Huang Donglai actually couldn't see through it, and he couldn't see through Mo Xiu's true strength and Yanzong's true strength.

And his perspective basically represents the perspective of most of the sect heads and important people in Beicheng, and they can't see through the strength of these two top masters.

If Yanzong and Mo Xiu fight, it is difficult to guess who wins and who sleeps.

But.

From Huang Dong's point of view, Yanzong was obviously the one who was more suitable for the position of the Northern Sect Master.

Mo Xiu made Huang Donglai feel very annoying as soon as he came up, he injured so many people from various sects in Beicheng as soon as he made a move, obviously, this person's methods of doing things were extremely brutal.

As far as Zong's shots are concerned, they are generally to the point.

The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, they are sophisticated, and what the rivers and lakes need is peace, so that they can truly benefit this society.

If it is just for the sake of interest disputes, it is brave and ruthless, then there is no need for the existence of the rivers and lakes, this is the most sincere feeling and idea of most people in the rivers and lakes.

What's more, Mo Xiu may also be a member of the ancient Mo clan.

If the North Sect Master is a member of the Ancient Mo Clan, then where is Beicheng still Beicheng, and where are the rivers and lakes of Yanxia still Yanxia's own rivers and lakes?

In this hot summer, this northern city, hasn't it become the palm of the ancient Mo clan?

all these years.

The ambition of the Gumo clan is constantly spreading, and all the sects and sects in Beicheng have a profound understanding.

Therefore, if they could directly drive Mo Xiu out, they were not willing to take the risk and let Yan Sect really fight with that Mo Xiu, and decide the outcome of this battle for the position of the Northern Sect Master.

Huang Donglai stared at Mo Xuan and said again.

"According to my investigation!"

"The ancient Mo clan, there is an elder of the foreign clan, named Mo Jian. Mo Jian's son is called Mo Xiu, although I haven't seen Mo Xiu, but Mo Xuan's head is called a son, and behind you, we have already investigated, it is that Mo Jian!"

"So, Mo Xiu is not the son of the Seven Elders of the Ancient Mo Clan, who else can he be?"

Mo Xuan frowned, but he knew that this matter would definitely not be hidden sooner or later, after all, even in the Gu Mo clan, Mo Xiu, the son, could be regarded as a character.

He could be identified, and it was a possibility.

Mo Xuan knew that this matter would inevitably be exposed, so he smiled and said.

"That's right, this one on the stage is indeed the seventh elder of the foreign clan of the ancient Mo clan, the son of Mo Jian, Mo Xiu. However, I can tell you clearly that now, Gongzi, he is not from the Ancient Mo Clan, and he has nothing to do with the Ancient Mo Clan and the entire Mo City!"

"Inside the Gumo clan, the situation is treacherous, our son he, he was framed, so, in a fit of anger, he removed the identity of the Gumo tribe, and asked the patriarch of the Gumo tribe to remove his ancestral home of the Gumo tribe, he is willing to come to the rivers and lakes of our Beicheng alone, to be honest, there is no trace of the Gumo tribe, it is a blessing for the rivers and lakes of our Beicheng!"

"Maybe you think that the young man was too fierce when he made a move, and he hurt the so-called masters of your sect as soon as he came up, but the son did it with good intentions, and only when he hurt you, will you understand how much the rivers and lakes of Beicheng are in decline today, and you will wake up to how much you are, so you can be self-contained!"

"You may be disgusted with him and act fiercely, but Childe, he just wants to wake up this hot summer!"

"Do you know his good intentions?"

When Mo Xuan said this, he even shouted out and roared.

His words were so sad that it really made some people from some sects change their views on Na Mo Xiu.

Seeing this, Mo Xiu also sighed and bowed to the people in the rivers and lakes around him.

Obviously.

He also understands that this kind of thing needs to be leveraged.

When Mo Xiu's father, Mo Jian, ascended to the throne and became the Seventh Elder, if he only relied on strength and status, he would not be able to do it at all

He couldn't get to the position of the Seven Elders, but Mo Jian was extremely good at building momentum and taking advantage of the situation, so he stepped into the position of the Seven Elders.

Mo Xiu didn't take the Northern Sect Master seriously, but now it seems that he has some interest. Look at the book

Before, Mo Xiu felt that he should let him go to Beicheng to practice.

He felt that there was nothing to exercise in that kind of place full of weak people, but in fact, he saw it now, isn't the rivers and lakes of this northern city another ink city?

Everywhere is indispensable, this kind of struggle between the forces of all sides.

Then.

Mo Xiu on the stage also looked at Yanzong and said.

"I really didn't expect that you would doubt my identity first, shouldn't the first person you should suspect should be the masked man standing across from me?"

"You don't know where he comes from, and you don't even know what he looks like, but you still want to nominate him as the Northern Sect Master, you people are really pedantic!"

"In comparison."

"I, Mo Xiu, am the one with a more transparent identity!"

After saying this, it is true that many people from the various sects below have begun to discuss the identity of Yanzong, especially when he appeared, he was wearing a mask all the time, which really made people feel suspicious.

After all.

A person who can't show his true face must have a lot of secrets hidden in his body.

However, Na Di Cang and Huang Donglai didn't care about this problem, they had contact with Yanzong, they didn't think that Yanzong was that kind of person, and they had other plans.

Even if Mo Xuan and Mo Xiu used some words to change many people's opinions, Di Cang and Huang Donglai still felt that Yanzong could definitely be trusted.

But they are only a minority.

The mask on Yan Zong's face was really difficult to convince the public.

Mo Xiu saw that his words did play a role, and he couldn't see through it, the true strength of the Yan Sect in front of him, the move just now Ten Thousand Swords to One, was indeed powerful, and Mo Xiu could feel that the Yan Sect might have stronger moves, because, after he played that move, he was not able to defeat Mo Xiu directly, but Yan Zong was not worried at all.

On the contrary, from Yan Zong's eyes, Mo Xiu could only see an indifferent emotion.

Mo Xiu had seen stronger masters, and he knew that it was the kind of master who had absolute self-confidence, and only those eyes that he had.

Therefore, in Mo Xiu's eyes, if he can not fight this battle, he thinks it is better not to fight, once it is really fought, he doesn't know if he can win.

Moreover, there was an easier way to ascend to the position of the Northern Sect Master, so why did he need to use a difficult way?

He had already blocked so many tricks of Yan Zong without making a move just now, which already proved his Mo Xiu's strength.

Now.

Mo Xiu looked at Lin Feng again and deliberately provoked him.

"Mr. Yanzong, to be honest, I had no intention of competing for the position of Northern Sect Master. However, my uncle's words are right, your identity is too suspicious, and I naturally don't want Beicheng to fall into the hands of a person like you, whose identity is unknown!"