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"You are too domineering." Taijizi almost spit out blood.

He has been famous for many years, but he never thought that one day he would encounter something like this.

Even Xue Ying was a little confused. He didn't think he had the ability to make the two sides quarrel. Xuanmen was stronger than Taijimen and could be called the number one force in Yanzhou, but it was only a little stronger. He even felt that,

This is Master Nogo trying to find an excuse to fight.

"I have always convinced people with reason, how have I ever been overbearing?" Master Yehe responded indifferently.

Then, he turned around, dragged Xue Ying away, and paid no attention to the angry Taijizi.

Taijizi stepped forward with an angry look, but was blocked by the people around him. If he started to tear his face apart, things would become a big deal.

Although Tai Chi Sect is not afraid, the consequences of doing so are too irrational, and neither Xuan Sect nor Tai Chi Sect can afford it.

"Master Yehe, you are indeed overbearing. How can you just take away someone else's disciple? Not to mention that Mr. Taijizi is angry, we can't stand it anymore."

Liu Tang took the lead in making noise. If the two sides fought, he would be willing to watch the show from the sidelines.

Everyone else thinks that Master Nogo is crazy and that today is not normal.

"It's not your turn to take care of my Xuanmen affairs. You should just mind your own business." Master Yehe glared at Liu Tang fiercely.

"Xue Ying is not a disciple of Xuanmen. This is a matter for the entire Yanzhou. Master Yehe, you are trying to provoke war in the entire Yanzhou."

"If everyone can plunder openly, what laws are there to speak of?"

"You said that Xue Ying is a disciple of Xuanmen, but you didn't ask if he admitted it himself?"

There were always people in the crowd taking the lead, and many people even wanted to ask Master Tianxuan to come forward and deliver justice.

"Xue Ying, come and tell everyone whose disciple you are?"

As he spoke, the aura of Taijizi was released, and a huge coercion spread, making people instinctively want to stay away.

He was really angry. If he didn't ask for an explanation today, he would have no face to walk out of here.

"I am a disciple of Xuanmen. I have only one master, and that is Tai Chi." Xue Ying hurriedly spoke.

If he doesn't speak up, he is afraid that he will be destroyed by his master. There is no way he can join Xuanmen, not to mention that he has no attainments in formations. In Taijimen, he is the candidate for the master, which Xuanmen can never give.

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"Master Yehe, did you hear that? Let him go quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for overturning this place." Taijizi shouted.

He was very satisfied with his disciple's attitude, and he must snatch him back, and let Xuanmen give him an explanation. Otherwise, he would not mind the outbreak of a battle between the two forces. Yanjing has been peaceful for too long.

"Then let's do it, I'm afraid you won't succeed." Mr. Yehe said to Xue Ying: "I won't force you. After today, if you want to leave, I will never stop you."

It makes me angry!

Tai Chi took one step forward, leaving footprints on the ground. He overturned the people blocking the road and went straight to Master Yehe to kill him.

"Xuanmen does not allow anyone to be presumptuous."

Several guards rushed out together, but one person was faster than him and stopped Tai Chi first. This person was none other than Yang Mo.

Master Yehe looked at Yang Mo, sighed, and left without looking back.

"Yang Mo, you are so brave!" Taijizi was furious.

"Send me your name, I won't fight with unknown people." Yang Mo said while picking his ears.

He knew that Master Yehe did this because he wanted to take action on his behalf and force Xuanmen into it. But this was his own business, so why bother others? Although this was Xuanmen, Yang Mo had never thought about it.

Let Xuanmen help.

"Haha, you are really good at pretending. I have never seen such an arrogant person like you in my life. Since you don't know me, I have no reason to tell you. I am only responsible for sending you to see the King of Hell. When you get to the underworld,

The King of Hell will naturally tell you who I am."

Tai Chi took out his weapon. It was a silver-moon scimitar, less than half a meter long, with a faint cold light, like the moonlight on an autumn night, bright and cold.

Everyone was amazed and very excited.

Every generation of Tai Chi has high attainments in Tai Chi sword skills. Tai Chi has not used sword skills for a long time. It is so powerful that it is unimaginable. Everyone is looking forward to the next battle.

"Is Yang Mo really that powerful? He actually asked Tai Chi to draw his sword. The last time the Tai Chi lineage had a martial arts competition, Tai Chi didn't even draw his sword."

Baimengshu

"Xue Ying's sword skills are already superb. Isn't Taijizi's sword skills like a god blocking the killing of a god, and a Buddha blocking a human being? Does Yang Mo deserve to be treated like this? Even though he is powerful, he is still a young man."

"Perhaps Taijizi just wants a quick victory and is not worried about not being able to kill Yang Mo."

As Tai Chi took out his sword, everyone in the crowd felt that Tai Chi was making a fuss. No one thought that Yang Mo could survive Tai Chi's sword skills.

"Can Yang Mo resist? Taijizi has reached the Eight Meridians and is a rare strong man in Yanzhou. It is said that even the masters of the Nine Meridians would not dare to resist his sword skills." Liu Xiang was very worried.

"I believe Brother Yang." Bai Xingchen responded. His fists were clenched and he was sweating for Yang Mo.

There are not many masters of the Eight Meridians in the entire Kyoto, and the Bai family only has one ancestor, who has not been seen for many years, and is the legacy of the family.

"Kill him, kill him." Liu Tang shouted in his heart.

Even if their brothers join forces, they dare not take action against Taijizi. Yang Mo is doomed!

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Taijizi is a master of the eight meridians. This is my Xuanmen matter. I don't need you to interfere. Let us do it." Several guards spoke together.

They are also very worried about Yang Mo, who is too young. In martial arts, just having talent is not enough, it also requires the accumulation of time.

"It's just eight meridians, not as scary as you say." Yang Mo said nonchalantly.

Everyone grinned. There are not many masters of the Eight Meridians in the entire empire. Are you too showy this time?

"Today, I will let you see the power of the eight meridians. If you can survive three moves in my hands, I will consider myself defeated."

As he spoke, Tai Chi was already moving. His body was like leaves blowing in the autumn wind, fast but gentle, which is the original intention of Tai Chi.

Not slow, but soft, soft yet fast, this is soft yet strong.

The moment he swung his sword, there was no trace, only traces. Among the people present, only three or two people could barely capture the blade of the sword. Ordinary students only saw the light of the sword, not even the afterimage.

"It's too strong, Yang Mo can't even make a single move."

"Even against a master of the Nine Meridians, Taijizi can win."

Everyone made guesses one after another. At the same time, they also doubted whether Xuanmen's nine-meridian master would take action? In Xuanmen, there is a nine-meridian master.

After Yang Mo dodged twenty knives, he pulled out his throat-cutting knife.

"you are too slow."

Tai Chi's voice came from all directions.

Twenty knives only took five seconds. In these five seconds, he not only slashed twenty knives, but also moved his body seven or eight places.

"Yeah, I'm too slow, I should be faster."

Zhanhou finally took action, and the next second, his sword and body disappeared from the spot, leaving only two light groups fighting.

Everyone was stunned, trying hard to open their eyes to see through, but even the two or three people couldn't see clearly, and could only barely distinguish two figures.

"Is this speed close to wind speed? The two of them have been fighting for three minutes. In other words, in these three minutes, Yang Mo has also made the same number of chops, and his speed is not much slower than Tai Chizi."

Everyone exclaimed again, but in the next second, everyone shut their mouths because the battle was over and the two figures appeared in front of everyone.

Taijizi's knife fell to the ground, and there was a bone-deep wound on his neck, which was bleeding. The knife in Yang Mo's hand was still hanging on his neck.

Taijizi looked at Yang Mo in horror, as if looking at a monster.

"I won't kill you. This knife is to repay the previous one. One knife for each person, and we will be clean between you and me."

Yang Mo took back the knife and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Thank you."

Taijizi quickly covered the wound with his hands and tried to save himself.

If it had been one centimeter deeper, he would have been dead on the spot. It was Yang Mo who showed mercy and let him go.
Chapter completed!