Xian Yutong's face changed.

A sword, a sword!

He is the head of Huashan, and he can't compete with the sword of a disciple of three generations?!

Quiescence! Quiescence!

In the entire Zhenwu Square, there was silence for a while!

Everyone was dumbfounded, obviously unable to believe the scene in front of them!

This is the head of a big faction in charge, a first-class master who has been famous for decades, and he can't compete with a third-generation disciple of Wudang? !

It is everyone under the Wudang faction, except for Zhang Sanfeng, even if the Seven Heroes see Mo Li's strong internal strength, now they are still a little shocked when they see Mo Li's sword defeat.

"This ...... Li'er's swordsmanship......"

Yin Liting's expression was complicated, among the seven heroes, he had the best kendo talent, but Mo Li's sword was even stronger than him!

"Leaving the ......"

Song Yuanqiao stroked his long beard and glanced at Zhang Cuishan, but his eyes revealed extremely complex emotions, both satisfied and worried.

Xian Yutong looked at the long hair that was flying, and a great sense of shame immediately came to his heart, his face was blue and red, and he wanted to have a seizure, but thinking of the demeanor of that sword, he didn't have the courage to challenge again.

That sword was so amazing that if it weren't for the mercy of the other party's men, he would have lost his life by now.

Ask yourself, even if he is prepared, he may not be able to take this sword!

This Xiaodao Chang is young, and he is a first-class master who is not inferior to him, and his swordsmanship is so clever that he is afraid that there are few people in the martial arts!

Looking at the cold eyebrows of the young man in front of him, Xian Yutong lost the heart to shoot again for a while!

But the old Jianghu is the old Jianghu after all, I just heard him laugh and said: "Wudang stunt, it's really amazing, the old man originally wanted to let you make three moves, but he underestimated the little Taoist." ”

It turned out to be let's!

Many of the heroes present showed a sudden look on their faces, so it was easy to explain, after all, they were the leaders of a faction, how could they be defeated by a teenager like this.

However, those who are slightly more skilled in martial arts all show disdain, and they can all see it clearly, it is clear that Mo Li's swordsmanship is too sharp and fast, and Xian Yutong has no power to resist!

However, in the face of these eyes, I rarely turned a blind eye, laughed louder and louder, and kept saying things like 'heroes have been teenagers since ancient times', anyway, as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed, how can I not have a cheeky face?

Mo Li looked coldly at Xian Yutong, who was immersed in his own acting skills, and said indifferently: "So, don't let the seniors, please!" ”

The heroes present were immediately excited!

Still going to do it?!

Xian Yutong is stupid!

Does this stunned young man understand the rules of the rivers and lakes?!

I gave myself the steps, and you still won't let me go down?!

Xian Yutong scolded in his heart, but he still looked like he was smiling, and said: "Xiaodao Chief, today is the birthday of Zhang Zhensheng of your faction, it's not good to use knives and guns, I'll talk about it another day." ”

"You're scared."

Mo Li said coldly.

You're scared, your whole family is scared!

Xian Yutong can't get off the stage, and if he doesn't do it at this time, he is really afraid, but he may not be able to beat it, which is very embarrassing.

However, he still kept smiling, although he scolded Mo Li's ancestors for eighteen generations, he still praised Wudang's stunt skills, and said things like Zhang Sanfeng's birthday should not be done.

Mo Li ignored him, turned around and went straight to the direction of the Kunlun faction.

Everyone's eyes followed him, not understanding what Mo Li meant.

He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun faction, wore a yellow shirt, a long beard, an elegant bearing, and a calm expression, just like a decent hero.

When he saw Mo Li, he couldn't help but feel a little weak in his heart, although when it came to martial arts, he asked himself to be a little smarter than Xian Yutong, but when he saw Mo Li's sword, he had no certainty of victory in his heart.

Besides, he is a little boy, what kind of face does he have if he wins?

"What do you mean, Chief?" He Taichong frowned.

Mo Li still had a cold face, and arched his hand: "Please teach your seniors." ”

He Taichong's brows furrowed even deeper, and he said: "Today, I am waiting to go up the mountain to discuss business, not to compete with you, please step down." ”

Mo Li said expressionlessly: "You're afraid." ”

God is scared! You're scared!

He Taichong was speechless for a while, his face became very ugly, he looked at everyone, only to see that the heroes of the rivers and lakes in the square were all looking like watching a good show, and he suddenly understood Xian Yutong's feelings in his heart.

It's just that it is more difficult for him to step down than Xian Yutong, after all, Xian Yutong didn't consider the possibility of not being able to beat Mo Li at all, but he had to think that if he lost, it would be the same as Xian Yutong, with the prestige of the head of the dignified faction, to increase the fame of the other party as a stepping stone.

Xian Yutong can also be cheeky and say that he is a junior, and he can't use this excuse anymore.

"What does the Wudang faction mean by this, is it to let this little Taoist sword test the heroes of the world?!"

He Taichong feigned anger and said: "We came to the door today to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday, and to inquire about the news of the devil of the Golden Retriever Lion King, but not to go up the mountain to compete and guide the juniors!" ”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the head of the Kunlun faction is obviously a little afraid and does not dare to make a move with him.

Song Yuanqiao was about to speak, but Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "You look at it first, Li'er has his own measure." ”

The Seven Heroes looked at each other speechlessly, measured, and saw that they were going to pick two heads in a row, which is also called proportion? !

I saw Mo Li said coldly: "Senior, if you're afraid, please go down the mountain." ”

I'm scared again!

He Taichong is also the head of one party, he has been in the northwest for decades, and the Kunlun faction is famous for its swords, he saw that the high-level Wudang still had no reaction, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and said sharply: "Okay, I will let you taste the power of Kunlun swordsmanship today!" But what if I win?! ”

"Sheng, tell you Xie Xun's whereabouts; Defeated, please go down the mountain. ”

Mo Li stroked the scabbard and said indifferently.

Xie Xun's whereabouts?!

Everyone immediately came to their senses, but Zhang Cuishan's face changed greatly!

He would rather die than tell Xie Xun's whereabouts, and although Mo Li's martial arts are high, but in the face of the head of the Kunlun faction, who is known for his swordsmanship, can he really win?!

Song Yuanqiao obviously thought of this, looked at Zhang Cuishan, and said, "Master, do you want the disciple to stop......

"Not necessarily."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled, and said, "Li'er's martial arts veteran knows best, you see." ”

Song Yuanqiao could only nod when he saw Zhang Sanfeng say this, but he looked at the field with concern.

He Taichong had already drawn his long sword, and in front of Xie Xun and the Dragon Slayer Knife's whereabouts, he had already abandoned all his concerns.

"Please!"

He Taichong made a starting gesture, but he didn't wait for Mo Li to make a move, and at the moment he spoke, he had already stabbed with a sword!

It is undoubtedly despicable to deal with a junior to make the first move, or to use a posture that is almost a sneak attack, but for He Taichong, as long as he can get the whereabouts of the dragon slaying knife, it is all worth it!

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