Today's Chang'an City is already lively enough.

After returning from overseas, Xie Xun, who stirred up the strife in the rivers and lakes, appeared here, He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, one of the six major sects of the righteous path, and his wife appeared here with elite disciples, and Yin Tianzheng and his son, who came out with the high-level of the whole sect, appeared here.

However, with the loss of the Kunlun faction's masters, the Mingjiao won a complete victory, but it still did not end this big excitement.

On the official road, two figures appeared, coming slowly.

The two figures walked slowly, but none of the Mingjiao masters present dared to be careless, and they all stared at the two of them attentively.

Just because Fang is just an ordinary trumpet, but it is like someone talking in their ears, the words are clear and audible, and those who can do this are undoubtedly masters.

Moreover, if they dare to show off like this in front of their Mingjiao masters, they will inevitably come badly!

The people who came closer and closer, and the people of the Ming Sect gradually saw their faces clearly.

But it is a man and a woman, the woman is wearing a red dress, tall, delicate eyebrows, delicate as fire, it is a first-class beauty in the rivers and lakes.

However, no one present set their eyes on this stunning woman, even if they were all first-class heroic men in the world, even if they recognized the identity of this woman.

These men stared at the other man with solemn expressions and intently eyes, with a hint of awe on their faces.

It was a man in a green shirt, with a beard, unkempt, no image, and a gloomy and tired look in his eyes, as if he had seen through the red dust, seen through the world, and was full of indescribable vicissitudes and exhaustion.

However, no one dared to underestimate this Taoist.

Everyone in the Ming Sect knows that Tang Jiu'er was rescued by a Taoist, this Taoist is the world-famous sword god Mo Li in the past, although he has been missing for three years, but as soon as he appeared, he was scared that the white-clothed sword king withdrew from the rivers and lakes.

Although they had never seen that scene with their own eyes, nor had they seen that person with their own eyes, they knew that that person had always been with Tang Jiu'er.

The girl in the red dress is Tang Jiu'er, known as the stunning chivalrous woman of the two sisters in Shuzhong, so the identity of the Taoist around her is self-evident.

The sword god is inseparable, in the past, he was recognized as a kendo genius in the rivers and lakes, and in today's martial arts, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one swordsman in the world.

Such a person, coming here at this moment, how can the people of the Ming Sect be inferior to the enemy?!

Tang Jiu'er looked at a bunch of people in the distance looking at this, and there was an inexplicable pressure in his heart.

Although those people were motionless and did not show their martial arts, the closer she got, the more the sense of fear and threat in her heart became heavier and heavier, so heavy that she almost suffocated!

As if she had broken into the realm of a wild beast, the warrior's instincts told her that these people were dangerous.

However, she glanced at the green-robed Taoist beside her, and her heart instantly became stable, with this person, the world is so big, no matter how dangerous the Longtan Tiger's Den is, you can go there!

When they got closer, the two of them stood still, Tang Jiu'er looked at everyone present with a pair of beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but become panicked all of a sudden!

The white robe, the flame mark, is exactly the standard clothing of the disciples of the Ming Sect!

Among them, the middle-aged man holding a folding fan was none other than the young sect leader Yin Yewang of the Ming Sect whom she and Fang Qiushan had met by chance after hearing the news!

This is one of the most famous big devils in the world, and his status in the martial arts is a little more prosperous than the head of the righteous path faction, but now, such a person is standing on the side of another person.

This person stood in the first place, his eyebrows were as white as snow, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, although he was an old man, but the oppressive momentum exuded from his body was almost suffocating, it was the majestic aura of a person who had been in the top position for a long time!

The Ming Sect can make King Yin Ye stand behind willingly, and he is a person of such age, except for Yin Tianzheng, the contemporary leader of the Ming Sect, he will not think about it as a second person.

White-eyed eagle king Yin Tianzheng!

As soon as he thought of this name, Tang Jiu'er felt inexplicable fear and panic in his heart, this was the number one demon in the world, leading the entire Demon Sect, not only was his power huge, but his own martial arts were also unfathomable!

It is the entire Tangjiabao, it is the ancestor of her family, in the face of such a big devil, I am afraid that it is also vulnerable, as long as people want to, they can easily destroy Tangjiabao!

Jianghu, this is Jianghu!

Tang Jiu'er thought of it, but she couldn't help but look at Mo Li on the side, her mood was agitated and unspeakable.

In the past two days with Mo Li, she has seen another river and lake, which is the first-class master who makes her powerless to resist and can only rely on the sharp secret weapon to barely defend herself, but it is like a chicken and a dog, in the meridian master, not in front of the sword god, the rivers and lakes that run away.

It is the top martial arts figure in the world such as the Demon Sect Master, who has to hold his breath and concentrate on the rivers and lakes with a solemn expression!

And in front of these people, these forces, whether it is the light weapon that she is proud of, or the Tang Jiabao that few people dare to provoke, it is nothing at all.

I wonder when I can do this?

Tang Jiu'er thought stupidly.

Although Xie Xun's hearing was amazing, he couldn't determine the identity of the person who came, he listened to the heavy breathing of the Mingjiao masters here, and seemed to be a very amazing opponent, and subconsciously frowned and asked: "Brother Yin, who is here, the master of the Shaolin faction or the Emei faction?" ”

It's no wonder that he thinks so, in the martial arts of the world, there are only a few famous and decent families who dare to be enemies of Mingjiao, and those who can make Mingjiao treat it solemnly, excluding the Wudang faction that obviously doesn't care about this matter, there are only Shaolin and Emei.

Yin Tianzheng didn't answer, just a pair of eyes as sharp as a sword, staring at the green-robed Taoist, and said in a deep voice: "Unexpectedly, you are not dead, but our Mingjiao has never embarrassed you all these years, but you are stopped here, what do you want?" ”

A self-question has never embarrassed you, but it has undoubtedly exposed the weakness of this Demon Sect Master.

With the great power of Mingjiao, killing people is like drinking water, do you still need to ask yourself, do you still need to be difficult with others?!

Xie Xun has lived most of his life, but he has never heard his old friend say such soft words, and he was extremely frightened for a while, and thousands of thoughts emerged, guessing the identity of the person in front of him.

Could it be that the world's recognized No. 1 master, the Living Buddha Ba Sipa, can't succeed?!

But what people just came to read was a Taoist number, and there are hidden true immortals in the Daomen?!

Mo Li didn't pay attention to the white-eyed eagle king, but just looked at the burly man with blonde hair and a big knife in the field, and couldn't help but feel a little ripple in his heart.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture, and said in a soothing tone: "Thank you, I haven't seen you for fifteen years, have your Excellency ever been healthy?" ”

Haven't seen you in fifteen years?

Tang Jiu'er's little head fell into a state of confusion for a while, fifteen years ago, it seemed that this sword god Mo Li, when he was just a five or six-year-old doll, then he would have a grudge against someone?

But what is the identity of this man surnamed Xie that can make the dignified sword god still miss it to this day?

Thinking like this, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the big knife in the big man's hand and the blind eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she couldn't help but gasp!

Dragon slaying knife, blonde blind man, isn't this the former Ming Sect King Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun who has been boiling in the rivers and lakes recently?!

No wonder, no wonder all the masters of the Demon Sect gathered in the land of Chang'an, no wonder the meridian master also went straight to Chang'an, obviously coming for the dragon slaying knife!

Here today, I'm afraid there will be a bloody storm!

"Who is the Dao Chief?"

Gu Xie Xun's face was full of doubts, but he grabbed the dragon slaying knife vigilantly, and asked coldly: "Although Xie Mou committed a lot of big cases back then, he has never killed a person in the Daomen, and the Dao chief also came for the dragon slaying knife in Xie Mou's hand?" ”

Mo Li was like a dead wood, and said calmly: "Hanyang Mofu, Wudang Seven Heroes." ”

As soon as these eight characters came out, everyone present was confused, but Xie Xun and Zhang Wuji's expressions changed slightly.

A touch of remembrance appeared on Xie Xun's face, although the events of more than ten years are far away, and there are countless people he has killed in his life, but in Hanyang, the child he encountered, the seven heroes he encountered, were unforgettable for him no matter what.

At that time, he was full of hatred, relying on a high level of martial arts, committing a lot of bloody crimes, although he met masters of various factions from time to time, but even if he was as strong as the master of Shaolin Temple Kongjian could not stop him, and he was invincible.

However, in Hanyang Mofu, he met the doll who was only five or six years old, but he was deceived by the news of Cheng Kun, and then met three of the seven heroes of Wudang joined forces, and the three swords in his body had no choice but to retreat.

"So, are you the kid you were the one you were back then?"

Xie Xun asked thoughtfully, "Are you here to seek revenge on Xie?" ”

"Yes."

Mo Li nodded slightly, and spat out a word lightly, at this moment, there were slight fluctuations in his dead breath, like a little ripple in a pool of stagnant water.

Tang Jiu'er felt the change in the aura of the people around him, and couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue, it turned out that with the reputation and status of the meridian master, he had encountered such a great tribulation when he was a child, and he had a grudge against the Golden Retriever Lion King!

So he came to Chang'an, not to slay the dragon knife, but to take the life of the golden lion king!

Zhang Wuji looked at the familiar facial features hidden under the messy beard, trembling slightly, and shouted in a complicated tone: "Senior Brother Mo! ”

From the very beginning, he recognized Mo Li's identity.

For this Senior Brother Mo, who had driven away the cold poison for him since he was a child, and went far to the northwest to find the Jiuyang True Scripture, he was grateful and worshiped in his heart.

The reason why he has already gone down the mountain to wander the rivers and lakes at a young age, in addition to his own martial arts to the realm of becoming a teacher, he also has a little bit of the meaning of looking for this senior brother.

It's just that I didn't expect that Senior Brother Mo, who had not been found for three years, would appear here and now and meet with his father-in-law Xie Xun.

He knew that the two had a feud.

Most of the people on Wudang Mountain know Mo Li's life experience.

So at the beginning, he was struggling and hesitating in his heart, whether to come forward and recognize him.

Tang Jiu'er saw that Mo Li, who had always looked sad and had a calm face, revealed a touch of softness in his dead eyes.

He said, "You're good, you've grown up. ”

Have you grown up......

For no reason, Zhang Wuji just felt sour in his heart.

The heroic figure in his mind, the tall figure in the green shirt holding the sword, gradually merged with the Taoist in front of him with a withered face and a dead breath.

Senior Brother Mo...... How much did Senior Brother Mo suffer to fall from such a high-spirited young swordsman to such a situation?

Thinking of the scenes on Wudang Mountain and his kindness to himself, Zhang Wuji felt like crying.

He wanted to step forward and hug the Taoist, but he didn't take action after all.

Standing here today, in addition to Wudang disciple Zhang Wuji, there is also an identity, that is, the righteous son of the golden lion king Xie Xun!

At this moment, he is not only the sword god Mo Li's beloved junior brother, but also the close relative of the other party's great enemy!

In this situation, he really didn't know how to deal with himself, so he could only stand in place and look at Mo Li with a complicated expression.

Fortunately, his senior brother didn't embarrass him.

I only heard Mo Li say softly: "Senior brother, the matter here has nothing to do with you, you just don't want to help." ”

"Yes, I don't want to help, Mowgli, you just look at it!"

Xie Xun smiled heartily and said, "I didn't expect that Xie Mou, a blind man, would one day have the opportunity to appreciate the demeanor of the Wudang Sword God!" ”

"Let Xie take a look, how amazing Yang Xiao's divine sword is!"

When he said the last word, his voice suddenly became high, almost like a lion's roar, and the dragon slaying sword in his palm seemed to feel the master's heart, and it was also buzzing.

The power of the Golden Retriever Lion King is undoubtedly revealed at this moment, even in the face of the world-famous sword god, he is also fearless!

Is it because he doesn't know Mo Li's prestige, so how is it possible?

Although he has only set foot in the Central Plains, as the most outstanding genius in the rivers and lakes in the past hundred years, how can Xie Xun not hear of it?

It's just that he never thought that such a sword god turned out to be the little kid who jumped off the horse and ran away from his men!

And out of a certain psychology, Zhang Wuji has never told Xie Xun about it.

It's just, can you really say that if you don't help, you won't help?

Zhang Wuji thought of the achievements of his senior brother, and thought of the many masters who died tragically under his sword, which one was not extraordinary in martial arts, and which one was not famous?!

Although his father-in-law has a divine soldier in hand, when it comes to martial arts, he may not be able to defeat the many masters under Senior Brother Mo's sword, if they really don't help each other, they are only afraid of death, it will definitely be him!

As soon as he thought of this, he begged with a hard face: "Senior Brother Mo, I beg you, I will spare my life for the sake of my father-in-law, who is blind and old......"

"Mowgli!"

Xie Xun's face changed, and he scolded sharply: "What are you talking nonsense, go aside, this matter has nothing to do with you!" ”

"But father-in-law, the child can't watch you die!"

Zhang Wuji looked at Mo Li with pleading, and said again: "Please, Senior Brother Mo, you will spare the life of my father-in-law and his old man, he is old, and he has not lived a few good days, I promise that he will quit the rivers and lakes in the future and never ask about martial arts affairs again!" ”

In the face of this Wudang Shuangying's bitter pleading, Mo Li was silent.

There was silence for a long, long time.

Tang Jiu'er saw that the green-robed Taoist in front of him shook his head slowly but firmly, and said:

"Blood debt and blood payment."

Outside Chang'an City, the wind is rolling......

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