Luoyang is far away in the Central Plains, and the Huashan Sect is located in Shaanxi. Logically speaking, the two are incompatible with each other.

But that Mr. Wang had a wide circle of friends, and the Huashan Sect had been facilitated by him in the past. This time, when people sent invitations to the mountain, it was hard for Yue Buqun to offend him.

"Yes, Master." Mo Yuan cupped his hands and took the two letters from the table.

With his skills, it is indeed time for him to move around in the world and make a name for himself.

"After coming down the mountain, remember not to fight with others. It is better to increase your knowledge in the world. Don't imitate your senior brother and offend the famous sects nearby!" Yue Buqun earnestly warned.

It's not that he is verbose, but with Mo Yuan's skill, if he really wanted to cause trouble, he would be much more powerful than Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong is not a second-rate master, but his sixth disciple is a real first-rate master. He understands the essence of boxing, swordsmanship, and even if he doesn't use his full strength, he won't be able to defeat him.

If he gets into trouble, I'm afraid it will be a big disaster.

Although he knew that this disciple was usually steady, Yue Buqun was still a little worried.

"Master, don't worry. I won't offend others unless they offend me. This disciple will always keep this in mind." Mo Yuan responded.

Yue Buqun waved his hand and signaled Mo Yuan to step back. Mo Yuan saluted, then left the study, went to his courtyard, packed a few clothes, and then went down to Huashan Mountain.

As soon as he came out of Huashan, Mo Yuan suddenly felt that the sky was vast and the sky was high, like a bird escaping from its cage.

He stayed on the mountain for eight years. In the first three years, he only stood on horseback and practiced some basic Huashan swordsmanship. In the last five years, he acquired Hunyuan Gong and practiced diligently, day and night. Whenever he had free time in between, he practiced swordsmanship.

and boxing techniques.

In the eight years since he came to this world, he has never had a glimpse of what this world is like. Even about the Jianghu matter, no one has ever told him about it. After all, he lives in isolation. Except for his junior sister Yue Lingshan, he also

I couldn't see anyone else.

Far away from Mount Hua, Mo Yuan felt happy when he saw a small town in front of him. He couldn't help but burst into laughter and said: "Hahahahaha, Jianghu, here I come!"

Unexpectedly, with this smile, something happened.

I heard someone not far away yelling with a Sichuan accent: "You damn brat, where did you come from, disturbing the peace here?!"

Then there was a sound of clothes breaking through the air, but two young men, Yu Qinggong, landed in front of Mo Yuan.

Both of them were wearing green robes, their heads wrapped in white cloth, and their feet were wearing earless hemp shoes. They were looking at Mo Yuan with displeasure on their faces.

"Senior Brother Yu, look at this young man who just came out of the martial arts world, and he is shouting like this so stupidly." One of the big men looked at Mo Yuan and said with a smile.

The young man named Yu heard this and said with a smile: "Looking at the green shirt, he must be a disciple of the Huashan Sect. Hey, it's fate that we met."

"Who says it isn't?"

Junior Brother Na Luo's smile became even brighter, and he said to Mo Yuan: "Boy, I want you to know that we are disciples of the Qingcheng Sect. Your senior brother injured my senior brother a few days ago. It's my responsibility today."

The two of them took revenge!"

These two people were Yu Renhao and Luo Renjie, the third oldest member of the Four Shows in Qingcheng. It was because Linghu Chong beat their senior brothers in a restaurant that Yu Canghai sent him to Huashan to investigate. Who would have expected that Zuo would meet again?

, met Mo Yuanlai, who was just starting out.

"That's exactly what it is. Boy, you are just starting out. Today my two brothers will teach you what dangers are in the world!" Luo Renjie said.

"Qingcheng sect, teach me how dangerous the world is. What a loud tone!" Mo Yuan said disdainfully, wanting to vent his anger on him, but these two people were simply overthinking.

"Hey, the boy is quite crazy, watch his moves!"

The two people looked at Mo Yuan's appearance, both frowned, and with a shout, the two long swords suddenly came out of their sheaths, and stabbed towards Mo Yuan, one from the left and the other from the right.

The swords came with a fierce force, seizing Mo Yuan's left and right thighs. It seemed that these two people actually wanted to destroy Mo Yuan's legs.

Mo Yuan snorted coldly, thrust the sword in his hand towards the ground, Hunyuan's internal energy gathered on his fists, and his fists slightly showed the color of white jade. He shouted, punched out his fists, and faced him head-on.

He caught the incoming double swords.

When the two men from the Qingcheng faction saw Mo Yuan meeting the sword with his fist, they were happy again. They originally wanted to hurt this guy's leg and ask him to train for a few months, but now he handed his fist to the sword's edge and even cut it off.

Well, no wonder they two.

Both of them wanted to vent their anger for their master, and their swords suddenly became three points more powerful.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yuan did not dodge, as if he did not see it. The fists and swords collided, and only two crisp sounds were heard. The two long steel swords were broken by one punch.

"not good!"

Alarm bells rang loudly in the hearts of the two men, but they had no time to change their tactics. They watched helplessly as the white jade-colored fist hit them, sending the two men flying through the air.

"The Qingcheng faction is nothing more than that!" Mo Yuan looked at the two people who fell to the ground and vomited blood and said coldly.

The two brothers looked at each other, but did not dare to answer any more words. When they met, they suddenly took action. They had lost their morality. The man in front of them broke both swords with one punch. Obviously, they were not someone they could fight against.

A few scoldings are better than enduring more hardships.

When Mo Yuan saw the two men bowing their heads in silence, Mo Yuan didn't say anything more. He picked up the sword and headed towards the town. They were both from well-known and decent families. He was not a person who killed indiscriminately. The lesson he learned from that punch was also

That's enough. The two of them will have to lie down for at least a month or two.

Seeing Mo Yuan's figure disappearing in front of them, the two men began to cry, and Luo Renjie groaned: "Senior...brother...how are you..."

Yu Renhao is the only son of Yu Canghai, the current leader of the Qingcheng Sect, and his status is one level higher than him.

Yu Renhao gasped and said: "Nothing...nothing...this guy's Broken Jade Fist...is so good...so powerful...I'm afraid...I'm afraid it's not far from the first-class realm..."

The two people didn't talk about him for the time being, but said that Mo Yuan had entered the town. They didn't laugh bitterly until they couldn't see him.

His Broken Jade Fist is certainly majestic and indestructible, but the force he used just now was a little too strong, and with a "stab" sound, the sleeves were burst. If he hits it twice more, he may burst the clothes.

Already.

The Broken Jade Fist is one of the nine skills of Huashan. It can cut gold and cut jade with unparalleled strength. It is a first-class fist and kick skill. When combined with the internal and external Hunyuan Jin, the power is astonishing.

With Mo Yuan's current skill, if he strikes with all his strength, even a large bluestone can be smashed to pieces with one punch, let alone a thin blade and two second-generation Qingcheng disciples with little internal strength.

"It's just a pity that this punch will damage clothes too much, so it's better to use it sparingly." Mo Yuan murmured to himself.

This is the disadvantage of practicing Hunyuan Gong. If you are practicing Zixia Magic Kung, why would you have such troubles? However, the Zixia Magic Kung has only been passed down to the master in the past generations. Although Mo Yuan's talent is unparalleled, Yue Buqun obviously still has

I haven't decided who will be the leader.

However, Mo Yuan has not yet reached the 12th level of Hunyuan Gong, so there is no need to rush to seek other magical skills...
Chapter completed!