Chapter 11: The Ghost Will Appear

Mo Wentian and Jiang Feng went out of the first small city in the extreme south together, although they met Huang Tie Dan in the city and had a fight, but how many people with a bold temperament like Huang Tie Dan can still be in the martial arts today? Although the rivers and lakes seem to be calm on the surface, there is a dark tide surging in private. How many "heroes" who are full of benevolence, righteousness, and morality have done things that go against the morals for their own selfish desires? How many people who talk all day long about how upright they are and how they uphold justice can really do what they say?

Not to mention, you can see a lot from the battle with Sword Mountain Villa eight years ago. Dozens of "heroes" from all walks of life not only did not help Mo Liancheng deal with the Blood Ghost Alliance, but instead colluded with each other to bring the Lijian Villa, which was in dire straits, to the ground, just to get that thing!

Thinking of this, Mo Wentian's heart tightened unconsciously, and he didn't know when he would be able to really avenge his father and them. In this life, even if I run out of time, I will definitely find out those thieves who participated in the battle of Lijian Villa back then, and use their heads to pay tribute to the souls of those who died in vain in my Lijian Villa!

Out of the small city, Mo Wentian looked at the money bag he was carrying, and found that there were only a few copper plates left, and he immediately shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "Brother Jiang, let's save some money, I really don't have any money here." ”

"The eldest husband walks the world, when he is happy and vengeful, he can save anything, but he can't save drinking. Jiang Feng said heroically.

"What's the matter? Are you greedy again? Forget that you were drunk like a little girl last time? Besides, you and I spent all the money of Lao Tzu, of course you don't feel distressed!"

Jiang Feng smiled.

Not long after leaving the town, the originally clear sky began to gradually become overcast, and thick dark clouds obscured the clear sky, overwhelming people's breath. But for Mo Wentian, what he likes the most is this gloomy and gloomy weather. Compared with sunny days, Mo Wentian still likes such a breezy weather with a little humidity in the air.

Looking up at the more and more dark clouds in the sky, Mo Wentian said worriedly: "We have to find a place to settle quickly, otherwise this heavy rain may continue for a few days!"

Walking on the straight dirt path, Mo Wentian was thinking about how he should go next. After going to every city in the Far South, what should you do if you haven't gotten a glimpse of the martial arts you want to take?

As he was walking, Mo Wentian suddenly stopped. Looking at the empty path ahead, Mo Wentian said: "Come out! Don't hide it! You have been following us since you left the city, who are you?"

At this moment, a person suddenly flashed out of the path that was originally empty in front of him and came out of the ground!

"Hehehe, you little cub is a little bit of a thing, and you can even find me? If your father had half your mind, he wouldn't have died so miserably!" the man said sadly.

Mo Wen looked the person in front of him up and down in the sky, dressed in a shiny black robe, and his long blood-red hair covered his face, making it difficult for people to see his true appearance.

Mo Wentian looked at him coldly, and said slowly: "You must be a member of the Blood Ghost Alliance, right? Today, the master is here to tell you that one day I will personally kill the Blood Ghost Mountain and destroy your Blood Ghost Alliance with a sword!"

"Hahaha! Huangkou Xiao'er has such a big breath! Do you think that you alone can beat many of my subordinates on the Blood Ghost Mountain? and delusionally think that he will destroy my Blood Ghost Alliance with one hand? Then I will make you unable to survive today!"

Mo Wentian was about to pull out the shock behind him, but there was a person who moved faster than him! That person stabbed straight at Mo Wentian with a milky white long sword! The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth hooked up a smile, and finally he couldn't help it? I saw his right hand into a fist, and the golden internal force surged upward. It seemed that he was in a hurry, but in fact, Mo Wentian had already prepared, and slammed into the shoulder of the man holding the sword with a strong and incomparable internal force. The man snorted and raised his sword and retreated, taking five or six steps in a row before he stood still.

This person turned out to be Jiang Feng!

"Jiang Feng, you finally can't help it!" Mo Wentian sneered.

"When did you know?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I've been suspicious of you since that day when I killed those Blood Demon Alliance bugs in Northern Desert City! You first let them poison me in order to kill me, and then you let them rush up and cut me with a knife regardless of life or death, in fact, you want to weigh my strength with the lives of those people, right? If I hadn't killed the enemy at that time, I guess you wouldn't have waited until now to do it, right?"

After a slight pause, Mo Wentian continued: "You know that you are not my opponent, so you pretend to walk with me all the way, wanting to find an opportunity to wait for me to be done. But your acting skills are really too tasteless, and when you met that group of robbers later, you rushed forward desperately, making yourself covered in blood, and then told me a story that I don't know if it's true or not, and wanted me to let down my guard against you. Although I don't ask the heavens to be a person of great wisdom, I am not unclear about the truth and the false! You are simply a person from the Blood Yama!"

Jiang Feng smiled bitterly: "Yes, I am a person from the Blood Yama! But during this time, I have sincerely regarded you as a friend, and the last few days have been the most relaxed moment I have had in so many years. Whether you consider me a friend or not, you are my friend in my heart anyway. But I have to do it to you!"

Mo Wentian laughed: "Friend, what is a friend in your opinion? Is it to hide your identity, and then look for an opportunity to stab me to death, this is a friend?"

Glancing at Jiang Feng, who was standing on the side and drooping his shoulders, Mo Wentian turned around and looked at the man in black in the distance. Some people, from the time you started doing those things, really can't go back!

The long blood-red hair of the man in black moved in the wind, looked at Jiang Feng, and said coldly: "Useless thing!

Jiang Feng clenched the long sword in his hand imperceptibly, gritted his teeth with anger on his face, but he didn't dare to speak, turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he stopped, and looked back at Mo Wentian: "Brother Mo......! I'm sorry!" After saying that, he drifted away.

Mo Wentian watched Jiang Feng drift away.

"Little, I didn't expect you to be quite smart, and I thought I would be able to get you back without having to do anything. Now it seems that Ben will have to go out in person!"

"Report your name to the master before you shoot! The master never kills a nameless person under the sword!"

"Hahahaha! My ghost general is still afraid of you as a miscellaneous boy? Ben will not have a name, so he will be called the ghost general!"

After speaking, he quickly rushed towards Mo Wentian! The speed was terrifying!

The golden mark on Mo Wentian's eyebrows suddenly lit up, and then began to become radiant, as if it was about to cut through the vast sky and rush out of the universe. This self-proclaimed ghost general must be a more powerful person in the Blood Ghost Alliance, this time Mo Wentian did not hide it anymore, but completely exuded the vast true qi in his body, Mo Wentian thought to himself, I can't fight him if I don't believe the master!

Sure enough, under the effect of the golden internal force, the ghost general seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, and ten percent of his power could only exert five or six percent! This made the ghost general surprised, could it be that after this guy absorbed Lu Zu Jindan, the golden internal force in his body had a restraining effect on me?

The ghost general shook his head, even if this bastard boy absorbs the golden pill, how much good can he be? How could a guy who is less than twenty years old be able to defeat a battle-hardened general!

The Nether Ghost General despised Mo Wentian, but simply wanted to rely on his own strong strength to disintegrate Mo Wentian's golden internal force. The ghost gushed out of his body with black internal force, his eyes turned red in an instant, and his long blood-red hair reminded him of the evil ghost from hell!

The ghost turned his right hand into a fist, wrapped in strands of black internal force, and smashed towards Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian blocked Jinghong in front of him, and the vast golden internal force of his eyebrows and dantian surged to Jinghong, resisting the all-out blow of the Netherworld Ghost. In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and it seemed that only Mo Wentian and the Nether Ghost General were left under the dome. A golden internal force is competing with a black internal force.

Mo Wentian gritted his teeth, used all his strength to fight against the Netherworld Ghost General, and opened his mouth to spit out a pool of blood! This Netherworld Ghost General is also the lowest in the Mixed Yuan Realm, although he is now at the peak of the Chengwang Realm, and he is only one step away from the Mixed Yuan Realm, but it is a world of difference, and there is a chasm in between! Could it be that he is really going to die here today? Mo Wentian thought to himself. I can't die yet! I haven't killed that old bastard of Blood Yama, how can I die!

"I'm Mo Wentian!" Mo Wentian gritted his teeth and said word by word, and every word he said seemed to have a little more strength on his body. And the Jinghong in his hand was like hearing Mo Wentian's shout, and it was suddenly radiant, and the original golden and blood-red Jinghong turned into blood-red in an instant!

Mo Wentian gritted his teeth, clenched the shock with all his strength, and slashed towards the ghost general! The ghost general was taken aback in his heart, this kid was already under his own strong strength and was about to be unable to hold on, how could he still swing this sword that can be called the pinnacle?

A blood-red sword qi slashed towards the Netherghost General, if the Netherghost would retreat directly at this time, then he could have survived very well, and then find another chance to kill Mo Wentian in the future. But the ghost general refuses to take a step back! I think that as one of the three major ghost generals of the Blood Ghost Alliance, I was so frightened by a junior that I retreated, so how could I hold my head up in front of the alliance leader in the future?

As a result, the Netherworld Ghost General made up his mind, and strands of black internal force continued to pour out from the depths of the dantian, wanting to dissolve that incomparable sword qi head-on. After swinging that sword, Mo Wentian gathered all the true qi in his body on Jing Hong, although he still doesn't know why Jing Hong suddenly turned blood red, but the most important thing now is to live! Only by living can he be qualified to take revenge!

Then there was the second sword qi, and the third sword qi......

The Wraiths finally find themselves in danger, but it's too late to get out of the way. Now let alone kill the guy in front of him who is less than twenty years old, even the sword qi around him one after another makes him almost a little overwhelmed.

How could this kid be so strong?

Mo Wentian didn't leave him a chance at all, just held Jing Hong with both hands, and gathered the true qi in the eyebrows and dantian onto the sword body. Swing the last sword at the Netherworld!

"No!" the ghost general shouted loudly, but all that awaited him was the powerful sword qi that cut through his skin little by little, invading the internal organs in his body. It's a heart-rending feeling, like a knife slashing around your heart.

In the end, the ghost general couldn't carry it, and his body was cut to pieces by the sword qi, and he died in the hands of Mo Wentian!

The shock in his hand fell straight to the ground, and Mo Wentian sat down.

Sure enough, the strength of the Mixed Yuan Realm should not be underestimated, although he said that he had absorbed the vast true qi of the Jin Dan and reached the peak of the Chengwang Realm, he was really hanging by a thread against the last old guy who had been immersed in the Mixed Yuan Realm for many years! If the Netherworld Ghost General had not underestimated the enemy, and had just come up with all his strength, then he might really be dead now! Thinking of this, Mo Wentian couldn't help but be afraid. After waiting for a long time, he came to his senses and gently stroked the handful in his hand.

During the fight just now, Jinghong suddenly turned all over his body blood-red, but now it has turned golden, no longer the previous pale gold on one side and blood red on the other, but completely golden. Mo Wentian rubbed his head suspiciously, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on. Is it only when you exert all your strength that this stunner turns into that red that seems to be about to drip blood?

Mo Wentian wanted to stand up and try to see if it was the same as he thought, but just now in the fight, more than half of the golden internal force in his body was consumed! There was also a heart-rending pain all over his body. Now I can only reluctantly sit on the ground, recovering the true qi in my body little by little.

Mo Wentian turned his head and looked at the stump fragments of the ghost general, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "What kind of bullshit ghost general are you, haven't you been killed by me and I have not left a piece of armor?" In the future, when my skills go up a few more levels, I will definitely personally kill the Blood Ghost Mountain and take off the head of the old guy in the Blood Yama as a night pot!"

Mo Wentian couldn't help laughing out loud, but this laugh made his body, which had already suffered internal injuries, suddenly hurt, and he gasped in pain. Don't care about anything else for now, let's have good luck first, and then talk about it when the true qi in the body recovers!

Mo Wentian sat cross-legged, and the shock was inserted on the ground in front of him, flashing with a faint golden light. Mo Wentian flowed the remaining true qi in his body through all parts of his body little by little, repairing the five internal organs and six internal organs, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and the eight veins that were originally seriously damaged. The body was shrouded in a faint golden true qi, and I saw the golden mark in the center of Mo Wentian's eyebrows shining, and the dantian also felt a burst of refreshment.

After about five or six hours, Mo Wentian slowly collected his strength and condensed all his true qi in his body. With a wave of his arm, Mo Wentian stood up and stretched. Alas, although the internal force has not yet fully recovered, it can be regarded as a complete recovery. I looked up at the starry sky, and before I knew it, it was already dark. Mo Wentian rubbed his hungry stomach, turned over his baggage, took out some dry food, and ate it with his mouth smashed.

After filling in the stomach for a while, I will first find a big tree, and I will spend one night on the branches, and by the way, I will heal my wounds. Don't ask Tianxin Chassis to calculate. Suddenly, he remembered Jiang Feng coldly, Mo Wentian's face was gloomy, and he laughed at himself: "Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng, you said that you regarded me as a friend, hehe......"

In the rivers and lakes, many times it is involuntarily, and often the people who care most about the word "love" lose the worst in the end. For many years, so many chivalrous and gentle knights have been trapped in the cage of the rivers and lakes, and they have entered the rivers and lakes for a day, and they will not be able to get out for the rest of their lives. Although there are so many swordsmen who go on the road alone in the rivers and lakes, and a glass of wine exhausts their enmity, how many of them can find a true friend? The so-called friend, to put it simply, is to be betrayed. Because this is the rivers and lakes, not a child's playhouse. Everyone here lives a life of fear, and they dare not let down their guard in the slightest, otherwise it is likely that they will never recover!

"The dream of the rivers and lakes, young and crazy, a sword to kill the kings. How many things, a glass of wine, who with a glass of words is confused. In this life, it is difficult to be a guest in the rivers and lakes, go to the end of the world, and see the clutch. How many vicissitudes of life, the past is a trampling. But the spring breeze is still there, and he will raise his sword to fight the gods and demons!" Mo Wentian sat on a branch and sang loudly.

lifted the wine jug behind him and found that there was still half a jug of wine in it, which made Mo Wentian very happy. Today there was a big battle with the ghost general, and in the end he was still alive and the old guy was dead, Mo Wentian felt happy when he thought about it. Well, it's time to celebrate!

Drinking the wine in the pot one after another, Mo Wentian's eyes were blank. When half of the pot of wine was drunk, Mo Wentian came to his senses, retracted his thoughts, and sat cross-legged on the branches of the tree to channel the true qi in his body.

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The next day, Mo Wentian didn't open his eyes until the third pole of the sun. Jumped up from the tree and jumped below. Mo Wentian rubbed his sore arms and shoulders, and said to himself: "After one night's luck, the internal injuries have finally been healed. ”

With a yawn, Mo Wentian took his luggage and walked towards the south again. After walking for nearly three days, Mo Wentian finally saw a city in front of him from a distance. After approaching, I saw three big characters engraved on the top of the city wall, "Six Hundred Miles". The more you look at it, the more you wonder, why did this good city have such a strange name?

Mo Wentian glanced at the tall city wall, turned around and walked into the city.

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