"Flashing cloud leopard?" A strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man in the middle stage of sword veins.
The visitor was riding an adult clouded leopard, no more than twenty years old. This combination was very rare in Zhao.
"Who are you?" The old man in the middle stage of Sword Meridian asked with a cold snort.
Mo Wen casually glanced at the field, his eyes lingering on the two corpses for a moment, but without any expression on his face, he raised his head and said calmly: "You guys go on, I'm just passing by."
He patted the Flash Cloud Leopard on the forehead and urged the Flash Cloud Leopard to prepare to pass through the other side of the battlefield. But just because he didn't want to do anything, it didn't mean that others were so open-minded. The old man in the middle stage of Sword Vein suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
Mo Wen asked Flash Cloud Leopard to stop and looked coldly at the old man in the middle stage of the sword vein: "What's the matter?"
The old man in the middle stage of the sword vein stared at the sword pouch on Mo Wen's waist and said coldly: "Are you from the Jin Kingdom?"
"So what if it's not? So what?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows. Monster pets are not popular in Zhao State. His combination is easily reminiscent of Zhao State's neighboring country Jin, but the old man's attitude made him think.
I was disgusted, so I didn’t give him a good look.
"Hmph!" The old man in the middle stage of Jianmai sneered: "It seems that your Jin country can't sit still anymore. Do you want to get a share of the pie? But I advise you to give up your mind. This time the resources of Zhao country were re-planned through Shangzong.
With your approval, and the upper echelons of Ziyun Pavilion have also agreed, do you, the Jin State, dare to draw chestnuts from the fire?"
Mo Wen frowned, what nonsense! But he also understood a little bit. It seemed that the other party regarded him as a disciple of the Jin State Spirit Sword Master Sword Sect. He took a deep breath: "I don't know what you are talking about.
But I can tell you clearly that I am from the State of Zhao. I have urgent matters to attend to now and have no time to pay attention to you."
"Haha!" The old man in the middle stage of the sword vein laughed angrily, "You, a small ninth-level sword master, dare to be so presumptuous with me? It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I have plenty of means to make you tell the truth! Feng Ning
, Fang Kai, capture him! He will live!"
Two young spirit sword masters who raised swords at the ninth level immediately jumped out of the battle circle: "Yes! Master (elder)!"
Mo Wen narrowed his eyes and flashed a hint of murderous intent. He didn't want to cause more trouble, but these people seemed determined not to let him get his way.
The two young men who raised swords at the ninth level rushed towards Mo Wen, one from the left and the other from the right. The ninth level spirit sword master was an unattainable existence in the eyes of the world, but in front of Mo Wen today, they were nothing like a chicken or a dog.
superior.
Sitting on the back of Shangyunbao, he made two empty strokes with his pointing sword, and the "Wind and Water Rises" in the two styles of the Great Cloud and Rain Sword Technique came out casually.
Puff! Puff! There were two clear sounds, and the two disciples who were raising swords at the ninth level were tens of feet away in front of Mo Wen, and their heads suddenly separated from their necks and flew out.
"Ah! Boy! You are looking for death!"
The old man in the middle stage of the sword vein opened his eyes wide, and his hair and beard were spread out. He roared and shot at Mo Wen. A sword beam of tens of feet long struck Mo Wen head-on!
Mo Wen's face was calm, and he calmly stretched out his sword to meet him.
Boom! The two collided. Mo Wen's finger was intact, but the sword energy directly disintegrated in the air.
"What?"
In the middle stage of the sword vein, the old man's heart skipped a beat, and his face suddenly changed color. Is it possible to catch his sword with his bare hands?
"Who are you?" The old man in the middle stage of Sword Vein asked again, but at this moment he was somewhat sullen.
Mo Wen ignored him this time, but looked at the besieged Lao Ou and the old man. The sword techniques used by these two old men all had strong traces of the devil. He had some realization in his heart: "They are members of the Yujian Sect.
people?"
In the middle stage of Jianmai, the old man's eyelids twitched wildly, he swallowed and said nothing.
At this moment, the two old men were already scarred under the siege, their aura was getting weaker and weaker, and they had reached the end of their strength.
Mo Wen just thought for a moment before making a decision. He jumped off the Cloud Leopard's back in a flash, then stepped on Qingyun Steps and shot away into the battlefield.
"what are you doing?"
In the middle stage of Sword Vein, the old man was filled with shock and anger. The timidity in his heart slowed down his actions for a moment. By the time he mustered up the courage to stop him, Mo Wen had already rushed into the battlefield.
There was no gorgeous sword style or splendid sword light. Mo Wenyou walked in the sword light and smashed the protective aura of an early-stage sword master with one punch. The sword finger pointed at his chest and shattered his heart instantly. Several punches
The sword energy landed on his back, making a metallic clanging sound. Except for his clothes torn apart, the skin on his back was intact.
Then, Mo Wen suddenly turned around under the horrified gazes of several spirit sword masters, and smashed the spirit sword of a young female spirit sword master of the ninth level with one punch. The sword finger swept across her slender neck, and her head shot into the sky.
And rise.
"Ah! Stop!" The old man in the middle stage of Sword Meridian finally came to his senses. Seeing his fellow disciple and nephew die unexpectedly, he was so angry that he almost went crazy!
"Thief! Take your life!"
With a roar, the old man in the middle stage of the sword vein rushed into the battlefield and stopped Mo Wen who was killing wantonly. In this short period of time, another young disciple in the realm of raising swords was killed by him on the spot. He was the only one left in the whole field.
And a spiritual sword master in the early stage of sword vein.
Looking at the old man in the middle stage of Sword Vein in front of him, a hint of ridicule flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, his eyes flashed with golden light, and his sword consciousness swept out, directly crashing into the sea of consciousness of him and the spiritual sword master in the early stage of Sword Vein. It was equivalent to Jian Gang.
The sword consciousness in the first level has no burden on the Yuan Ling of a mid-stage Sword Vein master and an early-stage Sword Vein spiritual sword master, and directly crushes the Yuan Ling in the sea of consciousness.
"ah!"
The two of them fell to the ground screaming with bleeding from their orifices, twitched twice and passed out immediately. The Yuan Ling was abolished, which is equivalent to the destruction of his spiritual knowledge. Even if he wakes up, he will become an idiot. These two people can be said to be complete idiots.
It's useless.
"Thank you so much for saving me." The old woman and the old man from Yujianmen both bowed down, but their breaths were disordered and their faces were pale with a look of defeat.
Mo Wen glanced at the two people and found that their life sources were almost exhausted and they were already dying. He knew that the two of them should have used a forbidden secret method to exchange for a short-term increase in strength. Otherwise, they would not have been able to survive so many times.
It survived the siege of the Spirit Sword Master.
"Are you from the Yujian Sect?"
The old woman and the old man looked at each other, and the old woman said: "I dare not hide it from my benefactor, we are the elders of the outer sect of Yujian Sect."
Mo Wen nodded: "It seems that it is true that the Heart Sword Sect and the Light Sword Sect jointly attacked the Yu Jian Sect. I wonder how much the Heart Sword Sect paid for the Light Sword Sect to take action?"
The old woman said: "Give up Wanzhou and Bazhou's resources to the Light Sword Sect."
"The land of two states? So the Yan State only occupied these two states and would no longer attack other states?"
"You can say that." The old woman didn't understand why Mo Wen cared about this secular world, but she couldn't ask, so she could only answer truthfully. After finishing speaking, the old woman pondered for a moment and added: "It is said that the terms that the two sects negotiated before were Wan
, dominated Jiangzhou, but people from Wuweizong intervened and removed Jiangzhou from the deal."
Mo Wen was startled, so he had to thank Zhou Qingshu? Of course it was impossible to thank Zhou Qingshu. The blood debt of eleven lives of Mo, Mu, and Liu families had not yet been repaid. If Zhou Qingshu appeared in front of him now, he would not mind killing him with one sword.
His head was chopped off.
After confirming that Jiangzhou and Leizhou would not be affected by the military disaster, Mo Wen put down more than half of the big stone in his heart. He thought of another thing and asked: "I heard that all your disciples who entered the misty swamp for training this time came out safely and have now returned to the Valley of Passion.
Yet?"
The old woman's eyes flashed, she exchanged a look with the old man, and then she whispered: "The Great Elder was ambushed by the Heart Sword Gate and the Light Sword Gate when he led the team back, and the entire army was wiped out."
Mo Wen felt like his head was banged, and he lost all thoughts. He stood stunned for a long time before he said dryly: "The whole army... was wiped out? Not a single person... escaped?"
The old woman lowered her head: "Yes, my benefactor, the Heart Sword Sect and the Light Sword Sect have spread this matter throughout the world."
"How could it be? How could it be possible? The whole army was wiped out...the whole army was wiped out..."
Mo Wen seemed to have lost his soul and kept repeating these words in his mouth. Unknowingly, his eyes were completely wet.
Both the old woman and the old man felt that something was wrong with Mo Wen, and they quickly called out: "My benefactor, my benefactor..."
Mo Wen woke up from his daze, touched the moist corners of his eyes and whispered to himself: "What's wrong with me? Why am I crying? Why is my heart so uncomfortable?"
"Yue..." Mo Wen let out a whisper-like cry and looked at the deep sky with blurred eyes. At this moment, he suddenly realized that that woman had already occupied such an important position in his heart.
"It's too late..." Mo Wen turned around and left in despair, leaving the old woman and the old man behind. Their backs looked indescribably desolate and lonely.
The clouded leopard tilted its head, its eyes sometimes revealing a ferocious light, sometimes showing deep fear. But in the end, it had become quite intelligent and wisely did not choose to run away, and followed Mo Wen obediently towards the depths of the grass.
The old woman and the old man were a little confused. They waited until Mo Wen's figure disappeared deep into the weeds, then looked at each other in confusion.
"Shouldn't we lie to him? After all, he saved our lives, so he shouldn't be part of the Heart Sword Sect and the Light Sword Sect."
"The situation is urgent and we must obey the authority. Our Yujian Sect is facing the biggest crisis since the founding of the sect. We have to be extremely cautious in everything we do. Moreover, the origin of this person is unknown. Zhao Guo has never heard of such a number one person appearing. If it is sent by other Jianmen Sect,
The spies of the Sword Sect, we became the sinners of the Sword Sect! And we didn’t lie to him. The Great Elder and the others were indeed attacked. The Sword Sect and the Light Sword Sect also claimed that the old man had been defeated. We also left quickly, and the Great Elder stayed behind in the end.
The secret mark instructs her to hide in the Liyang Mountain area of Bazhou to recuperate, and we must find the exact location of the Great Elder before the Heart Sword Sect and the Light Sword Sect."
After the old woman finished speaking, her body suddenly swayed and she fell to the ground. The old man was shocked and quickly supported her.
At this moment, Lao Ou's face was covered with gray and white, his eyes were dim, and he forced an ugly smile to the old man: "Ada, I can't survive, you must find the great elder."
With a sad expression on his face, the old man gently closed the old woman's eyes: "Amei, go. When you find the great elder, I will go to accompany you..."