Fu Mo Mountain's night attack plan tonight can be described as flawless, such a cold snowy night secretly crossing Chen Cang can definitely hit the famous Sword Mountain Villa by surprise, can make that Zhuang advocate Rui Heng to give up his wife and daughter, at least in Lei Wenwei's heart, but this green shirt boy has become an unexpected unexpected, he initially thought that he was a fledgling donkey genius martial arts cultivator, and did not take it to heart, but seeing that this young man defeated his two cultivators in one fell swoop, each stroke was neat, then he realized that something was wrong, and at the same time he was angry and annoyed in his heart, there was more jealousy without a trace。 Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lei Wenwei knew that if he didn't solve the young man who was blocking the way, he was afraid that he would not be able to get through, so he was extremely angry in his heart, and said coldly: "Then Lao Tzu came to let you know that this river and lake is not something that everyone can walk sideways!"

Li Molan smiled gently, and did not say much, in his opinion, as long as he won the lord of Fumo Mountain neatly, he would definitely be able to make everyone retreat, and then he would be able to repay the kindness of the famous Sword Villa, and the two would not owe each other, and he could go chic, as for the trouble of Fumo Mountain in the future, it would have nothing to do with him, there is no right or wrong in the grievances and hatreds of the rivers and lakes, and it is not a simple way to see injustice and draw a knife to help each other can be explained, as the saying goes, it is difficult for a clean official to decide family affairs, although Li Molan is willing to help others, but he is also unwilling to participate in the intertwined disputes, and has become a blade that can be used in the hands of others。

Lei Wenwei looked at the young man in the green shirt in front of him with a relaxed expression, always looking unfathomable, beating a drum in his heart, and did not dare to relax in the slightest, but after all, he was a tyrant in the rivers and lakes near Pinghu City, and he was still a rare master of the three middle realms, and he was famous in Gusai Prefecture, so he naturally would not be afraid, holding a long sword in his hand that could not see what material but the sword light was like water, and strode over.

The sword in his hand was raised upward, and the sword momentum rose with it, and the sword intent in the air gradually became thicker, making people unable to breathe freely.

Lei Wenwei is always dignified, the pace is not fast, but every step of the fall has a heavy sword momentum, such as Mount Tai pressing the top, if an ordinary cultivator is facing the heavy sword momentum, he is afraid that he will not be able to support it, he will deign to kneel, but such a strong sword momentum has never been able to make the green shirt boy frown, which is enough to shock the world.

The people behind them hurriedly retreated, they had already found that those sword intents had actually spread to their side, in order to prevent being accidentally injured by their own mountain master, dozens of people hurriedly retreated, even Fang Wendong, who did not have the Crazy Dragon Sword in his hand but the realm was still the realm after enlightenment, did not dare to hold it up.

"The mountain lord can't even control his sword intent, could it be said that he has gone all out to this point?" said Wei Zhuang with a pale face.

Some of the few guests on the side said heavily: "I'm afraid this person is not an ordinary first-class martial artist, otherwise how could he let the owner of the village come up so seriously?" I'm afraid that Zhang Ruiheng invited a master from somewhere, but fortunately, he dared to come here to intercept and kill us, and the mountain owner personally took action, even if this person has some ability, if there is no Zhang Ruiheng to help, it will be difficult to become a climate alone. ”

The rest of the people were originally a little worried in their hearts, but when they heard this analysis, they also nodded in agreement, feeling that it was very reasonable.

However, Lei Wenwei does not think so.

The green-shirted boy in front of him stood in place, as if his body was full of flaws, and he didn't even have the strength to parry his sword, but the more he was like this, the more panicked Lei Wenwei became.

Is it really a master? can he be taller than my Demon Mountain Lord Lei Wenwei?

A few faint touches of earthy yellow appeared in the air on a snowy night, and those sword intents had been accumulated to a realm, if the sword fell, it was Mount Tai that contained the power of a thousand jun to press the top, and the sword momentum was like a mountain peak falling, even the masters of the three realms had to avoid its edge, and no one could guarantee that they could take it.

How can you take it down, a young man? Even if you started practicing in your mother's womb, there is no reason why you can take it now!

Lei Wenwei shouted violently in his mouth, his momentum was amazing, this shouting was not so much to increase his momentum, but to just want to play a terrifying role, but it was a pity that Li Molan's expression was as usual, not moving at all, and he watched the amazing sword slash down with an expressionless face.

It was like a mountain peak falling, and the snow within a radius of 100 meters was inexplicably depressed, as if carrying some indescribable weight.

Li Molan faced this sword, and his gaze fell on a certain point in the void.

Although it is purely in terms of kendo, Li Molan's three years of diligence in the depths of the mountains are somewhat suspected of being fueled by dry wine and poetry, but he is definitely one of the best kendo masters of the younger generation, although he may not be as good as a kendo genius like Beihai Sword Idiot, it is only because of the gap in the years of cultivation.

Lei Wenwei thought that this sword was already the pinnacle of the sword, but in Li Molan's eyes, the technique was still too immature, the sword intent was still too upright, and the flaws in the sword momentum were even more undisguised in front of him.

The sword momentum is constructed by the aura of the cultivator, like a small world, which is the realm where the sword is located.

If there is a flaw, then you can concentrate on one point to smash it, and the entire sword momentum will not be attacked, the sword intent will naturally collapse, and the power will no longer exist.

Li Molan stretched out her palm, and her slender white index finger tapped lightly in the air.

Tap on a certain point.

Tsing Yi retreated with a sword.

Lei Wenwei's face turned pale, almost spitting out blood, the sword in his hand could barely be clenched, and the whole person went from striding meteor to stopping in place, as if blocked by an invisible wall.

The sword momentum in the air suddenly split, those earthy yellow lights also disappeared, the pressure in the moonlit night suddenly relaxed, and the people in the distance also noticed some changes, some people couldn't see the doorway, and some people such as Fang Wendong, who was only separated by a line from the three realms, could see one or two, and their hearts were cold, thinking who this son was?

Lei Wenwei's hand holding the sword fell weakly, his qi collapsed like a river bursting its embankment, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took two steps back before standing still, and then looked up at the young man in green shirt with a relaxed face, clenched his fists and said bitterly: "Childe has such strength, why don't you report the name directly, I will naturally retreat from the Demon Mountain, why bother so much, is it deliberately to humiliate us?"

Li Molan was slightly stunned, and explained with a wry smile: "My name is indeed Li Molan, this is not a fake name, and this river and lake ...... I'm just a newcomer, so I'm really not famous, and I'm not deliberately playing with you. Of course, maybe after a while, my name will spread a little bit of fame, and I didn't deceive you. ”

Lei Wenwei gritted his teeth, kept the resentment in his heart, looked at Li Molan and said: "Childe is a master who has just entered the WTO? That makes sense, it is really a sight and no beads in Fumo Mountain...... Since Childe wants to keep the name of Sword Villa, then let's go. ”

Li Molan said quietly: "Don't come to trouble the Famous Sword Villa again, I don't want to care about the bad things between these forces, but the Famous Sword Villa is kind to me after all, you should understand this meaning, I have mercy on your subordinates, you don't want me to be unhappy." ”

Lei Wenwei was angry and sad in his heart, and he still agreed verbally, and then left quickly with those stunned people from Fumo Mountain. (To be continued.) )