Leng Wushuang was thinking a lot, but Mo Ying casually pulled out the soft sword from his waist and turned over in the air.

The sword lights were everywhere, like sparks, and the momentum was like a rainbow. Before he could even fix his eyes, he saw that the man behind Qiu Erhu was already ragged, stunned, his muscles twitched, and his bright light was shining...

Ning Si covered her lips and laughed: "You said you didn't stand there, and you insisted on standing behind Brother Qiu, but you still didn't keep this outfit."

"I have demonstrated the first form of the ten thousand swords, and the flowing water suddenly appears. Please think carefully about the rest..."

Mo Ying turned around gracefully, leaving everyone with a fog.

"Hey, what does he mean? Can they use all these thousands of swords to make a sound?"

"What's so strange about this? Since he is the elder brother of the leader, maybe the master is the same person and he has the same martial arts skills."

The man with a sharp-mouthed face was humiliated and furious. However, his skills were inferior to others, so he had to hold his face red.

"Who is this brother of the leader? Is it because I said a few more words to humiliate me in front of all the heroes? If this is true, I will sacrifice this cheap life and save my life from being laughed at by the people of the world, saying that I was shameless."

Seeing that Zeng San's palm was about to cover his heavenly spirit, at the critical moment, Mo Ying waved his hand and made Zeng San's mouth hurt.

"I'm not stopping you today for anything else, but I just don't want this Lishuiju to be stained with blood. If you really want to die, I can recruit people to send you a ride except this villa!"

"You...you are really bullying."

Zeng San blushed and started to fight with Mo Ying. Mo Ying just smiled slightly and played dozens of moves with him. Everyone was excited to watch. Mo Ying suddenly lit his acupoint, and Zeng San couldn't move.

"I'll be here today. Although I don't know who the master behind you is, I can guess it almost the same. Prince of the ancient country, do you think so?"

Facing Mo Ying's question, Li Yan said: "It depends on your thoughts. If it were me, I wouldn't have hurt the hearts of the martial arts heroes!" Suddenly,

"I, Moying, have always been walking upright and sitting steadily. Since you said that, I will ask everyone to see the evidence."

After Mo Ying said that, he held a thin note in his hand.

"This is what I got when I was playing swordsman. Xiangbi Scholar saw the most sincere thing! I can take the opportunity to kill myself and get the leader of the martial arts world... It's not to mention that, this is really interesting for the person who wrote you notes..."

"You...you swear by blood..."

Qiu Erhu asked in disbelief: "Brother Scholar, is this true?"

"This is what he is. I saw it. Zeng San, you are a well-known hero in the martial arts world. I didn't expect you to cause trouble in the martial arts world. What is your purpose?"

Zeng San's legs were weak and said fearfully: "I...I..."

"What are you? Don't you just want him to have a place to stand? By the way, you can destroy the reputation of the world's No. 1 farmer, so as to tell the world that the young master of the No. 1 farmer is suitable for virtue, right?"

Leng Wushuang frowned when she heard this, and looked at Mo Ying calmly, waiting for his next move.
Chapter completed!