"My lord, spare me, I don't want to die, I'm willing to give everything, including my body!"

Lian Biyun suddenly pushed Bi Yongye away, ran to Wang Mo and knelt down, begging for mercy with tears in his eyes.

No one despises Lian Biyun's begging for mercy, after all, people are life-saving, not to mention that Lian Biyun is just a fifteen-year-old girl in the flower season.

Only Bi Yongye looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, looking at the woman who knelt on the ground and sold her body to beg for her life, his father even gave his life for her, only to feel that the sky had collapsed, this was the woman he was willing to give everything for, and he did not hesitate to abandon his dignity in order to live.

Wang Mo looked at the tearful girl in front of her, in the face of death, she had no vigor of the day, only humble prayers, and even sold her body, looking at her appearance, Wang Mo did not have the slightest pity in his eyes, and silently looked back at the direction of Tianfeng City, knowing why did he have to do it today?

While crying, Lian Biyun felt that Wang Mo didn't kill her, thinking that Wang Mo was moved, so he raised his head, and his face showed the most charming smile he thought he had ever lived, but he saw the turn of the picture in front of him, and even the looks of the people behind him, and wondered in his heart: "I obviously remember that I looked up and didn't look back, how could I see behind me?"

In the end, she saw a headless corpse, and found that the familiar clothes on the corpse were exactly what she was wearing to welcome Bi Shuiyan's arrival this morning.

When he wanted to scream, he saw that his body exploded into a mass of broken flesh in the next moment, and then his eyes went black, and he couldn't see anything.

Putting away Lian Biyun's head, Wang Mo slowly glanced at the people present, and finally paused for a moment on the dead corpse of the unknown young man, and then slowly turned around and left, but he directly ignored Bi Yongye, who was sitting on the ground and starless, just two sad men.

Everyone looked at the Shura slaughterhouse in front of them, although the flesh and blood were everywhere, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and finally left, but when they saw Bi Yongye sitting on the ground in the field, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, and the next aftermath work is not easy to do!

After all, from the investigation of the Huayun Sect, these people in power are still not mentally prepared, after all, they don't know how many cultivation resources they have to come up with in order to eliminate the anger of the Huayun Sect! After all, a marginal location like Minglan City, even though it is an important town in the empire, but the cultivation resources are really scarce, don't you see most of the immortal cultivators, don't you even have storage bags?

"Ahh

Bi Yongye, who was still sitting in the field, suddenly let out a resentful roar, after all, in one day, the woman he loved died, and before he died, he saw her ugliness, and his father, who loved him the most, also died, and it was only his howl that died because of his ignorant request. But it didn't take long for it to come to an abrupt end, but he was stunned by Lian Tinghui's knife.

If Bi Yongye was allowed to howl like this again, and the evil star would be brought back, they would not have the ability to survive under that terrifying heavy sword.

In fact, they also overestimated Wang Mo at this time, if it weren't for the previous ones, they were suppressed, and they didn't dare to look at him directly, they would inevitably find that Wang Mo's state at this time was not as good as they imagined.

After all, there are so many immortal cultivators, and there are six qi refining masters like Bi Shuiyan, and after a few desperate efforts, they have also reached the point of running out of oil and lamps, but under Wang Mo's strong perseverance, these have never been too obvious!

Lian Tinghui even issued a gag order to everyone present, although he knew that it was useless, but it was good to delay it for a while, after all, he was killed in the palace and wantonly killed, and in the end, his own side suffered heavy losses, and the other party retreated with his whole body It is really not a glorious thing, so it is necessary to delay the distribution of things, at least until a remedy is found.

And with the dispersion of all the people in power present, although the gag order played a certain role, but as the days passed, and the word of mouth of the people of the royal city, it was left a legend of a swordsman in Minglan City, and people later found that this swordsman who broke into the city lord's mansion alone. It was the young swordsman who fought the immortal cultivators at the gate of Tianfeng City that set off a big sword craze in the empire, but this is a later story.

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"Poof!" In the middle of winter, the cold wind was whining and blowing, and Wang Mo knelt in front of the lonely front under this cliff, and a heavy sword was set up beside him to accompany him. The three heads were placed upright in front of the tombstone, and Wang Mo looked at the tombstone respectfully, just like the woman who looked at the sewing clothes under the lamp that night, as if she was silently expressing something.

"Mother, Qing'er knows that you can't rest assured that you can't leave the child, in fact, Qing'er wants you to know most that Qing'er, who you have always loved and protected, has the ability to protect you, you look at it, Qing'er will rehearse it for you now!" Wang Mo silently told the tombstone, and his title was also changed to the name given to him by Liu Yan, and then stood up and rehearsed in the open space in front of the grave.

Military boxing, one-handed grappling, horizontal fist low-punch cannon, gravity leg whip, fatal scissor feet... The big opening and closing room, this requires Wang Mo to practice military boxing for nearly 30 years.

In the transformation of Wang Mo's body shape, there is a majestic atmosphere, as if there is a magic power to turn decay into magic, a wave of air rolls around the stirring, the snow on the ground slowly melts, and a white mist rises, and the dead leaves under the snow also fly up with the air wave brought out by Wang Mo's fist and leg sweep, fluttering and dancing around Wang Mo's figure, as if there is an invisible silk thread pulling them.

"Whew!" Wang Mo stood with his legs side by side, his fists were slowly lowered, and he was meticulously attached to his thighs, only to see that a mouthful of turbid breath came out of his mouth, and a white mist snake was formed, like an arrow from the string, shooting straight to a big tree a few meters away, making a bang, and exploding a hole the size of a bowl on it.

Wang Mo was still standing quietly on the spot as if he had not seen it, thinking back to the process of boxing just now, the so-called boxing a thousand times, the body is natural! This set of military boxing Wang Mo has been beaten a thousand times, tens of thousands of times, I am afraid that there are all of them, and seeing his natural and smooth movements can be seen his profound skills.

Suddenly, Wang Mo stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the upright sword on the side, and with a bang, the heavy sword was already pulled out by Wang Mo, and it danced whirringly.

I saw Wang Mo's heavy sword, sometimes chopping, sometimes stabbing, sometimes teasing, sometimes sweeping, but the feet were still stepping on the footprints of the military body boxing just now, this simple gossip footwork was deeply imprinted in Wang Mo's flesh and blood, and could no longer be separated.

"Mother, Qing'er can protect herself, Qing'er still has something to do, so I won't accompany you, these heads will not stay here to stain your eyes, and when the child returns, he will come to the grave of his mother!" After the drill, he respectfully kowtowed to the tombstone for nine rings, put away the three heads on the ground, carried the long sword, and walked away without looking back in the silver and white of the mountains!

......

"Ahem~ahem!"

"Hey, this black boy is really hard enough!

"Haha, Dawang, if your kid is dead, the black boy won't die!"

"That's it, haha!"

"Hmph, you guys~"

With the sound of laughter, there was a burst of warmth around the campfire on this cold winter night.

"Whew, it's really difficult! It looks like it will take a while to recover!" Wang Mo looked up at the cleared sky and muttered to himself.

Since the last battle with Bi Shuiyan in Minglan City, it seems simple, but in fact, it is dangerous and cannot be seen by outsiders.

The hard collision of the energy of the two, if there is a slight difference, it will be the end of death, if it is not for Bi Shuiyan who does not know Wang Mo's many weirdness, he was forced to fight hard.

Speaking of which, Wang Mo's innate true qi is still weaker than Bi Shuiyan's sixfold vitality of refining qi, if he hadn't taken the next 'Urging Pill' in advance, it would have been hard to say who would have killed the deer! At that time, if Wang Mo showed a little tiredness, thinking about it, those Minglan magnates would not let go of such a good opportunity to wipe out this ** person who offended their majesty.

However, Wang Mo used this energy to insist on killing Lian Biyun and hurried back to Tianfeng City. Wang Mo, who thought he would be able to suppress his injuries, hurried towards Xia Jing after going to his mother's grave.

Under several pranayamas on the road, Wang Mo underestimated the hidden dangers brought about by this stimulation of potential, which directly caused Wang Mo's realm in the middle stage of condensation to almost fall to the innate level, but it was worthy of stopping at the last point.

But not only that, but it also made the meridians in the body faintly have a burning pain, if it weren't for the powerful recovery power of the innate purple qi, I'm afraid Wang Mo would already be a dry corpse at this time.

During this half-month journey, Wang Mo met a lot of caravans or monks who were not highly cultivated, and learned from their sporadic conversations that the Great Xia Casting Refining Hall and the Huayun Sect had issued a hunt and kill order for him.

Originally, his image was very recognizable, and he was carrying a conspicuous heavy sword, but because his deeds were too terrifying in the two cities of Tianfeng and Minglan, he attracted a large number of young people around him to follow suit, causing the two major forces to pursue him and received great resistance.

Although those in power know that Wang Mo is a very young person, and he still uses a heavy sword, but Wang Mo, who has always been unkempt, has always had long hair and messy, which makes people unable to remember his face at all.

If it weren't for the strong strength of the two major forces, I'm afraid there would be a lot of chaos.

So up to now, those who are chasing him only know Wang Mo's name Liu Qing in the Tianfeng Wu family, although this name was taken by his mother Liu Yan, but Wang Mo used the name of his previous life in front of people, and when he entered Minglan City, he broke through directly, and never gave people a chance to inquire.

And now Wang Mo has also put the heavy sword into the storage bag in order to recuperate from his injuries, and he has collected it closely, never showing it, but he has escaped the necessary trouble.