Yang Zongheng flew to the stage and stood firm, turned around, and saw Mo Qingshan standing in his original position looking at him.

The arrow had to be sent on the string, and Yang Zongheng had to look at Mo Wuya with a hard head.

Mo Wuya couldn't help laughing when he saw Yang Zongheng, and even said a few words before saying, "I'm really afraid that you don't have the courage to come up, and today I will avenge my broken fan." ”

As he spoke, he threw the fan, and the fan spun towards Yang Zongheng, Yang Zongheng hurriedly summoned the magic wheel, and the two magic weapons were connected, Mo Wuya had already waved his sleeves, and a golden light shot at Yang Zongheng in his sleeves.

Yang Zongheng recalled the magic wheel to block the golden light, Yang Zongheng knew that Mo Wuya had entered the immortal product, and he was able to go a little low-grade now, it must be that Mo Wuya had not done his best, originally he was still counting on Chu Yunlou to help him, but at this time, he didn't see the shadow of the goods, it seemed that he could only rely on himself.

Yang Zongheng had already borrowed a steel knife before he came, and when he saw Mo Wuya pause slightly, he swung his knife to carry up the shadow of the waves, wanting to subdue Mo Wuya before he did his best.

I saw that the air in front of Yang Zongheng condensed, and the air waves rushed towards Mo Wuya like waves.

This scene surprised the people of the Mo family, especially Mo Qingyan, this sword technique is quite similar to the Mo family's Canglang Sword, it was adapted on the night when the Canglang Sword Book was taken away by him, but she quickly denied this idea, Mo Qingyan thought that Yang Zongheng didn't have that ability at all, but when she first saw him use this move, the power was very average, but now it was terrifying, and this speed of progress made her gasp.

Mo Wuya saw the oncoming waves, took a step forward, and a red light burst out from his whole body, letting the sword wind drown him, the knife was abundant, but he didn't even move a hair.

Yang Zongheng was shocked, and was about to use the Eight Directions Wind Thunder, but Fa Ling's words suddenly flashed in his mind, if he couldn't kill Mo Wuya, wouldn't his physical body be even more painful.

If you are a master, you must not relax in the slightest, otherwise it will lead to fatal consequences. What's more, the opponent's strength is higher than his own, I saw Mo Wuya's hands sealed, rushed into the sky, and ten thousand golden lights poured down like rain, which was the same as the way to deal with Qin Mudian Han Ping.

At this time, Yang Zongheng couldn't take care of much, so he was busy exerting thunder in all directions, only to see the surrounding wind rising out of thin air, like a giant bowl meeting the golden light in the sky.

Mo Wuya's cultivation of his own grade is high, and he doesn't take Yang Zongheng's Bafang Thunder in his eyes, although everyone sees that Yang Zongheng's Bafang Lei Dong is very ingenious, but they all think that the two sides have a huge disparity in grade, and Yang Zongheng's move will definitely be broken by Mo Wuya's golden light.

But unexpectedly, when the giant bowl and the golden light meet, the golden light is blocked out like rain and slowly disappears.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and even stood up from their seats, Mo Wuya was even more annoyed, he held an iron fan in the air, and rushed towards Yang Zongheng with the posture of Mount Tai, as if he wanted to solve Yang Zongheng with his own hands.

Just as Mo Wuya was about to approach the giant bowl, suddenly a phoenix roared, and a pair of blood-red phoenixes were intertwined and spun around each other and rushed out of the giant bowl, Mo Wuya was startled, turned around in the air, and flew to the side, but his body was still hit by the wings of the phoenix, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground, his hair was unkempt, his clothes were torn, and a blood mark flowed from the corner of his mouth.

This scene made the surrounding Mo family mages silent, staring at the two people on the stage quietly, and at this time, I don't know who said: "This product actually won Mo Wuya." As soon as these words came out, Qin Mudian, who had been angry with Mo Wuya, suddenly cheered

Seeing that Mo Wuya was fine, Yang Zongheng was a little disappointed in his heart, Mo Wuya was not dead, he inevitably had to endure some pain, but he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, the immortal product was really extraordinary, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly when he thought about it. Saying that, he glanced at Wu Qingshan, only to see Wu Qingshan nodding slightly, seemingly very satisfied.

Mo Wuya lost face in front of all the mages, how could it be like this, I saw that when Yang Zongheng turned his head, he suddenly shot out a golden light towards Yang Zongheng, and then the whole person waved an iron fan and rushed towards Yang Zongheng.

Yang Zongheng couldn't dodge, and when he was in danger, the golden light suddenly disappeared, and Mo Wuya's eyes suddenly became scattered, only to see that he was suddenly standing in front of Yang Zongheng, but the iron fan did not fall, but said to Yang Zongheng: "Miss Huanhuan, I think you think it's so hard." As he spoke, he was about to take Yang Zongheng into his arms, but Yang Zongheng hurriedly took a step back with a panicked face.

Mo Wuyalang smiled: "Yu Huanhuan, don't be embarrassed." ”

There was such a funny scene on the stage suddenly, and the whole audience was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

Seeing Mo Wuya say that he was about to untie his clothes, the female mage in the audience couldn't help but cover her eyes with a red face, and saw an old man from Chaoyuan Hall step into the ring, patting Mo Wuya on the shoulder and shouting: "Mo Wuya." ”

Mo Wuya immediately came back to his senses, and when he saw that his clothes belt was opened, he seemed to understand what had just happened, so he said angrily: "Boy, dare to insult me with witchcraft." ”

As he spoke, he threw out the iron fan again, Yang Zongheng was just about to pick it up, only to see a figure jump forward, and hit the fan away with a sword, the man was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, tall, holding a long sword in his hand, and a righteous face, which was rarely seen by the Mo family.

The man said: "Mo Wuya, you have already lost, and you are still so entangled, are you not afraid of losing the face of your Chaoyuan Palace?"

Mo Wuya was just about to speak, but the elder of Chaoyuan Hall stopped him and said to the elders on the stage: "Chaoyuan Hall admits defeat." ”

The elder nodded.

The young man with the long sword in his hand turned his head and introduced himself to Yang Zongheng: "I am Li Zongqian of Xuankun Palace, I didn't expect you to be able to defeat Mo Wuya at such a young age, if you have time to go to Xuankun Hall to play, let's have a discussion." Yang nodded hurriedly.

At this time, the white-bearded elder stood up and said, "But there are still people who challenge?" Just when someone was still about to move, Li Zongqian first shouted: "Xuankun Hall will no longer challenge. ”

"Xuankun Hall has given up?" all the mages discussed, and those mages who originally wanted to go up to compare couldn't help but rein in, and the white-bearded elder saw that everyone no longer came out to challenge, so he said: "Qingshan, Yansi, this year, the two of you will represent the Mo family to attend the Sea Clan Moon Appreciation Conference, you come with me." Then he turned and walked to the front hall.

Mo Qingshan and Mo Yansi also hurriedly followed, and then the elders of the Mo family also left separately, practicing the Fa platform, leaving only those Mo family members.

Yang Zongheng saw that those people were looking at him with strange eyes, so he hurriedly pulled Hai Lan'er out.

At this time, a mage ran forward, and Yang Zongheng hurriedly said, "What are you going to do?"

The mage smiled and explained, "I saved your life. ”

"You saved me?" Yang was puzzled.

The mage followed Mo Wuya's appearance and performed, and Yang Zongheng was suspicious: "It turned out to be you, why did you help me?"

The mage hurriedly said, "Didn't you say that I helped you, and you will return the flute to me?"

Yang Zongheng glanced at the mage up and down, a little unable to believe his eyes, and said, "You are Chu Yunlou?"

At this time, Chu Yunlou's appearance was very different from before, and if he changed into the clothes of the Mo family, Yang Zongheng would definitely not recognize it.

Yang Zongheng smiled: "How did you become like this, you can also change your face?"

Chu Yunlou said proudly: "What is this, my transfiguration technique has been practiced to the extreme, and both men and women can change." I've helped too, you can give me the flute. ”

Yang Zongheng couldn't help but be a little embarrassed: after all, Chu Yunlou was a thief, so if he returned the flute to him like this, it would inevitably be said that he was in the same league with him, and this reputation was too ugly;

When Yang Zongheng was in a dilemma, Hai Lan'er suddenly said: "Zongheng, since you have promised him before, tell him where the horizontal flute is." ”

Yang Zongheng didn't know what medicine was sold in Hailan'er's gourd, so Hailan'er continued: "When we came out of Qinglou, Mo Qingyan told us that Chu Yunlou was very handsome, and it would be great if it wasn't a thief, and he also asked for a song for the transverse flute as a souvenir. ”

Yang Zonghengyi frowned, and before he could speak, Chu Yunlou asked, "Mo Qingyan, is that the girl who appeared with you in the flower branch gap at the beginning?"

Hai Lan'er nodded, Chu Yunlou didn't believe it: "Come on, she was the one who wanted to kill me the most at that time, and she could still praise me for being handsome?"

Hai Lan'er explained: "Don't you know that girls have always been duplicitous? You are so good-looking and tall, in fact, she has long secretly liked you in her heart, and she did it with you at that time, just to attract your attention." ”

Chu Yunlou still said suspiciously: "Really?" Hai Lan'er pretended to be impatient and said: "The girl's thoughts, naturally I know better, unless you are not confident in your appearance and spells." ”

Chu Yunlou straightened his chest and said to Yang Zongheng: "Let me say, those women took the initiative to lean over, isn't it a sin not to eat the meat in their mouths?"

Hai Lan'er couldn't help but laugh and said: "Then you hurry up and go to her, remember to speak nicely, maybe you can not only get the flute back, but also hug the beauty." ”

Chu Yunlou looked around and saw that Mo Qingyan was practicing alone not far away. So he stepped forward with vigor, slowly stood beside Mo Qingyan and whispered, "Sister Qingyan." ”

Mo Qingyan was originally concentrating on practicing, but it was very awkward to have one more person beside her, and that person inexplicably called out a "Sister Qingyan", which made her can't help but have goosebumps all over her body, and asked coldly: "Do I know you?"

Chu Yunlou thought that his appearance had not changed back, so he attached his eyes to his face for a while, and then suddenly put it down as if he wanted to surprise Mo Qingyan.

Mo Qingyan saw Chu Yunlou with a smile on his face, staring at him with two big eyes, he was immediately shocked, and immediately raised his sword and scolded: "Chu Yunlou, you dare to break into the Mo family?"

Chu Yunlou still smiled and said: "Sister Qingyan, with your appearance, it is enough to make men all over the world fall for it, as long as you say a word, even if I Chu Yunlou goes up the knife mountain and goes down to the sea of fire, I have no words, why bother with unrequited love." ”

Chu Yunlou's words made Mo Qingyan misty, but the meaning of the provocation between the words was still obvious, so he said angrily: "You dare to be contemptuous of me?"

As he spoke, he swung his sword and stabbed at Chu Yunlou, who held Mo Qingyan's sword and said busily: "You're embarrassed, I can understand, but you give me back the transverse flute first." ”

"I don't know what bullshit. Mo Qingyan replied sharply, pulling out a sword flower and stabbing at Chu Yunlou.

Chu Yunlou has also been shuttling among the flowers for a long time, and the woman's coquettishness and true anger are still clearly distinguished, seeing that Mo Qingyan is pressing step by step, and the move is fatal, where is this Fang Xin's secret promise, it is simply hatred, and he immediately doubted his Hai Lan'er's words.

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Yang Zongheng and Hai Lan'er, only to see Hai Lan'er standing in front of the mages of the Xuankun Hall and saying something, only to see those mages looking at him, his eyes were like knives, and he couldn't help but secretly complain: "It's time for this Nizi." ”