"Despicable and shameless!"

As soon as Mo Liguang's voice fell, the surrounding Sword Mansion disciples were all disdainful and scolded.

Mo Liguang is at the end of his rope at the moment, and he is a designated waster, but he still wants to drag Gu Zheng into the water when he is dying. This person's viciousness made him even more unpopular.

What's more, Mo Liguang is a seventh-generation disciple of the Inner Mansion, and his qualifications and cultivation time are far superior to Gu Zheng. In the Sword Mansion, there is only the statement that the disciples of the lower generation challenge the disciples of the same generation or the higher generations, where is this kind of shameless challenge in reverse.

Li Tiangang did not say that this was originally a matter between Gu Zheng and Mo Liguang, as long as the two of them were willing, no one could interfere.

Mo Liguang's eyes were like torches, staring at Gu Zheng with hysterical madness in his eyes, his resentment towards Gu Zheng had reached the extreme, and he had to seize the last chance to take revenge himself.

"You and I have no complaints, but it is only because you are lustful and narrow-minded that it will lead to such an end. Since you are not dead, then I will fulfill you. Gu Zheng looked directly at Mo Liguang with pity, and there was already a murderous intent in his heart.

"Senior Brother Gu Zheng, don't be impulsive, the duel doesn't matter if it's life or death. Liu Luochun was anxious on the side, dueling and challenging are not the same thing at all, life and death are not just words.

The most important thing is that Mo Liguang is a veteran disciple of the Inner Mansion, and his cultivation has reached the fifth level of the meteorological realm, and the Firefall Sword Technique has already been completed. As far as he knew, this person was also on the list among the seven generations of disciples.

Gu Zheng just glanced at Liu Luochun silently, and he hurriedly stopped his mouth, knowing that what Gu Zheng had decided, he couldn't change it anymore.

Of course, Gu Zheng has his own considerations, in addition to Mo Liguang's entire net worth being tempting enough, the more important thing is that this person's ruthlessness is enough to form future troubles. If he can't take this opportunity to get rid of Mo Liguang, Gu Zheng is afraid that there will be changes in the future.

"Hey...... I have to start admiring you. Mo Liguang's expression was grim, and he didn't argue, gritting his teeth.

"In that case, let's go to the sword platform. The duel is certain, life and death are not to be determined!" Li Tiangang glanced at Gu Zheng deeply, and said neatly.

In the Qingyan Sword Mansion, duels between disciples are very rare, after all, no one wants to provoke a life-and-death feud. What's more, this time it was a duel between the two generations of disciples of the Inner Palace, and the news spread, which can be said to have earned enough eyeballs.

The wind and clouds surged, and under the setting sun, countless disciples walked out of the cave mansion, and all of them flocked to the Qingyan Peak Xijian Platform. When Gu Zheng, Mo Liguang and the others came to Xi Jiantai, this place was already surrounded by water.

Li Tiangang seemed to be happy to see it and did not stop everyone from watching the battle. In his opinion, leaving the Sword Mansion is a bloody storm, and it is not a bad thing to let these pampered disciples see more.

Everywhere Mo Liguang passed, there were voices of contempt and disdain, and most of the disciples knew the reason for the matter, and they were full of anger towards Mo Liguang.

On the other hand, Gu Zheng rarely showed up in the past, and the only time he came out was when he had a discussion with Li Yunxiao. But after that, it was still not famous, and it reappeared at this time, but it was all watched and expected.

After this incident, Gu Zheng will undoubtedly become a celebrity in the Sword Mansion, but only if he can survive in the hands of Mo Liguang.

Not only the disciples of the four pavilions of the inner and outer mansions, but also many elders and deacons, also stood in a hidden place, silently paying attention.

Gu Zheng and Mo Liguang stood in the center of Xi Jiantai, ten zhang apart, one indifferent and the other crazy. Just like Gu Zheng said, the two have no grudges, but at this moment, it is already a situation of life or death, and no one wants to spare anyone.

"Silence!" Li Tiangang shouted like thunder, and Xi Jiantai, who was talking a lot, suddenly quieted down.

"You can get started. Li Tiangang's long beard drooped, his eyes were like torches, he glanced at Gu Zheng and Mo Liguang, and spoke.

"Die!" Mo Liguang took the lead with red eyes.

He has been pampered since he was a child, he grew up in the Sword Mansion, and he has never experienced such a scene that everyone spurns him, and he has only one obsession in his heart, which is to kill Gu Zheng, the culprit.

In contrast, Gu Zheng has been sharpening his sword for ten years, and he has already reached the realm of pampering and humiliation, and he is nothing to the mixed opinions around him.

Mo Li's bare body method is like bursting flames, and the sword is like rolling rock, and the fivefold profound power of the meteorological realm is undoubtedly demonstrated.

In the face of the furious sword style, Gu Zheng's eyes were as cold as electricity, his body was as fleeting as a cloud, and when the crystal blue Xuanjing sword in his hand came out, it was already a sword qi like a drop of water, and it accurately fell on the junction of the rolling rock sword qi.

When it comes to the cognition of the Firefall Sword Technique, Gu Zheng is not much worse than Mo Liguang, coupled with his powerful Divine Soul Perception, it is enough to break the opponent's momentum in one move.

Mo Liguang was shrouded in the flames and rolling rocks, his eyes were red, he was shocked and angry, and he was countered when he made a move, which was already beyond his expectations.

"Meteorological Realm Triple!" Li Tiangang was probably one of the few powerhouses present who had been paying attention to Gu Zheng for the longest time, and he could see at a glance Gu Zheng's skyrocketing cultivation.

How long has it been? In less than three months, from the first entry into the meteorological realm to the triple realm, such an ascension speed is simply appalling. Li Tiangang was a little moved.

Others valued Gu Zheng's sharpness in breaking through the rolling rock with one sword, and they were all shocked, if the rolling rock style was so easy to break, the Firefall Sword Technique would not be called a top-grade sword technique.

Slurry Formula!

Mo Liguang didn't know what calmness was, he just wanted to suppress Gu Zheng with his vigorous cultivation, so that Gu Zheng would have no power to fight back, and there would be no place to bury him.

The firefall sword technique is a great achievement, and the sword qi is like a slurry, falling into a curtain of fire, and all of them are wrapped towards Gu Zheng.

Mo Liguang is not only far superior to Li Yunxiao in cultivation, but the Firefall Sword Technique is a real realm, and he is already about to touch the threshold of the transformation realm.

The Dacheng Slurry cast by him is incomparable, and the violent sword intent and majestic Xuanli sword qi are enough to reach more than three times that of Li Yunxiao.

The statement that one force will drop ten will not be exaggerated. Under the suppression of the disparity in cultivation, coupled with the overwhelming swordsmanship moves, it is by no means something that can be contended with swordsmanship speculation and unique eyesight alone.

But Gu Zheng had no fear, in the face of this move that seemed to have infinite sword intent, Gu Zheng had no reservations, and the crystal blue sword arced continuously in his hand.

The sword clouds all around him were submerged in the Xuanjian, Gu Zheng's momentum was calm, and a sword stabbed out, and suddenly the torrential rain poured, and countless stone rain lines spilled out.

Cloud and rain swordsmanship transforms into realm, and turns into rain!

As soon as this sword came out, not only was the audience silent, but Li Tiangang, who was watching the battle, shook his long beard and became a mess.

"How old is he?" Li Tiangang pulled off a few strands of his beard and said to himself excitedly.

The rain of swords poured straight down, catching up with the falling slurry, like a big water sweeping a small fire, extinguishing it in an instant.

The rain did not stop, under Mo Liguang's horrified gaze, it floated into the slurry of his protective body's mystical power, and when the sword rain was added, it was Ling Chi's suffering.

"Don't hurt my son!" suddenly came a terrible shout from overhead, and a figure flashed out, about to stop the sword.