At this time, everyone's mood is slumped.

You despicable villain just used a secret weapon to hit a first-class martial artist and killed a first-class martial artist, and now you just take out a sword and tell us that you are a swordsman?

Fool it!

Are you taking us for fools, or are you blind to the sword slave of the Three Absolute Swords in the teahouse?

As soon as Gu Mo left these words, the onlookers showed mocking looks, especially the people from the Lion Tiger Gate, waiting for the black-clothed sword slave to poke the ugly face of this despicable villain with righteous words, and then everyone fanned the flames again, and then rushed up to a wave of righteous group beatings.

However, who would have thought.....

"Hmm."

The black-clothed sword slave's face remained unchanged, but he just glanced at the Zunyi sword in Gu Moli's hand, and immediately nodded: "You are indeed a sword cultivator." ”

"No problem."

Onlookers: "??? ”

Disciple of the Lion Tiger Sect: "??? ”

At this time, out of inertial thinking, everyone may not have figured out the specific situation, but the black-clothed sword slave himself knows it very well, after all, in the end.....

..... He's just a first-class martial artist.

It's not a grandmaster.

He didn't see the power of Gu Moli's shots just now, and in his heart, he might be able to fight a dozen if he changed his masters, but himself? Forget it!

If it's the Lion Tiger Gate, it's okay, but Gu Moli, Hua Qiong, the victory equation, none of them seem to be easy to mess with, and the master is not there, so why should he go to find it unhappy? In case the other party doesn't like him, he shoots himself twice with that weird hidden weapon.

Then I'm afraid I can only jump into the river.

If you think about it comprehensively, you will know that if you turn a blind eye to these people, you will only be regarded as blind at most, but if you are strong, you will become a fool....

The thinking of the black-clothed sword slave fully proves an eternal rule in the rivers and lakes from the side: big fists are the last word.

"This... Well, this swordsman. ”

The black-clothed sword slave ignored the stunned gazes of the onlookers, and continued to open his eyes and say nonsense: "Your cultivation is already excellent, enough to participate in the sword trial conference, if you don't mind, I can lead you to the top of the sky, I believe that the three masters are also looking forward to an opponent like you." ”

"Look, I'll just say someone will come and come to us..."

Gu Moli smiled when he heard this, and then whispered a few words to Hua Qiong and Brother Sheng, and then looked up at the black-clothed sword slave: "It's easy to say, but these two beside me also have to go." ”

“... Also go? ”

"Yes, in fact, I won't tell you anything, the two of them are also swordsmen."

Sword your grandma's legs!

The black-clothed sword slave is light on the surface, but in his heart he has already scolded, look at the two people next to you, one is holding a mace and the other is carrying a fire-tipped spear, is this a swordsman!? It's really tolerable, how can I say that I am also a first-class martial artist, how can I insult like this....

Thundered!

Before Gu Moli could finish speaking, Hua Qiong and Brother Sheng, who had been mentioned by him before, shot one after another, and slammed a mace on the ground, shaking the mountains in an instant, and the pedestal of the entire teahouse was obviously tilted, and among the onlookers, the weak ones even fell directly to the ground.

Another fire-tipped spear spun, and a fire dragon roared out, flying directly towards the sky, and then exploded in mid-air, like fireworks, but the rolling heat wave in the face could not deceive people, and behind the brilliant was a deadly killing machine that was enough to kill people.

At the same time, Gu Moli didn't mean it at all, he wiped the barrel of the Angel of Death in his hand very naturally, and by the way, he shook it towards the black-clothed sword slave in the teahouse, made an aiming motion, and then didn't know what he was muttering, and there was no threat at all.

....... Scold.

"Shaoxia is right, these two are both profound swordsmen!"

"One replaces the sword with a gun, and the other replaces the sword with a stick, the former is well versed in the way of sharpness, the sword qi is condensed, and it is indestructible, and the latter is proficient in the method of lifting weights as lightly, the sword qi is as calm as a mountain, nothing is broken, and it can be used to exert such power without a natal weapon, it is really the best choice to participate in the sword test conference!"

................

The bright moon is in the sky, the bright moonlight falls on the white snow, standing at the top of the sky, looking down is a piece of white, looking up is also a piece of white, heaven and earth seem to be connected in this place, reflecting the vast night sky and a little starry, it is really a grand scene.

However, this grand scene is not something that everyone can enjoy.

Looking at the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that only Xiao Rumo in the past can enjoy such a scenery alone.

It's just that now, this pinnacle that countless swordsmen want to wait for is an additional black figure that is extremely inconsistent with the environment, he is holding a dark iron sword in his hand, silently standing on this pinnacle that is only the size of a table, and the harsh environment seems to be not worth mentioning to him.

"Xiao Rumo, the sword master of the rivers and lakes."

"Is this righteousness?"

Swish!

The visitor suddenly burst out of his internal force, and then strode towards the center of the peak, and at the same time, an invisible force also emerged, and in the hunting wind, a vague figure appeared in front of the visitor's eyes like a mirage, standing with his hands behind his back.

But no swordsman would fail to recognize this figure.

The lord of the sword.

Xiao Rumo!

“.... The remnants of the sword intent in the past used the power of heaven and earth to preserve itself, and even grew to this point. ”

"But....!"

"It's not a real person!"

The person who came waved the iron sword in his hand vigorously, and the internal force of his whole body surged out, not with a thorn, but with a sword like a knife, and slashed directly towards Xiao Rumo's figure!

Rumble!

There was a bang, the wind and snow exploded, and the top of the sky, which was endlessly windy, was completely calmed down at this moment, revealing its true face under the wind and snow.

And the mirage-like figure of Xiao Rumo also dimmed again after the wind stopped and the snow subsided.

Instead, there is a small stone pier that seems to have been carved into the shape of a futon, just enough for a person to sit cross-legged on it.

And on the stone pier, there is also a line of words like a knife, and the sword is still a poem.

The lonely peak is overwhelming, and no one can reach it.

Thousands of miles of emptiness are boundless.

In autumn, the scenery is quiet, the fog sweeps the clouds, and in the wind and dew, only the moon shines high.

Floating passers-by, good days and good nights, drunken dancing and singing are wrong and dusk.

Who knows, the Ganges River is perfect in one nature, eternal and bright.

Competing for the month, talking about profit and fame, I don't want to be yin, and I secretly urge my youth.

..........

Just looking at this line of poems, people can imagine what kind of situation Xiao Rumo was in and what kind of mood he was in when he reached the top here.

"People in the world often say that there are many chivalrous people in the rivers and lakes, which is a fallacy."

The person who came muttered in a low voice, there was no one else here, and the person who came did not have to hide himself, he could speak freely.

"The court is a vanity fair, but what about the rivers and lakes? The court is chasing profits, using it is a conspiracy and trickery, the rivers and lakes are chasing profits, using it is a divine utilitarian weapon, in the final analysis, it is all the same thing, I thought that in this world, there are very few people who can be called chivalrous, and the so-called heroes are even more nobody, but I don't want to..."

"Everyone in the world thinks that you have reached the top of the sky, leaving this poem, is the name of the first sword in the world, who knows that everyone in the world is the heart of a villain to spend the belly of a gentleman....."

“.... What a Xiao Rumo! ”

"Really, a hero...."

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