Chapter 251: Old and frail, unable to stand for long?
Li Mu, Lian Po, Le Cheng and all the ministers and officials of the State of Zhao
Masters from hundreds of schools of thought, envoys from the six countries who came to watch the ceremony
A person with evil intentions
Everyone was silent!
"You are noble and noble. I know that your Mo family is very knowledgeable. This is a blatant threat!"
The middle-aged man who was captured by Mrs. Xu broke out in a cold sweat. Why did he have to take the risk and play apparation in front of the Mohist master? That was Lu Ban playing with an ax in front of the door!
"Come on, come on, say what you just said again!" Mrs. Xu said calmly, but when she said "Say it again," she suddenly burst into laughter, and all her master aura was released, with black and white ink aura.
It instantly enveloped the entire place, and his cold eyes swept over everyone present.
"I..." The middle-aged man knelt down immediately, his crotch was soaked, and his face was even more pale and gray. He really felt the threat of death. It was the first time he met a grandmaster, and he was so close to him.
Hold it in your hand.
"Don't believe rumors, don't spread rumors. I don't know where you got the news that the chief debater has returned to the Mohist family, and I don't know who said that the chief debater is the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.
I will only say this once, my Mohist family only has Jin Yao, the leader of debate, but not Zi Yao, the emperor of Zhou!"
The six-fingered black man took a step forward, patted Mrs. Xu on the shoulder, asking him to regain his momentum, and then spoke unhurriedly, but his eyes passed across everyone's faces, making everyone afraid to look directly.
"Half-step to heaven, the six-fingered black man has already touched the threshold of universal love for the world!" All the disciples and masters from hundreds of schools of thought became solemn.
"Please also ask the special envoys of the six countries to go back and tell your king not to listen to other people's rumors, and to tell those who are interested, our Mo family may not be able to compete with one country, but if our Mo family wants to kill someone, no one in the world can stop it, no matter what
You are the Prime Minister of the Qin State and the Ling Yin of the Zhao State. If the Mo family wants to kill you, no one can escape!" The six-fingered black man looked at the special envoys of the six countries and said calmly.
He learned this from how the queen dealt with Lord Xinling. Qi may not be able to compete with Lord Xinling's alliance, but it is enough that Qi can kill Lord Xinling.
The same goes for the Mohist family. We can no longer compete with the Seven Kingdoms of the World, but we have many masters. If we want to kill someone, no matter how powerful he is, the Mohist family can do it if we pay a certain price.
"Is the Mohist family going to abandon the original meaning of Mohism?" However, after the Six-fingered Black Man opened his mouth, an unattractive old man among the Chu State envoys came out and looked at the Six-Fingered Black Man with a sneer.
"Who are you?" The six-fingered black man frowned and looked at Mrs. Xu. He is from the Chu country. The Mo family has no information, so he doesn't know who he is, but his cultivation is not inferior to his own.
Mrs. Xu also shook her head. He had been in Chu for many years and didn't know how many hidden masters there were in the Chu royal family.
"Chu State, Jing Liang!" The old man spoke slowly and revealed his identity.
"Chu Sanhu, Qu Jingzhao, the ancestor of the Jing family?" Mrs. Xu suddenly remembered after listening to the old man's self-introduction.
Jing Liang was a contemporary of the Mo family's previous generation of great men, and the previous generation head of the Jing family in Chu State. His strength was unfathomable. Who would have thought that such an old guy was still alive.
"When you get old, you should stay at home and look after your grandchildren, instead of being disrespectful by being old!" Before the Six-fingered Black Man could say anything, someone walked out of the Swordsman God and looked at Jing Liang coldly.
….
"You again?" Jing Liang returned the same words to the Mo family.
The divine swordsman slowly took off his mask, revealing an old face, but Jing Liang turned around and ran away like a mouse seeing a cat.
"I let you off once, but you actually hold a grudge and dare to come to trouble my Mo family. Do you really think that my Mo family has no one left?" The Swordsman God also chased after me.
Everyone present was shocked, and then they all looked at the Six-fingered Black Man. Even the leaders of the Mo family were the same. They didn't know who the old man was.
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They don't want to take command, and no one knows their identities!" The Six-fingered Black Man shook his head. The God Swordsman was passed down from generation to generation, and was not trained by the great sons of the Mo family.
Therefore, even the Six-Fingered Black Man only knows how many God Slayer Swordsmen there are, but does not know what strength and identity these people have.
A half-step battle between heaven and man started on the Nanjiang Platform in the south of the Zhao Palace. The Zhao Palace is extremely majestic, yet simple and elegant. Except for the central dragon platform, which is higher than all the surrounding buildings and offers a bird's eye view of Handan, the remaining two towers are the north and south towers.
The high platform, known as the South General Platform and the North General Tower, was once built for King Wuling of Zhao to review the Zhao army.
However, the fight between the two was one-sided. Black and White God Killer seemed to teach his disobedient child a lesson, and easily defused all Jing Liang's attacks.
"You can't kill me, I am the ancestor of the Jing family of Chu!" Jing Liang finally got scared and shouted with anger and anger.
Unfortunately, the Black and White God Killer did not stop. He chopped off Jing Liang's head with a sword and returned to the square in front of the Longtai Hall. The bloody head was caught in his hands.
"It was you who broke your promise first. I made you shut up behind closed doors and think about your mistakes for the rest of your life, and you were not allowed to leave the Jing family for the rest of your life. Now you dare to come and threaten me, a junior from the Mo family!" The Black and White God Killer casually threw Jing Liang's head in front of the Chu State envoy.
"Go back and tell the Jing family that the murderer, the Mo family, is Fu?!" Black and White God Killer said indifferently.
"Belly?!" All the disciples and masters from hundreds of schools were stunned.
"Big belly?!" Six-fingered Black Man and others were also stunned.
At that time, Fu? was the great son of the Mohist family, but failed to integrate the three branches of the Mohist family. During the period of King Qin Huiwen, the Fu family killed people in the Qin State. Then, King Qin Huiwen thought of the friendship between the Mohists and spared the Fu family.
The customary covenant between mother and son ensures the justice and fairness of the Mohist family.
But from then on, Fu? returned to the Mohist family and realized that he had no way to teach his son. Then he resigned from his position as the great son and disappeared from the eyes of the world.
But no one expected that Fu? would actually become a member of the Mohist God-Slaying Swordsmen and live until now.
It’s no wonder that Jing Liang was so frightened that he ran away when he saw her. This is because Jing Liang was still a child when she was revealed to the world.
"I am old and frail and cannot stand for long, so I won't disturb you all. If you have anything to do, please tell me, Juzi!" Fu? Put on the mask again, walked back to the God Slayer Swordsman, and then disappeared.
Among the God-Slaying Swordsmen.
"Ahem, I think this is a bit abnormal. After the Zhou family shared the crown prince, the prince assumed the title of Lord of Zhou. How could a non-existent emperor appear?"
Hundreds of masters present were all shouting. If you can't afford to offend, you really can't afford to offend him. He's old and weak, and can't stand for long, and then he chopped off a half-step heavenly being with one sword?
"Who knows who are the old guys from the Mo family among these god-killing swordsmen!"
More people were watching the Mohist God Kill with vigilance. They really didn't know who the person under the mask was. If another master with the same belly showed up, they wouldn't know how to die.
Dao Mo Wen, the hero of the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty.