Mo Yun did not panic at all in the face of this shout, slowly put the little qilin on his head, and looked at the person who shouted with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, the man was wearing a simple gray robe, and his appearance was ordinary, and he belonged to the goods that no one looked at in the crowd.

This shout made the Jiang family and the Guijian Sect turn around at the same time, and seeing Mo Yun, who was gradually recovering his original appearance, the two main forces rushed over quickly.

Surrounding the three of them together, Senior Brother Zhao of the Gui Sword Sect said coldly: "Why don't you run away, kill so many people in my Gui Sword Sect, if I don't kill you today, I won't be a disciple of the Gui Sword Sect." ”

"Yo yo yo, this is the rhythm of betraying the sect, I'm here, you come to beat me." Mo Yun caught a glimpse of the assassination division slowly approaching in the crowd, Jiang Yichen saw the assassination division, although he didn't understand the reason, but he still didn't speak.

"Brother Yichen, the statue of Jiuli Fengshi Yubo was destroyed by Mo Yun, don't you say something?" Senior Brother Zhao saw that Jiang Yichen wanted to hide, so he immediately opened his mouth and pulled Jiang Yichen back to his side.

Jiang Yichen scolded sb, and then said to Mo Yun: "Brother Mo destroyed the statue for us and found a treasure, how can we question him again before we can thank him." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yun sneered, is this thing so compelling now? Still thinking of relying on the assassination master to suppress him to the dung pit, it seems that this plan has come to naught.

Xuanyuan Ziqing on the side was like eating rat feces, his face was extremely ugly, and he was even more angry when he saw the two reconcile.

"Hey, that Senior Brother Zhao, I remember that among the people you called, there was a senior brother, the one with a pale face, is he still alive?" Mo Yun had no way to guide the two families to attack at the same time, so he could only find something to stimulate the Sword Sect.

Sure enough, this sentence made the Guijian Sect angry, and the senior brother was seriously injured and fled back to the sect, almost half dead, these things later came to their ears, and they thought that it was Mo Yun's plot against the senior brother to cause this result.

Unexpectedly, he mentioned it himself today, and a group of people gossiped and said: "Shameless, calculating senior brother, what kind of cultivator, garbage, scum!"

One of the assassins' killers stood behind the disciple, flipped out a short sword, and as he finished the last sentence, quietly slashed his neck, blood splattering.

Seeing this, the Gui Sword Sect was stunned at first, and then fear spread in everyone's hearts, they knew from the Jiang family that these people in black tight robes were the assassination masters left by Zhai, but no one expected that they would suddenly kill them.

When Mo Yun heard the word calculation, his face turned gloomy, he turned his hand and took out a thin sword, and slowly walked towards Senior Brother Zhao.

"It's the inheritance spirit weapon again, are you returning to the Sword Sect his own son? Rub, it turned out to be Liu Fengjian, it seems that the rumors are true, your sect master's wife gave a lot of treasures in order to block Mo Yun's mouth. ”

"Hmph, I see how you rank among the top fifty sects in the Dao Realm after returning to the Sword Sect, disband and go home as soon as possible to farm. ”

"That's it, none of you have slept with the sect master's wife, tell me how you feel. ”

"What are you talking about, it is estimated that these people will not be satisfied, and they still want those who are highly cultivated and in good health. ”

“...”

In the surrounding crowd, there were bursts of laughter, which made Senior Brother Zhao, the disciples of the Guijian Sect, pale in their faces, okay, now it is difficult to ride a tiger, the assassination master is staring at himself, plus the inheritance spirit weapon in the hands of Fang Li and Mo Yun, don't play, let's die together.

Mo Yun wanted to laugh very much, but when he thought of Fu Yiyi, his face remained gloomy until he walked in front of Senior Brother Zhao and asked in a deep voice, "Where did the two women you hunted and killed go?"

Senior Brother Zhao looked at the pair of blood pupils, coupled with the pressure from Liu Fengjian, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and when he heard the question, he waved his hand again and again: "I don't know, I really don't know." ”

'Poof'

A flash of bright red streaked across the air, and an arm landed steadily in front of a statue in front of the stone gate, stained with some of the blood of Senior Brother Zhao.

Senior Brother Zhao wailed, covering the wound on his severed right arm, his face pale in pain.

"Ask again, where are the two women you hunted down?"

This time, the sound was like nine cold ice, which made the disciples of the Guijian Sect present shudder, and their pupils contracted violently.

Senior Brother Zhao calmed down, looked at Mo Yun's expression, and actually smiled, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "I am the grandson of the Seven Star Elders of the Guijian Mountain Range. ”

Xia Lingfeng and Jiang Yichen were stunned for a moment, then gasped, and Wen Sheng walked quickly to Mo Yun and whispered, "Spare him his life." ”

"What is the Guijian Mountain Range?" Mo Yun's voice was still cold.

"I don't know the specific location, I only know that in the Eastern Mountain Range, there are a total of seven elders in the Guijian Mountain Range, who are figures from the end of antiquity, and their strength is at the peak of the Dao Yuan Realm.

Legend has it that all seven of them have the blessing of the sword heart, and they can be combined into one to reach the Dao Tribulation Realm, and the Guijian Sect is likely to be a branch of the Guijian Mountain Range.

If it is really as I guessed, everything will be explained, the prince of Great Xia was attacked, and the Great Xia Dynasty did not hold him responsible, and the Jiang family and the Sword Pavilion deliberately sought to cooperate with the Sword Sect for the sake of the Jiuli Secret Realm this time.

It seems..."

After Wen Sheng finished speaking, Mo Yun's face was ugly.

Wen Sheng continued: "Elder Seven Stars, it is the Dao number of the Seven Dao Yuan Realm, this Senior Brother Zhao, we can't move, otherwise, it will really cause even more trouble." ”

"I first entered the cultivation world, I met Yiyi, and then I had to provoke the Guijian Sect, they want to kill them all, do you think that even if this person is released, will it really be fine?" Mo Yun swept the faces of everyone present and said indifferently.

"Then you..."

Mo Yun slowly squatted down, looked at Senior Brother Zhao like a fierce beast and said, "Now tell me your identity, do you think I will let you go?"

Senior Brother Zhao smiled noncommittally.

"The Guijian Mountain Range is very strong, and I will die if I touch it, but you have touched my bottom line, let me ask again, what about the two women you chased and killed?"

"You..." Senior Brother Zhao showed a frightened expression again, this time, he was really scared, Mo Yun did not flinch, and continued to investigate, which already showed his attitude.

Mo Yun stood up, swept the long hair on Senior Brother Zhao's side with the Liu Feng Sword in his hand, and sighed lightly: "It's too difficult for me, wave after wave of unevenness, why bother." ”

Mo Yun has already made a plan to provoke the Guijian Mountain Range, and now he can only rely on the old man's support, if the old man doesn't work, it's a big deal to go to the Ancient God Continent from the south, anyway, the blood spirit Dao method and blood shadow, running away is still very effective.

"I really don't know, when I chased the statue, I suddenly disappeared, really, I know... Ahh

'Poof'

Senior Brother Zhao's left arm was cut off, Mo Yun didn't give everyone a chance to react at all, Xia Lingfeng and Jiang Yichen's bodies were shocked, this guy is a madman.

At this moment, Senior Brother Zhao's face was like ashes, he was basically a waste now, without hands, he would never be able to pick up a weapon in the future, even if he had a life to get out alive, it would be impossible for the Sword Sect to take him in

Thinking of this, Senior Brother Zhao looked at Mo Yun in front of him resentfully, his aura was working secretly, and he roared: "I curse the heavens, you Mo Yun can't die well!

After saying that, his body slammed forward.

Mo Yun had already sensed the strangeness of his dantian, and whispered softly, "Then I will slaughter the heavens and destroy your curse." ”

Liu Fengjian submerged into Senior Brother Zhao's dantian, and slightly inserted into the source of spiritual energy that was about to move, Senior Brother Zhao was completely reduced to a waste, and the next moment, he fell heavily to the ground, dying.

At the moment when Senior Brother Zhao fell to the ground, a trace of sword qi shot into Mo Yun's eyebrows, turning into a blood-red small long sword pattern printed on Mo Yun's forehead.

"Return to the sword and blood curse. ”

Wen Sheng looked at the mark, frowned and exclaimed.

...

In the Wanli Mountains of the East, a towering ancient tree sits on the cloud-shrouded mountainside, and there are seven wooden houses next to it, surrounding the ancient tree.

An old man with a childish face looked up at the long sword formed by the ancient tree, and whispered: "It has been a thousand years since the ancient tree formed the Dao sword, and when the grandson comes back, he will find a good Dao sword for him." ”

"Seven stars. ”

Behind him, a hurried old voice came.

Qixing turned his head, it was an old man about his age, with three swords on his back, and his wrinkled skin was full of years.

"Samsung, what's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I went to the Soul Hall, and Wu'er's jade was shattered. Samsung spread out his palm, and a floating blood sword floated up and down.

Qixing was stunned, his eyes drooped, and he couldn't see any expression, and after a while, he reached out and took the blood sword, and said softly: "The blood curse of the sword is completed, and Wu'er is dead."

That branch of the Sword Sect was created by one star, let him deal with it, I have recently felt that the Dao Tribulation is coming, and it is not easy to go out, I hope that when I come out, one star can give me an explanation. ”

In the wooden house farthest away from the ancient tree, the room was dim, and the style of the living room blocked the three stars, and behind the screen, a voice that was not as old as an old man came: "Wu'er is dead, return to the Sword Sect in the south." ”

"Yes, Seven Stars said that the full power is in your hands. ”

"The gold-plated sin has come over, or give me the blood curse of the returning sword, and I will let my subordinates go to the Enlightenment Realm, as long as they are not from the dynasty or other forces, they can explain it. ”

...

"Blood curse?" Mo Yun narrowed his eyes, as if asking, as if asking himself.

"They can rely on the blood spell to judge your position, and when facing the Guikendo method, they will also play a situation where the state of mind is suppressed, Guijian Mountain Range, but let you go. ”

"What you do is what you do, and that's fine. ”

Fang Li stepped forward at this time, looked at the dead corpse on the ground with a gloomy face, and then looked up at the disciples of the Guijian Sect, Mo Yun stretched out his hand to stop him, raised his thin sword in his right hand, and pointed at a person in the center of the crowd of disciples of the Guijian Sect.

"Come out. ”

The person who was pointed at by the sword walked out of the crowd reluctantly, knelt on the ground with a 'bang', and begged for mercy, saying that he didn't know.

Mo Yun glanced at Xuanyuan Ziqing with his spare eyes, and sneered: "That day, I tied you and two others in front of the statue, and it was fine at that time, why did you tell the Jiang family that I destroyed the statue?"

"This..."

'Poof'

This time it was Fang Li, Fang Li took the lead in raising his sword and cut off the man's left arm, which made the scattered cultivators on the periphery pale, and he also secretly noted the appearance of the two in his heart, no matter what, these two people can't be messed with, absolutely can't.

"I said, I said, it was Xuanyuan Ziqing who saved us, and then shortly after we left, we heard the sound of the statue exploding. ”

He said this sentence very quickly, and he didn't want to lose his right arm again because he said it slowly.

When the Jiang family heard this, their faces turned red, and they were played by the Sword Sect, and they always wanted to find Mo Yun and their trouble on this matter, although there was Liang Zi in the village of assassination, but they didn't mention it, so they could naturally hide it for a while.

But this time the concept of things is different, he was designed to be a thug, Jiang Yichen's eyes were gloomy, and he stared at Xuanyuan Ziqing.

", Wen Sheng, bring the caller here. Mo Yun did not name the Sword Sect again, but said to Wen Sheng without looking back.

"Good. ”

Wen Sheng smiled, just three breaths, there was a person lying at Mo Yun's feet, that person's lower body pants were now wet, his eyes were full of dead silence, he didn't know that his words would bring about death.