When he came, he was silent, and when he left, he didn't alarm anyone, and he climbed onto the roof and left the Eguo Mansion with a little effort. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info estimates that Wei Chilin doesn't know now, he thinks that the heavily guarded Guogong Mansion has long become a sieve, and every year there will be a thief who runs here several times, and after delivering the letter, he can also carry several treasures along the way, and no one has found out until now, the most serious thing is that the main owner is here today, but he didn't take anything away, but he took away Shizuka's heart.

Han Tongwen also went to the Drunken Immortal Building on the way, how could he forget that Mo Zongli's only hobby was wine, when they were separated in the North Garden, Han Tongwen also said that he would visit him in Yangshan again, and at that time he would bring the best wine to Mo Zongli. Picked out two jars of the oldest and best-tasting drunken immortal wine from the Drunken Immortal Building, and Han Tongwen himself drank a small jar by the way to get over the addiction.

The people who should have seen it also saw it, and the gifts that should have been brought were also stayed, and this time Xiao Jin took him straight to Yangshan without stopping.

After two days of driving, he finally arrived at Yangshan, but when he arrived here, he found that he was still a step late, Yangshan had already gone to the empty building and no one left, Han Tongwen was secretly anxious, he must rush to the north court before them, if he was not prepared, he would definitely suffer heavy losses if he handed over to the Snow Mountain Temple.

Xiao Jin's speed is extremely fast, even the fastest horse in Datang is far inferior to Xiao Jin's speed, but when Han Tongwen has already arrived in Beiting, he didn't find these people along the way.

"Could it be that they have already arrived at the Snow Mountain Temple? No, my speed is much faster than them, besides, how can so many Yangshan thieves arrive at the North Court earlier than me, there must be something I overlooked."

There are thousands of Yangshan thieves, and the speed of action is slower than acting alone, and while thinking about it left and right, Han Tongwen stumbled upon a few people who looked familiar below.

"Yangshan thief? can't pay Tang Niu and Huahai? Why are there only so many people?"

The three Yangshan thieves led the chat with dozens of people, Han Tongwen's mind lit up and immediately thought of the key, the old man is worthy of being an old man, if the blatant soldiers press the realm, they will definitely be known by the spies of the Snow Mountain Temple to prepare in advance. Dividing troops to hide among the caravans coming and going in the North Court is undoubtedly the best way to evade detection, and even if the Snow Mountain Temple finds out, there is no way to know the exact number of people. Beiting and Xizhou are the two busiest states in Datang, and these people can't see too many flaws hidden in them.

Let Xiao Jin take him to inspect everywhere, and really found that the thief of Yangshan and some strange people were walking towards the north court from different directions, and a huge step on the hillside attracted Han Tongwen's attention. This step is very huge, and there is a burly old man half-lying on it, it is Mo Zongli. Eight martial arts sects carried the steps, and Ji Fang walked in the forefront. Han Tongwen didn't rush down, he didn't want others to know that he had come to find Mo Zongli.

Mo Zongli, as a supreme martial saint, was also very scary, and his eyes kept drifting into the sky.

"Old man, what's wrong?" Ji Fang asked.

"It's nothing, you leave me here first, no one is allowed to go up the mountain," Mo Zongli said.

"Yes"

Ji Fang didn't ask the reason, and led these people to scatter from the mountain, maintaining vigilance on all the paths of the mountain.

"If you don't come out again, do you want me to do it," Mo Zongli took two sips of wine with a smile on his face.

"How is it possible that you actually found me?"

Han Tongwen couldn't believe that his whereabouts in Xiaojin were still exposed, since he was discovered, there was no need to hide, Han Tongwen was just about to let Xiaojin land, but an old man walked out of the forest next to the mountain road.

The old man patted the leaves on his body, "Where is this, how did I get here"

Han Tongwen looked at the old man with an incredible expression on his face, "Qin Wanjian?"

"This Snow Mountain Temple is dead, no force in the five empires can stop the combination of these two people, no, maybe the Bright Holy See is an exception" Han Tongwen thought to himself.

"You old fool" saw that his old friend Mo Zongli was in a good mood, and even drank much faster.

"Drunkard, it's you" Qin Wanjian patted his head, "People are old, and they can't remember anything clearly"

"Are you here to see me off," Mo Zongli laughed wildly.

"Oh, as a friend and as an opponent, old man, I'll send you on your last ride" Qin Wanjian didn't shy away at all.

"It seems that I'm not the only one here today," Qin Wanjian said.

"You've found out, too."

The two of them looked up at the air at the same time, Xiao Jin stayed in mid-air with Han Tongwen on his back, and suddenly a voice around him exploded like thunder.

"Don't roll down yet"

This time it was really discovered, Han Tongwen let Xiao Jin land at a height, and then jumped off Xiao Jin's back.

"Han Tongwen has seen Mo Da Martial Saint, and he has seen Qin Jian Sheng"

"It's you, Han Tongwen boy, this big eagle is good," Qin Wanjian said.

"What are you doing here," Mo Zongli asked.

"I heard that the old man is going to attack the Snow Mountain Temple, Han Tongwen specially sent you two jars of the best drunken immortal brew."

Han Tongwen threw the wine jar to Mo Zongli and Qin Wanjian, and Mo Zongli slapped the mud seal, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out.

"Good wine"

Mo Zongli picked up the wine jar and raised his head to drink, a large jar of wine was actually drunk in one gulp, Qin Wanjian was not ambiguous, the speed of drinking was not necessarily slow Mo Zongli, and after drinking, he left the wine jar on the side.

"Boy, your wine Lao Tzu has drunk, either get out or shut up, now Lao Tzu has other things to deal with"

"Junior, there are still some things I want to tell you, why don't you just wait here for a while" Han Tongwen knew that these two peerless martial artists must have something to say, so he consciously stepped aside first.

"Believe you've received it," Mo Zongli asked.

"Roger, that's not your demeanor"

"For the sake of these kids, Lao Tzu opened his mouth to ask for someone for the first time, how can he not agree" Mo Zongli said with a smile.

"Of course I agree, but I also have one condition, old man" Qin Wanjian's old eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle falcon.

"Say it"

"Take my sword, if you're here, there's no need to go to the Snow Mountain Temple."

"Lao Tzu also has this intention, hahahaha"

Mo Zongli's wild laughter shook the hill, Ji Fang and other Yangshan thieves at the foot of the mountain could hear it clearly, Han Tongwen thought that Qin Wanjian was here to help him, but he didn't expect Qin Wanjian to put forward such a condition. Han Tongwen felt that he had thought wrong, Mo Zongli and Qin Wanjian joined forces No one in this world can stop them, but they are also the people who are the least likely to choose to join forces, both of them know each other's personalities very well, Mo Zongli's invincible pride does not allow him to accept help from others, and Qin Wanjian Sword Saint's Gu Gao will not surrender his identity to help someone who does not want him to help, even if this person is Mo Zongli.

The battle is about to break out, in terms of physical shape, Mo Zongli and Qin Wanjian are completely unequal, one is like a giant standing up to the sky, and the other looks like an old man in his last years, the momentum of the two is constantly rising, and the mountain is broken, and the wind suddenly rises and the trees are broken. One is Mo Zongli, who has dominated the position of the first martial artist of the five empires for decades, and the other is recognized as the number one sword saint in the world, Han Tongwen Wuzong's strength is not weak, but he can't even stand in the momentum of these two people.

"Mo Zongli, you and I have fought for a lifetime, and this time is the last time we have fought each other" Qin Wanjian's voice carried some decline, the two of them were the last glory of that brilliant martial arts era, and at the same time, they had been in the martial arts world for nearly thirty years, this time it was finally time for the curtain call, Qin Wanjian was not only sad for Mo Zongli's choice but also sad for Dugu in the future.

"Yes, Lao Tzu is going to be free, you continue to be your foolish old man" Mo Zongli's laughter was very wild

"Lao Tzu will not be merciful, if you can go down first, it may be a better choice to wait for me" Mo Zongli's face was hideous.

"Han Tongwen boy, stay away"

Han Tongwen flew up, and rose into the air with Xiao Jin's lift, staring intently for fear of missing something, this would be the strongest battle he had ever seen in his life, and he was also the only one among the younger generation in the Tang Dynasty martial arts world who had seen two legendary duels, how could such a scene be missed.

Mo Zongli's body flashed with thunder, Han Tongwen cultivated internal force, the purest qi in heaven and earth, and he keenly felt that the general trend of heaven and earth was being changed by the two of them. Mo Zongli was roaring with thunder and wind, and the aura outside Qin Wanjian's body turned into a sword that pierced the sky, even if he was in mid-air, he still did not escape the envelope of the momentum of the two, and Han Tongwen was now a little difficult to breathe.

Both of them have reached the realm of returning to the basics, the ground under Mo Zongli's feet is constantly collapsing, as terrifying as the earth dragon turning over, and a punch is as unstoppable as if the god of war has descended into the world, and Qin Wanjian's calm contains the sharpness of cutting through the heavens and the earth, and he is holding the sword finger in his right hand.

"Wind and Thunder"

"Mountains and rivers Qiankun sword, Qiankun Nashan River, one sword and nine days break, two swords and mountains and rivers cry, ten thousand swords and heaven and earth are split"

Qin Wanjian waved his sword fingers, and the spiritual power in his body turned into terrifying swords that shot directly at Mo Zongli, although the sharp swords turned into these spiritual powers were invisible, but the destructive power made Han Tongwen staggered, he had never seen such a terrifying swordsmanship, originally the mountain was high and a thousand blades, but this sword flattened the mountain! Mo Zongli cultivated the body of the King Kong body, which can be called King Kong is not bad, Han Tongwen is very similar to see if this King Kong body can block the sword that is known as Qin Wanjian's nothingness!

It's a pity that Mo Zongli didn't fulfill Han Tongwen's wish, the entire mountain was filled with countless thunders, wind and thunder intertwined, and this side was the world's first spiritual power heart method wind and thunder scripture. A thunder dragon, a wind dragon, and two divine dragons appeared in an instant, and then disappeared in an instant. The aftermath of the confrontation between the two came from the top of the mountain, the wind and waves became more and more ferocious, Xiao Jin was like a boat in the wind and waves, and Han Tongwen hugged Xiao Jin's neck tightly, and the wind and waves lasted for a long time before they stabilized. When Han Tongwen looked down, the entire mountain was already shattered, and there was no green at all, and Qin Wanjian didn't know where he went.

"Mo Da Martial Saint, what about Qin Sword Saint" After all, Qin Wanjian is Qin Zisang's grandfather, even if the Sword Saint and Mo Zongli fight against Han Tongwen, they are a little apprehensive.

"Are you stupid? You're actually worried about Qin Wanjian," Mo Zongli said.

"So..."

"Don't worry, there is no one in this world who can defeat Qin Wanjian"

"If you want to tell me anything, take it early, and wait for Ji to let them go."

Soon after Han Tongwen left, Ji Fang and them hurried over, the confrontation between Mo Zongli and Qin Wanjian was too powerful, and it was shaking for miles in a radius, and Ji Fang was shocked when he arrived. Ji Fang was not worried about Mo Zongli's safety, but he couldn't believe that anyone could fight like this with Mo Zongli.

"Old man, what are you...," Ji Fang asked.

"Oh, someone had a fight with me just now," Mo Zongli said indifferently.

"Who can actually escape under your hands, the people of the Snow Mountain Temple, even the King of Mu people doesn't have such a skill," Ji Fang guessed.

"Let's go, don't know so much, there's nothing to be surprised about"

Han Tongwen was also very confused on Xiao Jin's back, although Mu Jing's strength could not threaten Mo Zongli, it should definitely not be ignored. And Mo Zongli didn't mind a little after hearing the news that Mu Jing was still alive, but actually had joy on his face, this should definitely not be a normal reaction, even if Mo Zongli was confident in his strength, he should also think about it for the other thieves in Yangshan, having an extra martial saint on the battlefield who no one could stop was definitely a nightmare for the Yangshan thieves.