This is perhaps the most wrong decision Zhao Wu'an has made in his life.

He rarely makes mistakes, and even when he doesn't do things as he should, he is mostly worthy of his conscience.

Only this time, in the hundred-year-old city alley of Bianliang, he may have really done something wrong against Mo Dao.

The young man who once knelt in front of him and asked for help from himself has now grown into a chivalrous man who is enough to become the leader of the sword path in the world.

He defeated Hu Buxi in a dignified manner, and he should not have been so angry by Zhao Wu'an.

But since entering this Bianliang City for so long, the invisible burden that has been piling up on Zhao Wu'an all the time seems to be too painful.

He not only bears the expectations of the living, but also the wishes of the dead.

One step at a time, competing with the world's heroes, what he wants to fight for is just a fulfillment.

And now Zhu Nanzhan is unwilling to meet Jiang Lian, Baisheng knife is destined to be unable to start, if Hu Buxi can't win the return of Canghai in the Xiongdao Baihui, then the seven knives of Liuye Villa will all fall into the hands of the enemy.

There is no evidence, and the only leaf-making divine soldier who can prove his innocence has also fallen into the hands of others, how can Zhao Wuan tell the world that Garan Anxulie is not a traitor?

Mo Dao must not be allowed to take away the returnees, no matter how much cruel and painful experience he has gone through to get here.

Because of the journey you have walked, I have walked all of them without landing on the ground.

The white clothes fell to the ground, and Zhao Wu'an advanced step by step, flying six flying swords around his body.

If Mo Dao's performance before was surprising enough, Zhao Wu'an's appearance made people want to pick out their eyeballs.

That's a flying sword! Once upon a time, there was a real flying sword on this river!?

The hearts were full of suspicion, but the crowd was silent.

Zhao Wu'an walked forward with his own steps, and the crowd in front of him did not consciously get out of the way as when Mo Dao arrived, but where Zhao Wu'an's footsteps approached, people also flashed to the side in a panic, lest they block his way.

Zhao Wu'an jumped into the ring, and the six swords on his side whirled and resonated.

Ouyang Ze was dumbfounded, and he couldn't understand how Zhao Wu'an could make such a decision.

An opponent that even Hu Buxi can't defeat, let Zhao Wuan fight?

There were three people standing in the ring. The two figures, one black and one white, stood opposite each other, and Hu Buxi leaned over with a gloomy face.

Hu Buxi said ashamedly: "Boss......"

"Needless to say. Zhao Wu'an raised his hand lightly.

Hu Buxi scratched his head with a bitter face, as if he knew that it was useless to say anything, but he was unwilling to listen to Zhao Wu'an's words without saying a word.

"He's having a problem with his body. It's the same as Duan Hunting, but the effect is just the opposite. After a pause, Hu Buxi said.

After a few short moves, even if everyone like Ouyang Zelai may not be able to see it clearly, Hu Buxi, as an opponent, most intuitively felt the special features of Mo Dao.

Some people are born with deficiencies in the meridians and are not allowed to practice martial arts, but there are also people who are forced to practice martial arts as a last resort when they have deficiencies in the meridians.

Mo Dao is the latter.

Zhao Wu'an looked at Mo Dao expressionlessly, and there was a trace of astonishment in Mo Dao's eyes in response.

"As early as Willow Leaf Villa, you said that you were born with a physique that is different from ordinary people. Zhao Wu'an's words were not an inquiry, but a statement.

Mo Dao nodded hesitantly.

Sure enough, the country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change, although Mo Dao's knife is accurate and fast now, he is still the indecisive teenager in his bones.

Zhao Wu'an frowned: "Who did you learn kung fu from? Why did you come to get a return?"

"I can't answer the first question, the second has already been said before. This time, Mo Dao replied quickly.

Zhao Wu'an was slightly surprised.

"In the Willow Leaf Villa, Zhao Jushi can help me regardless of the enmity of the rivers and lakes, and Mo Dao is grateful. ”

Mo Dao once again pulled out the slashing knife, clenched it in his hand, and seriously put on a posture.

"But this is a return from the sea, and Mo Dao is bound to win. If Zhao Jushi insisted on fighting, Mo Dao would not retreat. ”

A young man who is engrossed, with serious eyebrows.

The sense of disobedience he brought to Zhao Wu'an became more and more intense at this moment.

"Where did you learn your kung fu, and from whom did you get these three knives?" Zhao Wu'an asked.

Nie Junhuai's Baisheng Knife and the Canghai Returnee in Han Kuo's hands should have been purchased from Luo Yige on the black market, and Mo Dao had no background and no funds, so how did he get half of the seven leaf-making divine weapons?

"I can't answer that. Mo Dao raised the blade.

The only thing left was a battle.

Although the person in front of him is still the simple teenager he was when he first met, he has already had secrets that he has to hide from the world.

Zhao Wuan also knew that it was useless to say more, so it was better to use all his strength and fight thoroughly.

"Magpie stepping branches, bodhisattva barbarians, poppies, Su curtain covering, mulberry picking, pulsatilla. ”

Six swords were unveiled one after another.

Mo Dao held the slashing knife, and on the side of his body, he rushed towards Zhao Wu'an at a paradoxical angle.

At the same time, the Great Xiangguo Temple, half a mile away, ushered in a rare guest.

Jiang Lian, who has never entered the temple for more than 20 years, came to the most prestigious Buddhist temple in the Great Song Dynasty on this day.

A few quaint coins were put in front of the merit box, Jiang Lian clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows for a moment.

"Now, the fight is raging over there. The woman's voice came from behind.

Jiang Lian was shocked and turned his head suddenly.

What appeared in front of him was indeed a person who had been separated from him for 20 years.

Zhu Nanzhan waved his hand again and again: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't come to see you after listening to the advice of the layman. It's like you didn't bring back the Yum Knife either, did you?"

Jiang Lian was stunned: "How do you know ......?"

"As long as you know enough about the situation, everyone knows what you want to do. I said you, these little tricks are still too inadequate in Bianliang. ”

Zhu Nanzhan shook his head slightly, walked to Jiang Lian's side, knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, and kowtowed three times.

"Why are you here today?"

Jiang Lian was stunned for a long time before he muttered: "Zhao Wu'an's plan is about to come true, I think my father's long-cherished wish should also be fulfilled......"

"No, it won't. Zhao Wu'an and Hu Buxi will not achieve their long-cherished wishes. Zhu Nanzhan said word by word, "It's you, why bother for so long." I know that as long as I enter this Great Xiangguo Temple, it is impossible for me not to see you. ”

Jiang Lian made a straight face: "I was displaced by making leaves, it is a country that worships Buddha, I want to smash it when I see the Buddha, and how to enter this great Xiangguo Temple." ”

You can't say this in front of the Buddha. Zhu Nanzhan said with a smile.

"Why are you sure that Hu and Zhao will lose?"

"Because they don't have a place here. Zhu Nanzhan said word by word, "In Bianliang, no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible for you to live without betraying your relatives." ”

Jiang Lian turned his head.

"Don't look at me. I'm different from them. Zhu Nanzhan frowned unhappily.