Thirty moves were made in a blink of an eye. Suddenly, the shadows of swords all over the sky disappeared. Tian Boguang suddenly jumped behind him and left the battle group.

I saw him looking at Mo Yuan with a solemn expression: "I only thought that the praises of Chaoyang Sword Mo Yuan in the world were a bit exaggerated. I didn't expect that it was me who underestimated the heroes of the world. Your Excellency Chaoyang Yiqi Sword, Mr. Tian

admire!"

In thirty moves, he fired at least a thousand knives, but no matter how fast his sword was or how tricky the angle of the sword was, he took the long sword leisurely without missing anything.

One knife.

Tian Boguang stopped suddenly because he found that he could not find any flaws if he continued to fight, but it was not because he was out of mercy and wanted to spare Mo Yuan.

"That's not the Chaoyang Yiqi Sword. The sword technique just now is called the Yangwu Sword." Mo Yuan said calmly.

"Whether it is Yangwu Sword or Chaoyang Yiqi Sword, I have learned the subtleties of Huashan's swordsmanship!" Tian Boguang cupped his hands towards Mo Yuan and said: "Today's battle will be considered a draw for the time being. Let's do it.

See you tomorrow!"

"Want to leave?!"

Mo Yuan waved his long sword lightly and said with a smile: "Your Excellency has cut someone Mo thousands of times. It is disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. You can also take my sword!"

Buzz!

Before he finished speaking, the long sword in Mo Yuan's hand made a faint sound of dragon roar, and a ray of purple light streaked across the sky like a meteor, directly hitting Tian Boguang's throat.

This sword was so fast that it was even better than Tian Boguang's sharp three-point sword. Even with this guy's lightness, his pupils shrank and he was not sure what to do next.

He was complaining secretly in his heart, just cursing himself for being unlucky. He could provoke such a master by teasing a girl over a meal, but he was not willing to sit back and wait for death. He used his 12 points of Qinggong skills and jumped into the distance.

Go and try to avoid this fatal sword.

But it didn't matter if he was traveling alone for thousands of miles. Mo Yuan's Nine Spiral Shadows were far faster than him, and the murderous sword shadows made it impossible for him to dodge.

My life is at an end!

Tian Boguang yelled crazily in his heart, but at this critical moment, a white light suddenly came from the side, and with a 'ding' sound, the long sword in Mo Yuan's hand was knocked aside.

good chance!

Tian Boguang was already frightened by Mo Yuan's fast sword. Seeing that the sword was deflected, he jumped towards the outside of the building regardless.

Mo Yuan glanced at the broken porcelain on the ground, which looked like a small wine glass. It was the white light that had just missed his sword. He looked at the direction where the wine glass was thrown, but it was thrown by the strong monk.

of.

"Master, why do you want to stop me?" Mo Yuan said with an unhappy expression.

The great monk said with a dark face: "This thief offended the poor monk, and his life belongs to the poor monk!"

Anyone else would have thought that the great monk belonged to Tian Boguang's group. However, Mo Yuan knew that the great monk was clearly Yilin's father, and he would castrate Tian Boguang with his own hands in the future.

"Tian Boguang has done many evil things, I will definitely kill him today!" Mo Yuan said coldly, used Qinggong, and chased Tian Boguang in the direction where he left.

However, although he was very skilled in Qinggong, Tian Boguang was not a vegetarian. After a short delay, and the large population in Hengshan City, Mo Yuan chased for less than half an hour, but finally lost track of the thief.

"That's all, go to the Liu Mansion to gather the brothers and sisters first, and then take the life of this thief later!" Mo Yuan thought about it secretly, gave up searching for Tian Boguang, and headed straight towards the Liu Mansion.

If there were no deviations, Tian Boguang would definitely be hiding in the brothel.

In the original work, it was Qu Yang who rescued Linghu Chong and hid in the brothel, and asked Qu Feiyan to find Yilin for help. Tian Boguang happened to be hiding in this brothel, so they would definitely find Tian Boguang if they followed her.

This is also the reason why Mo Yuan didn't pay much attention to Linghu Chong when he returned to Yanlou just now. Anyway, this guy won't die, so he can suffer some hardships. It's not like he and Linghu Chong have a good relationship, so he doesn't bother to rescue this prodigal son.

A passerby asked about the location of Liu's residence, and after spending a stick of incense, Mo Yuan found Liu's residence.

Although there are still three days left before the official day of washing hands in the Golden Basin on July 15th, the entire Liu Mansion has begun to decorate with lanterns and decorations. Red lanterns are hung high by the door, and a dozen welcoming disciples stand on both sides, with faces on each side.

The crowd was smiling and beaming with joy.

Also, there is no one who doesn't get wet shoes when walking along the river. People in the rivers and lakes, even if they are peerless masters, and a few died well, are ordinary people. Although their lives are more difficult, they live peacefully.

The Wuyue Sword Sect and the Demon Sect are enemies, and they fight all year round, and their masters often die. Although Liu Zhengfeng is the second-ranking figure of the Hengshan Sect, there is no guarantee that this day will come. Therefore, if he can really wash his hands in a golden basin, he and his

It is also a great joy for my disciples.

Mo Yuan stepped forward and said, "I am Mo Yuan, a disciple of the Huashan Sect. I am here to congratulate Master Liu on his hand washing in the golden basin."

As soon as he announced his family name, the dozen or so welcoming disciples all looked surprised. They had certainly heard of Chaoyang Sword Mo Yuan, who was known as the number one young disciple of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

If they were on the sidelines, these Hengshan disciples would probably be a little unconvinced and want to come forward to fight, but Mo Yuanyuan was a guest, so they naturally couldn't find trouble without reason.

The leading disciple laughed and said, "It turns out to be Junior Brother Mo. You're late. All the fellow disciples from the Huashan Sect are serving tea in the inner hall. I'll take you there."

Mo Yuan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."

After passing through the courtyard and stepping into the inner hall, I saw that the place was full of people. I could count no less than two to three hundred people. However, no one made a sound at this time. They were all looking at the innermost part of the hall.

There is a row of Taishi chairs there, and the people sitting there are all masters from the older generation of the world, and a beautiful little nun is leaning against an old nun and talking.

That little nun is Yilin. She may be telling what happened to Hetian Boguang. Her fair little face is full of tears. There are two pairs of door panels under her feet. One has a dead body on it. It is the Taishan disciple.

Chi Baicheng, on the other side is the body of Luo Renjie of the Qingcheng faction.

The disciple led Mo Yuan to a middle-aged man and said, "Master, this is the junior brother of the Huashan Sect."

This must be Liu Zhengfeng.

Mo Yuan took a closer look and saw that this Mr. Liu was wearing a brown cocoon silk robe. He was short and fat and looked like a rich man. He bowed before him and said: "Disciple Mo Yuan, on the order of my mentor, led all the disciples of the Huashan Sect to congratulate Master Uncle Liu on the golden basin."

handwashing."

As soon as he announced his name, the eyes of all the heroes in the hall immediately focused on him. Na Yilin stopped talking and looked at him with a grateful face.

"Hahahaha, I have long heard that Senior Brother Yue has trained an incredible disciple, and today I finally met him. He is indeed well-deserved. We are all one family, so there is no need to be polite." Liu Zhengfeng said with a smile.

"Humph!" The old nun over there suddenly snorted coldly, with a rather unkind expression on her face.

At this moment, a female voice like a silver bell suddenly came over: "Sixth Senior Brother, come here and sit down."

Mo Yuan turned around and saw a girl in bright yellow clothes looking at him cutely, with a bright smile on her face. Who else could she be if she wasn't Yue Lingshan?
Chapter completed!