There are countless sects of the world's rivers and lakes, among which the eight major sects of the rivers and lakes are the head, the four holy places are beyond the world, and there are also heavenly gates that are both righteous and evil.

Tianmen rose twenty years ago, located in the southeast Tianzhu Forest, a battle flag with the words "with the sky, the sun and the moon together"

The master of the door, Ling Wushuang, was shocked and gorgeous, and was crowned with the title of "unparalleled in the world" by the people of the rivers and lakes, and rose in the rivers and lakes twenty years ago to fight with the Sword Emperor to seal the heavens, and the establishment of Tianmen has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for many years.

The masters of Tianmen are like clouds, the four hall masters under his command, the seven kills of the night, the two protectors of the white phoenix and the peacock, and the mysterious three holy masters.

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"Boom!" Xiahou Xiongba punched, this punch shook the surface of the lake, and the entire lake set off a wide range of waves.

In the past, the war ghost Xiahou dominated the rivers and lakes, he did not have any weapons, only relied on a pair of iron fists to make the heroes of the world bend their waists, with a body as strong as black iron is enough to look at any weapon......

"Your soft sword can't hurt Lao Tzu!" Xiahou Xiongba ignored the long sword stabbed on his arm and punched the man in white in the chest.

"Poof!" the man in white flew out and crashed into a tree, spitting out blood.

"Bai Feng!" the woman in the blue dress shouted, and then she was like a phantom to dodge Xiahou Xiongba's attack.

Xiahou Xiongba squinted, "Ling Wushuang's Thousand Illusion Heavenly Shadow Steps, you can also learn the same!"

"It's a pity that he's the only one who has ...... fire"

"Lao Tzu's immortal battle body still has a pair of iron fists, who can resist it!!"

Xiahou Xiongba roared, then rushed up, his fists bubbling with a black breath: "Send you into the Yellow Spring!"

"Hundred Birds and Phoenix" Bai Feng moved, he blocked in front of the woman in the blue skirt, and phantoms flew out one by one, forming an energy body in the shape of a huge white bird.

The iron fist collided with the big white bird, "Boom!!"

Countless stones and dirt were splashed on the ground, but who was the opponent? It was Xiahou Xiongba, and the phantom of the white bird began to dissipate little by little......

"Bang!!" The iron fist shattered the phantom of the white bird, and the white phoenix flew out.

"Bang!!" Bai Feng slammed to the ground, and he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back.

How many new top ten masters in the world, Zi Yufeng, how many innate gods of war Xiao Zhan......?

I remember that some time ago, the Taiwei head of Shu Mountain said to Mo Fan that in his eyes, only the two juniors of Zi Yufeng and Nangong Shengfeng were amazing, catching up with Emperor Jiang back then.

Maybe there are too many legends in the rivers and lakes today, and too many Tianjiao have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, but Xiahou Xiongba is still the war ghost who dominated the world ten years ago, how can only two younger generations fight together?

Ten years ago, Xiahou Xiongba broke into the Valley of the Divine Shadow alone, and fought alone against the seven sons of the Divine Shadow of the year, and finally fought with the ancient Youchen without a victory......

He represents an era, represents a person who is not a genius but crushes the genius, walks out of a small mountain village step by step, relies on his fists to shock the heroes of the world, and achieves the prestige of war ghosts in the sword and sword......

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Xiahou Xiongba stood in front of him, and his momentum was restrained: "That's good, I can walk a few rounds in my hands!"

"Who is the senior?" the peacock helped Bai Feng and said, "You are not from the Mo family, the twelve apostles of the Mo family have all gone to the northwest, and the white-clothed sword immortal Duguchen has re-entered the Supreme and has gone to Shenwu City, so there will be no more masters like you......"

"The girl doll is very clear, but it's a pity that you underestimated the old guy who has stepped on the Spring and Autumn Period......"

Xiahou Xiongba grinned.

Seeing that the old man didn't answer, Bai Feng clutched his chest and said with a breath of disbelief, "Maybe you are a master of the hidden world, but what we are going to do in the Heavenly Gate is not something you can stop......"

"Bullshit, I won't stop you from doing things in Tianmen" Xiahou Xiongba clenched his fists, "As long as it's not too much disparity in strength, I won't help that stinky boy, so whether you live or die depends on the ability of your men......"

What he said seemed to be indifferent, but in fact he was extremely scoundrel, Bai Feng couldn't help but scold secretly in his heart, if you don't stop the two of you, that kid will definitely die, and the original 100% result is to make you 50%, as long as the disparity is not too much, to put it bluntly, you still protect him......

But even so, Bai Feng and Peacock could only endure it, as long as this bearded middle-aged man didn't make a move on them, it would be a good thing, not at the same level at all, how could the six spirit transformation peaks kill that gentleman......

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In the Lingxiao Pavilion of the Imperial Palace, Xia Hanhuang sat on a golden chair and drank a cup of tea, and said, "I heard that I tried a game with that Xiao Zhan?"

"Well, there was a fight!" Yuwen said without the slightest concealment, "I didn't win, I didn't lose"

"Released the water?" said Xia Hanhuang playfully as he teacupped his teacup.

Yuwen looked at this man who was the co-owner of the Central Plains and said, "No, go all out"

"Huh?" Xia Hanhuang's hand stopped, staring at the man he admired the most, a little incredulously.

"Everyone in the world knows the relationship between the Xiao family and the Mo family, Xiao Qiyue is older, followed by Mo Fan, the third son, and then the third son, Xiao Zhan!"

"Lifting a thousand catties, the overlord halberd in my hand is not inferior to my Heavenly Desolate War Halberd, but Yuwen is evil against Xiao Zhan and has no ability to release water......"

Listening to Yuwen Qixie's heartfelt words, Xia Hanhuang smiled undeniably, "Also, this heavenly list is still ranked by the Military Aircraft Department!"

"Two years ago, during the battle with the grassland, the third prince Xiao Zhan annihilated 1,180 enemy soldiers with a halberd, led 800 light cavalry into the depths ......of the grassland, and slaughtered 13,000 grassland warriors with 800 light cavalry, and the fourth position on the list was not given to him in vain this day."

Saying that, Xia Hanhuang shook his head helplessly: "It's a pity that this domineering third prince is surnamed Xiao ......."

Hearing this man talk about the Heavenly List, Yuwen couldn't help but ask, "Actually, the minister has never understood the purpose of His Majesty's promulgation of the Heavenly List!"

"There are top ten masters ranked by Murong Hua in this river and lake, shouldn't there be a corresponding person in my temple arranged by Xia Hanhuang?" Xia Hanhuang said meaningfully.

Yuwen was shocked in his heart, and then looked at this man who seemed to regard the rivers and lakes as his playthings and bowed his head deeply, this man needs to be loyal to himself.

"But it's evil, do you still like that girl from the Xiao family?" Xia Hanhuang looked at Yuwen and asked gently.

A gentle look appeared on Yuwen's rare face, "Yes, I've always liked it"

"Haha, when the time is right, I will personally propose a marriage for you......"

Yuwen felt warm in his heart and nodded.

This man is always so gentle to himself, never unattainable but like an elder......

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When he was a child, Mo Fan also lived a carefree life, no worse than the life of those princes, because his grandfather saved 300,000 iron horses for him, a squandered family fund, and he could live the life of a master at will.

But slowly, as the meridians of the second uncle's whole body were exhausted, he also understood his surname Mo, understood how heavy the burden of the 300,000 Mo family army was, and also knew how many people wanted him, the only descendant of the Mo family, to die in a corner of this world......

Even if the Mo family has 300,000 iron horsemen, the twelve apostles of Canglan, and countless masters? It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to destroy the Mo family, and it is too simple to kill a child, so he began to live in that spurned way, he wants to tell everyone that the only descendant of the Mo family is a gentleman who can only have fun, and the Mo family has no future, but on the other hand, he has to spend all his time studying, practicing martial arts, and spending countless times the effort of others to do these things, because he must have the ability to protect himself, and he must also have the ability to really take over the 300,000 Mo family army, because how can the 300,000 Mo family army recognize a useless and deceitful commanderEven if he has a hard time, but he can't hide it for a lifetime, one day someone will see through it, and one day he needs to stand up, otherwise the 300,000 Mo family army will eventually change hands......

Finally, more and more people doubted him, and at this time, he knew that the barbarians were about to move, so he simply started at this time, cut off the arms of the third prince, and told those who doubted him that they didn't need to doubt it anymore, even if they knew that I, Mo Fan, was forbearing, what if I wasn't afraid that the Tianlan Country Gate would be broken by those million barbarians, then come and kill me......

Taiwei said, "Child, I'm sorry for you!"

Mo Wentian said, "He was born in my Mo family, and he suffered him!"

Xia Hanhuang said, "You have deceived the people of the world, and you have also deceived my ......"

Mo Fan doesn't care, who knows how he came over for countless days and nights? The only Xiuxiu who knows is also dead, who knows that Mo Fan just wants to live freely?

Who knew that he didn't want to hold the cold knife at all but had to hold it, because his surname was Mo.

Who knows how he feels when he hears people all over the world scolding him every day, including his brother-in-law and countless Mo Jiajun, looking at him with disdainful eyes?

So, the most bitter thing in the Mo family is Mo Fan......

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Mo Fan slowly unsheathed the Cold Moon Knife in his hand, and the green leaves in the spring-filled bamboo forest fell on his cheeks with the wind, and the knife exuded a slight chill.

"Whoosh!" the three of them moved in unison, slashing towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan took a few steps back, and a flash of sword light rushed out, causing all three of them to retreat......

The other three also moved, and three long swords fell from the sky and stabbed at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan put his knife on his head to block the three long swords, and at this time, a person rushed up and hit Mo Fan's stomach with a punch, Mo Fan "poof!" A mouthful of blood spit out and then retreated a dozen steps.

"Hum!" the Cold Moon Knife snorted slightly, Mo Fan wiped his mouth and grinned, "It's really comfortable, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is very happy......"

The six people glanced at each other and then rushed up together, although they were six spirits, they could fight together and return to one, because their swordsmanship was the lost trapped python sword formation of the Jianghu people.

The six long swords were scattered and fell in unison from six directions, and the six people surrounded Mo Fan, and then one after another sword lights rushed towards Mo Fan in the middle.

"Boom!" Mo Fan blocked the sword light with a knife, but there were still some sword lights scratching his body.

"Zhu!"

"Stinky boy, that's all you can do?"

Xiahou Xiongba on the side looked a little worried, for fear that this kid would die in the sword formation, and if he was going to spread it out, he would be killed by six spirits under his own protection, so he was still a fart?

"Brother Mo Fan!" Xiao Liuli shouted as she looked at Mo Fan, who was already covered in blood in the sword array, with tears in her eyes.

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Mo Fan's consciousness began to blur, but he still gritted his teeth and smiled, covered in blood, looking at some evil spirits, "Old ghost Xiahou, look at ......"

"His Royal Highness the Prince of the World still has a knife, which is his own sword......"

"Huh?" Xiahou Xiongba ignored Mo Fan's old ghost, and instead looked at Mo Fan in surprise.

Because Mo Fan's aura at this time was very unstable, and his cultivation was wandering between the transformation of the spirit and the return to one, and layers of ice and snow appeared in the Cold Moon Knife.

"The snow of the bamboo forest in Shushan, the sword flying snow without tears, I use the sword to freeze the snow as the ice ...... today"

Mo Fan closed his eyes, then the cold moon chirped in his hand, and the snowflakes began to freeze, and then he waved his knife fiercely, "Four Seasons - Early Winter"

"Boom!!" a sword light condensed into an ice dragon and flew out, surrounding

The Cold Moon Knife then swept out.

"Boom!!" The ice dragon swept, and the six long swords all froze and then shattered, and the powerful qi directly knocked all the six black-clothed men away......

Half of the six yellow-shirted men fell to the ground, half of their bodies condensed into ice, and then died......

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"This knife is amazing!" Xiahou Xiongba was silent for a while, and then praised for the first time.

"Brother Mo Fan is so amazing!!" Xiao Liuli kept clapping on the side.

Mo Fan grinned, his mouth was already full of blood, "Hey, it's amazing, old ghost......"

"Poof!" After speaking, Mo Fan's eyes went dark and he fell directly to the ground.

Xiahou Xiongba turned his head and glanced at Bai Feng and the peacock, and then sneered: "Hurry up!"

Bai Feng and Peacock both glanced at Mo Fan on the ground in shock, and then the two glanced at each other and turned around and disappeared in front of them along the woods......

"Whoosh!" Xiahou Xiongba jumped to Mo Fan's side, hugged him, and then laughed heartily, "Stinky boy, it's enough to die, haha!!"

"Lao Tzu is starting to appreciate you......"

Xiao Liuli ran over, and then grabbed the corner of Xiahou Xiongba's clothes, "Uncle bearded, is Brother Mo Fan okay?"

"Don't worry, you can't die!" Xiahou Xiongba said, and glanced deeply at Mo Fan in his arms.

Suddenly, he suddenly found that this young man was really similar to the man who was dressed in white and fascinated many women in the world......

"Hmph, it's really biological......"

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