Volume Two, Edge of the Inner Court Chapter 258, Four Swordsmen
Mo Xuanzhang wants to challenge the four swordsmen!
After a brief silence in the hall, deafening laughter erupted.
"He wants to challenge four swordsmen. Did I hear that right? I thought he was so powerful, but he turns out to be a lunatic."
"There's nothing wrong with my ears. Is there really someone with a bad mind these days who thinks he can stop four swordsmen from attacking at the same time?"
"Come down quickly, don't be embarrassed. Your Highness, you should expel this person from Zuimeng Palace as soon as possible. Don't let him pollute this place. This is not a place for lunatics."
For a moment, disdain, sneers, ridicule, contempt, and insults poured down like huge waves. Mo Xuanzhang plucked his ears and turned a deaf ear to them. He just looked at Master Mo Jian indifferently. As long as this man relaxed,
No matter how much nonsense other people say, it won't help.
Mo Jian looked surprised at first, and then also sneered and taunted: "You want to challenge the Four Swordsmen at the same time, it is extremely ridiculous."
"Oh? Tell me."
Mr. Mo Jian stood up and said slowly: "If you are here to have fun, I advise you to stop. Although your junior brother is rampant, he is still normal at least. Don't you know what is wrong."
"It seems that you look down on us, so what will you do if I win?" Mo Xuanzhang said calmly with a faint smile on his face.
"You have no chance of winning. Together with your junior brother, there may be a chance to struggle, but you alone are simply seeking death." Mo Jian's voice became very gloomy, which showed how angry he was after hearing Mo Xuanzhang's words.
In Cangtian Sword Pavilion, Jianzi was the most talented person in swordsmanship in an era, while the Four Swordsmen were the four most talented people besides Jianzi. Their status in the pavilion was only lower than that of the pavilion master and Jianzi, and even
You must be above the elders. In the history of Yantian Empire, countless geniuses have challenged the Sword Warriors, and very few of them have won. However, no one has ever been able to survive thirty rounds with the four sword warriors joining forces.
Even if he were in the same realm as the Four Swordsmen, he wouldn't be able to defeat the four of them together.
Mo Xuanzhang's words were not heroic words, but he simply looked down upon Cangtian Jiange.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the dignified Cangtian Sword Pavilion would say such childish words." Yan Ting laughed wildly: "You don't think that your four sword servants will be invincible if they join forces. If you are afraid, I can fight with you.
He will fight the four of you together, so don't use these idiotic words to frustrate us."
Mo Jian's eyes flashed, like an invisible sharp sword crossing the void. Yan Ting's head tilted slightly, and a strand of hair fell from his temples.
Yan Ting frowned and reached out to hold the broken hair floating in the air.
"If you speak rudely again, your head will fall off next time." Mo Jian said coldly. He looked at Mo Xuanzhang: "If the Four Swordsmen want to join forces, it will be a life and death battle, because they never know how to do it.
Join us to spar with a madman, are you sure you want to fight?"
"A battle of life and death?" Mo Xuanzhang looked solemn.
"Shut up if you're afraid. What are you pretending to be here? If you don't have the strength, just sit still. Do you think no one in the Yantian Empire dares to touch you?" Seeing Mo Xuanzhang's hesitation, someone suddenly shouted.
"That's right, how can I, the genius of the Yantian Empire, allow you to provoke me here? Get out of here!"
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Mo Xuanzhang thought for a while: "There is no other way. I don't want to kill anyone."
"Kill people?" Mo Jian was extremely angry and laughed back: "If you can kill them, it's because they are not strong enough, and I will never pursue it, but what if you die?"
At this time, Ye Sixuan stood up, chuckled and dissuaded: "Friends, the Four Swordsmen joining forces is not a joke. If you want to prove your strength, you don't have to use this method. You should think about it carefully.
Do you want to try a swordsman first?"
"I have thought clearly. I want to challenge the Four Swordsmen. If it must be a matter of life and death, then my sword will only see blood today." Mo Xuanzhang replied with a faint smile, which made Ye Sixuan's face condense.
"Come out, don't completely destroy this shabby hall!" Mo Xuanzhang turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the hall with a hiss.
Mo Jian was furious at this moment. He raised his right hand and his tone was extremely cold: "He wants to die, so let him go. Cang Mo, Cang Li, Cang Ran, Cang Shu, go and kill him."
The Four Swordsmen nodded slightly, then turned into four streams of light and flew out.
Yan Ting frowned slightly, Ling Changfeng pulled his sleeve, his face showed unprecedented panic: "Quickly stop him,
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Don't let him be stupid..."
Seeing Ling Changfeng's anxious look, Yan Ting said: "Don't worry, Mo Xuanzhang won't do anything he's not sure about."
"It's not certain. You don't know the strength of the Four Swordsmen. How can you act so randomly? If something happens to Mo Xuanzhang here, how can I feel at ease in this life?" Ling Changfeng looked at Yan Ting with a grim face.
Before he could move, he angrily threw Yan Ting away and ran out directly.
"Go and see how that idiot died."
"It's a pity that he looks pretty good, but there is something wrong with his brain."
The prince slowly walked down from the main seat and stood side by side with Mo Jian: "The blood is finally going to come. I have endured it for too long. I originally planned to take this opportunity to suppress the seventh brother, but these two people ruined the situation.
, in this case, let’s collect some interest first.”
"I'm afraid your Zuimeng Palace and the bamboo forest outside can't be saved." Mo Jian said softly.
"No more, this useless thing will be useless if we keep it. We will build a bigger one in the future, hahaha..." The prince laughed loudly and walked out of the hall, stood at the door, and looked at Mo Mo standing on the bamboo tip.
Xuanzang and the Four Swordsmen.
The Four Swordsmen stood at the four corners, surrounding Mo Xuanzhang in the middle.
"Mo Xuanzang, come down, don't fight them." Ling Changfeng no longer cares about his face. Saving Mo Xuanzang's life is the most important thing at this moment. He knows that if the four swordsmen join forces, they will either not use the sword or the sword will be released.
A scabbard will kill someone.
But if he had witnessed Mo Xuanzhang's sword formation defeating more than two hundred late-stage Tianyuan, he might be less worried at the moment.
"Seventh brother, why are you so worried? Since your friend dares to challenge, he must be aware of it. Maybe he can win!" The prince appeared behind him and said in a strange way.
Ling Changfeng did not look back, but his face was already very ugly. His fists were clenched and his breathing became heavy.
Mo Xuanzhang took out a purple sword wrapped in cloth from the space ring, took off the cloth, and revealed its exquisite and bright scabbard.
"Xuanji, I haven't fought with you for a while. Let's have a good fight today." Mo Xuanzang looked at the purple sword in his hand, showed a smile, and gently stroked Xuanji's sword blade.
The 乩 channeled the spirit and trembled slightly in response.
In the vast darkness, the moonlight could barely make out the five people on the top of the bamboo. Soon, a large number of guards came with torches, and the flames shot into the sky, and the appearance of the five people was completely reflected in everyone's eyes.
The Four Swordsmen took off the swords from their backs at the same time. They were four identical black swords. The blades were three feet and four inches long and two inches and four inches wide. The names of each of them were engraved on the blades. This was their identity.
symbol.
"The sword of this generation of swordsmen is made of thousand-year-old black iron. It can withstand extremely powerful energy bombardment. Even an early Yuan Luo can hardly cause damage to it. The four swords have the same origin and resonate.
Even more powerful, this person will die!" Mo Jian said expressionlessly.
Ye Sixuan leaned against the door with a frown on his face. When he saw Yan Ting walking out, he grabbed Yan Ting and asked sternly: "Is he sure of winning?"
Frightened by Ye Sixuan's sudden tone, Yan Ting took a breath of relief before speaking: "It's inexplicable. The two of you were winking at the banquet, with those eyes that wanted to eat each other up. Now you are so worried about him, why?
, you don’t really intend to have...that kind of relationship."
"You are sick!" Ye Sixuan yelled, Yan Ting was completely stunned, and the prince and Mo Jian were also stunned.
Although I knew that Ye Sixuan's voice was nice and spiritual, this scolding sounded completely devoid of masculinity, more like a woman losing her temper.
"You..." Yan Ting looked at Ye Sixuan in disbelief.
Ye Sixuan no longer looked at him, but focused entirely on Mo Xuanzhang.
The bamboo forest rustled in the evening wind, the lights were brightly lit below, and a battle broke out suddenly in the sky.
The Four Swordsmen were the first to take action. The dark sword blade matched the dark night and waved in the night sky. In an instant, thousands of sword lights cut through the night sky, composing a prelude with the sword in the silent night.
Mo Xuanzhang's sword was not unsheathed. He grabbed the hilt and swung it in the air, destroying all the approaching sword lights. The next moment, a crisp explosion sounded next to Mo Xuanzhang, and he frowned slightly.
The right hand holding the sword turned to his back, and the Xuanji sword stood upright on his back. Suddenly, a black sword cut through the air and collided with the Xuanji sword, making a clanging sound that could almost shatter the eardrums.
Mo Xuanzhang's body sags
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, stepped on the bamboo, and used the force to fly up. The Xuanji sword, which was still inserted in the scabbard, slammed towards Cang Ran Sword Attendant with the scabbard. Cang Ran turned the black sword in his hand and stabbed three times in the void.
The sword glowed, and then with a flick of his arm, three sword glows streaked through the void and headed towards Mo Xuanzhang.
At the same time, Cang Mo Sword Attendant slashed vertically and horizontally from behind, and a storm of sword blades swept out, attacking one after another. Mo Xuanzhang obviously did not intend to forcefully break through. He spun his body, lowered his center of gravity, and dodged the two enemies.
The intersection area of Tao energy. A shocking explosion sounded in the sky, and two figures fell from the night sky. The two swords condensed the majestic vitality and suddenly swung towards Mo Xuanzhang, who was falling at an extremely fast speed.
Mo Xuanzhang blasted out his sword, blasting two pieces of vitality into mid-air, but the energy aftermath of the explosion swept through his body. Mo Xuanzhang fell faster, and landed in an instant, leaving a deep pit in the ground.
"Instant Shadow Killer!"
There was a tinkling sound in the endless night sky, which seemed to be in the distant sky, but also seemed to be very close at hand. Mo Xuanzhang grabbed the scabbard with his backhand, rotated it around his wrist, and stabbed the Xuanji sword out.
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The hilt of the sword was pushed back with part of the blade. Suddenly, there was a "clang" sound, and the Xuanji sword returned to the scabbard. Mo Xuanzang grabbed the hilt of the sword, jumped into the air, and struck down the sword behind him.
The shadow instantly disappeared, and the sword directly smashed the ground into dense cracks.
Mo Xuanzhang's eyes sank, and he turned around in an instant. Dozens of figures suddenly flashed in his eyes, and dozens of sword blades stabbed at him. At this moment, it seemed that time had slowed down countless times, and the sword light poured out all over the sky.
Like a violent storm, Mo Xuanzhang hurriedly resisted with the Xuanji sword. His collar was cut open by the sword, a corner of his sleeve was cut off, and the last sword left a sharp mark on his face.
Shallow scars.
The sword light filled the surrounding space, and it was impossible to tell which ones were real and which ones were illusory, and one could not even see where the figures of the Four Swordsmen were.
A white line suddenly appeared in the dark night sky, slashing at Mo Xuanzhang at the highest speed. Mo Xuanzhang's head tilted slightly, and the white line crossed his side, cutting off a large piece of the bamboo forest behind him.
Cang Li and Cang Shu held their swords and spun backwards, like two bright meteors, drawing two white sky curtains from top to bottom in the long night. At that moment, the endless sword light floated, like the reflection on a calm lake.
The sparkling light renders the entire dark night into a white world.
Below, Cang Mo and Cang Ran waved countless sword qi to seal the space around Mo Xuanzhang. Mo Xuanzhang wanted to avoid it, but found that he was surrounded by vertical and horizontal sword qi. He held the sword with one hand, whirled around and slashed endlessly.
The explosive sound wantonly destroyed this lonely night.
Feeling the terrifying and sharp sword light in the sky, Mo Xuanzhang took a step back with his left foot, tilted his body and leaned down. He grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and the scabbard with his left hand, and swung it fiercely.
A streak of purple thunder soared into the sky, striking together with the two dazzling white lights in the sky.
boom!
There was a deafening explosion in mid-air, and the two sword attendants flew out in different directions. At the same time, the black sword swung out two sword auras very quickly. Mo Xuanzhang threw the Xuanji sword and blocked the two sword auras.
But there were still two sword qi whizzing towards him. He had no time to turn around and subconsciously grabbed it with his left hand. The two strong sword qi struck his palm horizontally and vertically. Suddenly, a figure appeared in Mo Xuanzhang's palm.
Cross wound.
The figures of the four people finally appeared in public view. The four people stood together, only ten feet away from Mo Xuanzhang. Mo Xuanzhang's left palm was injured, and the blood line on his face began to become clear.
He grabbed Xuanji with one hand and propped himself on the ground, looking at the wound on his hand with dull eyes.
"Is Mo Xuanzhang injured?" Yan Ting was extremely uneasy. After the brief confrontation just now, he probably understood why Ling Changfeng was so worried.
Ye Sixuan's heart tugged hard.
"Why is my heart so confused? He..."
"Hmph, this boring farce should be over. Since it is a life and death battle, then no one should interfere. Kill!" Master Mo Jian said ruthlessly.
The four swordsmen all rushed towards Mo Xuanzhang without any hesitation.
"Hahahahaha..." After a brief absence of concentration, Mo Xuanzhang suddenly let out a shrill laugh. He slapped his palm on the hilt of his sword, and the scabbard suddenly sank a foot into the ground. Then he grabbed the hilt, and purple light suddenly appeared.
, a thunder exploded, the sword blade was unsheathed, and the sky was covered with a layer of purple lightning field, covering the Four Swordsmen.