Under the city of Pingyang, Mo Wudao sat on a horse and talked eloquently.

"This Pingyang City is known as the third largest city in Zhongzhou, but now it seems that it is a little more powerful than Xianyang, the capital of Yunqin Kingdom!"

"Hehe... Now that the Son of Heaven from all states has gathered in Pingyang City, even if it is a remote town, it will not be weaker than the capital of a country in terms of momentum. ”

"Tut, indeed, especially now in Pingyang City, I actually found a group of Yuan Infant Stage monks to guard the door, you said that this momentum is not weaker than the mountain gate of your Great Compassion Sect. ”

Mo Wudao had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, but his gaze drifted to several monks on the city wall.

The most eye-catching thing is the Xuanshang Fairy who had a relationship with each other at the beginning of the mountain, and the three Xuantian Sect disciples behind him, a woman and three men.

Mo Wudao's voice was very small, and it was at least a few hundred meters away from the city tower.

However, the Xuantian Sect disciples on the city tower clearly heard Mo Wudao's words, and immediately showed a displeased look on their faces.

Mo Wudao's words were obviously aimed at them, and he deliberately said them to them.

"This kid from the Heavenly Demon Sect, dare to say that we are gatekeepers, it's unforgivable!"

"Senior sister, do you want to teach him a lesson, otherwise others will think that our Xuantian faction is easy to bully. ”

"Yes, when you come to our territory, you dare to be so arrogant!"

A touch of displeasure also flashed in the eyes of the Xuanshang Fairy, and two sharp gazes, like divine swords that cut through the darkness, stabbed at Mo Wudao.

Mo Wudao sat upright on the horse, but he seemed to be unmoved, and even winked at the Xuanshang Fairy, his eyes were full of banter and provocation.

"Hmm!"

Fairy Xuanshang's eyes moved slightly, those two gazes just now actually contained a wisp of her divine sense and a trace of imperceptible Xuanshuang sword qi!

If it was an ordinary monk at the peak of the primordial infant, he would at least be in a trance.

The disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect did not react in the slightest, and his Yuan attack sank into the sea and turned into nothingness.

The junior brother's request, the Xuanshang Fairy tried it in his heart, so he nodded and agreed.

"Third junior brother, you go and test it, pay attention to proportion!"

"Senior sister, rest assured, I know it in my heart. ”

The third junior brother smiled, jumped directly from the dozens of meters high city wall, and grabbed Mo Wudao's face door like a roc spreading its wings.

"Who?"

The Yunqin soldiers who were on guard around were suddenly shocked, but then some officers stopped and told them not to pay attention.

These masters have tricks, and their nosy work is to deliver food and find death.

Da Zhao's royal guards saw that the other party's target was the National Teacher, and they were unmoved, and everyone had a tacit understanding, as if they were another parallel world.

"Test me!"

Mo Wudao stopped Qing Xing and Qing Qiu, who were about to make a move, and pressed his hands lightly on the saddle, his body floated lightly, and he greeted the disciple of the Xuantian Sect.

"Boom!"

The palms of the two were together, and there was a muffled sound in the air, and the bodies of the two were frozen in the air at all.

After a breath, the two separated, and then shot at the same time again.

"Crackle!"

Both of them floated in the air, but their hands collided with more than a dozen moves in a row.

Every move contains a strong true element, but this true element is perfectly controlled and not leaked.

"Boy, you're in good shape, I'm underestimating you. ”

The disciples of the Xuantian Sect once again slapped Mo Wudao, floated backwards, and stood on top of a fluttering banner outside the city gate.

Mo Wudao also fought on one of the flagpoles, smiled softly, but shook his head.

"Your body is not bad, but your cultivation is weaker, so it's almost the same as letting your senior sister come down and fight me. ”

"Hmph! As far as you are concerned, it is not the turn of the senior sister to make a move. ”

This Xuantian sect disciple snorted coldly, tiptoed a little, and the void rushed on the flagpole after flagpole, rushing towards Mo Wudao again.

Because in front of these countless worldly outsiders, the two of them are very tacit and understand the rules, and they do not use any spells.

Because now half of the Bai Ze envoys in the mainland are in Pingyang City!

Both men fought in the purest form of hand-to-hand combat, with sheer skill and strong physical combat.

From an outsider's point of view, they only think that these two young people are strong in martial arts, and they are against the sky!

Simply compared to the art of hard fighting, how could Mo Wudao lose to others.

Whether it was the collection of Shushan or the collection of the Heavenly Demon Sect's library pavilion, he mastered more martial arts than anyone else.

If you add the intelligence Ji Aya'er, he can simulate any direction of the opponent's shot and how to counterattack before the opponent makes a move.

Now, it's just to tease this stunned young man of the Xuantian faction.

After a few moves, he left several footprints on the opponent's buttocks, which made the third junior disciple of the Xuantian Sect a little depressed and ashamed.

"Senior sister, the martial arts of the third junior brother seem to be inferior to that disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect······"

The Xuantian Sect disciples on the city tower also saw a few extra footprints on the clothes of the third junior disciple.

Although outsiders seem to have the two back and forth, they can see that in fact, their junior brother has fallen behind.

"Third junior brother, come back!" Xuan Sheng spoke.

"Senior sister, I haven't lost yet. ”

The third junior brother's face was slightly red.

Fairy Xuanshang sighed softly, knowing the temper of his junior brother, and continued to transmit the voice: "With martial arts alone, you are not superior, there are too many mortals here, and you can't use monk methods, and when you enter the starting point of the leyline, it is not too late to fight with him." ”

Hearing what the senior sister said, the third junior brother nodded and stopped.

"The place is not right today, find a spacious place the next day, and fight again!"

The third junior brother got rid of Mo Wudao's entanglement, and after speaking, he flew back to the city tower directly, looking quite chic and decisive.

Mo Wudao was stunned for a moment, glanced at the top of the city tower, and said with a smile: "Okay!

Floating down, back to his camp.

"The National Teacher is mighty! The National Teacher is mighty!"

In Da Zhao's convoy, a group of royal guards cheered loudly for face.

Although it is not clear who the other party is, since it is from Pingyang City, and these soldiers of the Yunqin Empire do not stop it, it must be the other party's people.

The other party did it without saying a word, obviously wanting to give Da Zhao a dismissal!

Now that they have been beaten back by the national teacher, they naturally want to cheer for their own national teacher.

In the royal carriage, Zhao Wenyu, the Great Zhao Guojun, also put down the fold in his hand and smiled at the Lord Shangshu of the Yunqin State Rite Department who accompanied him on the side.

"Lord Shangshu, the welcome ceremony of your Yun Qin Kingdom is also unique and impressive!"

"Uh······"

Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites laughed with him, but cursed again and again in his heart, these masters who His Majesty the Emperor can't control, are really not sensible, and at this time, they can't bear it.

It's just misunderstood, don't say it, it seems to have lost!

But the Ministry of Rites Shangshu is also a sleek person, but he diverted the topic and praised: "Your country's national teacher is strong in martial arts, and the lower officials admire it!"