Ma Shang swaggered into the room, and frowned slightly when he saw a few people present, he didn't know any of the people present, and the only one who was familiar was the gloomy old man.

He remembered that this person was the steward of the Jiuqu Ileum Pavilion, and other than that, whether it was Zhou Chi or Mo Chen, it was the first time he had seen him. But when he saw Hua Beilang lying on the side, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Hua, what's wrong with you?" he quickly stepped forward to help Hua Beilang and said with concern.

Hua Beilang saw Ma Shang as if he had seen a savior, and even felt a little less pain in his body. "Ahem, Brother Ma, I was injured, it's him, and him!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Mo Chen and the Golden Sword Wang Dong, without mentioning it at all, and Mo Chen didn't pay attention to him at all.

"Oh, dare to move you in Fulong City, these two don't want to live?" Ma Shang said viciously, and then picked up Hua Beilang and handed it to the Tsing Yi warrior on the side.

After handing over Hua Beilang to the people around him, Ma Shang asked Mo Chen with a gloomy face, "Is that the brother Hua you injured?"

The golden sword Wang Dong on the ground can see the depth at a glance, in his opinion, this person's strength is mediocre, he is not Hua Beilang's opponent at all, and the only thing that can hurt Hua Beilang is the ink dust that he can't see.

Zhou Chi, who was standing aside at this time, suddenly spoke: "This is Fulong City, not Longmen City, don't meddle in your Longmen compound." ”

This is really a consolation, but unfortunately not a word has fallen into Ma Shang's ears, as if he didn't hear Zhou Chi's words, he just asked Mo Chen with a calm face: "Is it the flower brother you injured?"

Zhou Chi's face was not good, and he just wanted to say something but was interrupted by Mo Chen's mouth.

"It's me, how?"

Mo Chen responded, and the Golden Sword Wang Dong on the side immediately cast a grateful look at him.

Although the Golden Sword Wang Dong is a bit reckless, he is not stupid, since he defeated Hua Beilang inexplicably, he has been observing a few people in the field. Now he can hear the name of the Hua family's Longmen clearly, and naturally understands that these people are not existences that he can provoke.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have the strength now, I'm afraid he would have run into the crowd a long time ago, after all, he was just a little reckless, not stupid.

Hearing Mo Chen's affirmative reply, Ma Shang smiled and applauded: "Seeing that you are young, but you are bold enough, it is not impossible for someone in Fulong City to dare to make a move against Hua Beilang, but after doing it, you are the only one who can admit it so directly." ”

Mo Chen smiled slightly, as if he was humble. "You've won the prize, a domineering person like this is uncontrolled in Fulong City, even if I don't make a move, someone will teach him a lesson. ”

After speaking, he glanced at Zhou Chi intentionally or unintentionally, and Zhou Chi returned him with a smile.

"Haha, you're right, but if you put it on Hua Beilang, it's very wrong. Marchand walked slowly towards Mochen, placing his hand on the sword at his waist as he went.

Mo Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

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As soon as the sound fell, the sword at Marchand's waist was unsheathed, carrying a gust of wind to kill Mochen.

"Because in this Fulong City, strength is respected!" Ma Shang let out a long shout, and the sword in his hand actually turned into a violent wind rushing, spinning around the sword body.

Mo Chen's eyes lit up, Ma Shang's move reminded him of Wen Xiao who blocked him with a horizontal sword on the top of the mountain in front of the sword, but compared to Wen Xiao, Ma Shang's sword was a little more violent, but it was also a little less free.

Seeing the wind with the sword to kill, Mo Chen was not afraid to avoid it, and the ink sword danced in the air as if he was blocking the sword of Ma Shang that day.

Seeing that a sword was useless, Ma Shang's sword momentum was raised, and suddenly Mo Chen's four fields were affected by the sword momentum and danced in the same storm, blowing the two women behind him to fall to the ground.

"Despicable. Mo Chen snorted coldly, and his own sword momentum came out at the same time, and immediately suppressed Ma Shang's sword momentum, and then his figure flickered, and he actually sent the two women behind him to Zhou Chi's side in three points.

"Hard-working. Mo Chen said to Zhou Chi, Zhou Chi smiled and nodded, indicating that he understood.

"What a mysterious body method, you surprised me!" Seeing the subtlety of Mo Chen's body method, Ma Shang was suddenly a little surprised.

Mo Chen didn't make a sound, but just held the ink sword in his hand and met Ma Shang step by step.

"Brother Ma, I'm going to visit my brother tomorrow, you must help me avenge!" Hua Beilang on the side shouted, and Ma Shang immediately clenched the long sword in his hand when he heard this.

Hua Mingyuan, the second eldest of the Hua family, is a figure in the Qingyun Sword Sect, and neither his status nor his low position can be compared to him.

Although he is also a disciple of the Ning Yuan realm, Hua Mingyuan is a veritable late stage of Ning Yuan, and he is the late stage of Ning Yuan who has been passed down by the sect master, and he has the opportunity to become the new sect master of the Qingyun Sword Sect in the future.

The reason why he was so close to Hua Beilang was to convey goodwill to Hua Mingyuan, so that he could be an inner sect elder in the sect in the future.

"I see. Mo Chen could also hear the meaning of Hua Beilang's words, and seeing that Ma Shang's battle intent was mentioned again, Mo Chen was also excited.

Since he stepped into Ning Yuan, he has been making great progress all the way, and if he uses all his means, he will be a powerhouse in the Infinite Heaven Realm, and he will not be able to help him. It's just that in addition to these, Mo Chen's strength alone in his own inner element is not yet at the bottom.

After practicing the Yuan Emperor Wuji Gong, he has already condensed several times in the inner Yuan, and today he wanted to test it with the hand of Yan Guan, but he was helplessly interrupted by Zhou Chi halfway, and now another Ma Shang has appeared, which is right in his arms.

"Make a move, let me see what you Qingyun Sword Sect disciples are capable of. "The ink dust adds fuel to the fire, and at the same time, his own inner yuan is full, and he waits quietly.

Ma Shang snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand moved, and he actually directly cast a killing move.

"Dragon and Tiger Sword, Fengyun Style!"

Ma Shang's voice did not fall, and the sword in his hand turned into a dragon and tiger to urge the wind and clouds

force, the power is several times higher than the sword just now.

The ink dust inner element poured into the ink sword, and the figure came out of the dust, and went straight to Ma Shang.

Immediately sword to sword, man to man, the wind and clouds were all collected, the dragon and tiger were broken,

"Poof!"

After the blow, Ma Shang's mouth gushed vermilion, spit out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, his body swept through the air and retreated, as if he had been knocked away by a sword.

"Oops, I miscalculated the strength of my sword. Mo Chen's body did not move, standing steadily on the spot, but he was a little annoyed in his heart.

"I didn't expect the Yuan Emperor Wuji Gong to be so powerful, just by pouring the inner yuan into the ink sword, he could easily break the opponent's sword moves.

At this time, Ma Shang, who was already injured, was even more shocked, his Dragon and Tiger Sword Fengyun Style was a kind of Xuanwu, although he only barely entered the Xuan-level rank, but the power of a sword was also amazing.

However, even with the full force of the Dragon and Tiger Sword Fengyun, the sword was easily broken by the person in front of him, but he could see that Mo Chen had not used the sword move from beginning to end.

(End of chapter)