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Chapter 129 Death of those who blaspheme Yuanyuan 1

Mo Wuxie's goal this time is to completely defeat the Tuoba tribe's strong men, so that the Gaotu tribe can sit back and relax. Because no matter where it is, in any war, it is often the duel between the strong that determines the outcome.

A victory for one side. Therefore, once the powerful Tuoba tribe is gone, the Gaotu tribe will have no future troubles!

It can be said that he has paid a lot for his future plans.

The Tuoba tribe's city is at least five times larger than the Gaotu tribe's, which shows that there is a qualitative gap in strength between them.

He stood in the sky, looking down at the city on the ground with thick walls and solid buildings, showing a look of helplessness.

In the palace of the Tuoba City Lord, the Tuoba leader's face was ashen. Naturally, he saw the person in the sky, the person who killed his daughter.

Originally, he asked his son-in-law to avenge his daughter, but somehow, after his son-in-law heard that his daughter was killed instantly, he left a word and left.

Just when the Tuoba clan leader was hesitant, Mo Wuxie had already approached him.

"What do you think we should do?" The Tuoba clan leader scanned the hall. There were eight people in the hall, mostly elderly.

An old man said coldly: "Besides compensation, I don't think there is any other way!"

Everyone else defaults.

At this moment, a coercion suddenly came down. The Tuoba clan leader's face changed drastically, and the eight old men became trembling. The roof of the city lord's mansion suddenly trembled, and large amounts of dust fell down.

Buzz! The sound of a sharp sword penetrating was heard, the roof collapsed, and then, a round silver ball of light fell down!

Boom! The silver light group exploded. The eight old men who were closest were the first to bear the brunt and were immediately thrown away. Then the Tuoba clan leader...

Mo Wuxie took back the Ningbi Sword, and just now he threw Xiaoyue towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Looking at the collapsed city lord's palace, he sighed again.

Suddenly, he looked into the distance with a solemn expression and said, "Here he comes!"

Qu Yuan also looked over and said: "The two martial saints are very powerful!"

He smiled and said: "No problem, let me fight!"

He looked far into the distance and found that both of them were carrying giant swords. They were flying with constant rumblings, and they were powerful and powerful, indicating that they were coming with bad intentions.

The giant sword represents the Zixuan Sect. This shows that the conflict between Mo Wuxie and the Zixuan Sect has intensified.

Qu Yuan had always been held in Mo Wuxie's arms, and it was even said that she had never released her profound energy.

In Mo Wuxie's arms, she felt happier than she had ever felt before.

At this time, they watched the person approach together.

The two martial saints stopped fifty meters in front of them.

One is an old man and the other is a young man. Their faces are somewhat similar. The young man's face is a little sallow, as if he was drunk too much. The old man's eyebrows are somewhat majestic, and he should have some status in the Zixuan Sect.

The young Martial Saint saw Mo Wuxie from afar, and he had early murderous intent. When he saw Qu Yuan in Mo Wuxie's arms, his eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had seen his prey.

Mo Wuxie naturally noticed the change in the young martial saint and dared to hit his woman's attention, which made him furious.

"Beauty, you are so beautiful. Come back with me and I will guarantee you a happy life!" The young Wu Sheng seemed to have forgotten the hatred of killing his wife and found a new love in the blink of an eye. But who is Qu Yuan? She is the proud daughter of the emperor.

Does anyone dare to blaspheme her? Of course not, some of them have already been sent on their way by her.

Her murderous intention has already begun, and her whole body exudes an unstable aura. How could Mo Wuxie be the same!

"Yuanyuan, I want to kill this guy with my own hands!"

Qu Yuan felt relieved for a moment. She was afraid that Mo Wuxie would have other ideas. Now it seemed that she was more worried and said: "This guy dares to be frivolous to me, Wu Xie, I will tear him into pieces!"

Mo Wuxie left Qu Yuan, and without Mo Wuxie's embrace, Qu Yuan naturally had to stand in the air by herself.

Suddenly, her body emitted a purple light, causing the expressions of the two people opposite her to change dramatically.

The young Martial Saint was about to say something frivolous again, but he immediately swallowed it back, his mouth was a little dry. The old Martial Saint's face was also ashen.

"Yuanyuan, sweep the formation for me, don't let anyone escape! They are all mine!"

Mo Wuxie thrust his sword into the air.

This sword contains the mystery of the third stage of Zangyue Swordsmanship. The third stage is called the Return to the Ruins chapter by Mo Xie, which shows that it is extremely domineering.

His sword seemed to shorten the space and instantly appeared in front of the young martial saint, the tip of the sword was already close to his chest!

"careful!"

The old Martial Saint has experienced countless failures over the years. Naturally, he has a good temperament. After recovering from the shock of Qu Yuan, he saw Mo Wuxie attacking and reminded the young Martial Saint.

The giant sword of the old Martial Saint emitted a thick blue light and was already placed in front of the young Martial Saint. At the same time, he shouted: Thick as a mountain!

boom!

Mo Wuxie felt like he was shaken to a rock, and a counter-shock force arose.

I saw a burst of light patterns spreading out on the giant sword where the Ningbi Sword had touched it, like a splash of water.

What superb sword skills!

Mo Wuxie secretly praised, but it was impossible for him to be knocked back by the force of the shock.

His sword was still pointed at the giant sword, but he suddenly let go of the sword, and then turned around, the Ningbi Sword began to spin, and in an instant its dazzling light flashed, and a round ball of light was produced.

"Xiaoyue! Break it for me!"

With a roar, the thick mountains of the enhanced version of Xiaoyue and Juque Sword exploded.

Mo Wuxie suddenly stepped back, with a look of horror on his face, and stretched out his hand to catch the rebounding Ningbi Sword. This is truly as thick as a mountain! Like a dragonfly shaking a mountain, it remains motionless!

Of course, the old man's giant sword was thrown back, and the back of the sword hit the young martial saint's chest, knocking the young martial saint back ten meters.

The young Wu Sheng's heart was stolen by Qu Yuan. After this violent impact, severe pain came from his chest, and he suddenly woke up and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!

The old Martial Saint was also inexplicably horrified. He actually couldn't tell what kind of sword technique Mo Wuxie's sword moves were. He seemed to have some impression, but he didn't seem to have any.

Master!

This is what Mo Wuxie and the old Martial Saint said about their opponents!

The old man Wu Sheng kept glancing at Qu Yuan with his peripheral vision. He would be lying if he said he was not panicked, because that was the presence of Emperor Wu, and one move could kill both of them.

The young martial saint felt equally uncomfortable, knowing that he was in big trouble and might even get into trouble with his father this time.

Mo Wuxie knew that the Zixuan Sect's mountainous defense was too powerful and its area was so large that all techniques would be useless in the face of this defense. The only way was to defeat them with force!

Suddenly, he saw their fear. It seemed that it was not too difficult to deal with them! As long as he caught the young guy, the old man would be overwhelmed!

He made up his mind to attack the weak first.

"A glimpse!"

Mo Wuxie shouted loudly, raised his long sword above his head, and slashed down violently. Then, a wave of sword energy whizzed out in a ripple shape. The power of the sword shocked the old man. It was as thick as a mountain and he almost used it again.

The whole person is blocked behind.

Mo Wuxie sneered, the reason for making such a noise was to make the old man think that he was launching a main attack on him, so that he could kill the young martial saint unprepared!
Chapter completed!
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