of ...... Qi Dafan was about to speak.

But Mao Yi couldn't speak: "Young Master Mo, we should inherit it." ”

Mo Xuanchi looked at the fat man in front of him in slight surprise and said with a smile: "Interesting, interesting." ”

Come with me!!

The group followed behind Mo Xuanchi, and everyone did not enter from the main entrance, but took a detour to the big racecourse behind the Mo family.

The space of this big horse farm is incomparably vast, there is a lot of space here, it is very suitable for fighting, and it will not destroy the things of the Mo family, you see, what a competition.

Let's win two out of three!

Mao Buyi said lightly.

Mo Feng, what do you think, Mo Xuanchi said to the handsome young man.

Let the young master decide.

I think this is okay, Mo Xuanchi nodded, and said, "You guys discuss sending it!"

Mo Xuanchi and the others sat down on the school platform in the racecourse.

Even if it is to defeat them, don't embarrass them too much, after all, it is the person called by the Qi manager, he has been in the Mo family diligently for decades, and he always has to leave some leeway, Mo Xuanchi's voice came into Mo Feng's mind.

Mo Feng was slightly stunned, and then nodded.

Senior Brother Mo, who will you send?

The few people in front of them were already ready to move, and they had long wanted to teach this group of hillbillies who didn't know the height of the sky, so that they could know what heaven was and what earth was.

He secretly said: "Mo Cheng, you are only allowed to lose in the first game, not to win." ”

When the young man heard the first half of the sentence, he was still full of interest, but after listening to the second half of the sentence, he couldn't help but change his face slightly, why!

They came from afar, so they always have to be polite, anyway, let's just fight casually in the next two games, Mo Feng said lightly.

Then as long as you don't play the first two games, why bother so much, Mo Cheng rolled his eyes.

You know a fart, I also want to fight twice, but what does the young master mean...... Don't talk so much nonsense, just lose, not win.

Mo Cheng could only nod dryly and said, "Okay, I'll lose!"

In the first scene, who of you is on, Mao Buyi glanced at everyone.

I'll do it!" Senior Brother Qin Feng said.

Senior brother, there is still a heavy burden behind this, which needs to be handed over to you to deal with, let me go in this first formation!" Song Renyao said lightly.

It's okay, since you are going, you won't stop your brother, you be careful, these disciples of the Mo family are not weak, Qin Feng kindly reminded.

Well, I see, Song Renyao nodded.

In an instant, two figures walked onto the grass.

"Song Renyao!"

"Mo Cheng!"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and then saluted each other!

The figures of the two flickered, but they immediately clashed, Mo Cheng held the sword, and Song Renyao held the big sword.

Their hair flew and their clothes danced wildly.

The figures of the two suddenly accelerated, and the weapons collided with each other, creating bursts of sparks.

"Damn it!"

Song Renyao only felt that his arm was numb from the shock, and this Mo Cheng's strength really surprised him a little.

The clash of two weapons alone made his hands a little numb.

He originally had some rules, but he gradually lost his rules, so he had to slash in the air.

Mao Yi below saw this scene, sighed helplessly, and said: "Renyao's cultivation is not bad, but compared to this Mo family disciple, in terms of exercises, it is a little worse." ”

As a result, the stamina is insufficient, and the power of swinging the knife cannot be exerted.

This one, I'm afraid we're going to lose, he sighed.

But at this time, Mo Cheng, who was originally strong and powerful, was disturbed, and his strength gradually lacked.

Song Renyao seized the opportunity, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he went straight into it with a single knife, and hit Mo Cheng's sword with a click.

Another knife back, picking Mo Cheng's sword away, the two of them landed, but Song Renyao's knife appeared in front of Mo Cheng, he smiled: "Accept, accept, you lose." ”

Everyone was stunned, the change in this blink of an eye was still too fast, the two were originally evenly matched, but they didn't want this confrontation, but Mo Cheng fell into the disadvantage.

Senior Brother Song won, Senior Brother Song won, and the big fat of the corpse clearing faction took the lead and shouted loudly.

Immediately after, more than a dozen disciples also cheered after him.

Hmph, are the disciples of Mofu just like that?

A thin young man said, we will definitely be able to win the next few games, the young man said lightly.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mo Cheng did not do his best.

Mao Buyi glanced at Mo Feng and found that his expression was extremely calm, and then his gaze swept towards Mo Xuanchi, who seemed to feel his gaze, and still had a faint smile on his face.

Such a victory, Mao Buyi shook his head quite self-deprecatingly.

The head of the sect doesn't have to think about it, since they are polite, we don't have to win, if we win, we win, Qin Feng on the side said lightly.

Well, in this scene, you have to be more careful, Mao Buyi had a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Rest assured, although I will not win, I will definitely do my best and will not lose the face of the corpse faction.

That's good, even if you lose, you have to lose brilliantly, Mao is not easy to gently stroke the mustache in front of him.

Mo Cheng picked up the long sword, touched his shoulder with some pain, and returned to the camp.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the disciples laughed.

Mo Cheng, don't worry, although you lost for a while, senior brother, I will avenge you this time.

By Mo Cheng's side, a tall man said lightly.

Mo Feng glanced at the young man and said lightly: "Mo Li, since we have already given in, we don't need to give them face, just destroy the withering and decaying." ”

Senior brother, don't worry, I won't make a move like Mo Cheng, the young man in white had a hint of coldness on his face.

Hmph, Mo Cheng snorted coldly.

Be sure to use thunderous means to quickly end this boring battle.

Mo Li nodded.

The two walked to the center of the field.

"Mo Li!"

"Qin Feng!"

The two of them each reported their names.

On the field, a breath was permeating, and before the two had yet to fight, the breath pressed each other.

As if feeling the pressure of this breath, Lin Yu, who was carrying the rice spoon on his back, had a trace of worry on his face, and he whispered: "In this case, Senior Brother Qin will be defeated within thirty moves." “

His voice was so small that it was almost indiscernible as he spoke.

But as the head of the coach, Mao Buyi heard it very clearly.

His eyes looked at Lin Yu, but he found that Lin Yu, who had been in a mess in the past, had long since lost his stupid energy, and at this time, he looked extremely focused.

Lin Yu seemed to feel a strange gaze, he glanced around aimlessly, and finally looked at Mao Buyi, he immediately bared his teeth and returned to his stupid appearance.