Yuanzong fought and walked, using the terrain to evade.

And that group of Momen disciples were not stupid people, they tried to form an encirclement so that Yuanzong had no way to retreat.

Chu Mo's leader Fu Poison was pressing the scabbard, his eyes were staring at Yuanzong, if Yuanzong showed a flaw, he would directly take Yuanzong's life.

"Yuanzong, you can't escape, hand over the order and surrender obediently, otherwise what awaits you will only be the end of the head falling to the ground."

Fu Poison interfered with words from time to time, distracting Yuanzong and consuming Yuanzong's fighting spirit.

Yuanzong didn't speak, in this case, Fu Poison would never let him go, and anything he said was just a waste of strength.

At the same time, Yuanzong was also bitter in his heart.

He wandered around the girder, and before he could find Chu Mo, Chu Mo's people found him.

And without saying a word, he directly launched a hunt for him, making him speechless.

The poison man, apparently fully prepared, sealed off his escape route and forced him into this deserted area.

Yuanzong traveled with the envoy of Zhao State this time, and if he was killed in broad daylight, King An Li would also be held accountable for the sake of face.

So, you have to start in this kind of wilderness.

It's just that they didn't expect that Yuanzong's swordsmanship is now on a higher level, and he can't attack it for a long time, and he let Yuanzong escape to such a dense forest.

It's a pity that Yuanzong's physical strength is not as almost endless as Xia Yunmo, and his breath has become chaotic.

Suddenly, Yuanzong's figure was crooked, and his sword momentum stagnated, and it turned out that he was stepping on a stone when he retreated, and his foot was broken.

The rest of Chu Mo's disciples naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, and the three swords had already stabbed, split, or provoked towards Yuanzong.

In a hurry, Yuanzong stirred his sword, resisted it slightly, and then rolled on the spot before dodging.

Before he could catch his breath, several more swords attacked, making Yuanzong embarrassed and tired of coping.

"Yuanzong, take your life."

The time had come, the essence of Fu Poison's eyes flashed, and with a sonorous sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and it slashed towards Yuanzong.

The rest of the Momen disciples cooperated to get out of the way, making room for the battle between the two.

Fu Poison smiled fiercely, and the sword wind howled, lifting up pieces of fallen leaves.

Yuanzong dodged in all directions, because he was injured, his breath was not smooth, and after a few rounds, several cuts were made on his arm.

With a "click", the first thing that couldn't support it was the wooden sword in Yuanzong's hand, which was split in half under the onslaught of Fu Poison.

The Fu Poison had a gleam in his eyes, and he shouted, his body jumped high, and he slashed towards Yuanzong with a sword.

His slash can be said to have used all his strength to split Yuanzong's head.

If it is normal, Yuanzong will go all out to take this move.

But at this time, he tried his best to break his sword, and there was no way to avoid it, but to die.

At this moment, a black stone suddenly shot towards Fu Poison, Fu Poison only felt that his hair stood on end, and he already felt a great terror, and the long sword in his hand was forced to sink down, trying to block the path of the stone.

But he heard a click, and the long sword in his palm shattered, and then the stone hit Fu Poison's chest.

Suddenly, Fu Poison's chest hurt greatly, and he only felt that the world was turned upside down for a while, and the whole person flew out upside down like a rag doll, knocking a Mo family disciple into the air, and fell to the ground, his head tilted, and he was already out of breath.

Xia Yunmo came slowly, and there was a stone in his hand, and he threw it lightly, and then followed.

He smiled and said, "It's all out to mix, why bother fighting and killing?" There's something you can't sit down and talk about. ”

The rest of the Mo family didn't dare to move anymore, obviously frightened by Xia Yunmo's previous move, but they cursed secretly in their hearts, this guy said something good, but he left no room for action.

Xia Yunmo turned around again, helped Yuanzong up and said, "It's okay." ”

Yuanzong stood up, a look of shame on his face.

When they were separated on the long street before, they said that they had no problem. But now he was rescued by Xia Yunmo, which is really ashamed.

Yuanzong's face suddenly changed and said, "Be careful, behind you." ”

Those disciples of the Mo family saw that Xia Yunmo turned around, defenseless, and then looked at the tragic death of Fu Poison next to him, they couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed over, holding a long sword, to cut Xia Yunmo into pieces.

Xia Yunmo turned around, only to see a black shadow flying out, and he had already shot out another stone.

The stones flew out, suddenly shattered in the air, turned into dozens of debris, and hit these Mo family disciples one after another, and suddenly the Mo family disciples screamed miserably, and their bodies were in great pain, and they couldn't even stand upright, they all fell, and the swords in their hands fell to the ground with clanging.

Xia Yunmo turned his head and smiled at Yuanzong again: "These Mo family disciples will be handed over to you." ”

With that, he waved his sleeves, tapped his toes, and flew away lightly.

The disciples of the Mo family forgot about the pain, and looked at Xia Yunmo's departing figure in a daze, forgetting for a while.

Mo said that he was a disciple of the Mo family, even Yuanzong, who had been with Xia Yunmo for some days, was speechless.

"This man...... Could it be a god? ”

This is the thought in the hearts of the disciples of the Mo family.

If you are not a god, how can you kill people with stones and walk against the wind.

Only Yuanzong knew in his heart that Xia Yunmo's walking against the wind was also a manifestation of martial arts, which made him feel yearning in his heart.

Maybe when martial arts are to the extreme, they are no different from immortals.

……

Xinling Jun Wei Wuji, one of the four sons of the Warring States.

This Wei Gongzi is extremely famous in history, raising 3,000 diners, becoming a force of his own, defeating the Qin army several times, and also doing such a famous thing as stealing talismans to save Zhao.

In the hearts of the people, his prestige was much better than that of the mediocre King Anli.

It's a pity that because of King Wei Anli's suspicion, it was not taken seriously.

The mansion of Xinlingjun stands majestically at the end of the road, covering an extremely wide area and many courtyards.

The big trees inside the high wall are towering, and outside the high wall is a pair of guards patrolling, and its defensive tightness does not seem to be much inferior to that of Wei Palace.

At this time, in the main hall, Xinlingjun is lying flat on a collapse, there is a wooden table in front of the collapse, shelving wine and delicacies, a beauty with red lips as a bottle, is going to Xinlingjun's mouth to drink, and two other beauties, respectively, are pinching Xinlingjun's shoulders and beating his legs.

Xinling Jun Wei Wuji's aspect of life is big-eared, dignified, and has a majestic atmosphere.

It's just that I don't know if it's been a long time of disappointment, which makes him a little old, but his eyes are shining, and he looks forward to life, so people don't dare to despise it.

"Report, Your Majesty, there is a young man outside who asks to see him, it is Xia Yunmo, the envoy of Zhao State." At this time, there were reports from the next people.

Xin Lingjun's eyes lit up, as if he was thinking about the mystery, and then waved away the three beauties, and said, "Please let him in." ”

Not long after, Xia Yunmo was brought in by his subordinates.