Less than a quarter of an hour before his son was deposed, a large number of guards had already appeared outside the inn.

These guards were all junior disciples of the Zixuan Sect, and each of them carried a giant sword on their backs, looking extremely domineering.

The city lord is a middle-aged man, he is the foreign affairs deacon of the Zixuan Sect, and he is in charge of the trading capital.

"Search!"

The guards all rushed in, and the frightened innkeeper trembled, and after a while, the guards came out again.

"My lord, the prisoner has escaped!"

The city lord's face was distorted, and he shouted: "Bring all the people from the post station back, and those who resist will not be killed!"

As a result, all the people at the post station were arrested and returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, a team of guards came in a hurry and said, "My lord, the prisoner is in Xicheng District!"

After Mo Wuxian abolished the city lord's son, he left the post station.

There were many people from the Martial Arts Empire in the trading capital, and he found a shop in Xicheng District.

Before leaving the Martial Arts Empire, Mo Xie had told him about the contact information of the spies who had been planted in the Spirit Kingdom, as well as the network of the branches. This is also Mo Xie is afraid that he is in danger, so if there is a problem, he will let the spies send him back!

Mo Wuxie's appearance made the spies' eyes light up.

"Is Childe going to buy silk or weapons?" asked the shopkeeper.

Mo Wuxian smiled and said: "I don't buy silk or weapons, I buy angelica!"

This is a code word connected to the spies, and the shopkeeper's eyes lit up again, and he said, "Childe, please follow me to the backyard to choose Angelica!"

Mo Wuxian followed the shopkeeper to the backyard, and the shopkeeper immediately knelt down and said respectfully: "Subordinates meet the young master!"

Mo Wuxian didn't talk too much nonsense with him, and said, "You immediately have people send this secret letter back to the empire and put it in the hands of my father!"

He handed out a letter, this letter was a record of his speculation about the military operations of the Spirit Kingdom! The shopkeeper respectfully accepted it, Mo Wuxian left, and the shopkeeper immediately asked people to send the letter, without any delay!

Secret agents are not able to grasp all the movements of the Spirit Kingdom, especially secret military operations, even if many tribes are kept in the dark, naturally, secret agents cannot find out. If it weren't for Mo Wuxie's chance encounters along the way and his wisdom speculation, he might not have been able to get this amazing information.

The reason why he did this was because he knew that if he didn't solve this matter quickly, he might not have a chance. Because the so-called city lord will not let him go!

No, less than 100 meters after he walked out of the store, a large group of people came to him, and the person who took the lead was dressed in purple, and his whole body exuded a cold light, this person was the city lord!

The city lord and Mo Wuxian have met. The sword intent emanating from Mo Wuxie's body all the time moved the city lord, and he suddenly found that he had no bottom in his heart. But thinking that this was his world, and with the support of the Zixuan Sect behind him, he was a little bolder.

"Kill!" the city lord waved his hand, and a hundred guards rushed towards Mo Wuxie.

Looking at the giant sword in their hands, Mo Wuxian didn't take it to heart. Being able to come to the trading capital to manage law and order is enough to show how low their status is in the Zixuan Sect, and their strength is naturally very pitiful.

Mo Wuxian smiled coldly, the Ning Bi Sword appeared, and a sword slashed down in front of him, and in an instant, an astonishing sword qi turned into a wave of qi and bombarded down!

With a bang, the sword qi exploded in the middle of the two rows of guards, and the sword qi suddenly rushed to both sides, and the guards hit the buildings on both sides like residual leaves in the wind......

The sword qi was agitated, and the buildings on both sides of the street were destroyed and decayed, and they were all in ruins, mixed with the corpses of the guards, and rolled into the distance!

A sword, clarifying Yuyu.

He was fifty meters away from the city lord, looking at each other. Between them, there was only a deep ravine, and the rocky ground was like papier-mâché!

The city lord's face suddenly turned purple, and he clenched the giant sword in his hand!

"Who are you?" the lord of the castle endured.

Mo Wuxian smiled and said, "The person you've been looking for!"

The city lord's face changed drastically, and he said, "You are Mo Wuxie, who slaughtered the Danchen Pavilion and killed my brother and nephew?"

Mo Wuxian didn't care, and said: "If the son-in-law of the Tuoba clan is your nephew, then this is not the slightest thing, I killed it!

At this time, many people gathered around to look at the two of them, naturally, most of them were watching the excitement to see what cattle dared to cause trouble in the trading capital!

The city lord was very conflicted in his heart, his brother and nephew were all cultivators of the Martial Saint, and if they were not defeated by Mo Wuxie, then he himself was not Mo Wuxie's opponent.

However, if he doesn't take measures in front of everyone, then the trading capital will lose its honor, and the Zixuan Sect will become the laughing stock of others!

He weighed the pros and cons, but he still didn't make a move in the end, because he was waiting.

Every other month, the Zixuan Sect will come to transport some people to transport daily necessities up the mountain, and the strength of the people who come every time is not bad. And today, the last day of the month, he waited for their Zixuan Sect master to arrive in time to solve his problems!

Mo Wuxian seemed to see his jealousy, and said with a smile: "If I can kill your brother and nephew, it will be easy to kill you! If it were me, I would rather go back to the sect and ask for help!"

At this moment, Mo Wuxian suddenly frowned and looked at the Senran Mountains in the distance in horror.

That is the mountain gate of the Zixuan Sect. On this road, he sensed several powerful auras, everyone was a Martial Saint, and even a Martial Emperor!

Five miles away from the trading capital, a group of thirty people walked towards the trading capital, and the energy fluctuations of Mo Wuxie's sword were suddenly noticed by some masters. As a result, the six martial saints immediately turned into six blue rays and flew away. At the same time as Lan Mang flew away, a person suddenly looked at the trading capital, revealing interest: "The realm of Emperor Wu, such a powerful strength, interesting and interesting!"

With that, the person seemed to suddenly disappear in place.

Mo Wuxian showed a solemn expression, knowing that Dao couldn't wait any longer. Killing one reduces one threat.

He pointed out with a sword, and the man and the sword had already reached the front of the city lord, and the tip of the sword pierced his throat!

The city lord naturally sensed the arrival of his fellow gate, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but he never thought that Mo Wuxie's sudden attack would make him frightened and inexplicable. This sword, in particular, made him feel that it was difficult to resist.

He could perceive that this sword, seemingly simple, seemed to cross the distance of space, giving him the illusion that he had no time to defend.

This is the sword intent that Mo Wuxian realized after the battle with the city lord's brother and nephew. This sword intent is one of the mysteries of the chapter of returning to the ruins in the Wanyue Sword Technique.

He saw that Mo Yan had used this trick when he was in Danchen Pavilion, and he had been studying it, but he had been lawless, tangible and unintentional, and he didn't expect to realize it in which battle!

A sword stabbed out, he could clearly sense it, it seemed that the sword intent of this sword contained the laws of nature, he blended into the wind, the wind was everywhere, seamless and did not drill, this sword was used, so that he had this subtle telepathy!

The city lord's face changed drastically, and he felt the coldness of his blood, and he trembled.

He stepped on the ground and retreated rapidly, and at the same time, the giant sword was blocked in front of him, as thick as a mountain!

The blue light on the Juque Sword flowed like ripples of water, and the tip of Mo Wuxie's Ning Bi Sword was dotted on it.

Suddenly, his wrist turned, and the Ning Bi Sword changed direction, wrapping around the blade of the Juque Sword, and then with a forceful pull, the Juque Sword deviated from the city lord's chest, and in an instant, the empty door was revealed.

Lu!

The tip of the sword pierced into his chest, and Mo Wuxian retreated like lightning and stood still!

The city lord's giant sword slammed into the ground, and his gaze began to wander, revealing a look of despair.

Until now, he hadn't seen the terrifying mood contained in that sword. It can be said that he was killed in one move in seconds!