"That's right, who told you to be insatiable, who don't lie to you?" said Tie Laosun with a pout.

Li Xuanchu should have been furious. But he suddenly quieted down, he glared at the old blacksmith, turned to look at Mo Ying and said lightly: "If you don't want that young man to die, then spend it slowly!"

Li Xuanchu looked at Luo Ming, who was already dying on the ground, and said. He really didn't want to waste time here, in case this mission failed, he didn't want the army of the imperial court to enter the Fu Pavilion on this ground, leaving only an empty name and a lifetime of regret.

Li Xuanchu suddenly understood that since Zhao Qiankun was here, there was no need for him to be angry, he was just an order to do things, and it was also Zhao Qiankun's business if he messed up, after all, he was the chief master.

When it comes to the imperial mandate, dreams are like gambling, with a long history on one side and a vanishing on the other.

Li Xuanchu didn't talk, and the scene became weird for a while, and no one spoke. Everyone is annotating Luo Ming Gongzi, very cruelly appreciating the slow withering process of a young life.

At the same time, he was also looking forward to what would happen to the young man in front of him? After all, he was arrogant, and he also bluntly said the Beast Teng Sword.

This is a psychological contest, Zhao Qiankun and Li Xuanchu know very well that the old blacksmith will not let this young master of the Dragon Sword die, they believe that this arrogant young man will definitely make the right choice, if nothing else, just for the woman in purple.

In fact, they won the bet, and after a short silence, Mo Ying suddenly said: "Let the soldiers get out of the way, and all the women go out!"

Zhao Qiankun waved his hand, and the soldiers quickly moved out of the way. Mo Ying said: "Let's go, don't stay here, and ask Lord Zhao to give an order, don't embarrass them?"

The people in Mo Ying's mouth naturally refer to You Xiaoyou and Qin Mei'er.

"Of course, just do what the young man commands. ”

"Then what should you do, Senior Brother?" Qin Mei'er asked.

"Take Xiao Yu out of here, don't ask why!" Mo Ying's tone was irrefutable.

Qin Mei'er's heart tightened, it was the first time she had seen her senior brother so upright, so she didn't ask much, ran to You Xiaoyou's side, pulled her up and left.

Unexpectedly, You Xiaoyou refused, and said, "Senior sister, you go first, I'll be fine with my senior brother!"

"Are you all finished? What kind of brother and sister relationship are you showing here?" Li Xuanchu's female disciple in the mask suddenly interjected.

"Shut up, didn't your master teach you a girl's few words?" After speaking, Mo Ying ignored the coldness in the woman's eyes, and turned to You Xiaoyou angrily and said, "What are you doing here?"

You Xiaoyou saw that Mo Ying was angry, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and after looking back at Luo Ming Gongzi again, he pulled up his junior sister Qin Mei'er and walked outside......

Although she didn't know why Ink Shadow wanted them to leave, he believed that there must be a reason for Ink Shadow to do so that he couldn't explain.

Looking at their departing backs, Mo Ying twisted his eyes, looked at the masked woman and said angrily: "And you, aren't you a woman?

The woman was stunned for a moment, and was about to refute, but when her gaze collided with Mo Ying's gaze, she didn't even dare to breathe, and looked at Master Li Xuanchu with some embarrassment.

Li Xuanchu waved his hand and signaled that he would do what the young man said, and the masked woman left the Tibetan Sword Hall with some reluctance.

When their departing backs disappeared from view, Li Xuanchu, who couldn't wait for a long time, said, "It's time to start!"

"Of course, but I still have two more questions for the Lord, and I'll do it anyway, and I won't be able to fly out anyway. Ink Shadow said.

"What's the problem? I hope you will be sober, young man, that you are responsible for what you say, and if what you say is true, even if you have a thousand lives, you don't want to get out of here alive!"

"Of course, where did the blue jade talisman on your son come from?" asked Moying.

Zhao Qiankun frowned, stared at Mo Ying and said, "You are very familiar, why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing, it's just that a friend of mine showed me a blue jade, which is the same as the cultivation talisman on Ling Gongzi's body, and asked curiously!" Mo Ying didn't blink his eyes, and opened his mouth to say a panic.

"A friend sent it!" replied Zhao Qiankun.

"What kind of friends?"

Zhao Qiankun suddenly smiled and said, "Young man, your question is a little redundant, too much curiosity will kill you." ”

Mo Ying knew that there were some things that could not be rushed, as long as he knew that this blue jade had something to do with him, since he was his friend, then he must not be able to get rid of the things on the cliff.

And this Zhao Qiankun, he remembered that his father once let him read a dossier, and the record on the dossier was: This person's skills are high, and his cultivation realm is famous among the Tang Emperor and even in the rivers and lakes. He has led the troops well, has made many miraculous achievements, and the future is unlimited, but this person needs to be used with caution.

Mo Ying didn't know why his father would leave his last sentence on the talent file of the Tang Empire, but he knew that this was not for nothing. These thoughts flashed quickly in Mo Ying's mind, and he smiled and said, "Master Hou has won the award, and we young people are full of curiosity about this world, aren't we?"

"I hope so! What about the second question?"

"My uncle's crazy pen scholar can be somewhere in this Dragon Villa?"

After Mo Ying finished speaking, Zhao Qiankun and Li Xuanchu's eyes widened at the same time. Zhao Qiankun suddenly asked, "Are you a disciple of Beishan?"

"Exactly!"

"Zhuge Wenwu is your master?"

"Exactly!"

"I can't imagine that a disciple of another mountain can still be a peer and do something that is not a gentleman!" After Li Xuanchu finished speaking, Zhao Qiankun also said: "The disciple of another mountain has always been bright and upright, young man, you have lost the prestige of other mountains!"

When Mo Ying heard this, a sly smile appeared on his face and said: "If you wait for this guy to ignore human life like a mustard, it is a gentleman's behavior, and it is a foolish move to blow up Youlong Villa with his own selfish desires?

"You!" Li Xuanchu said angrily.

"What are you, you Pozun, do you really think you are an immortal Venerable? Then you should go and pick up the Dragon Sword? I only need an answer, my uncle is not in your hands?"

Zhao Qiankun didn't answer, he looked at Mo Ying, and suddenly slapped out a palm and hit Mo Ying's chest.

Mo Ying had already expected it, and a strange dodge avoided this sudden palm. Then he said, "Your actions have confirmed the answer I want, so it's okay, then let's all die!" ”

Hearing his son's name, Zhao Qiankun was stunned, his heart was not good, and he was about to catch Moying. Who would have thought that the ink shadow had already calculated, and with the help of this tiny piece of Qiankun waiting, the Xuanbu Phantom cast it under his feet, and shot towards the Dragon Sword.

The action was as fast as lightning, and an explosion of "bang" came in an instant, only to see a few black afterimages left in front of the Dragon Sword, and there was no ink shadow and the figure of Luo Ming Gongzi in the afterimage.

Everyone who saw it was amazed, they had never seen such a fast pace, their eyes were firmly fixed on the Dragon Sword, as if they were waiting for the shadow of this young man to suddenly appear in their sight?

However, no. Some of them just fell silently one by one......

Zhao Qiankun deserved to be a master, but he felt that it was wrong, and suddenly turned around. However, the scene in front of him made him a little unbelieving his eyes, the young man in front of him held a black long sword in his hand, the sword body emitted a faint red light, and drops of bright red blood were dripping on the ground at the tip of the sword......

He was furious, the warrior iron armor he had always been proud of was all killed in the hands of this young man, without making a sound, and he still looked at himself with the black sword with contempt?

In a fit of rage, where could Zhao Qiankun still take care of the Dragon Sword? He let out a loud shout, stomped under his feet, and the blades of the soldiers flew up into the air in unison. With one hand, a sharp sword flew into his hand, and the sword in his hand danced casually, and countless sharp swords danced in the air.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ying said unhurriedly: "I didn't expect Qiankun Hou to be a great sword master after the Infinite Realm. I'm scared when I think about this realm! But I knew that it was difficult to fight, so I used my brain and played a little clever. Unless you don't want your son?"

Qiankun Hou glared angrily, waved the sword in his hand, and saw the sharp swords in the air flying towards the ink shadow, and he was about to shoot the ink shadow to death, who would have expected! These sharp swords actually stopped at a distance of three feet in front of the ink shadow.

"Good guts! You are worthy of being a disciple of another mountain, but do you think you can stop the old man in this way? Even though you are extremely fast, in the face of real strength, these are just small tricks. ”

Mo Ying coughed calmly and said, "You underestimate my other mountain disciples, and you overestimate my other mountain disciples!"

"Why?"

"Do you think that the disciples of Beishan will not kill your son? Don't forget, it is you, you are doing evil, you came to provoke me from Beishan first, and you respect my uncle, and the disciples of Beishan will also kill people. If you want to blame this broken immortal venerable, he won't let your son let go of the grandson of the blacksmith senior, I haven't had a chance to do it yet?"

It turned out that when Zhao Gongzi agreed to release Sun Laotie's grandson and walked towards the outside of the Tibetan Sword Hall, he happened to be caught by Mo Ying and Xiao Xuanzi, and Xiao Xuanzi was naturally in charge of the matter.

Zhao Qiankun was stunned in his heart, he looked at this young man with some things in his eyes that he didn't seem to understand, just like this young man's way of saying, there was no routine, no rules.

There was really no order, just when he was stunned, the ink shadow suddenly moved again, he took the sword and cut it into the palm of his left hand, the blood in the palm was sucked in by the sword body, and the sword body was red in an instant......

It was too late, it was too fast, Mo Ying slashed at the sword shadow in the air with the sword in his hand, only to see that the sword shadow with cold light shattered and disappeared in an instant, and the dazzling red light sword shadow immediately grew, getting longer and longer, and slashed towards Zhao Qiankun.

If Zhao Qiankun is reinstated, I am afraid that he will die on the spot. He is by no means a good type, he has no name, he hurriedly raised his sword to block, after the sword body was injected with the vitality of heaven and earth, it became larger in the blink of an eye, and when he saw that the red and white sword lights were about to meet together, Zhao Qiankun suddenly abandoned his sword and withdrew, and flashed towards Li Xuanchu.

At the last moment, he gave up the sword, and the fact that a cultivator after the immeasurable realm gave up the sword was definitely not something he was willing to do. But he knew that the sword in the young man's hand was by no means something that could be stopped by anything in his hand, and that life would always be the choice of a smart person like him.

He didn't make a mistake, when the red sword light collided with the white sword light, he saw that the sword in his hand instantly turned into white powder and was swallowed by the red light.

Zhao Qiankun couldn't help but feel big in his heart, glanced at Li Xuanchu, and immediately moved again......

They were fast, but by the time Ink Shadow slashed the sword, it was already slow, and the red sword light passed through their feet and shot towards the Dragon Sword.

After hearing only a muffled sound, the Dragon Sword made a buzzing sound, and then a white light appeared, shooting towards the top of the Hidden Sword Hall, directly submerging into it.

Dirt and rocks kept falling from the top, and the ink shadow suddenly shouted, "Hurry up, get out of here!"