Last night, Gu Mozhi, who had received the message from the master of the Tubo country, couldn't help but put on a kind smile, jumped down from the soft slur, stood on the petals with both feet, put his hands together towards Lu Renjia, and hurriedly said: "It turned out that it was the Black Flag Sword God Zhuo Alliance Lord in front of the poor monk to see the dignity of the face, and the name of Your Excellency the Sword God was powerful, even if the poor monk was in Tubo, it was like thunder, and the poor monk was ready to repay Mr. Murong Bo's kindness to the poor monk this time, and he was ready to exchange the Shaolin faction's "Flower Finger", "Wuxiang Robbery Finger", and "Duoluo Ye Finger" for the "Six Veins Divine Sword" of Dali Tianlong Temple If the Zhuo Alliance Master also has this Yaxing, why don't we wait for an exchange? ”

Seeing that Gu Mozhi was so public to share the spoils, even Duan Yu, who was benevolent by nature, couldn't help but shout: "The great monk is so shameless, and just now he said that in order to repay the kindness of the late Mr. Murong Bo, he exchanged three Shaolin books for a copy of my Duan's "Six Veins Divine Sword", and now he denied it for the purpose of mourning in front of Mr. Murong Bo's grave! ”

Anyway, he has already torn his face, and his unscrupulous character of taking Guma Zhina as an end naturally doesn't care about Duan Yu's innocuous ridicule and abuse. In Gu Mozhi's heart, since this Zhuo Bufan has the name of the sword god, it is the so-called Wen Wu Wu Wu Wu. This Tianlong Temple's "Six Veins Divine Sword" is recognized by the rivers and lakes as the world's first swordsmanship, how could Zhuo Bufan not be tempted?

As soon as Gu Mozhi finished speaking, Duan Zhengming became anxious, although Gu Mozhi is the national teacher of Tubo, he is also the monarch of Dali, even if he really starts. Presumably, this Gu Mozhi didn't dare to kill, but this Zhuo Bu was different, it was a figure who killed the three sects of the Infinite Sword Sect with one person and one sword, and his hands were stained with the blood of thousands of people. Even the beggar gang is the largest gang in the world. They will all be deflated in front of him, if such a killing god joins forces with Gu Mozhi. Don't say that "Six Veins Divine Sword" can't be saved. Today, there will be a bloody disaster in Tianlong Temple. And he, the monarch of Dali, and Duan Yu, the future prince. I'm afraid I'm going to end up here.

Thinking of this Zhengming Dynasty, he hugged his fists and said, "The Lord of the Zhuo League is coming, Zhengming is far away to welcome the name of the Sword God of the Lord of the Zhuo League, although the country of Dali is small and the soldiers are outnumbered, but if the Lord of the Zhuo League is willing, I am willing to marry with the Lord of the Zhuo League, become brothers with different surnames, and seal the Lord of the Zhuo League as the king of Zhenbei!" ”

Everyone didn't expect Duan Zhengming to make such a heavy promise, although Dali is a small country, but the price of a king with a different surname. I'm afraid no one can refuse. Master Kurong, who lived deep in the Tianlong Temple and had never heard the rumors of this 'Zhuo Bufan', couldn't help but be stunned, and said: "Your Majesty, be cautious, your Majesty is the king of a country. How can we easily give away the inheritance of our ancestors to others? ”

Although Master Kurong's tone still couldn't show joy and anger, the title of His Majesty represented the dissatisfaction of Master Kurong, an elder of the Duan clan's royal family. At this time, Ben Yin, who was the host of Tianlong Temple, hurriedly spoke: "Uncle Shi is angry... Your Majesty's move is not impossible, the sword of the Zhuo League is superb, the Zhuo League has a rich Black Flag business house under the command of the Zhuo League, and the Black Flag League is dominant, and the 50,000 iron cavalry of the Black Flag League under his command are all elite soldiers and strong generals, if there are heroes like the Zhuo League Lord who are willing to vote for my Dali country, I Dali will definitely become richer and stronger."

Hearing Ben Yin's explanation, the thoughtful Master Kurong nodded. I didn't expect that the person in front of me was not only a first-class late-stage martial artist, but also had such a huge power. Being able to survive in the gap between Song and Liao shows the true character of the other party. And it is not unheard of to recruit such heroes to join Dali and be crowned officials. That's how the Gao Shengtai clan, the culprits of the rebellion of the previous dynasty, came. Although the honor of the king of Zhenbei is crowned 'Zhuo Bufan', it may bury hidden dangers for Dali. But the benefits are clear. Dali is already a small country with few soldiers, if there are 50,000 iron horsemen of the Black Flag Alliance to join, then even Tubo will be afraid of three points. And it can easily resolve today's predicament.

"Amitabha! Your Majesty has made a decision. The poor monk didn't say much, "Master Kurong folded his hands and said.

At this time, it was Hatomachi's turn to be anxious. He is just a Tubo national teacher, even if he wants to award the 'Zhuo Bufan' official title. Can there be a king with a different surname given by Zhengming in this paragraph? Seeing that this 'Zhuo Bufan' did not speak, Gu Mozhi smiled and said: "Fame and fortune, glory and wealth are like passing clouds, and the poor monk can see that the master of the Zhuo League is also a person who is obsessed with martial arts, and the poor monk is here with all his intentions today, but everyone in this Tianlong Temple is making it difficult, I am afraid that even if the lord of the Zhuo League wins the title of the king of the north of the town, I am afraid it will be difficult to see the "Six Veins Divine Sword" at a glance, if the lord of the Zhuo League can stand by and watch, the poor monk is willing to protect Your Excellency as my general of Tubo! ”

"Hahahaha... I'm just reporting to myself, and you kings and teachers make promises? On one side is the king of Zhenbei, on the other side is the general, and of course there is also the "Six Veins Divine Sword" tsk, why don't you ask me the purpose of this trip? Lu Renjia said disdainfully.

Hearing 'Zhuo Bufan' say this, Duan Zhengming and the others were immediately embarrassed, in terms of identity and status, which of the people present was not a famous person? There is the monarch of Dali who is in charge of one side, and there is a high-powered Tubo national teacher, but such a group of people who are out of reach in the eyes of ordinary people are now like a businessman in the market to curry favor with a stranger. I'm afraid no one will believe it. But this is the case, with the arrival of Lu Renjia, an uninvited guest, the situation in the Dragon Temple today is just like when Chu and Han fought for hegemony, when Xiang Yu and Liu Bang won over Han Xin.

Although Duan Zhengming was embarrassed in his heart, as a king, he had already reached the realm of joy and anger, pretending to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and said loudly, "The Lord of the Zhuo League is coming to Dali, I'm afraid it's for the remnants of the Infinite Sword Sect, right?" It is related to the great revenge of the master of the Zhuo League, and the immeasurable faction is extremely evil, and the master of the Zhuo League is revenge..."

It used to be one of the best sects in Dali, but now it has become a perverse and evil sect in the mouth of the proof of judgment. It can be seen that those in power can discard anything when their own interests are touched.

Lu Renjia smiled disdainfully at the faces of these people in power, and turned his head to look at Gu Mozhi, who was still arrogant and domineering just now, but when he faced 'Zhuo Bufan', he still had a kind face.

"As long as you have a name in your mouth, if you tell me about this, I will stand by and watch," Lu Renjia said coldly.

Gu Mozhi was overjoyed in his heart, and said in a loud voice: "Lord Zhuo really regards money as dung, what does Your Excellency want to know. The poor monk will know everything and speak endlessly."

"Who's the big brother?" Lu Renjia asked in a deep voice.

Stunned for a moment, Haruma searched his mind with great difficulty. But I can't think of such a character as "leading big brother?" Zhuo Meng's master allows the poor monk to think about taking the lead, the big brother taking the lead, the big brother."

"Don't think about it, since you don't want to say that this seat has to kill you first. After forcing the other real murderers to say hello to the seven !! of the sword" As soon as the words fell, Lu Renjia had already drawn his sword out of its sheath.

'Qiang'

In the piercing sound of the sword, seven hundred and forty-nine black sword rays instantly escaped, and the shape of thunder struck towards the key points around Gu Mozhi's body.

Gu Mozhi was stunned, he didn't expect Zhuo Bufan, who had the name of the sword god, to make such an inexplicable move, and as a first-class late-stage martial artist, looking at the sword network composed of seven seven and forty-nine black sword rays, Gu Mozhi instinctively felt a dangerous aura.

"Humph! The name of the sword god is not yet Erer, it seems that Your Excellency is also greedy for glory, since Your Excellency has thrown himself into Dali! Then prepare to fight with me in Tibet!! Burning the Sky with a Burning Sword!! Kumachi exclaimed. There is no ambiguity either. A pair of palm knives slashed out one after another, and more than forty scorching red swords struck towards the sword net composed of forty-nine black sword rays.

'Boom...'

'Boom...'

When the crimson sword collided with the black sword, a deafening explosion erupted.

Under the violent collision of this sword and sword, ripples visible to the naked eye rippled in the air, and as this ripple-like pattern spread out in all directions, a piercing sound of metal collision shook the eardrums of everyone in the hall.

'Boom...'

'Boom...'

The swords and swords that scattered out in all directions actually left a ravine about half a foot deep and about ten meters long on the pillars, floors, and walls of this Daxiong Treasure Hall.

And those monks who came with Gu Mozhi, because they didn't expect this 'Zhuo Bufan' to do so without warning, the monks below the first-class cultivation were shocked and spat blood. Even the original cause, the original view, the true appearance, the original ginseng and others had to perform the "One Yang Finger" to counteract the aftermath of the explosion, and Duan Yu, who had no internal strength, was rescued by Master Kurong. Otherwise, at such a close distance, Duan Yu would have been torn apart by the residual strength after the collision of the sword gang and the sword.

Panting, in the midst of the explosion, Kumachi took a few steps back, as a first-class late-stage martial artist. It can be said that he is one of the few people who stand closest to the top of the pyramid in the world of "Dragon Babu", whether it is strategy or martial arts. Gumachi can be said to be the existence of one in ten thousand, but he is such a strong person. Now he was irritated by the chaotic true qi, and he couldn't stop trembling his palms and told Gu Mozhi. If you have reservations just now, then you must be the one who dies. His eyes were staring at the elegant face of 'Zhuo Bufan', and Gu Mozhi was like a great enemy.

"Hmph, I don't know who the big brother is? How to explain this "Little Wuxianggong"? Palm power into a knife? It's interesting to see if your sword is domineering, or my sword is invincible, 'kill the sword eight'!! Lu Renjia said, not giving the other party a chance to breathe at all, and flipped his wrist. Under the extremely slow movement, the 'Soul Devouring Sword' left black sword shadows like a peacock opening the screen.

In a moment, fifty-six black sword rays turned into a rapidly spinning windmill and attacked Harumachi.

When 'Zhuo Bufan' pointed out "Little Wuxianggong", his biggest battle, Gu Mozhi was even more stunned, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart, "Could it be that Senior Li is the leading brother in Zhuo Bufan's mouth?" No way... Senior Li has the grace of reinvention for me, even if I am broken, I can't betray her!! Gritting his teeth, Gu Mozhi didn't care whether he would leave a secret wound, forcibly suppressed Su Chao's true qi, and roared, "If you want to fight, you will fight!" It is unknown who killed the deer!! Zhuo Bufan took the poor monk with a knife 'Red Lotus Karma Fire, a knife to cut off the other side'!!! ”

The two feet stood firmly on the hands of Gu Mozhi put his palms together, and the internal force of his whole body was instilled between the palms, and the red sword gang escaped from between the two palms, and the Yin red sword gang that rose from the ground was as dazzling as a flying flame, and the ten-meter sword gang condensed between the palms of the two palms slashed straight down towards the black sword that was spinning rapidly.

'Zizizi...'

'Zizizi...'

In the midst of the numbing friction sound on the scalp, Lu Renjia used the 'Soul Devouring Sword' to release the windmill-shaped sword light, and when it collided with the sword of Gu Mozhi, which was splitting the mountain, a burst of substantial sparks erupted. And the marble paved ground of the Daxiong Treasure Hall left a ravines up to one meter deep.

'Boom...' The sword gang and the sword shattered at the same time, Lu Renjia relied on the advantage of the 'Soul Devouring Sword', but his breath was impetuous, and that Gu Mo Zhi was much more miserable, a luxurious monk's robe, which had already turned into pieces of rags.

At this time, everyone in the hall showed a look of horror, although they were all first-class martial artists, but between each stage, there was an insurmountable gap. No one expected that a first-class late-stage martial artist could have such a powerful destructive power in a life-and-death struggle. The monks who came with Kumazhi, except for Da Da Sanduo, who received minor injuries, the rest of them had already fallen to the ground. As for the Dali Duan clan who have been living under the halo of "Six Veins Divine Sword", the world's first swordsmanship, they are even more stunned.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a poor monk in the world with such swordsmanship, he really sat in the well and watched the sky," Master Kurong said with a wry smile. Duan Yu, who was hiding behind Master Kurong, was already speechless in surprise when he saw that the solemn and luxurious Daxiong Treasure Hall in the past had been destroyed like this.

Duan Zhengming nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that the Lord of the Zhuo League came to Dali, and he definitely did not come for my Duan's "Six Veins Divine Sword", when he was in Luoyang, the Lord of the Zhuo League once said that he was tracking down the mysterious leading brother behind the slaughter of the word Hui Sword Gate, presumably this Gu Mozhi must be one of the real murderers of the year."

Sticking out his tongue and licking the corners of his mouth, Lu Renjia showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face, "Gu Mozhi, you have already taken my two killing swords, I don't know if you can take the last one?" Killing the sword... Nine!!! ”

The 'Soul Devouring Sword' in Lu Renjia's hand stabbed out flatly, and sixty-three black sword rays were like blooming black ink chrysanthemum petals flying one after another.

This slow sword, and the vision brought by the petals of the ink chrysanthemum, made Haruma feel unprecedented danger, as if death was so close to him. This slow sword made Hatama Zhi feel that he could avoid it as long as he flashed, but the flying ink-colored chrysanthemum petals seemed to block all his retreats. It is this strange contradiction that makes Hatomo not know how to advance or retreat. Martial arts practice is like sailing against the current. Gu Mozhi knows that if he retreats, then the three words 'Zhuo Bufan' must be a haze that cannot be erased on his future road.

Gu Mozhi, who had made up his mind not to betray Li Qiushui, turned his heart sideways, put on a horse step with a thousand catties, and waved a pair of palms wrapped in Dao Gang to produce a Taoist afterimage.

"Sword Mountain, Fire Sea, Red Lotus Hell !!!" In the roar of Gu Mozhi, the strongest style of "Flame Knife" burst out with more than 100 red swords.

Seeing that both sides had used what they had learned all their lives, knowing that this collision was a critical moment for the two first-class late-stage martial artists to separate life and death, at this time, whether it was Gu Mozhi or Lu Renjia, the two who broke out with all their strength would not care about the life or death of others at all, seeing this, Master Kurong, who had just been promoted to the first-class late-stage stage, roared, "Wait for the rapid retreat!! No purifying gas!!! ”

An inky aura burst out of Master Kurong's body, enveloping Duan Yu, the future prince of Dali, who had no internal strength. And Duan Zhengming, Ben Yin, Ben Guan and other five first-class early and middle martial artists, were reminded by Master Kurong, and they even retreated again and again.

Through the pieces of ink-colored chrysanthemums that were scattered, Lu Renjia saw more than a hundred swords wielded by Gu Mozhi, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, 'Killing Sword Nine' is the supreme move of "Killing Sword", which was rated as a C-level martial arts by the 'Evil God System', and the sixty-three swords gathered and scattered as they wished, and it was extremely weird.

Facing the more than 100 Yin Red Dao Gang wielded by a pair of palm knives of Gu Mozhi, Lu Renjia sneered, "Scatter the gods, Gu Mozhi will die!! ”

The wrist flipped, and the ink-colored chrysanthemum petals conjured up from the 'Soul Devouring Sword' that stabbed out directly merged into one. Suddenly, a ten-meter-long 'Soul Devouring Sword' phantom was formed. It passed straight through more than a hundred dense red knives, turning into a wisp of breeze and cutting through the heart of Gu Mozhi's eyebrows.

As a wisp of breeze blew by, the hideous-faced Gu Mozhi froze in place, and a sword mark at the center of his eyebrows gradually spread. (To be continued.) )