The young swordsman beside the mountain lord of Fumo Mountain had a calm expression, and there was a touch of imperceptible arrogance in the depths, although he had reined in his daily life, but when facing these ordinary forces of the rivers and lakes that were just ants and rats to her, he couldn't help but despise them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

White Bird Sword Liu Wenyang is a well-known swordsman in Gusai Prefecture, and is also one of the top ten super masters, over the years there has been controversy over whether he is in the eighth or ninth place in the martial arts commentary, but it is enough to show his strength, although the appearance of young and dignified seems to be only twenty-seven or eight, but Liu Wenyang has been practicing for almost twenty years, and now his real age is actually close to forty, but most of the cultivators seem to be younger, and the cultivation is already long-lived, and the age cannot be inferred just by looking at the appearance, and a teenager who seems to be seventeen or eighteen years old may be much older than those down-and-out middle-aged people。

From the county town in the south of Gusai Prefecture all the way north, it was because of a letter from his sister, originally with Liu Wenyang's arrogance was unwilling to deal with those small forces that did not enter the stream, but he couldn't stand the pleading in his sister's letter, or softened his ears, he wandered the world for many years, his parents died early, the only concern was his own sister, no one can wronged her, she wants to pick the stars and the moon, he Liu Wenyang will try his best to get her, not to mention just to deal with a force in the rivers and lakes that does not enter the stream, Mingjian Villa is first-class in the area of Pinghu City, but in his eyes, it is no different from the last stream, it is not worth mentioning at all, this is not a trivial matterAs for the thousands of miles from the southern county town to the northern part of Gusai Prefecture, which is thousands of miles away, it is nothing at all.

Raising his hand to signal his brother-in-law to be quiet, Liu Wenyang took a step forward and stood at the forefront of the group of people in Fumo Mountain, with an indifferent expression and a bit of arrogance.

"You are the owner of the Famous Sword Villa?" Liu Wenyang said expressionlessly.

Zhang Ruiheng politely agreed.

"Let the young man in the green shirt come out. Liu Wenyang didn't intend to talk nonsense, he went straight to the point, I heard that as long as he won the young first-class martial artist called Li Molan, he could solve this matter, and he didn't want to waste time, he was not at the same level, so he was naturally too lazy to say.

Zhang Ruiheng said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Li Gongzi is not here for the time being, and I ask Liu Gongzi to wait for a while." ”

Liu Wenyang asked, "How long are you going to make me wait?"

As he spoke, he stroked the famous sword white bird on his waist.

The White Bird Sword is slender and long like a thorn, like a slender white iron drill, it looks full of vicious taste like snake fangs, and his swordsmanship and sword intent also happen to match each other, Liu Wenyang used to be an assassin in the early years, and became a minions under the command of some tycoons, but later when his strength was enough, he disdained it, and with his strength, no force dared to treat him with courtesy, and now this White Bird Sword has not seen blood for a long time, not to mention Liu Wenyang, it is the fierce sword itself that is hungry and thirsty, almost ready to move。

Liu Wenyang's sword-stroking action was full of threats and murderous intentions, and the face of the Famous Sword Villa turned ugly almost at the same time, Zhang Hengrui was about to say something, but Liu Wenyang was too lazy to wait.

Kill all of your famous Sword Villa, I don't believe that the shrunken turtle will not dare to show its face!

Liu Wenyang's eyes were indifferent, the white bird sword in one hand was not unsheathed, but the majestic aura around him suddenly changed, and a cold current that was frozen through the heart surged from everyone's backs, and several people from the Famous Sword Villa almost stood unsteadily and fell, and the rest of them were also pale and bloodless, and they didn't dare to look directly at Liu Wenyang's gaze.

"There are a lot of people, I kill slowly, I can always wait. Liu Wenyang smiled cruelly.

Zhang Ruiheng gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone is ready to meet the enemy!"

How to meet the enemy? The masters in the Famous Sword Villa looked at each other, no one knew what to do, in front of the White Bird Sword, their resistance could really be useful?

Liu Wenyang did not use a sword, but slapped a palm forward casually.

A palm came out, condensing a white void palm in the air, the palm is not an entity, but it is more terrifying than the entity, almost all the aura within a radius of five hundred meters is absorbed as if it is in a bottomless pit, and the white palm contains a majestic qi machine that makes people smell and change color, so that Zhang Ruiheng's pupils contract, and he secretly thought in his heart.

If this palm is implemented, not to mention the people of the Famous Sword Villa behind him, even Zhang Ruiheng of the Three Initial Realms will never have the possibility of survival! This palm alone is enough for Liu Wenyang to slap all the resistance of the Famous Sword Villa!

The white palm was a person high, roaring, and the snow was lined up to the left and right, leaving a wide ravine on the ground, the weather was amazing, and even the people of Fumo Mountain behind him were surprised, and Lei Wenwei, the owner of Fumo Mountain, couldn't hide his surprise, he couldn't imagine that his brother-in-law was so terrifying!

"Stop. A bland voice came from the Pinghu forest.

At the same time, Liu Wenyang's heart jumped, and an incomparably powerful sword intent came with the wind, and he actually smashed one of his palms.

The white palm suddenly dissipated, which surprised everyone present, and most people thought that it was the White Bird Sword Liu Wenyang who dispersed by himself, but only Liu Wenyang himself understood that there was a rare and powerful sword intent in those two words just now, which actually made him unable to use his divine soul to control the palm just now, and could only forcibly disappear.

In front of everyone's eyes, in the forest, there was a handsome man in a green shirt riding on the back of an old green ox, walking out of the forest very leisurely, carrying a long sword in the sandalwood scabbard at his waist.

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"Miss, look, he's coming!" On the wooden tower on the Famous Sword Villa, Shui Zhu shouted in surprise, and the rest of the maids and the eldest lady Zhang Xiaoping all looked intently, and sure enough, they saw the familiar Tsing Yi.

"I'll just say, he'll definitely come back!" Zhang Xiaoping said beautifully, and the rest of the maids all showed joy regardless of whether they had expectations for Li Molan or not, although it was a bit fantastical to deal with Liu Wenyang, a super master of the Dragon Eye Realm, with Li Gongzi's kung fu, but now he was their only expectation, even if it was just a slight possibility, they were willing to look forward to it.

"Come on, Childe. Shui Zhu muttered.

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Li Molan came on a bull, extremely leisurely, incompatible with the tense atmosphere here, but it made people feel unfathomable, reminiscent of the snowy night a few days ago by him to teach him a lesson, the mountain lord of Fumo Mountain, Lei Wenwei, and his subordinates all showed a trace of fear, but they were quickly covered up by the bluff.

"Are you looking for death, this time you will not come back!"

Liu Wenyang did not despise this boy in a green shirt who rode a bull and carried a sword, although his behavior was strange and he was not like a normal person at a young age, but it just conformed to the image of some out-of-the-world masters in the rumors, plus the shout just now, the tone was not shocked, but there was a sword intent that made him frightened, which made Liu Wenyang's gaze extremely dignified.

"Are you the boy in the green shirt?" Liu Wenyang said calmly, without showing contempt or excessive nervousness, no one could see what he was thinking.

"In Xia Li Molan, you are the famous White Bird Sword Liu Wenyang, right? Li Molan chuckled, also looking at him.

After all, Liu Wenyang, the white bird sword, is a famous swordsman in Gusai Prefecture, and he is well-known in the entire Dongyu rivers and lakes, so he naturally has to look at it differently, and after taking a closer look, he found that this young man's strength is indeed not weak, and the edge of his sword intent is as cold as a poisonous snake hidden in the damp darkness.

Just a face, the threat level that Liu Wenyang gave him is not low, Li Molan estimates that the level of this Liu Wenyang is probably similar to the challenger Huang Zitao and others he met at the Heavenly Tomb Sacrifice Conference, they are all kendo masters of the Dragon's Eye Realm, and their strength should not be underestimated, but they have never been able to let the kendo reach the ultimate realm, probably because the sword went sideways in the early years, so there are many flaws in the kendo.

If it was Li Molan in a complete state, he could naturally defeat him easily, but now he can't exert his full strength, and in order not to fall into hidden dangers in the future, it is best for him to solve it with less effort, which makes him a little depressed. (To be continued.) )