The cold and cold voice sounded faintly in the sword hall, and I saw that there were two more figures in the middle of the hall, a man and a woman, the man was dressed in white, handsome and extraordinary, and the woman was wearing a green shirt, bright and shining.

"Oh, why are you pulling me to fly down!" Zhong Ling broke away from Mo Qingge's hand, and complained with a red face, seeing that everyone's eyes fell on him, he was not afraid, and looked back one by one.

"Dad, it's Mo Gongzi, it's Mo Gongzi!" Looking at the white-clothed young man in the middle of the hall, Fan Xiaoxiao, one of the guests in the east, had beautiful eyes, pulled Fan Chuan's sleeve and shook it gently, and his tone was full of surprise.

"I see, I see, my father is not blind!" Fan Chuan rolled his eyes helplessly, pulled the sleeve robe out of his daughter's hand, and stroked the wrinkled sleeve corners, this is one of his few good belongings, and he can't waste it casually.

Xin Shuangqing looked at the two uninvited guests in front of him, frowned and asked, "Who are you two?

Bending his fist to his lips, Zuo Zimu coughed lightly, stood up, and replied on his behalf, "Senior Sister Xin, this is Mo Qingge Mo Gongzi! Mo Gongzi's martial arts are world-renowned, and his swordsmanship is superb, and after the merger of the East and West Sects, it will be under the command of Mo Gongzi, as for the ...... beside him."

"My name is Zhong Ling, an old man with a long beard. Seeing Zuo Zimu looking at himself, unable to say a name for a long time, Zhong Ling said in a crisp voice with some dissatisfaction.

Stroking his beard, Zuo Zimu smiled awkwardly, but his heart was a little bitter, he originally thought that Mo Qingge was an otherworldly Daoist Sword Immortal, who would have thought that this Daoist Sword Immortal wolf Zi had ambitions to seize his inheritance, and also set a strange prohibition in his body, and under the powerlessness to resist, he had to cooperate with the Xizong with the same root and origin to pull him into the water, fortunately, he also got a lot of benefits, and his heart was a little balanced.

"Senior Brother Zuo is joking? What Mo Gongzi? Hmph, unheard of!" Xin Shuangqing sneered, his heart became more and more angry, thinking that this was Zuo Zimu playing tricks, but he didn't understand his intentions.

Mo Qingge said leisurely: "Unheard of, that can only mean that you are lonely and unheard, but the name Mo Qingge will definitely make you remember it for the rest of your life in the future." ”

Xin Shuangqing was furious when he heard this, and thought: A little-known kid dares to speak disrespectfully to me, if I don't punish one or two today, what face do I Xin Shuangqing have to stand on the rivers and lakes?

Besides, didn't Zuo Zimu say that his martial arts are world-famous and his swordsmanship is superb? I just used him to frustrate Zuo Zimu's edge, and see if he still has the face to mention the merger of the East and West again!

With a soft groan, Xin Shuangqing held the sword in his hand, pointed at Mo Qingge with the tip of the sword, and sneered: "When I walked the rivers and lakes, I was afraid that you kid had not yet been born, and now An dares to go crazy in front of me? ”

Xin Shuangqing saw that although Mo Qingge was handsome, there was still a bit of childishness between his eyebrows, at most, he was only in his twenties, so he already had a little contempt in his heart, after all, there are not so many South Murong and North Qiao Feng on the rivers and lakes!

As soon as he spoke, the person had already shot out like an arrow from the string, the cold light on the sword flowed, the "buzzing" sounded softly, the tip of the sword shook endlessly, and the strength was continuous, covering Mo Qingge's whole body, everywhere to the acupoints.

This sword is called "the mountain is high and the clouds are deep", it is an extremely powerful killing move in the swordsmanship of the immeasurable sword school, the high mountain is real, the floating clouds are virtual, pay attention to the real is virtual, the virtual is real, because of the person and change, transform the virtual and real, and defeat the enemy.

All of them were well-known people in Yunnan martial arts, and after seeing this sword, they couldn't help but applaud loudly, and they asked themselves if they were to change places with the young man in white, and they were not much sure that they would be able to take this sword.

Zuo Zimu swept the people in the hall with cold eyes, did not say a word, and sneered.

On the other hand, Xin Shuangqing regretted it after using this trick "the mountains are high and the clouds are deep", in her eyes, the white-clothed young man standing with his hands open wide open, seemingly flawed, everywhere, but these flaws are full of a strange feeling that she has nowhere to start, this feeling is very terrible, once it is born, it is like a seed taking root in the bottom of the heart, and it can no longer be pulled out.

With a soft snort, Xin Shuangqing forcibly suppressed the chaotic distractions in his heart, and in the puzzled eyes of everyone, he dissolved the subtle changes in the transformation of virtual and real, and instead stabbed towards Mo Qingge with a move "White Rainbow Through the Sun".

It's simple, so it doesn't change!

Mo Qingge smiled faintly without being surprised, his big sleeves were swollen and bulging, like a strong wind, and he flicked the oncoming long sword lightly without dodging or dodging.

"Ding!"

A trembling sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded, and I saw the long sword in Xin Shuangqing's hand bent like a bow, supporting an arc like a half moon, at this moment, Xin Shuangqing felt that what he stabbed was not the soft sleeves of his robe, but a mountain that was stronger than gold and iron.

Shocked, Xin Shuangqing was about to change his tricks again, but suddenly found that the other party's supreme strength attached to the sleeves of the robe suddenly turned into the softest power, the sleeves of the robe rolled like undulating waves, and the layers of dense energy surged to her through the long sword.

Xin Shuangqing was struck by lightning and lightning, the long sword couldn't hold it, he took off his hand in an instant, and his body staggered back with a huge tremble, "clang", and fell on the chair he was sitting on before.

The long sword that came out of his hand swirled and flew in the air for a few turns, and then plunged into the ground in front of Xin Shuangqing.

Xin Shuangqing, who was forced to retreat by a move, and felt that he had lost face in front of many martial arts colleagues, his mind was hot, and he stood up on the ground, and he was about to draw his sword and fight again.

The hall suddenly fell silent, falling into a deathly silent atmosphere, and everyone looked at each other, all of them seeing a look of shock and horror in each other's eyes.

Between the sleeves, Xin Shuangqing was forced to retreat enough to show his clever methods, but it was far less shocking than the shocking world that shocked the fine iron long sword into gravel, and everyone here was old in the rivers and lakes, but they had never seen such a magic skill!

"Brother Mo, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, that sword was shattered by your fluttering flick!" Zhong Ling blinked, eating and eating, just now she saw Xin Shuangqing stabbing with a sword, the momentum was fierce, and she almost couldn't help but take out the lightning marten that she had thought about in her skin bag, and let it come out to make meritorious contributions.

Seeing her cute appearance with a shocked face, Mo Qingge couldn't help but smile and said, "Didn't you ask me, otherwise I would have told you a long time ago...... How about it? You won't lose a handful of melon seeds to me as a friend, right? In the future, if the rivers and lakes are in trouble, you can come to me. ”

"My father and mother are also very powerful, so I don't need to look for you!" Zhong Ling pouted and hummed, but the more he went to the back, the weaker he became, and he seemed a little lacking in confidence.

Mo Qingge smiled faintly, then turned his head to look at Xin Shuangqing, and said, "Can Master Xin think about it?"

Xin Shuangqing's hands were clenched, his knuckles were white, his eyes were about to breathe fire, he looked directly at Mo Qingge, gritted his teeth a little unwillingly, and said, "What if I don't agree to the merger of the two cases?"

"What about it? Heh, then change the head of Xizong to be a little more obedient. Mo Qingge said lightly, his expression calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Xin Shuangqing's face turned pale in an instant, like a pool of cold water poured on his head, looking around at the disciples on the left and right, seeing that they were staring at him, as if waiting for her to make an idea, Xin Shuangqing couldn't help but be silent for a moment, and then sighed as if he had exhausted all his strength, and said in a sad tone: "I agree to the merger of the two sects of the east and west, and I will look forward to the prince in the future." ”

Now she no longer thinks that Zuo Zimu is playing tricks, after all, with Mo Qingge's martial arts, it is not something that Zuo Zimu can call.

Mo Qingge smiled slightly, and at this moment, a person suddenly ran in from outside the door, the person's voice was weak, and he shouted again and again: "Shennong...... Shennong Gang. ”

When he had finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother Rong!" Zuo Zimu, who was originally there with the old god, changed his complexion, quickly stepped forward, turned the person over, and saw that Senior Brother Rong Ziju's eyes were wide open, his face was full of resentment, and he was silent.

Rong Ziju did not have a hidden disease, naturally it was impossible to die violently for no reason, Zuo Zimu immediately knew that his junior brother had been incurably injured before he came back, and hurriedly went to check his shirt, and as soon as the clothes were untied, he saw eight black words written on his chest: Shennong Gang Destroy Boundless Sword!

These eight black characters are deeply rooted in the texture, neither written with ink pens nor carved with sharp objects, but are actually written by highly toxic drugs, corroded and sunk deep into the skin.

When everyone saw these eight black words, they all exclaimed in surprise, and they all focused their eyes on Mo Qingge, now everyone knows that the Infinite Sword Sect is controlled by this white-clothed young man with strong martial arts, and the Shennong Gang's move is undoubtedly a provocation and a slap in the face, and it will not stop dying.

Everyone present had seen Mo Qingge's superb methods, and they couldn't help but mourn for the Shennong Gang for three seconds.

Mo Qingge's gaze retracted from the eight black characters, and said lightly: "Let's go, let's go meet this Shennong Gang!" Speaking of which, I am also very interested in something on Sikong Xuan's body!"

Zhong Lingxiu raised his eyebrows and said strangely: "What is it?"

Mo Qingge said word by word: "Life, death!"

eg. There is a pre-job training tonight, and the third is estimated to be after the early morning.