The Fire Phoenix frowned slightly, and reminded: "Innocent, I feel that the Sword Pavilion has the aura of the ancients, and there are countless strong people, I think we have to be careful!"

Mo Wuxian smiled and said: "It's okay, no matter what kind of strength we have now, in front of the Sword Pavilion, we can't fight at all, now, we can only hope to see Qinghe!

At this moment, a group of people gathered around, and the leader was the young man who had been taught a lesson by Mo Wuxian Mountain.

In front of him was an old man, who looked somewhat similar to the young man.

"Dad, it's this bastard, you have to call the shots for me!"

The old man glanced at his son lightly, knowing that he was bitter in his heart. The people who can enter this room are all guests with some status, even if they are not people from the Ancient Sword Pavilion, they are not ordinary people who can afford to offend.

And they are just the disciples of the Sword Pavilion guarding the mountain. Even if the old man himself is a disciple of Xuanyuan Ren. He could see that Xuanyuan Ren treated the two people in front of him very well, and if he suddenly made a difficulty, he would definitely not be able to explain.

"Dad, what are you waiting for?

His son said dissatisfied.

At this time, there were gradually more and more onlookers, and the water around Mo Wuxie's guest room was impassable, and some even whispered about it, which was nothing more than that his son was bullied, and Lao Tzu was going out of the mountain.

At this time, if the old man didn't give some explanation, the father and son might not be able to raise their heads in the Sword Pavilion anymore.

The words of people are terrible, and they are not false at all.

The old man's gaze suddenly became a little colder, and he said, "You hurt my son, now give you a chance to apologize to him, and this matter is over!"

"Dad, I'm going to clean him up, not to ask him to apologize!" his son was anxious to clean up the hateful guy in front of him.

"Bastard, shut up Lao Tzu!" the old man shouted, and his son's face suddenly turned red and he stopped talking.

Mo Wuxian watched coldly, with his wisdom, it was not difficult to analyze that the old man did not dare to offend himself, seeing the old man looking at himself again, he said with a smile: "I don't seem to have any grievances with Ling Gongzi, I think this apology is a bit far-fetched!"

The old man said, "Since you say so, have you injured my son?"

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said unceremoniously: "I didn't hurt your son, but me, who was injured by his sword qi, I think it should be you who apologize." I respect the Ancient Sword Pavilion, but I won't compromise because of some people's strength, this senior, please understand!"

The old man's face jumped slightly, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "Since this is the case, I can only let the master judge!"

After speaking, the old man was about to go out as soon as he flicked his sleeves, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

However, some people like to be lively, and they also like to stir up trouble. One person sneered: "Father and son soldiers in battle, I don't think that's it!"

As soon as his words came out, they immediately caused laughter.

The old man couldn't stand it anymore, so he paused, turned around, looked at Mo Wuxie, and said coldly: "Master doesn't know when Lu Dao will return, I think, let's solve it privately!

Mo Wuxian originally thought that the Ancient Divine Sword Pavilion was really a place outside the world, although he might be arrogant, but the human heart might be a little simpler, at this time, he couldn't help but shake his head, the Ancient Divine Sword Pavilion was no different from the world, especially these faces, which made him unhappy to look at.

To be honest, he didn't want to cause more trouble, and he didn't want to teach the old man a lesson, but the old man had already issued a challenge. He pondered for a while, and then agreed to the old man's request.

The old man smiled slightly, and he didn't look so evil. said: "In that case, let's have a discussion!"

After saying that, he should go first.

On this flat ground, there are at least more than 200 stone chamber buildings, which are enclosed on both sides, and a wide field is exposed in the middle.

Mo Wuxian stood in the middle of the clearing, stared at the old man, and said, "Please be merciful to your seniors!"

The old man nodded and said, "Childe is polite!"

After speaking, the old man's long sword was as red as red, and he bullied in front of Mo Wuxian.

Mo Wuxian was already familiar with this move, and he stepped on the yin and yang steps without hurry, and it was a little elegant, no matter how brilliant the old man's sword was, it just couldn't touch the corners of his clothes.

From beginning to end, he didn't use his sword, which was enough to see the gap between the two.

The old man suddenly put away his sword and stood up, sighed, and said, "Childe, I admit that I am not your opponent, I lost!"

Mo Wuxian was slightly stunned, this old man's personality made him appreciate it very much, and said, "It's not that you lost, but that I have a very effective understanding of your Ancient Divine Sword Pavilion's swordsmanship, and I can just deal with it easily." ”

The old man smiled and said, "The defeat of the child in your hands can be regarded as self-inflicted humiliation!

After speaking, the old man grabbed it and was still trying to make Mo Wuxie's ugly son leave.

At this moment, Mo Wuxian suddenly looked at the sky above Lu.

I saw three rays of light suddenly descend from a height of 100 meters. His eyes were like electricity, and he immediately knew that something was wrong, these three people were the three brothers of Xuanyuan Dory!

The people above had already noticed the excitement here, and Xuanyuan Duoli had already seen Mo Wuxie, and after Mo Wuxian defeated the old man, he deliberately came down, and the purpose was self-evident!

As the three rays of light fell, the people in the square who had not dispersed suddenly gathered again.

Xuanyuan can thief smiled: "Yo, isn't this Mo Wuxie? What? Are you throwing yourself into the net, or are you here to send you to death?"

Mo Wuxian ignored him at all, and instead walked to his room.

Xuanyuan Neng continued to sneer: "Yo, when you were in the Zixuan Sect, weren't you a powerful man, and everyone who played tricks went around? Why did you wilt at this time? Do you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

Mo Wuxian paused slightly, but still walked into the guest room.

Xuanyuan sneered: "It's really rubbish, it seems that you can only rely on women to do things!"

His words made Mo Wuxian's footsteps into the guest room suddenly froze, and then he retracted his feet and turned to look at Xuanyuan Buping, his eyes became cold, and the whole person was like a sharp sword with killing intent in an instant.

"Who do you say does things by women?"

Xuanyuan was originally shocked, but thinking that the third brother and eldest brother were still supporting, he was no longer afraid, and his tone was even more bitter, and said: "You found a slut to pretend to be our senior sister Wanyi, even pretending to be with us to come to Zixuan Sect to do business, but let us become your use of tools, do you say that you eat soft rice?

Mo Wuxie's scar is Qu Yuan, who was lifted by him at this time, and his anger rose from his heart, and his murderous intent had risen.

He slowly drew his sword, pointed at Xuanyuan Buping, and said coldly: "Do you want to go it alone, or do you want the three brothers to go together?"

At this moment, a cold killing intent erupted from him, and a storm blew like a substance, encircling the three brothers. And these three brothers didn't expect Mo Wuxian to be so powerful, making them feel cold, like falling into an ice cellar.