"Who did that?!"

In the rudder of the beggar gang Chang'an, seven corpses were lined up, and there were a little sword marks on their eyebrows.

An old beggar with a long sword on his back and an old face said hatefully: "What a bold man, dare to slaughter my beggar gang disciples!" ”

This old beggar has nine cloth bags tied around his waist, it is obvious that he is the nine bags of elders of the beggar gang, nine is the extreme number, and the nine bags of elders of the beggar gang are extremely rare, all of them are first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, even the gang leader has to pay three points.

"Elder Qiqi Law Enforcement, I found out, it's a teenager."

A man in the prime of life said: "The brothers in the rudder can see clearly, and they left the city overnight last night and headed northwest. ”

"Boy?!"

The law enforcement elder raised his eyebrows, his face was much more solemn, and he said: "How is it possible, these seven people have all been killed by a sword, how can a young man have such a superb swordsmanship?!" ”

He looked at the sword marks on the eyebrows of the seven corpses, the depth of the position was exactly the same, and the strength of the person who made the sword was very accurate, and judging from the frightened expressions of these people when they were dying, this person's swordsmanship was obviously extremely clever, so clever that these seven people couldn't react at all except for fear!

"It's really a teenager, the brothers who split the rudder said, looking at the appearance of only fifteen or sixteen years old, he was very handsome." The man affirmed.

"Fifteen or sixteen years old...... Fifteen or sixteen years old......"

The law enforcement elder thought back to the world's famous swordsmanship, and suddenly, he remembered a major event that had been rumored in the rivers and lakes recently, and his heart couldn't help but feel a pang!

Could it be......

"Pass the order to go down, check on Wudang Mountain, there are disciples who have come down the mountain to walk recently, and then order the disciples of each rudder, once they find the traces of this person, immediately report to the chief rudder, and do not act rashly!" The Law Enforcement Elder commanded.

All the beggars responded, and then took the order to go, and in the small courtyard, there was only this law enforcement elder for a while.

He looked at those sword marks carefully, couldn't help but sigh slightly, and said with a bitter face: "Is it really the little sword god of Wudang, so, what should I do?" ”

The Wudang faction defeated the masters of the Shaolin faction in one fell swoop on the Zhenwu Square, and now the momentum in the rivers and lakes is in full swing.

Although the beggar gang is the largest gang in the world, it is afraid that it will not please it.

Thinking that he was sent to inspect the major rudders in the northwest with help, and this kind of thing would happen, the law enforcement elder couldn't help but sigh again, and said to himself: "I hope it's not that ......."

……

The land in the northwest is bitterly cold.

Although it was late autumn, a heavy snow had already fallen from the sky outside the gate.

At this time, it was already late at night, and the night was thick, even the stars and moon in the sky were covered by clouds, and this was indeed not a good time to hurry.

Looking at the heavy snow full of swan feathers, Mo Li hurried his horse and galloped forward, trying to find a place to rest for a day or two, but there were few people outside the gate, so he galloped for more than half an hour and ran out of dozens of miles before he found a broken temple.

At this time, the heavy snow had already fallen a palm's deep, and seeing that it was going to fall more and more, he immediately turned over and dismounted, and headed towards the temple.

In addition to a dilapidated statue of Lord Shakyamuni, there are only straw and a few burning bonfires, and even the offering table has been chopped up, apparently burned as firewood.

Mo Li was not polite, he chopped a few more pieces down, lit them with a fire fold, and felt a burst of warmth coming, he sat cross-legged at the moment, with the long sword crossed in front of his knees, and began to practice the first Yang Wuji Gong.

Since the incident in Chang'an, he didn't dare to inquire about the King Kong Gate in front of people, for fear of causing trouble again, but secretly listened in the teahouse restaurant, and the King Kong Gate is a heroic man in the Western Regions, the more he goes to the northwest, the more news about it, Mo Li followed the clues he heard all the way west, but he was not wrong, and after leaving the Yumen Pass, he inquired about the specific location.

Hami, which is more than 1,000 miles away from Yumen Pass, is where the King Kong Gate Sect is located.

It's just a pity that those who come and go for business travelers and desert warriors are only hearsay about the King Kong Gate, and they don't know what the masters are in it, they only know that this sect is fierce and domineering, and it hurts people's lives at every turn, and it can't be easily provoked, which can be described as notoriety.

As his practice deepened, Mo Li quickly entered that kind of ethereal and mysterious realm, only to feel that the radius of dozens of zhang was under control.

Compared with watching the night view on Wudang Mountain, the desert wind and goose feather snow outside this pass have a different artistic conception.

Mo has been running outside these days, but I only feel that I have benefited a lot, and I also have some experience in swordsmanship.

Pure Yang Wuji True Qigong practiced Zhou Tian, Mo Li's cold qi was all dispelled, warm and dry, so uncomfortable, just when he was getting better, in the distant whistling wind and rain, there was a chaotic sound of horses' hooves.

It was a group of Jianghu people, both men and women, old and young.

Looking at the ruined temple, the leader said happily: "There is a temple, everyone stop, rest for one night, and then hurry tomorrow morning." ”

"It's hard to walk on a snowy night, and there are three days left for the wedding, so you can rest for one night and won't delay your business." A burly old man said.

The crowd immediately turned over and dismounted, and came towards the temple.

"Stop!"

The old man suddenly called out to everyone and said, "There are lights, be careful." ”

The leader was a middle-aged man with a rough face and a long knife on his back, and when he heard this, he said, "I'll go first to investigate." ”

When everyone heard this, they all held their blades vigilantly, and the big man pulled out his long knife, looked carefully through the crack in the door, and saw Mo Li, who was sitting in front of the bonfire meditating, and immediately let down his guard.

He put away his knife and said with a smile: "It was a little boy meditating, let's come in, the movement is smaller, don't disturb him." ”

Everyone should be, and then tiptoed into the temple, found a corner and lit a bonfire, and took out dry food to use while roasting clothes.

Mo Li didn't pay attention to them, he just practiced by himself.

There were seven people in this line, except for the old man and the big man, there were five people left, but they were four swordsmen and a young girl, and the four swordsmen were obviously of lower status, and they also did some work to serve the other three.

The girl looked like she was in her teens, wrapped in a fox fur, with a pretty appearance and a smart temperament, she looked curiously at Mo Li, who was doing the exercises, and suddenly said: "Daddy, look, this little boy is dressed well." ”

Everyone looked intently, only to see that the young man behind the bonfire was dressed in a green shirt, with delicate eyebrows, and a long sword with a simple style on his knees, faintly revealing a bit of fierceness.

Suddenly, everyone's hearts sank.

This outside the pass is not as good as the inside of the pass, the cold wind is like a knife, this young man is wearing so thin, it must be that the internal force has reached the realm of cold and summer, and the martial arts are not trivial.

The big man said: "This little boy has deep internal strength, he is practicing, don't disturb him." ”

"Deep internal strength?"

The girl's heart was slightly frightened, the young man in front of her was a little younger than her, how could it be?

She looked Mo Li up and down, but she saw that the young man's lips were red and his teeth were white, his facial features were delicate, and he was very good-looking.

Mo Li's feeling was extremely acute in this ethereal state, and he noticed that the girl in front of him had been staring at him, and he couldn't help but open his eyes a little uncomfortably, and smiled at the girl.

Suddenly, two blush appeared on the girl's pretty face, and she buried her head shyly.

At this moment, several horses' hooves sounded outside......