Mobei City?

Is that the guy who claims to be the master of the Momen Northwest Branch?

Is that the killer who killed the whole family of Imperial Doctor Jane?

Tang Yu felt a little bitter in his mouth.

He looked at the eight sergeant-like people in front of him who surrounded him, their positions and coordination worked seamlessly with each other, sealing all the paths that Tang Yu might protrude from surrounding.

No matter how Tang Yu moved, their position immediately changed, and they forced Tang Yu back to the center of the encirclement with the blades in their hands, and the special round shield in their hands completely restrained Tang Yu's hidden weapon, making Tang Yu helpless for a while, without a little temper.

Although these eight people were dressed in military armor, they were obviously not ordinary sergeants at all, and if they guessed correctly, they should be the well-trained Momen killers under Mobei City.

It seems that Ye Feng's guess before was really good, Mobei City and his killers were all hidden in Song Xiaohou's military camp.

Tang Yu tried several times in a row, but he couldn't break out of the encirclement of these eight people, and his heart began to sink.

Momen spared no expense to find a way to restrain the secret weapons of the Tang Sect, and carefully designed such a strange formation, it seems that what they are trying to do is definitely not simple, is it deliberately aimed at the Tang Sect in Shuzhong?

Mo Beicheng watched Tang Yu rush left and right, unable to leave the encirclement of those eight people, as if relieved, and nodded with satisfaction.

He reached out and removed the hat from his head, revealing a full beard and a long scar on his forehead that split the bridge of his nose in half.

He turned around and continued to walk towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked down at Lord Zhou, he had taken Tang Yu's pill, and was sitting on the ground concentrating at the moment, using his skills to protect his heart, and he had no time to care.

Looking up again, Mobeicheng had already come to the front, smiled at him, and said, "Hello, Ye Gongzi, I've heard of the name for a long time." ”

Ye Feng snorted: "Did Song Hu send you here?"

Mo Beicheng smiled and bowed slightly: "Not bad." ”

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and asked, "What did he send you to do?"

Mo Beicheng still maintained a smile on his face, but the words he said made people feel a chill in his heart: "Little Marquis thinks that compared to letting you return to Lanzhou City, if you pick up the heads of the two armies in front of the two armies during the siege of the city, you can more effectively hit the morale of the defending army." ”

He suddenly turned back to the besieged Tang Yu and said, "Tang Gongzi, please rest assured, the little marquis's order does not ask for Tang Gongzi's head, so our Momen will naturally not be willing to build more strong enemies." ”

Tang Yu snorted angrily, but he really couldn't do anything now.

Ye Feng looked at Mo Beicheng's face full of pride, as if the heads of the two people in front of him were completely effortless to pick up, as simple as picking up things.

Anger swelled up in his heart, and he unconsciously reached for the knife at his waist. But his hand suddenly froze.

He didn't have a knife at his waist.

The "deciduous knife" that my father became famous took away when my father returned home alone. And since he was poisoned, Cheng Nianzhen told him not to use martial arts in vain, so he usually didn't have a sword.

Along the way, there has never been a shortage of people around him to protect him, and he has no chance to do it at all.

Who knew it would be like this?

For a while, the defenseless Ye Feng was stunned.

What to do?

Tang Da went to the Grange to transfer troops, Zhang Fatzi went to the Black Armor Guard station to deliver the message, Nanshan Qi was still recuperating in Lanzhou City, and he really didn't know who else he could count on to save his life for a while.

However, he still made a decision out of instinct, maybe this is the only way that can be used at the moment, that is, drag!

Drag the time, drag it back, no matter what, as long as it can be delayed, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Ye Feng's brain began to work rapidly, and he remembered that Zhang Fat had mentioned it to him

The origin of the Momen.

He made a puzzled expression and asked Mo Beicheng: "Why did you obey the orders of the little Marquis of Song? The Mo family school has a long history of more than a thousand years, how brilliant it used to be, and how did it become a group of cold-blooded killers who are willing to be driven by others?"

Mo Beicheng seemed to be touched by his question, stared at Ye Feng silently for a long time, and suddenly said, "Why should I obey the orders of Song Xiaohouye? Haha, that's a good question!"

He looked up at the sky, and his voice became impassioned: "You also know that the Mohist doctrine has a long history of more than 1,000 years, and how brilliant it used to be back then! Compared with those hundreds of schools of thought who can only sit and talk about the Tao, my Mohist family studies the nature of heaven, the study of all things in heaven and earth, the Mohist machine technique, the Mohist tactics, and so on, which one is not ancient and famous?"

"It's a pity that the Mo family is gradually declining later, but it is pretending, and the Confucianism of false Taoism has become orthodox, no one cares about nature and technology anymore, and they are all locked in the house and reciting the Four Books and Five Classics every day.

"And our Momen disciples have gradually disappeared, and now they are even more dependent on finding out news on the rivers and lakes, selling some strange things to make a living, why is this?!"

Ye Feng was stunned by his words, and asked in his heart: Yes, why?

Mo Beicheng said loudly with excitement: "This is because the disciples of the Mo Sect in the past dynasties are divided into two factions: the Ink Sword and the Ink Sword. For the position of a giant, you fought for each other, and in the end, both lost and exhausted the vitality of Momen. ”

"And those who become giants, none of them are really for the prosperity of Momen, they are all doing nothing, and even the recent generations of giants have actually lived in seclusion, and even their own children in Momen have only heard of their names and have never met, which has led to Momen gradually withdrawing from the stage of the rivers and lakes. ”

Mobeicheng's voice roared almost hoistfully: "But I'm not reconciled, I will not be reconciled!"

He stretched out his hand and touched the scar on his forehead: "Our children of Momen, for the sake of Momen, add knives and axes, throw blood, even if they sacrifice their lives, they are not afraid, but we are not willing to watch Momen die silently day by day, and watch our hard work go down the drain like this!"

Ye Feng seemed to understand a little: "So, Little Marquis Song must have offered you a price that you can't refuse?"

Mo Beicheng nodded: "Yes, the little marquis promised me, as long as I can eradicate the power of Suwang Zhu according to the plan this time, in the northwest in the future, Momen will be the first sect of black and white!"

With the Northwest as a springboard, it will no longer be a dream for Momen to march into the Central Plains in the future and compete with the world's heroes. ”

Hearing this, Tang Yu suddenly understood why Mobeicheng would spare no expense to buy a way to restrain the secret weapon of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong from the merchant.

Since they want to compete in the Central Plains Martial Arts in the future, then of course the Tangmen in Shuzhong will become their number one enemy sooner or later.

Ye Feng couldn't imagine that Mobei City still had such great ambitions in his chest, he shook his head and asked, "You have played so big this time, aren't you afraid that your Momen giants know?"

Mobeicheng snorted coldly: "Since he became a Momen giant twenty years ago, he has disappeared, no one has seen him on the rivers and lakes, and there is no news about him. Even now, no one knows whether he is still alive. ”

"Besides, everything I do is for the future of Momen, for the re-emergence of Momen, what I do is what he should do, I have a clear conscience, why should I be afraid that he knows?"

His righteous and strict words made Ye Feng a little unable to answer, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Mo Beicheng smiled faintly at this time and said, "I have already told you everything you want to know, and I have also delayed you for so long, you think there will be a miracle."

Did a rescue soldier come down from the sky to save you?"

One sentence broke Ye Feng's mind, which made Ye Feng feel very embarrassed.

Tang Yu was anxious, it seemed that Mobei City was going to make a move!

He tried his best and tried several times in a row, but he still couldn't break through the encirclement of the eight people in front of him.

Mo Beicheng glanced at Tang Yu, who had nothing to do, turned his head to Ye Feng and smiled faintly and said, "It seems that there is no miracle." ”

Before he finished speaking, his smile was still on his face, and he suddenly froze.

For at this moment, from outside the woods, a man was striding in.

The man wore a shabby bamboo hat on his head, which was pressed so low that he could not see his face, and he was wearing a shabby and rough linen shirt, and every step he took was slow and steady.

Mo Beicheng's brows furrowed, he seemed familiar with this kind of dress, but there was obvious hesitation in his eyes, and there was some disbelief.

The man got closer and closer, and Mo Beicheng suddenly raised his hand, and suddenly eight people in sergeant uniforms jumped out of the bushes on the side, forming the same formation, and surrounding the Mai man wearing a hat in the center.

Mo Beicheng's expression calmed down, he knew too much about the power of this formation, as long as he was trapped, there were few masters in the world today who could easily break out.

He's confident.

The Mai man stopped, said nothing, and suddenly reached to his waist with both hands, and there were two more daggers in his hands.

He looked around at the eight people surrounding him, suddenly shouted, and rushed forward.

The two sergeants on the front raised their round shields to block Mai's momentum, and the blades in the hands of the two sergeants on both sides pierced Mai's ribs, and they really coordinated seamlessly, except to retreat, he had no other choice at all!

But Mai did not retreat.

The momentum of his forward rush did not decrease at all, and he only heard two "snorts", and the blades in the hands of the sergeants on both sides sank into his ribs, and everyone present could not help but be stunned.

What is he doing? Is he going to kill himself?

Mai's body also bowed violently due to pain, but his hand did not stop, and the two swords in his hand flashed, and the heads of the four sergeants suddenly rolled to the ground, splashing blood on the ground.

The eight people who originally surrounded him fell four at once, and the formation was broken!

The Mai man rushed forward with great strength, and rushed out all at once, the momentum of the forward rush was not over, and in his roar, there were two steel knives stuck under his ribs, and he flew straight towards the eight people who surrounded Tang Yu!

The eight people were almost stunned when they saw it, and suddenly saw the Mai man flying straight over, caught off guard for a while, and was plunged into his chest like lightning by the double knives in his hands, and two more people fell!

The Mai man's roar stopped abruptly, and he fell to the ground, dead of rage.

This time, even the formation that surrounded Tang Yu was broken, but Tang Yu stood there in a daze for a while and didn't come back to his senses.

What kind of battle is this? What kind of people is this?

Tang Yu suddenly felt that such a scene, such a lifeless person seemed familiar, he remembered that in Songyang Town, Songshan Mountain, he had also seen this scene, at that time, it was the white ghost Bai Happy of the Thirty-six Villages of the Green Forest and the butcher in the cold-blooded thirteen killings!

And it was the people of the Cai family in Luoyang who killed them in one fell swoop with the same tragic method, the ten masters of the Cai family!

This Mai man is exactly the same as the Cai family's ten masters' methods of killing, and there must be a connection between them.

When Tang Yu stood stunned, Mobeicheng was also stunned.

He had never seen such a person, such a method of killing, it was simply breathtaking and terrifying.

Wait, maybe, maybe in the depths of his memory, it seems that he had heard of such a person, such a method of killing, before.

Mo Beicheng's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Momen Dead?"