When the old man heard this, he stopped his movements, and the canopy boat in the lotus leaf bush drifted forward for a distance according to inertia, and then slowly stopped, and a gust of wind blew from afar, blowing away the mist.

The old man looked up and saw that where the mist dissipated, a middle-aged man in a green robe with thick eyebrows and a square face, with a majestic bearing, was carrying his hands on his back, standing on a lotus leaf as if he were nothing.

At this time, the slightly closed eyes of the middle-aged man in the green robe opened suddenly, and a sharp gaze swept towards him, like a sharp blade piercing the heart, and the old man who was stabbing the boat was suffocated.

After a while, the sharp sword-like gaze moved away, and when it fell on Mo Qingge, the feeling of oppression and suffocation disappeared, the old man exhaled with a pale face, and the corners of his back and forehead were already drenched in cold sweat, and he unconsciously looked at Mo Qingge, who was calm and calm on the side, and whispered: "Childe, this ......"

"Thank you for sending me all the way, but staying here is really harmful to you, so it's better to leave first!"

Mo Qingge said with a smile, his toes lightly touched the bow of the boat, just like a wisp of smoke flying out, the white clothes were in the wind, and the attitude fell on a green lotus leaf ten zhang away from the middle-aged man in the green robe, the lotus leaf did not float or sink, without the slightest shaking.

Seeing that the two of them could stand on the lotus leaf and look at each other from afar, coupled with the depressed feeling of suffocation just now, the old man still didn't understand that these two people were the kind of masters of the rivers and lakes who could go up and down.

Throughout the ages, there are no longer a few examples of master martial arts duels that harm the innocent, and the old man still has an only grandson who relies on him to eat, so he naturally does not dare to watch this rare master duel from the side, so he listened to Mo Qingge's good words and persuasion, turned the bow of the boat in silence, and went back and forth from where he fought!

When the boat sailed into the lotus leaf bush and the figure of the old man gradually moved away, a fierce momentum burst out from the blue-robed man opposite Mo Qingge, setting off a chaotic air current, pressing from afar, and the cold was like a sword.

There were bursts of tingling pain on his skin, and the cold chill penetrated through the pores, reaching the five insides, eroding the internal organs, in addition, Mo Qingge also felt an invisible qi machine floating outside his body, peeking at the flaws in the circulation of his qi machine.

Mo Qingge understood that the middle-aged man in the green robe was the idea of taking the lead, if he was taken by his momentum, showing half a bit of timidity, or the flow of qi was slightly hindered, he would be greeted by a fierce attack like a storm, and under the suppression of the momentum, he would definitely be in an extremely unfavorable passive situation.

The whole body was calm, Mo Qingge's clothes were not raised, and he took a long and long deep breath......

Three months ago, the first clear lotus in the Lotus Pond was in full bloom, Mo Qingge invited the Moon Palace Lord to learn martial arts wisdom for a lifetime with the lotus soul, and based on the tidal true qi of Xuanshui Peak, it only took more than a month to cultivate Ming Yugong to the peak realm of the eighth layer, which was only one line away from the realm of consummation of the ninth layer.

In the past two months, Mo Qingge has constantly challenged the innate masters of Langyue Mansion, in addition to pursuing spiritual stimulation and wanting to compete with masters from all over the world, more of them want to use the pressure of life and death to make a breakthrough.

Since he came to this world, there seems to be an invisible force in the dark that is constantly urging him to become stronger, stronger, and stronger.

There wasn't much time left for him, he took over the mess of the original body, fused the soul of the original body, and for Ye Xuan, who was covered by the protagonist's aura, Mo Qingge had a kind of disgust and hatred from the bottom of his heart.

This tale of laughter and enmity is destined not to fall on him.

As soon as the half-year confinement time arrives, who knows what kind of situation the cultivation of the protagonist of the waste material will reach? Mo Qingge has no consciousness of being a latecomer, only a preemptive plan, to put it in layman's terms...... Instead of being chased by the protagonist, it is better to chase the protagonist and fight!

With a long breath, the qi in the body rose, and a powerful momentum that was not inferior to the blue-robed man instantly spread outward with Mo Qingge as the center, and the lake water was gushing endlessly, like a big river going east, pouring for thousands of miles, majestic and mighty, and the surrounding lotus leaves were inclined in a ring to the surrounding layers, and the strange scene was a grand sight.

Sen Han, who was armed with a sword, suddenly swept away.

"Something to do!"

The blue-robed man's face changed slightly, and he praised it, and his gaze was still indifferent when he looked at Mo Qingge.

"Is it that Your Excellency killed my son Yan Duhe?

Mo Qingge said indifferently: "If the battle sticker sent to the Yan Mansion is put on, and the three words Mo Qingqi are written at the end, then Your Excellency in the mouth of the head of the Yan family should be under it." ”

After saying that, Mo Qingge looked around, and said: "It seems that the head of the Yan family came alone today, and he didn't set up an ambush here in advance, which is very good, otherwise this life-and-death battle that ended up with grudges and grudges turned into an unscrupulous vendetta, and it would be a bit boring." ”

When Yan Duhe heard this, he snorted disdainfully: "Although Yan is the head of the family, he cares about gains and losses all the year round, but he also does not lose the integrity of a martial artist, and he disdains such means as this, not to mention, if he doesn't take revenge for killing his son, how can he relieve the hatred in his chest, and what happiness is there?"

Mo Qingge smiled slightly, revealing two shallow pear vortices: "In this way, Mo Mou is a little bit of a villain's belly." ”

In the past two months, Mo Qingge has challenged the innate masters from all over the world, using the Jianghu vest of "Mo Qingmad", and the location he chose for the battle is also a sparsely populated place with water.

As the number one force in Qingzhou, the Fuyao Palace recruits disciples very strictly, rather lack than indiscriminate, so far the entire Fuyao Palace is only 3,000 disciples, and the perennial travel abroad is less than 1,000, if it is distributed in more than 300 cities in Qingzhou, more or less, it seems to be a little sparsely populated.

However, in the world, he is not afraid of 10,000, but he is afraid of what if, in case of bad luck and encounters a disciple of Fuyao Palace who is traveling, how should he explain that he should be in the midst of repentance? Therefore, when entering and leaving the downtown area, Mo Qingge will wear a mask, but he doesn't like to hide his head and cover his face like this, so the place of the appointment is a sparsely populated place.

As for why there is water at the place of the battle, it is because Mo Qingge, who was born in Xuanshui Peak, has a qi machine that can be connected to water, and where there is water, there is no need to worry about being ambushed, after all, not everyone is so obedient to the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Yan Duhe laughed and asked, "Yan still has something unclear, please give me a solution." ”

Mo Qingge stroked his hand and smiled: "The head of the Yan family still has any questions, but it doesn't matter, Mo must know everything, otherwise the head of the Yan family will be defeated and killed in a while, and he will be a fool, and he will sue Mo for being stingy when he goes to the Yama Palace." ”

"Your Excellency was born with a pair of sharp teeth and an outstanding tongue. ”

Yan Duhe sneered, and then asked: "Your Excellency first killed Yan's beloved son, and then threw himself into the war and posted it to my mansion, asking me to come here to fight, I don't think I have a grudge against my Yan family, and I want to take revenge, is your move for another reason, or is it purely to provoke Yan, so that Yan has no reason to avoid fighting?"

"The head of the Yan family is too worried. ”

Mo Qingge said solemnly: "What kind of character does Ling Lang have, I think you should know better than me, bullying the people's girls on the street, since such evil things have been bumped into by Mo, if you still turn a blind eye, it is really difficult to have a good conscience, and the only way to do it is to eliminate violence and peace of mind, to calm your own heart, and there is no other intention." ”

Mo Qingge's rhetoric is chiseled, righteous and awe-inspiring, like a chivalrous style of eliminating violence and peace.

"I see, huh...... My son's virtue is wrong, and it is natural to have this karmic retribution, but it is only to blame Yan for spoiling him too much. After being silent for a long time, Yan Duhe sighed, and then said in a cold voice: "The hatred of killing the son is not shared, today Yan will definitely take off your head to pay tribute to my son!"

Mo Qingge laughed, and said lightly: "Use Mo's head to pay tribute to Ling Lang? The joke of the head of the Yan family is not funny at all! Of course, if the head of the Yan family really has that ability, what does it matter if Mo's head is given to you!"

"Why do you need to give it away, I'll take it myself!"

The shouts fell, and the murderous hatred in Yan Duhe's eyes appeared, and his momentum soared in an instant, and he rose several chips higher, like a big sword, with the momentum of dividing the river and breaking the waves.

In an instant, the water in the lake flowed, Mo Qingge's momentum was suddenly cut open by an invisible blade, and his black hair without a bun crown was blown by the wind, shaking like a snake, and the surrounding air flow surged, as if he was in the sword forest of the sword mountain, the sharp edge was extremely uncomfortable.

"The head of the Yan family is really hiding and not revealing it, and dew is killing!"

Mo Qingge said with laughter, and at the same time sighed in his heart, this Yan Duhe can become the head of the family, it is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is in a high position all the year round, and he has cultivated a heart city that is incomparable to ordinary people.

Leaning forward, Yan Duhe followed the gap where Mo Qingge's momentum was broken, and Dengping stepped on the water, and the lotus leaves were torn apart by the vigor along the way, floating in the air, hanging but not falling, the scene was very weird.

Suddenly, with a low shout, Yan Duhe waved his left and right hands forward, in a closed shape, and the lake beside him was pulled by an invisible qi machine, and flew out, turning into two water blades that were long and long, spinning and dancing, slashing towards Mo Qingge.

At the same time, Yan Duhe's luck is in the palms of both hands, gathering palm power, holding but not spitting, ready to go.

The master has made a move, and the life and death of victory and defeat are often seen in the evening, like the scene of the seven days and seven nights of the war in the mouth of the storyteller, but the outsiders do not understand the internal affairs of the door, and they play nonsense and pull calves!

At this moment, Yan Duhe's momentum is flourishing, such as ascending and striking, and his strength is increased by three points, so as to kill Mo Qingge in his palm before the decline of the situation.

"Maybe Mo asked the head of the Yan family to understand a truth today, the battle of life and death is like a chess game, the first move may not win, and the second hand will ...... You won't necessarily lose!"

In the face of the crystal water blade that was enough to cut gold and jade, Mo Qingge's face did not change, he talked and laughed freely, and his hands that were as smooth and clear as jade carvings slowly poked out, crossed left and right, and faced the two water blades.

When the two water blades were close to Mo Qingge's hands, their speed suddenly slowed down, as if they had encountered an invisible force and fell into a quagmire, and they were gradually unable to follow, and it was difficult to move forward in the slightest.

Holding the water blade with both hands, Mo Qingge turned around, and with a flick of his hand, the two water blades suddenly turned back.

Move flowers and jade!

In the way of others, give back to others!