The sun is rising, and its way is bright,

Standing on the top of the mountain, the heaven and the earth are red at the beginning, the boundless golden red, constantly rendering the heaven and the earth, the heaven and the earth are verdant, the fog rises, and the sky is vast.

The scene at this moment is stunning.

Even if he saw this scene, he was extremely amazing, in the vast mist, this Shennong Mountain was like a fairyland on earth.

At this time, the protection of the Qinling Mountains is excellent, the trees are tall, the grass is green, naturally it is not comparable to the bare Liyang, and the Liyang City of Daqin is almost a war barrier piled up with black stones.

"Living here, even if you can't live a long life, at least you can prolong your life and be full of vitality, which can be said to be a rare good place on the Central Plains."

At this moment, Feng Zheng is also full of emotion.

He knew in his heart that wherever the aura of heaven and earth was relatively abundant, there must be abundant vegetation and abundant rain, and living in such a place would be refreshing.

"Hahaha, that's true!"

Looking at the rising sun and the purple qi coming from the east, he couldn't help but smile and said: "The Mo family is a rising star after all, compared to the ancestral land of your Feng surname, I am afraid it is countless times worse." ”

At this moment, Feng Zheng did not reserve, and directly answered, saying: "The ancestral land surnamed Feng is a blessed land in the cave, and it is naturally not comparable to the headquarters of the Mo family." ”

"After all, this is not even a pseudo-blessed land!"

After that, everyone did not speak, quietly watching the rising of the sun.

"Master of the family, today is the sword competition, according to the time, we should go down the mountain." When the great sun completely exposed the horizon and hung in the air, the side of the picture opened his mouth and said.

"Well, I'm also curious about how powerful the Mo family martial artists are." The absurd expression was calm, but his heart was full of longing, and he had seen the strong man of the Mo family on Mount Tai.

Naturally, it is clear that in this world, there is also a different way to become stronger, and the fact that the Qin State does not have it does not mean that other forces do not.

Returning the same way, he returned to the Mo family headquarters square again, where he met Xiangfuzi, one of the three veins of the Mo family.

"Master Xiang has seen Qin Guoshi." Seeing the arrival of the barren group, he saluted his husband and said.

Hearing this, Araku chuckled: "Mr. doesn't have to be like this! ”

Returning the salute to Xiang Lizi, he opened his mouth to praise and said: "Mr. Jiuwen's name, I have always wanted to come to visit the headquarters of the Mo family, but I am riddled with trivial matters, and I hope that Mr. will not be surprised." ”

"Hahaha, the young man of the national teacher is arrogant, and the old man can't afford to be a ......"

It's all human spirits.

This is true whether it is a saliko or a husband.

"Can the national teacher have confidence in today's sword competition?" At this time, Xiang Riko walked over, greeted the abre, and said.

"Haha, I have heard for a long time that there are many masters of the Mo family, and since I am here today, I naturally want to see one or two." looked at the ring not far away, and a touch of indifference flashed in his eyes: "Maybe under the fame, it's actually difficult to pay!" ”

The wind signs and the blasphemy on the side couldn't help but smile bitterly, this is the wilderness, and they offend people as soon as they open their mouths.

The surrounding Mo family disciples suddenly looked unkind, but for this, Huang didn't care at all. In his opinion, not being envied is mediocrity.

From the beginning of his tenure as the national teacher of the Qin State, it means that he can't survive, and most importantly, he can't survive, he needs to use the platform of the Qin National Teacher to collect big medicines for him.

In his position, seek his government.

As the national teacher of the Qin State, he is naturally responsible for the Qin State.

At this time, when the crowd was excited, Mozi and others also arrived, and for a while, the atmosphere in the ring was silent.

Seeing Mozi coming, he smiled absurdly, holding the Great Qin Dragon Sparrow in his hand, and stepped into the ring: "Today, the national master asked the Sword Mo family, who dares to come to fight?" ”

For this appearance, the rest of the people were satisfied, Feng Zheng smiled, in his opinion, the absurd has always been, the performance is a little old, so sharp, young spirit is rare.

Old Mozi chuckled and said nothing.

The rest of the people were angry, in their opinion, this move was too presumptuous, this was not taking the Mo family in their eyes at all, this was a provocation to the Mo family.

Mozi is here, and everyone can still restrain himself.

It's just that the wilderness in the ring is a little dissatisfied, and in this case, it should fly up, so that it is more compelling.

"Presumptuous!"

At this moment, Deng Lingzi's face changed slightly, and he scolded, "Qin Guoshi, this is provoking the majesty of my Mo family, this is the headquarters of the Mo family, I'm afraid you don't want to go out alive!" ”

Hearing this, Huang looked at Deng Lingzi.

He and Deng Lingzi are already mortal enemies, and there is no way to improve the revenge of killing his son.

With the long knife in his hand, he asked with a ridiculous smile: "I really don't want to, why don't you come and give the national division a ride?" ”

Provocation.

This is even more challenging.

"Mo Tu, go and try how many catties and taels Qin Guoshi has, dare to be so unscrupulous in my Mo family headquarters!" Deng Lingzi sneered, and a cold tone came out of his mouth: "Greet the guests well!" ”

"No."

Dressed in ink clothes and holding a long sword, Mo Tu walked into the ring and performed a river and lake etiquette towards the wilderness: "Mo family Mo Tu, please give advice——! ”

"Qin State, desolate!"

The person who comes is not weak.

In the feeling of absurdity, the other party is not inferior to him at all.

The two confronted each other, and the people below had different looks, and they had their own guesses about the number of winners and losers.

"Brother Feng, in your opinion, which of the two of them is stronger?" Mozi looked at Feng Zheng, his eyes full of smiles, but there was a lot of temptation between his words.

Hearing this, Feng Zheng chuckled: "The old man has no other choice, so naturally he can only firmly believe that Qin Guoshi will win——! ”

Speaking of this, Feng Zheng took a deep look at Mozi, understated, and said, "Mozi, in your opinion, who of them will win?" ”

At this moment, Mozi also responded: "The old man has no other choice, so he naturally firmly believes that Motu will win!" ”

Mozi and Feng Zheng are on different sides, they represent different sides, and naturally hope that their side wins.

No matter what, they don't want the other side to win, because their words and deeds will affect the morale of their own army.

Especially Mozi.

Although there are only three people on the deserted side, there are only two people left on the stage, Xiangli and Feng Zheng, but Feng Zheng is unwilling to do things that will destroy his prestige.

In the ring.

The two of them moved at the same time, the Great Qin Dragon Sparrow flickered with cold light under the big sun, and the first form of the Nameless Sword Technique came out, directly taking the key point of the ink slaughter.

At the same time, the long sword in Mo Tu's hand stabbed straight towards the Wild Heart Nest, and it was obvious that neither of them had left their hands, they wanted to test the depth of the other.

While!

The swords collided, and Huang and Mo Tu staggered by, their faces became solemn at the same time, and they both knew that the other party was stronger than they imagined.

Especially Mo Tu, his face was solemn. He didn't expect that at a young age, he would be no less powerful than him.

Between the lightning and flint, the must-kill blow is cast, the absurd knife is drawn and the sword is slashed, and the ink is blocked by the sword.