Less than a quarter of an hour after he abandoned the son of the city lord, a large number of guards appeared outside the inn.
These guards are all low-generation disciples of the Zixuan Sect. Each one of them carries a giant sword on his back and looks extremely domineering.
The city lord is a middle-aged man who is the foreign affairs deacon of Zixuan Sect. He is responsible for overall management of the trading city.
"search!"
The guards all rushed in. The innkeeper was so frightened that he trembled. After a while, the guards came out again.
"Sir, the prisoner has escaped!"
The city lord's face twisted for a while, and he shouted: "Take all the people in the inn back, and those who resist will be killed without mercy!"
As a result, all the people at the inn were captured and taken back to the city lord's palace.
At this time, a group of guards came in a hurry and said: "Sir, the prisoner is in Xicheng District!"
After Mo Wuxie deposed the city lord's son, he left the inn.
There were many people from the Martial Arts Empire in the trading city, so he found a shop in Xicheng District.
Before leaving the Martial Arts Empire, Mo Xie had told him the contact information of the spies stationed in Ling Kingdom and the branch's network. This was because Mo Xie was afraid that he would be in danger and would ask the spies to summon him if he had any questions!
Mo Wuxie's appearance made the spy's eyes light up.
"Master, are you planning to buy silk or weapons?" asked the shopkeeper.
Mo Wuxie smiled and said: "I don't buy silk or weapons, I buy angelica!"
This was the secret code for communicating with the spies. The shopkeeper's eyes lit up again and he said: "Sir, please follow me to the backyard to choose Angelica!"
Mo Wuxie followed the shopkeeper to the backyard. The shopkeeper immediately knelt down and said respectfully, "My subordinates pay their respects to the young master!"
Mo Wuxie didn't talk too much to him and said, "Immediately have someone send this secret letter back to the empire and hand it into my father's hands!"
He handed over a letter, which recorded his speculations on the spiritual affairs! The shopkeeper took it respectfully, and Mo Wuxie left. The shopkeeper immediately sent someone to deliver the letter without any delay!
Secret agents are not able to grasp all the trends in the Ling Kingdom, especially secret military operations. Even many tribes may be kept in the dark. Naturally, secret agents cannot find out. If it weren't for Mo Wuxie's chance encounters along the way and his wisdom,
Presumably, this amazing information may not be obtained.
The reason why he did this was because he knew that if this matter was not resolved quickly, he might not have a chance. Because the so-called city lord would not let him go!
No, as soon as he walked less than a hundred meters out of the shop, a large group of people came towards him. The leader was dressed in purple and exuded a cold and fierce light. This person was the city lord!
The city lord met Mo Wuxie. The sword intent that Mo Wuxie always exuded made the city lord moved. He suddenly found that he felt unsure. But thinking that this was his world and that he had the support of Zixuan Sect behind him,
He became a little more courageous.
"Kill!" The city lord waved his hand, and hundreds of guards rushed towards Mo Wuxie.
Looking at the giant swords in their hands, Mo Wuxie didn't take it to heart. Being able to come to the trading capital to manage public security already showed how low their status in the Zixuan Sect was, and their strength was naturally pitiful.
Mo Wuxie smiled coldly, and the Ningbi Sword appeared, slashing down in front of him. Immediately, an astonishing sword energy turned into a ripple of energy and bombarded him!
With a bang, the sword energy exploded between the two rows of guards. The sword energy suddenly rushed to both sides, and the guards hit the buildings on both sides like broken leaves in the wind...
The sword energy surged, and the buildings on both sides of the street were destroyed and turned into ruins, with corpses of guards rolling towards the distance!
One sword clarifies Yuyu.
He and the city lord were fifty meters apart, looking at each other. Between them, there was only a deep ravine, and the rocky ground was like paper!
The city lord's face suddenly turned purple and he clenched the giant sword in his hand!
"Who are you?" The city lord asked patiently.
Mo Wuxie smiled and said, "The person you have been looking for!"
The city lord's expression changed drastically and he said, "Are you Mo Wuxie? The Mo Wuxie who massacred Danchen Pavilion and killed my brother and nephew?"
Mo Wuxie didn't take it seriously and said: "If the son-in-law of the Tuoba tribe is your nephew, then this doesn't mean anything. I killed him! And he was very happy to kill him!"
At this time, many people gathered around to watch the two of them. Naturally, most of them were watching the excitement to see who dared to cause trouble in the trading capital!
The city lord was very conflicted. His brother and nephew were both martial saints. If they couldn't defeat Mo Wuxie, then he himself was no match for Mo Wuxie.
However, if he does not take measures in full view of the public, then the trading capital will lose its honor, and the Zixuan Sect will become the laughing stock of others!
He weighed the pros and cons and finally didn't take action because he was waiting.
Every other month, some people from the Zixuan Sect will come to transport daily necessities up the mountain, and the people who come every time are very powerful. Today is the last day of the month, and he is waiting for their masters from the Zixuan Sect to arrive in time.
Solve his problems!
Mo Wuxie seemed to see his fear and said with a smile: "I can kill your brothers and nephews, but I can't kill you easily! If it were me, I would rather go back to the sect and ask for help!"
At this moment, Mo Wuxie suddenly frowned and looked at the distant mountains in horror.
That was the mountain gate of Zixuan Sect. On this road, he sensed several powerful auras. Everyone was a Martial Saint, even a Martial Emperor!
Five miles away from the trading capital, a group of thirty people walked towards the trading capital. The energy fluctuations of Mo Wuxie's sword were immediately noticed by some masters. As a result, the six martial saints immediately turned into six blue lights and flew away.
Just as the blue light flew away, a person suddenly looked towards the trading capital, showing interest: "The realm of Emperor Wu, so powerful, interesting and interesting!"
After saying that, the person seemed to suddenly disappear from where he was.
Mo Wuxie looked solemn, knowing that he could not wait any longer. Killing one person would reduce the threat.
He pointed it out with his sword, and the sword and the sword were already in front of the city lord, and the tip of the sword pierced his throat!
The city lord naturally sensed the arrival of his fellow sect members and was secretly happy in his heart. However, he never imagined that Mo Wuxie's sudden attack shocked him inexplicably. Especially this sword made him feel that it was difficult to resist.
He could sense that this sword, seemingly simple, seemed to span a distance in space, giving him the illusion that he had no time to defend himself.
This is the sword intention that Mo Wuxie realized after the battle with the city lord's brother and nephew. This sword intention is one of the mysteries of the Guixu chapter in the Cangyue Sword Technique.
He had seen Mo Yan use this trick in Danchen Pavilion, and he had been studying it, but he had never been able to master it. It was tangible but unintentional. He didn't expect to realize it in one battle!
When a sword thrust out, he could clearly feel it. It seemed that the sword's intention contained the laws of nature. He was integrated into the wind. The wind was everywhere and seamless. When the sword was used, it made him feel something.
This subtle telepathy!
The city lord's expression changed drastically, he felt the coldness of his blood, and he felt a trembling emotion.
He put his foot on the ground and retreated quickly. At the same time, the giant sword was blocked in front of him, as thick as a mountain!
The blue light on the Juque Sword flowed like ripples of water, and the tip of Mo Wuxie's Ningbi Sword touched it.
Suddenly, his wrist turned, and the Ningbi Sword changed its direction, and went around the blade of the Giant Que Sword. Then with a strong pull, the Giant Que Sword deviated from the chest of the city lord, and for a moment, an empty door was revealed.
chatter!
The tip of the sword pierced his chest, and Mo Wuxie retreated like lightning and stood still!
The city lord's giant sword slammed into the ground, and his eyes began to wander, showing a look of despair.
Until now, he had not clearly seen the terrifying artistic conception contained in that sword. It could be said that he was killed instantly with one move!