Near the steps, the warband of nineteen people was still shuttling and fighting, but five of them had already hung up their lotteries. These five people were originally masters in their respective sects who were a little inferior to the top masters, and Mo Cong's chopping wood knife method was extremely messy, and they were stabbed one after another if they were not careful. However, these people are also very tough, they are all slightly injured and cannot get out of the line of fire, and continue to insist on fighting with Mo Cong.

Mo Cong also wanted to test what kind of level he could achieve in the martial arts without using his true qi and only using moves, and he felt good after some testing. Among these eighteen opponents, Luo Feiyu and the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect are all top masters in the martial arts, and although the other sixteen are slightly inferior to them, the difference is not huge, and they are all super-first-class top masters. Mo Cong not only did not fall behind with one enemy and eighteen, but also attacked more and covered less, and a touch of bright sword light swayed, and more and more people were injured by the knife in the eighteen opponents.

"Dragon Sect Master, the people of our small sect and small sect have no knowledge, may I ask how the alliance leader in our martial arts was selected?" Mo Cong asked while fighting.

"Nature is a sword match. Long Youduo replied on the side.

"Isn't it okay to use a knife?" Mo Cong frowned, he had never touched a weapon like a sword, and he didn't like it very much from the bottom of his heart, at least not as much as he liked the knife.

"Of course you can use a sword, but the kind of martial arts is called a sword. Long Youduo said with a smile.

"Okay, then if I defeat the Luo League Leader, will I be the Martial Arts Alliance Master?" Mo Cong asked.

As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked.

Judging from martial arts alone, Luo Feiyu and the other seventeen people teamed up to defeat Mo Cong, and it was already clear who was higher and who was lower in kung fu between the two. But the selection of the leader of the martial arts alliance is not such a simple matter, martial arts is one thing, and the status and prestige in the rivers and lakes are also one thing. The former can distinguish the top and bottom of the high ground after a fight, but the latter has a lot to do with a person's conduct and the status of the sect in the martial arts. Mo Cong's Black Mountain Sect is said to have only three people, and if such a miniature sect maintains the status quo and does not develop disciples, then no matter how powerful it is, it will be impossible to be the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

As the so-called speaker has no intention of listening, Mo Cong's words were just casually said, but the people of the Wuyue Sword Sect heard some waves in their ears.

The Wuyue Sword Sect was originally a five-faction, and it was precisely because the portals were not high-end enough to be high-end, and there was no way to compare with the Feiyu faction, the Qingsong faction, the beggar gang Yunshui Lin faction and the five poisons of the Tang Sect, so the people of the five factions learned from the pain and merged the original five factions into a large sect, wanting to occupy a more important highland in the martial arts.

It can be said that the Wuyue Sword Sect has been going to the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance since the day it was established, and after the establishment of the Sword Sect, the head of the sect has integrated the swordsmanship of the five factions, practicing diligently every day, and motivating himself every day with the current Luo Feiyu. His kung fu is not low, and after the integration of the five factions and the integration of swordsmanship, his kung fu has improved a lot. Of course, he was practicing, and Luo Feiyu was not idle, so tonight, although the two of them dealt with Mo Cong together as allies, they both deeply felt that the other party's swordsmanship had improved greatly, and they might not have a full chance of winning in the future.

The head of the Wuyue Sword Sect was always preparing for this aspect to compete for the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, and as soon as Mo Cong's words came out, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind: Yes, no matter how great this Mo Cong's ability is, no matter how high his ability is, after all, he is a small sect, no matter how much he tosses, he can't become a big climate, it doesn't matter if he kills him or not, not to mention that he can't seem to be killed in this situation. Luo Feiyu is a sect with deep roots and deep roots, and between martial arts, this is his real enemy. Thinking of this, the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect immediately started to act, and the sword move that stabbed out seemed to be aimed at Mo Cong, but in fact, Mo Cong would immediately stab Luo Feiyu as soon as he flashed.

"Lord Luomeng, someone seems to want your life. After a few moves, Mo Cong said with a smile.

"Thank you, General Mo, for reminding me. "Luo Feiyu is a high-level person who has been a big brother for many years, and his vision and martial arts are outstanding, how can he not see this point. He had long known what the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect was thinking, and even from the beginning, he had been on guard, and in this fight, he had always watched and listened to all directions, not only to face the enemy of Mo Cong, but also to guard against the plots from his allies. However, he was still a little surprised by Mo Cong's reminder, he was ruthless here to kill Mo Cong, but Mo Cong reminded him to pay attention, this is a bit funny and a bit laughable.

"I'm not reminding you, when it comes to killing you, I want to kill you, the leader of the martial arts alliance who reverses black and white without distinguishing between right and wrong, I just don't want to carry the black pot for others, that's all. As Mo Cong spoke, the sword light was sheng, and the snow light was fast and chaotic, flying towards the eighteen people respectively.

The head of the Wuyue Sword Sect was being pierced by Mo Cong, and he was unhappy, and a piece of snowy sword light suddenly attacked him with strong strength, which caught him off guard. Luo Feiyu's side was also uncomfortable, Mo Cong's sword rhythm suddenly accelerated, and his strength suddenly increased, and he felt that it was completely aimed at him alone. The other sixteen people were also in a hurry, and they all had the same feeling as Luo Feiyu.

The authorities were confused, and the onlookers were not clear, and the onlookers saw that Mo Cong's shadow suddenly disappeared in the battle group, and the only thing they could see was the sometimes messy and dense and sometimes connected snowy sword light, and the eighteen masters were originally attacking and defending, but suddenly all of them took a defensive position, and all of them only defended and did not attack.

However, Mo Cong's chaotic chopping knife method infused with true qi had just begun, and a long knife was getting faster and faster in his hand, becoming more and more chaotic, so fast that the eighteen top masters couldn't see the direction of the blade at all, and even the knife couldn't be seen at all, and there were only patches of messy knife light in his field of vision. The light of the sword became faster and faster, but the sound of weapons striking each other became more and more sparse, and with a muffled sound, the eighteen masters were injured almost in no particular order, and blood trickled down from their bodies and the tip of the knife. When the eighteen people saw that the situation was not right, they immediately wanted to stop fighting, but Mo Cong's long knife was pulled by a mysterious qi, firmly locking them, so that they couldn't do it if they wanted to.

"General Mo, I think that's the end of today, everyone is a fellow martial artist, and there is no need to kill you to the death. Luo Feiyu endured the knife wound on his body and said loudly.

"If it's me who is at the bottom of the line, will you show mercy to my men?" Mo Cong smiled. Martial arts is not only a melody of chivalry and righteousness, but also the consistent theme of martial arts. Mo Cong had already seen through these people just now, they didn't give themselves any chance to defend themselves at all, and even if they did, they didn't listen to them, they just wanted to use the advantage of the large number of people to kill themselves first and then slowly explain to others, anyway, they were already dead by then, what they said was what they said, and others would not jump to the death for a dead person and fight with these big factions.

Since this is the case, Mo Cong doesn't want to show mercy to their subordinates, anyway, these people are all thick-faced and obsessive martial arts people, even if they let them go, they will not be grateful to themselves, but will feel that they are very weak and easy to bully, they want to break into Mofu privately, they can do it if they want to, and they can make peace if they want to make peace, and the final result is that Huan Huanxi retreats with his whole body, and there is no. If this kind of result spreads, I am afraid that more people will come to fight the idea of Mo Fu, causing endless troubles.

Thinking of this, Mo Cong's body was like lightning, and he instantly swung out three palms and slashed fifteen swords, the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect and the two elders of the Qingsong Sect, after the three of them were palmed, they all spewed out a stream of blood arrows, and the heart veins were not broken, and the hiccups were only a matter of three or five days. The other fifteen people were seriously damaged by the sword qi and could not recover from half a year of pranayama, and they couldn't even get out of bed for three months.

The reason why Mo Cong chose to kill these people and hurt others was because the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect was ambitious and vicious, and he had already used words to shake the group just now, and it was the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect who used the so-called "no groundlessness" as a reason to encourage everyone to kill him as a trumped-up silver thief. This kind of remark is very confusing and agitating, and it is precisely because of his words that the heroes suddenly change from wavering to ignoring, preferring to make mistakes and make mistakes. If this kind of person is allowed to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, it will really be a catastrophe for the martial arts of the Rui Kingdom, and I don't know how many people will die in his unwarranted theory.

In contrast, the current martial arts alliance leader Luo Feiyu, although he also has an incitement and instigation side, he still reasoned with you more or less, and he was a little hesitant when he encountered the truth, so Mo Cong decided to let him go.

As for the two elders of the Qingsong Sect, these two people were already determined to embarrass Mo Cong, whether Mo Cong killed them or not, they would kill Mo Cong. Mo Cong has nothing to be polite to this kind of person who comes to seek revenge, come and kill one by one, until no one dares to come anymore. Anyway, this kind of thing is a legitimate defense, no matter whether it is based on the criminal law of the country or the rules of the rivers and lakes, he is completely defensible.

Eighteen masters all spewed blood arrows in an instant, exploded with blood mist, and fell to the ground with serious injuries, not knowing whether they were alive or dead, the disciples of the three sects were watching and suddenly something like this happened, everyone was stunned for a while before they reacted together, and the disciples of each sect rushed out one after another to save the heads and seniors of their sects back to their own sects. The eighteen masters were all unconscious, their lives were hanging by a thread, their breathing and heartbeat were very weak, and each sect hurriedly took out medicine to treat their injuries. Several sects that were determined to kill Mo Cong were suddenly leaderless, and no one cared about whether this operation should continue or give up.

The people of several other sects were also stunned, but they didn't expect Mo Cong to ask rhetorically, "Will you show mercy to my subordinates?"

"General Mo, they are all under the service of the disciples of the sect to apply medicine to heal their wounds, you are alone and no one cares about it. Come, drink a bowl of our holy medicine, no worse than theirs. Long Youduo smiled and handed a bowl of black soup to Mo Cong.

"I'm not injured, what kind of medicine do I drink?" Mo Cong looked at the pungent and pungent black soup, and muttered a little in his heart. Although he is not poisonous, he doesn't want to drink anything casually like this, at least the smell is unbearable.

"This is the best thing in our Five Poisons Sect, others can't drink it if they want to, if you don't want to drink it, give it back to me." Long Youduo was very unhappy, her pretty face suddenly sank like water, judging from the movements of her shoulder, it seemed that she was about to reach out and grab the bowl in Mo Cong's hand.

"Then thank you Dragon Sect Master. Mo Cong thought that he wouldn't die if he drank it anyway, so Suo held his breath and raised his head and drank all the black soup. A bowl of soup went down to the stomach, and there was immediately a fire between the chest and abdomen, but the mouth was bitter and astringent, and there were some scum, which was indescribably uncomfortable.

"Did you really drink it?" Long Youduo looked at Mo Cong in surprise.

"Yes, you have a good intention, I don't drink it, it's too outperforming. Mo Cong handed the empty bowl back to Long Youduo.

"Why don't you drink it without asking what it is, aren't you really afraid of being poisoned?" Long Youduo held the empty bowl and looked at Mo Cong with a smile.

"Didn't I say it, I can accept being poisoned by you. Mo Cong shrugged, and no longer dared to say anything like a beautiful fairy, so as not to cause a misunderstanding that he wanted to die under the peony flower.

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