Before the three of them came to the gate, Leng Yang's face became a little ugly. In this broad daylight, the door of the Spirit Sword Gate was closed, even if there was such a big movement just now, no one came out, could it be that something happened inside the door these days when he was not there?

"Bang!" Leng Yang stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, shouting loudly: "Open the door, I'm back!"

After a while, the closed door slowly opened, and a young man poked his head out timidly, and when he saw that it was Leng Yang and his wife, his face immediately showed surprise, and he quickly opened the door and said loudly: "Master, you are back." ”

"What's wrong?" Leng Yang's face was ugly, and he took the lead in walking towards the door. Hao Ling hurriedly followed, Mo Zhiyao was the last, and followed the two into the courtyard.

"The boss is back! The boss is back!" the young man who opened the door turned his head and shouted into the courtyard, and many people immediately rushed out of the courtyard.

"Master, madam, you are back!" The first person was an old man in a green robe, and when he saw Leng Yang, he hurriedly responded, looking full of anxiety.

"Boss. The old man was just about to speak, but he caught a glimpse of Mo Zhiyao behind Leng Yang, and he was stunned for a moment, and immediately swallowed what he was about to say back into his stomach.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it later!" Leng Yang frowned, turned around and said to Mo Zhiyao with a respectful attitude: "Brother Cheng, you are smiling, please go to the hall to rest for a while." ”

Leng Yang's attitude made many people in the Spirit Sword Sect stunned, and they didn't understand why their head was so polite to a young man, not only secretly guessing Mo Zhiyao's identity.

"Hmm. Mo Zhiyao nodded, and under the guidance of Leng Yang, he came to the hall not far ahead.

A few people sat down, and a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect served the brewed fragrant tea, and then retreated.

"Mother!" A sweet children's voice sounded, and a little girl who looked to be six or seven years old, carved in pink and jade, like a porcelain doll, ran in and threw herself into Hao Ling's arms.

"Huan'er!" Hao Ling picked up the little girl and kissed her fiercely before asking, "Huan'er, have you had any words from Grandpa Ke in the past few days when your father and mother have been away?"

"Mother, Grandpa Ke was injured by the bad guys. Huan'er's big watery eyes immediately showed a sparkle, and she said to Haoling with a crying voice.

"What? Elder Ke was injured?" Hearing Huan'er's words, Hao Ling and Leng Yang's faces suddenly changed. Leng Yang turned his head to look at the blue-robed old man, and asked urgently, "Elder Wu, what's wrong with Elder Ke?"

"Master, this. Elder Wu glanced at Mo Zhiyao on the side, looking like he wanted to say something and stopped, obviously not knowing whether to say it in front of outsiders.

"But it's okay to say it! Brother Cheng is a distinguished guest of my Spirit Sword Sect, and he doesn't need to scruple about everything, just say it. Leng Yang glanced at Mo Zhiyao, who was drinking tea with his head down, and said loudly.

In fact, there is no need for Elder Wu to say that Leng Yang also guessed that it must be related to the King Kong Gate. With his own cultivation strength, there is only one way to die for the King Kong Gate, and now the only hope is Mo Zhiyao. Of course, Leng Yang will not shy away from Mo Zhiyao, and he also takes the opportunity to test Mo Zhiyao's reaction.

After seeing Mo Zhiyao and hearing his words, he didn't show a different color, and he was happy in his heart, knowing that Mo Zhiyao should not stand idly by.

"Yes!" Although he didn't know Mo Zhiyao's identity, since Leng Yang had already spoken, Elder Wu no longer hesitated, and hurriedly recounted what had happened these days.

It turned out that during the period when Leng Yang and his wife led the people to hunt demon beasts in the primeval forest, the King Kong Gate provoked several times, not only injuring many disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, but also beating Elder Ke, who had the highest cultivation in the sect, to the point of almost dying, and now he is still lying in bed unconscious.

"Master, I heard that Huangshan, the head of the King Kong Gate, has broken through to the late stage of returning to God, so the King Kong Gate dares to be so arrogant and directly bully the door. He even threatened that if our Spirit Sword Sect did not submit to the King Kong Gate, we would kill everyone in our Spirit Sword Sect!" Elder Wu's face was full of worry, obviously even if Leng Yang came back, he was not optimistic about the outcome of the Spirit Sword Gate.

Leng Yang was silent, his face became extremely ugly, and he was obviously extremely uncomfortable. The Spirit Sword Gate was founded by the Leng family, and he didn't expect it to be passed on to his generation, but it would completely collapse, which made him have no shame to face the ancestors of the Leng family even if he died.

For a while, the atmosphere in the hall became dull and depressing, and even the little girl Huan'er stopped talking, as if she knew that her father was uncomfortable.

"Teng!" Leng Yang suddenly stood up, came to Mo Zhiyao's side, and knelt down with a "poof" in the dull gaze of several people.

"Master!"

"Brother Yang!"

Hao Ling and Elder Wu on the side were suddenly stunned by Leng Yang's actions, and even Mo Zhiyao didn't expect Leng Yang to have such a move.

"Huh!" Mo Zhiyao's figure flickered, avoiding the side. At the same time, with a wave of his arm, a strong force lifted Leng Yang up. "Brother Leng, if there is something to say directly, there is no need for this. ”

"Brother Cheng, I know it's a bit difficult for you to say this, but now that my Spirit Sword Sect is facing the disaster of annihilation, I beg Brother Cheng to help. As long as I can protect my Spirit Sword Gate, I am willing to be a cow and a horse to repay Brother Cheng's great kindness. Leng Yang felt the strength to hold himself up, and knew that he could no longer kneel, so he had to stand and look at Mo Zhiyao's voice and said sadly.

The man has gold under his knees, if it weren't for the fact that there was no way, Leng Yang wouldn't be like this. The inheritance left by our ancestors must not be destroyed in our own hands.

"It's just a King Kong Gate, Brother Leng doesn't have to take it to heart, I will help you solve it completely. Mo Zhiyao said lightly. "And that Huang Jing was also injured by me, so I will naturally clean up the mess. ”

Even if there was no matter of the Spirit Sword Gate, Mo Zhiyao did not intend to let go of the King Kong Gate. Because Mo Zhiyao was very interested in the exercises practiced by the Vajra Gate, he wanted to use them for "reference".

"Leng Yang thanked all the people of the Spirit Sword Sect for Brother Cheng!" Hearing Mo Zhiyao's happy agreement, Leng Yang was so excited that he didn't know how to express his gratitude for a while.

"Brother Cheng, great kindness, our husband and wife will never forget. Haoling, who was also very excited, also came to Mo Zhiyao's side with her daughter in her arms, and Ying Ying bowed.

Elder Wu on the side looked at the young man in front of him, and his heart was shocked as if it were a monstrous wave. How could a young man who seemed to be less than 20 years old be able to defeat Huangshan in the late stage of returning to the gods? However, the actions of the head couple could not help but make him not believe it.

A few people sat down again, the worry on Leng Yang's face was swept away, he groaned for a while, and said to Mo Zhiyao: "Brother Cheng, the Huangshan cultivation of the King Kong Gate has just been promoted to the late stage of returning to God, although Brother Cheng will not take it seriously, it is better to be careful." ”

From beginning to end, Leng Yang couldn't see the depth of Mo Zhiyao's cultivation, and felt that it was still necessary to remind him.

"And the exercises practiced in Huangshan are also extremely strange, as far as I know, their Vajra Gate specializes in cultivating the physical body, as if it is combined with a medicine to greatly enhance the strength of the physical body, resulting in the strength of the physical body is extremely strong, and few people in the same level can break through their defenses. ”

"Medicine?" Mo Zhiyao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Leng, how much do you know about their Vajra Sect's cultivation methods, and do you know what kind of medicine they use to cooperate with their physical body cultivation?"

"I don't know this, this is the core secret of their Vajra Gate, only Huang Shan knows about it, and there are only a very few core disciples who can use it, and the others are just simply practicing the exercises. Leng Yang shook his head and said.

Mo Zhiyao was silent for a moment when he heard this, it seems that if he wants to know the secret of the King Kong Gate, he can only start from the body of the Yellow Mountain.

"Bang!" While a few people were talking, a loud bang suddenly came out from outside, and listening to the sound, it should be that the door of the Spirit Sword Gate was broken by someone.

"Leng Yang, hand over that little bastard who injured my son!!" A roar full of anger exploded like thunder.

"Huangshan!" Leng Yang stood up violently, and his face became ugly.

"It came pretty quickly. Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, a trace of cold light flowed in his eyes, and he got up and walked out. When Leng Yang and the others saw it, they also calmed down their somewhat flustered minds, and hurriedly followed together and walked out of the hall.

In the square outside the hall, a middle-aged man with a burly figure like a hill stood in the center of the square, wearing a sleeveless shirt, the muscles of the two arms exposed were bulging, and under the tight skin, there was explosive power. Just standing there gives people a sense of heavy oppression like a mountain.

Behind the big man, there were dozens of people standing, all with the symbol of the King Kong Gate on their chests. On the other side of the square opposite the Great Han were many disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect. The two sides confronted each other, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong. However, in comparison, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect seemed a little timid. It seems that it is because he suffered a lot of losses under the hands of Vajra Gate a few days ago.

"Huangshan! You are so deceitful that you dare to smash the mountain gate of my Spirit Sword Gate!" Looking at the ground not far behind the big man, which was full of broken gate fragments, the green tendons on Leng Yang's forehead burst out, and there was a flickering of fury in his eyes.

"Don't you talk to Lao Tzu about those useless things!" The horizontal flesh on Huang Shan's face trembled, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he looked at Leng Yang and roared viciously. "Don't talk nonsense, hand over the little bastard who injured my son! Then submit to my King Kong Gate, I can still leave your Spirit Sword Gate and these people alive, otherwise today Lao Tzu will dismantle your Spirit Sword Gate, so that your Spirit Sword Gate chickens and dogs will not stay!"

"Huang Shan, are you really afraid of your King Kong Gate when I am the Spirit Sword Sect, let's settle it today!" With Mo Zhiyao as his backer, Leng Yang's confidence in speaking also became full, and he looked at Huang Shan without fear and said.