As soon as Mobeicheng's words came out, Ye Feng next to him couldn't help but be stunned.

The Dead of Momen?

It sounds like this fierce Mai man who is not afraid of death should also be a person from the Momen, but why would he suddenly take action against his own people?

Ye Feng felt a little confused.

Mo Beicheng's face changed greatly at this time, and he turned sharply and pulled out the short knife in his hand at Ye Feng.

He looked at Ye Feng's eyes and instantly became fierce, with a faint hint of panic, and said in a deep voice: "Ye Gongzi, I'll send you on the road first!"

After speaking, a knife in his hand slashed diagonally towards Ye Feng.

In his mind, Ye Feng and Lord Zhou should have been poisoned, and they were unarmed at the moment, so he didn't use all his strength with this knife. Even so, he thinks that this knife should be nine out of ten.

At this critical moment, Ye Feng was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to think about it, he shouted, instinctively raised his right palm, poured the power of his whole body, and slashed out horizontally like a blade, and the palm edge happened to slash on the side of the short knife in Mobei City.

Mo Beicheng only felt a strong force coming, and the blade of the short knife was beating endlessly, almost unable to hold it, and wanted to fly away.

He took two steps back, looked at Ye Feng in front of him dumbfounded, and muttered in his mouth: "Hand knife, impossible, you, how could you ......"

He was inexplicably surprised here, but Ye Feng was in a cold sweat on his back at the moment, and he secretly shouted luck in his heart.

In fact, he didn't know any knives at all, and the master Demon Fifth Floor had never taught it, but he had seen the master use it when he was practicing, and at this critical moment, he subconsciously drew a gourd in the same way.

Although it looks decent, it actually doesn't have the power of a real hand knife, not to mention that Mo Beicheng's knife didn't use all his strength, even if his palm didn't coincidentally slash the side of the short knife just now, and it hit the blade of the short knife, his palm would also be reimbursed.

But for the Mobei City in front of him, the appearance is enough. Because he had never seen a real hand knife before, it was only hearsay.

He was now completely frightened by Ye Feng's hand, and stood in place in a daze, hesitating and not daring to make another move, but asked in surprise and inexplicably: "How do you know how to use the sword, what is your relationship with the magic knife?"

Ye Feng saw that he had been bluffed, and knew that he must have heard of all kinds of legends of the magic knife, and was about to threaten him again, but he heard a voice behind him say slowly: "Nonsense! If it was really the magic knife's hand knife technique just now, I'm afraid you would have been in a different place long ago!"

Ye Feng was shocked when he was told a word, thinking that Mobei City had another powerful helper.

But after seeing Mo Beicheng hear this voice, he suddenly looked shocked as if he had been struck by lightning, and stood in place and trembled all over.

And behind him, at some point, there was a person, an old man.

This person was dressed in the same clothes as the Mai man who had just been killed, dressed in a linen shirt and wearing a shabby bamboo hat on his head, and his face could not be seen clearly, only a slightly gray beard was exposed.

He stood behind Mobei City with his hands behind him so naturally, as if he had been standing there from the beginning, quietly looking at the sergeants in the field.

Ye Feng realized that at some point, three more people wearing sackcloth and hats walked into the woods, standing in a zigzag shape, and surrounded the soldiers under Mobei City.

The killers dressed as these sergeants were all full of horror on their faces, holding their blades and being on guard, but after seeing the methods of the dead soldier of Momen just now, they were already frightened, and no one dared to step forward at this moment.

Tang Yu also came to Ye Feng's side at this time, looking at Mo Beicheng and the old man in Mai behind him vigilantly while being vigilant, it seemed that he didn't know the identity of this old man, but according to the current situation, to

This old man will not be a person who is a person with Mobei City.

The old man sighed and asked faintly, "Beicheng, do you still recognize me?"

Mobeicheng trembled and slowly turned around, facing the old man, he suddenly fell to his knees with a thud, and said in a trembling voice: "Mobeicheng, the rudder master of the northwest branch of Momen, see the giant!"

Giant?

Ye Feng and Tang Yu glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

The leaders of the Momen dynasties are called Juzi, when Mozi created the ink knife and the ink sword, collectively known as the Mo family double blade, the leader of each generation is by the descendants of the double blade to compete for the competition.

And the giant of the Mo family's generation is the heir of the ink sword, Mo Qizhong, he defeated the ink knife descendant Mo Wulou and became a giant, and Mo Wulou also ran away in anger because of this, renamed the magic fifth floor, and was called the magic knife by the rivers and lakes.

Not many people know about this period of the secrets of the rivers and lakes, and it should be an old thing thirty years ago.

Since then, there has been almost no news about this Mo family giant, but right now, the ordinary looking coarse linen old man standing in front of them turned out to be the legendary Mo family giant Mo Qizhong?

Ye Feng and Tang Yu were so surprised that their jaws almost fell to the ground.

Mo Qizhong took off the hat and held it in his hand, his appearance looked very ordinary, and even made people feel very kind, like an ordinary weathered old man on the street.

His voice sounded kind, as if he was chattering: "Beicheng, how long have we not seen each other?"

Mo Beicheng lowered his head and replied: "It has been twenty-five years since the Seventh Master appointed Beicheng to come to Lanzhou as the helmsman of the Northwest Branch. ”

Mo Qi nodded emphatically, looking a little emotional: "Yes, it's been twenty-five years, and I've been letting you live in the far northwest border here, and I've wronged you." ”

Mo Beicheng still didn't dare to raise his head: "This is the trust of the Seventh Master, Beicheng doesn't dare to say that he is hard." ”

Mo Qizhong's voice suddenly froze, and suddenly became stern: "I trust you, but you do such a thing?"

Mobei Cheng's low body trembled, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Mo Qizhong said coldly: "I heard what you just said, as an ink person in the Mo Gate, you should follow the Mo family thought, take the people of the world as your own responsibility, and take the suffering of the people as your own thoughts, and what have you done?"

"You resent the decline of Momen, resented your own unwillingness, and thought that it was all caused by the inaction of the giants of the past dynasties, you are full of only your own success or failure, and you only have the rise and fall of the Momen faction in your eyes, how can you ever look at the world?"

"The prosperity of the Mo family was due to the troubled times, wars and turmoil, and the displacement of the people of the world. In order to relieve the suffering of the people, I will go to the world, preaching the idea of love and non-attack, and if we think about it today, the people can live and work in peace and contentment, peace and prosperity, and our inaction is to do something, don't you even understand this?"

Mo Qizhong spoke extremely quickly, and these words not only made Mo Beicheng's body lying on the ground tremble slightly, but also made Ye Feng and Tang Yu feel very surprised in their hearts.

Mo Qizhong finally reprimanded Mo Beicheng angrily: "And now you are actually assisting the traitors in the DPRK and China to act as killers for your own selfish desires, disregarding human lives, and even provoking wars, so that hundreds of thousands of Lanzhou people are in dire straits, is this your love, this is your non-attack?"

After saying this, Mo Beicheng fell to the ground speechlessly, and even Ye Feng and Tang Yu couldn't help but admire the old man in front of them from the bottom of their hearts.

The subordinates of Mobei City, who were surrounded by the side, should also be the ink masters in the Mo Gate, and when they learned that the old man in front of them was Mo Qizhong, the giant of the Mo family, he had already abandoned the blades in his hands at this moment, and knelt on the ground with shame on his face to beg.

Mo Qizhong looked at Mo Beicheng on the ground coldly, and said, "You just said that I haven't heard from me for many years, whether I'm alive or not

It's hard to say, it looks like you covet the position of the giant?"

Mo Beicheng's whole body shook violently, and he said in a loud voice: "Don't dare, Beicheng doesn't dare!"

Mo Qizhong sneered: "Don't dare? You clearly recognized the Momen Dead Soldier just now, you know that the Dead Soldier has always been the one who has personally defended the Mo Family Giants of the past dynasties, since they have appeared, I must also be nearby, but you still have to attack this Ye Gongzi immediately, why don't you dare?"

He looked at Mo Beicheng, who was almost soaked with cold sweat, and said: "Do you know that this Ye Gongzi is the only beloved disciple of your fifth master, and he is also the heir of my Momen, if you hurt him just now, you will be killing each other with the same family, and it will be an additional crime!"

Mo Beicheng was taken aback, and blurted out: "The fifth master's beloved apprentice, it is indeed a magic sword ......."

Immediately, he immediately spoke out to apologize to Ye Feng: "Ye Gongzi, forgive me, the little one really doesn't know that you are the fifth master's beloved apprentice, and you almost injured your son, it's really a capital crime, a capital crime!"

Ye Feng remembered the moment just now, if Mobei City succeeded, I am afraid it would be as simple as hurting himself, maybe at this moment, his head would be placed on top of Song Hu's handsome case.

Although he was angry in his heart, he couldn't say anything more because of the face of the Mo family giant.

Mo Qi saw that Ye Feng didn't speak, so he raised his hand to Mo Beicheng on the ground and said, "You get up!"

When Mobeicheng heard this, he immediately received amnesty and stood up.

Ye Feng was a little angry in his heart, this is the end? I just said it righteously and strictly, but I was scolded as a result, and I didn't even punish it.

It seems that the old man of the Mo family is talking as if he is selfless, but he is also elbows and inside, and he is a short guy, he thought indignantly.

Who knew that at this time, Mo Qizhong said lightly: "If you commit a serious crime, not only the rules of the door, but also the laws of the country cannot tolerate it." I see that you have always been loyal to Momen, and I will give you a chance to dispose of you with the door rules. ”

Mo Beicheng's face suddenly turned bloodless, and his voice trembled and asked, "Seventh Master, I already know that I was wrong, can't I just open the net and give me a way out?"

Mo Qizhong's face turned pale, and he shouted: "As an ink person, you should sit upright, stand tall, and look up worthy of heaven and earth, how can you wag your tail and beg for mercy like this?"

Being drunk by him, Mo Beicheng was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly straightened his waist, and his eyes gradually revealed a look, and he responded: "Yes!"

Mo Qizhong nodded approvingly and said, "According to the door rules, you are allowed to die under the ink sword, and you can strike first now." ”

Only then did Ye Feng understand that Mo Qizhong was going to execute Mo Beicheng, and he couldn't help but be shocked and admired, and he felt a little ashamed of his random suspicions just now.

Mo Beicheng raised his head and replied "Yes!" again, grasped the short knife in his hand, and said loudly: "Seventh Master, Beicheng has been punished!"

After speaking, the sword flashed, and his figure rushed straight towards Mo Qizhong, this knife was powerful and heavy, and he clearly used all his strength!

Ye Feng was also slightly shocked in his heart, if Mobei City had used all his strength to make the knife against him just now, even if he had a knife in his hand, he was completely unsure that he could take it.

Mo Qizhong looked at the knife of Mo Beicheng in front of him, a trace of appreciation and regret flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Okay!"

Then in the snowy sword light of Mobei City, suddenly a black sword shadow flashed and disappeared, and the sword light suddenly disappeared.

The short knife fell to the ground, and Mo Beicheng stood straight in front of Mo Qizhong, with an extra wound on his throat.

His mouth gurgled as if he wanted to say something, but at last he said nothing, and threw himself forward to the ground, silent.

In front of him, Mo Qizhong shook his head slowly, sighing heavily: "It's a pity!"