Chapter 174: Interview and Fellowship

The two figures jumped down from the top of the mountain, and with the help of the rocks and trees in the mountains, they took a few steps and came not far in front of Zhao Haochen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's been a long time since I've seen Master Mo, everything is okay?" Zhao Haochen seemed to have seen his former friend, shushing and asking for warmth, and the smile on his face was indescribably cordial.

Without the imaginary anger, the head Mo Yuanji had a flat face, "Thanks to Zhao Dashuai's blessing, the Litian Sword Sect is left with my ancestors and grandchildren!"

"Ancestor?" Zhao Haochen became more and more curious, this point was not even explored by the Tianji Pavilion that encompassed the world, which could be seen to be hidden deeply.

At this time, Mo Yuxuan, who was beside Mo Yuanji, stepped out, surrounded by murderous aura, and angrily stretched out his hand to point at him, "Zhao Haochen, you thief, the weasel gave you a New Year's greeting, I didn't have a good heart, my Litian Sword Sect was slaughtered by you from top to bottom, and you still came here to pretend, it's really disgusting!"

"Old Mo, your grandson is really ignorant, let's talk to the two brothers, not only do not call Grandpa to say hello, but instead intervene in the affairs between our adults, I really don't understand the rules, I think it's better to play with mud, and the province is embarrassing here!"

Zhao Haochen ignored Mo Yuxuan, with a serious look, looking at the young master of Ziyulou who suddenly jumped out with pity, and really served a frame for an elder to teach a younger generation.

"Zhao Haochen, I'm going to kill you!" Mo Yuxuan is also the young master of the Ziyu Building, although since he lost to Zhao Haochen, all rights have been greatly restricted, and his status in the sect is not even as good as an inner disciple, but the momentum of the young master cultivated since childhood cannot be changed.

Seeing that Zhao Haochen really didn't take himself in his eyes, and was humiliated in every way, the murderous aura on his body suddenly beats, spreads to the outside and then disperses, bubbles emerge from the evil breath, the blood in his eyes is full of blood, and the evil and weird aura spreads around, like a peerless demon, the cold voice jumps out of her mouth, gritting her teeth, word by word, and the resentment in the sky rises to the sky.

"Master Mo, do you Litian Sword Sect still have dogs?, why did I hear dogs barking?" Zhao Haochen had a bright smile on his face.

"Zhao Dashuai, can you give the old man an understanding before the fight of life and death, why do you have to destroy my Litian Sword Sect?" Mo Yuanji was not sad or happy, he couldn't do anything about the destruction of the sect, he could only go all out to kill Zhao Haochen and comfort the souls of many disciples in the sky.

But can I do it with my own body shaking now? But I know that I have to die.

"Master Mo misunderstood, I didn't plan to be an enemy of your faction!" Zhao Haochen nodded very seriously.

Mo Yuanji's eyes flashed with a fine light, staring at Zhao Haochen deadly, as long as he didn't say anything, he would launch his own thunder blow, "Why is that?"

"I just want to occupy Jianyu Mountain, I don't have the heart to destroy your faction, or even form a mortal enmity with your faction, Master Mo's insight!" Zhao Haochen let out a long sigh, quite helpless.

"My sect has occupied Jianyu Mountain for thousands of years, and I don't know if there is any place in this mountain that is worthy of your enthusiasm for such a great effort?" Mo Yuanji wanted an answer, but Zhao Haochen was destined not to tell him this answer.

Zhao Haochen shook his head and said, "It's hard to tell!"

Unconsciously, the two of them actually had a feeling of sympathy for each other, you respect me, I admire you, the two have similar interests, but they can only be enemies in this life.

"Let's fight!"

"Then let's fight!"

The former was said by Mo Yuanji, and the latter was Zhao Haochen's sigh, full of helplessness.

Life is like this, by mistake, with their confidants sword to each other, life is full of too much helplessness, if there is an afterlife, I believe that the two will become confidants, if it is such a scene again, it is still a war.

"Grandfather, don't believe him, let your grandson come and kill him with your own hands. I'm going to slash him with a knife, so that he can't survive and die. The gloomy words came out of Mo Yuxuan's mouth, and the hatred that pierced the bone marrow.

"Get out of the way!" Mo Yuanji was furious, and shouted at Mo Yuxuan, Mo Yuxuan was stunned, why was his grandfather, who had always doted on him, so angry, and rarely opened his mouth to scold himself, and most importantly, in front of the enemy, Mo Yuxuan suddenly felt a big loss of face, and looked at Zhao Haochen's gaze even more gloomy, and his anger was unstoppable.

"Master Mo doesn't have to be angry, please!" Zhao Haochen stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of please.

Mo Yuanji didn't make a move, but looked at Zhao Haochen and said, "I hope that little brother you can let Yuxuan go, after all, he is the last root of our old Mo family." ”

Zhao Haochen didn't speak, there was no expression on his face, and he continued to listen to Mo Yuanji's story, he knew that Mo Yuanji would definitely not take advantage of himself when he said this, and sure enough, he said: "If the little brother can agree to the old man's request, I am willing to be arrested and let the little brother deal with it!"

At this moment, Mo Yuanji is an old man, pleading for his grandson.

A touch of bitterness flashed in Zhao Haochen's eyes, cutting the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again, he is not afraid that Mo Yuxuan will make a comeback and threaten him, he is troublesome.

He didn't want to deceive such an old man, so he said, "Excuse me, I can't keep him!"

Mo Yuanji's face instantly turned a little old, but there was a burst of light in his eyes.

Zhao Haochen already has respect for him, and it can be said that he will do everything he can. In his opinion, Zhao Haochen could capture himself effortlessly, and then deal with Mo Yuxuan, it was simply handy, but Zhao Haochen did not do so.

"Thank you!" With this, Mo Yuanji bowed deeply to Zhao Haochen and thanked him consciously, "I won't keep my hand!"

"I won't either!" Zhao Haochen responded.

The eyes were full of desolation, and the aura of slaughter burst out, Mo Yuanji's white clothes were fluttering, the long sword in his hand was tilted downward, the majestic image of a sword sect ancestor, and Zhao Haochen's handsome face still had a trace of immaturity, but he exuded a thrilling killing force.

Suddenly, Mo Yuanji moved, and a cold light in a blood domain attacked Zhao Haochen's neck, with a magnificent momentum, unstoppable, and a domineering end.

Zhao Haochen took out the soft sword on his waist, took out the sword stone in his arms and inlaid it, for a while, the sword qi was sheng, attacking and killing the four fields, the awe-inspiring sword qi came to his face, and Mo Yuxuan, who was standing in place, felt creepy.

Mo Yuanji's peerless sword and Zhao Haochen's emperor's sword collided blatantly, and their power was unprecedented.