"I've met senior brother."

Fei Xuan bowed to Motian respectfully: "I don't know what instructions senior brother has when he comes to see junior brother."

Motian raised his eyelids and said calmly: "As for Elder Luo Xin, you should keep a close eye these days. Your marriage to the Yaoyang Sword Sect is about to happen. I don't expect any surprises to happen."

Fei Xuan's heart skipped a beat and he responded in a low voice: "Junior brother, I obey."

Motian nodded: "The ancestor divided the Taoism into seven lines and passed it on to seven direct disciples, which is now the main line of the Seven Peaks. As disciples of the Seven Lines, we have a duty to protect the sect's bloodline orthodoxy, so you don't want to

What’s the psychological burden?”, all text typed by hand

"Junior brother understands."

Fei Xuan behaved extremely submissively in front of Motian. He was originally just the last Supreme Elder of Lingyu Sword Sect. His cultivation level was only ordinary in the early stage of Sword Yuan. He was a dispensable bottom existence. If he hadn't been the last one twenty years ago,

The Second Supreme Elder Luo Yinshan fell, and he never had a chance to rise to the top. Now that Luo Xin and Yueying have condensed their sword energy, he was naturally promoted to the Second Supreme Elder and became the second most powerful figure in the Lingyu Sword Sect.

, but if he really takes this second one seriously, then he is really crazy. There can only be one voice in Lingyu Sword Sect, and that is the First Supreme Elder Motian! Therefore, he has been keeping a low profile over the years.

, never express his own opinions. See the latest chapter

It's a pity for that woman Luo Xin. Fei Xuan sighed in his heart. He was originally thinking about how to bring her into the house, but now it seems that there is no chance.

"Go down, don't stay in seclusion all the time, pay more attention to matters within the sect." Motian waved his hand.

"yes!"

Fei Xuan bowed respectfully and was about to withdraw. A huge spiritual pressure suddenly descended on the Lingyu Sword Sect. The terrifying sword intention contained the cold will to kill and impacted the minds of every spiritual sword master.

Motian suddenly changed color and stood up from his seat: "Half step!!"

Fei Xuan's heart was trembling even more, and the blood on his face had faded. He only had the cultivation of the early stage of Jian Yuan, and his sword intention realm was mediocre. The pressure he faced when facing this level of pressure was no more than that faced by a Jian Gang realm spiritual swordsman.

A poor swordsman in the Sword Origin Realm! He simply cannot muster the will to resist!

At the same moment, all the disciples of the entire Lingyu Sword Sect felt the pressure of the sword. Except for the sword masters in the Jian Yuan realm, they could make some simple judgments, but below the Jian Yuan realm, it was impossible to imagine how powerful this force was.

It just felt like the whole day was weighed down.

The sky-high face was full of uncertainty. He didn't know when such a person appeared, but the other party released everything in a high-profile manner. It was obvious that he was not a guest. He couldn't think of when his Lingyu Sword Sect had offended an existence of this level.

"Walk!"

It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided. As a dictatorial figure, Motian did not hesitate for too long and encouraged Jian Yuan to shoot out of the hall.

Luoxin Cave Mansion.

Yueying covered her heart, and the spiritual sword in her body sent out waves of scorching heat, making her heart almost burn.

It's him! He's back! He hasn't forgotten himself! Yueying rushed out of the cave desperately.

"Yue'er!"

Luo Xin and Xu Hui were shocked. Now that the situation outside was unknown, it would be extremely dangerous to rush out so recklessly. But Yueying had already rushed out of the cave, and the two women had no choice but to rush out with their swords.

Over the mountain gate of the entire Lingyu Sword Sect, the situation was changing at this moment. The mountain-protecting sword formation had been completely activated under the terrible pressure. A layer of flashing colorful spiritual light shield covered the mountains hundreds of miles below, as if it was

Contesting with some unknown force, the spiritual light of the shield flickered and trembled violently. There were violent roars in the sky, and all kinds of colorful lights scattered in all directions.

In the center of this violent upheaval, a sword descended from the sky little by little, squeezing through the sword light shield formed by the high-grade defensive sword array. The terrifying spiritual powers squeezed and collided with each other to form various strange phenomena.

All the disciples of the Lingyu Sword Sect felt as if a disaster was coming, and ran around in fear, scurrying like headless flies, while the elders of the peaks scolded them in vain.

Yueying rushed out of the cave and saw the unforgettable figure in the sky. At this moment, her heart was intoxicated.

The mountain-protecting sword formation was finally torn apart, and the figure descended into the hinterland of Lingyu Sword Sect without any hindrance. The spiritual pressure approaching the sword embryo realm completely enveloped the entire Lingyu Sword Sect mountain gate without any hindrance. Under this huge wave of

Under the pressure, some spirit sword masters below the sword vein stage in the central area were directly pressed to their knees. This was no longer the method of ordinary spirit sword masters, but triggered the resonance of the spirits of heaven and earth in the space, equivalent to the entire

Heaven and earth are exerting pressure, and ordinary spirit sword masters simply cannot bear it.

"Don't ask..."

Yueying's eyes were blurred, and she shouted out the name that haunted her in a trembling voice, and tears silently filled her eyes.

Mo Wen showed a trace of tenderness in his eyes and stretched out a hand: "I'll pick you up."

"Um!"

Yueying nodded heavily and placed her hand on Mo Wen's palm.

Mo Wen gently pulled Yueying into his arms, holding her tightly, tightly...

Feeling the warmth in Mo Wen's arms, Yueying was completely intoxicated. At this moment, she didn't have to think about anything. She only needed to enjoy the happiness and joy of meeting her lover again after a long separation. That broad mind made her full of security.

"Don't ask, is this a dream? If it is a dream, I am willing to continue like this and never wake up." Yueying murmured softly in a blurry voice.

Mo Wen deeply smelled the fragrance in Yueying's black hair, and said seriously: "This is not a dream, I am back, Yueying... I love you!"

Tears finally welled up in her eyes. Yueying buried her head deeply in Mo Wen's chest, crying with joy. She had been waiting for this sentence for twenty years!

Thousands of feet away, Luo Xin and Xu Hui looked at the two people embracing each other in the sky in shock.

"It's him! He's back!" Xu Hui murmured. Once upon a time, who would have thought that the cripple who fled the Lingyu Sword Sect in embarrassment would now have grown to the point where they need to look up to him completely!

"Half step, haha, it only took him twenty years to complete the journey that others took hundreds of years to complete." Xu Hui chuckled lightly, with a hint of ridicule in her laughter. She was mocking Yu Jianmen.

Those short-sighted elders, it was their acquiescence and connivance that led to the end of the Lingyu Sword Sect. Now these guys regret it to death.

"Is he that person? I didn't expect that he has grown to this point now." Luo Xin didn't have much contact with Mo Wen. Only when he was seriously injured in a sneak attack in Zhao State, the young man set up a sword formation to protect him.

She bought time to heal her wounds, and finally turned against him and won. Although they only interacted with each other for a few days, Luo Xin had a deep impression on this young man. More importantly, Yue Ying, her most proud disciple, did not hesitate to use

Kenshin cultivates the secret method of love, using the other person as the cauldron to sow the roots of love for himself. Over the years, he has not thought about the other person. It is precisely because of the connection of love that Yueying has always believed that Mo Wen can live somewhere safe and suffer.

Waiting for twenty years.

Two sword rainbows swept over from the depths of the back mountain, one after the other, and stopped not far from the two women. They were the figures of the first supreme elder Fei Xuan and the second supreme elder Fei Xuan.

Seeing the two people embracing each other in the sky, Motian's face was particularly gloomy, while Fei Xuan was pale.

Below, many disciples of Lingyu Sword Sect also calmed down. The terrifying big devil did not go on a killing spree as imagined, but instead staged a romantic drama in the sky. Everyone stood on the top of a mountain or on the side of a building. From a high place, I stared blankly at the sky. I was deeply moved by this scene and shed a handful of tears.

"It's him! How could it be him! Absolutely impossible, I must have seen it wrong!" On a certain spiritual peak, an old man spoke excitedly and incoherently, pulling at his beard fiercely.

At this moment, I don’t know how many people pulled out their hair and beards. They were all the Yuan Yu Jianmen elders who had advocated giving up Mo Wen. At this moment, Mo Wen didn’t hide it at all, showing his true appearance completely. Now He Yifeng has passed away. After death, the Wuwei Sword Sect's contact with the above was basically severed. It was impossible for the identity of the Mo family's bloodline in the Sword Making Villa to be passed on to the above. Moreover, He Yifeng also did a good job in keeping secrets. Although the entire Wuwei Sword Sect knew that Mo Wen was the number one A wanted criminal, but no one knows why he is wanted. Therefore, Mo Wen no longer has to hide his identity in Ziyun Xing Pavilion.

Twenty years obviously cannot leave too many marks on Mo Wen's face, so these former elder disciples of Zhao Guoyu Sword Sect can recognize at a glance the terrifying strong man embracing Yueying in the sky. He was the same one back then. The cripple Mo Wen of Mo Wen! They were filled with regrets and panic at the same time, fearing that Mo Wen would take revenge for what happened back then.

But apparently they were overly concerned. Just like an ant spitting on an elephant, does the elephant want to retaliate against the ant?

Mo Wen held Yue Ying in his arms for a full quarter of an hour, letting out all the suppressed emotions of twenty years before letting go of Yue Ying with still unfinished feelings.

Looking at the delicate face of the moon shadow, he said softly: "Wait for me, I will get rid of those flies."

Yueying's cheeks turned slightly red and she nodded obediently, but her hand still held Mo Wen's left hand tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, the sweetheart she had longed for would disappear like a bubble.

Seeing the two people separated, Motian already understood that it was time for him to take the stage. He gave Mo Wen a distant fist and said, "Motian, the first supreme elder of Lingyu Sword Sect, has met you. I don't know what you are talking about when you come to Lingyu Sword Sect?" "

He never mentioned anything about Mo Wen's forced break into the Mountain Guard Sword Formation just now, as if the other party was a distinguished guest they had just welcomed in.

Mo Wen snorted softly. This elder of the Sky Sword Sect may seem rude, but in fact he is very thoughtful. His simple words avoid the important and ignore the easy, and implicitly express the intention of compromise, leaving people with no excuse to get angry.

But now he had no intention of playing tricks with the other party and said directly: "Yueying is my lover, I want to take her away."

"Your Excellency, you are saying that you want to marry our clan?" Motian asked back.

Mo Wen narrowed his eyes. This Motian Patriarch was more difficult to deal with than he thought. He didn't know whether the other party really didn't understand or was just pretending to be confused, but any scheming and tricks were useless in the face of absolute power, so he said directly again: "You I'm afraid I misunderstood, I meant to take Yueying away, it has nothing to do with your Lingyu Sword Sect."

"Oh, you are joking. Yueying is a disciple of my Lingyu Sword Sect. How can she say that she has nothing to do with our sect if she wants to become a Taoist couple with you?" Motian said with perfect accuracy.

"You want to stop me?" Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and released a dangerous aura.

"What are you talking about? Yueying can become a Taoist couple with you. It's not too late for me to be overjoyed. How can I stop you?"

Mo Wen stared at Motian carefully and said, "Okay, it seems you want to be He Yifeng's companion. I don't mind giving you a ride."

Motian finally changed color and lost his voice: "He Yifeng killed him! The person in that boat was you!"

Motian's body was slightly arched, and he assumed a posture that he could exert force at any time. He Yifeng's cultivation level was about the same as his. The opponent could easily kill He Yifeng, and it shouldn't be too difficult to kill him.

"I practice the art of killing swordsmanship, and I don't mind committing more killings." Mo Wen's tone was serious, with murderous intentions clearly revealed.

Yue Ying worriedly squeezed Mo Wen's hand. After all, every woman doesn't want her lover to become a murderous demon. Mo Wen gently squeezed Yue Ying's palm to reassure her.

Motian didn't think for long, he knew exactly what to choose, and said in a dry voice: "From today on, Qiu Yueying will be completely removed from the genealogy, and everything from now on will have nothing to do with Lingyu Sword Sect."

"You are very smart. I like to deal with smart people." Mo Wen smiled faintly. This was exactly the result he wanted. He didn't want Yueying to bear the mark of betraying his master, so he asked Lingyu Sword Sect to take the initiative to terminate his relationship with Yueying as a disciple.

Relationship is undoubtedly the best choice.

Yueying's face showed joy. She had long wanted to leave Lingyu Sword Sect. She was tired of the intrigues within the sect, but she quickly thought of something and hurriedly said: "Mo Lang, there are still my master and master!"

Mo Wen was startled, and then he saw Luo Xin and Xu Hui in the distance. He had an impression of both women, and he couldn't say he had any dislike or special fondness for them. However, the relationship between the other party and Yueying had to make him have feelings for the two women.

Maintaining the due respect, he nodded and said: "Okay, but since you have to leave, just leave. If you are willing to go with you, let them all come over and leave Lingyu Sword Sect together."

"good!"

Yueying was extremely excited. She was so happy that she finally left Mo Wen behind and flew towards Luo Xin and Xu Hui.

Motian's face was so black that he was almost dripping with water, and he felt the urge to vomit blood. He originally thought that He Yifeng's fall would allow them to crush the Wuwei Sword Sect, but they didn't expect that the good times would not last long, and they would lose two swordsmen all at once.

The ancestors of the early Yuan Dynasty! One of them is the most talented disciple of Lingyu Sword Sect in the past five hundred years! He
To be continued...