"You must be a descendant of Chihun, the God of War! Because if not, the Youxuan sword will not be so obedient! Tell me quickly! Who are you?" the old man shouted loudly.
Mo Long burst out laughing and said, "You are such a long-winded person. If I say no, then you are not. You are still wordy! It's really annoying!" Mo Long became a little impatient.
The little master Akabane sees it in his eyes and listens in his heart.
"Grandma Qin, did you hear what the old man said? He seemed to be saying that only the descendants of Chihun, the God of War, can control the mysterious sword! Am I really a descendant of Chihun, the God of War? Grandma Qin, what do you think?"
Master Chiyu said. He looked back at Grandma Qin, waiting for her answer.
Grandma Qin was immersed in the atmosphere of the battlefield and heard the old man's question. However, she did not expect that the little master Chi Yu would ask such a question. She didn't know how to answer for a while and looked into the eyes of the little master Chi Yu.
Speechless.
"Besides, who said that this Youxuan sword only listens to the descendants of Chihun, the God of War? This sword that has been used for thousands of years is very spiritual. He only listens to the people who are destined to do it! I am the one who is destined to do it!" Mo Long shouted loudly.
In fact, Mo Long also had some doubts in his heart, because he seemed to have heard about the Youxuan sword before and only listened to the descendants of Chihun, the god of war. He had also doubted it when he just sat on the Youxuan sword.
Now, the old man's words also made Mo Long feel a little puzzled, but the Youxuan sword was indeed very obedient.
At this time, the young master Chi Yu also heard Mo Long's words and thought to himself: "The Youxuan sword also listens to me very much. Maybe, I am also destined for it!"
Grandma Qin also realized the psychological activities of the little master Chi Yu, and said quickly: "Little master, you are the destined one!"
At this time, Mo Long shouted and said: "Don't talk nonsense. I came here today just for the 'Book of Hundred Elephants'. If you are interested, just give it to me obediently. If you have to let me go to trouble, I will eat it when the time comes."
Don't blame me!"
The Master of Baixiang Cliff looked displeased and said: "Wishful thinking! What a mouthful! What ability do you have? How dare you be so arrogant!"
Molong burst out laughing and said: "You haven't seen my tricks! I don't blame you, but I still think you should obediently offer that 'Book of Hundreds of Elephants' to avoid ending up in a bad situation."
The end!"
Before the Master of Baixiang Cliff could speak, the three victors just now came up.
The beautiful woman riding an eagle flew to Mo Long's eyes first and shouted: "Where did you come from, this ignorant guy who speaks arrogant words? Why should I give you the 'Book of Hundred Elephants'? You really don't deserve to live."
Be patient!" After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Mo Long, and a white light shot towards Mo Long, who didn't move at all.
The white light was instantly blocked by a red light emitted from the Youxuan sword. The beauty was stunned for a moment, not knowing that her opponent was such a sophisticated person. She quickly waved her hand and hit her with a slender palm.
Mo Long remained calm and looked up at the beautiful woman. The palm was still blocked by the red light and did not hurt Mo Long at all.
Mo Long thought to himself: "Haha! This Youxuan sword is really powerful! I didn't even move, and it scared her!"
"I can't let you fight in vain, I want to return it!" Mo Long thought, and stood up on the Youxuan sword. Then, the Youxuan sword automatically pulled out some from the scabbard, and suddenly there was a cold light.
Shoot, people on the ground covered their eyes.
When Mo Long saw it, he secretly rejoiced, "This Youxuan sword is truly worthy of its name! It's so full of aura! It's worthy of being the weapon of Chihun, the God of War! I'm so lucky to see it today!"
Mo Long then thought: "It's better not to use the sword, so as not to hurt innocent people! Besides, I was originally the guest of the master of Baixiang Cliff!" Thinking of this, the sword actually returned to the scabbard by itself. Mo Long
Long was even more surprised and thought: "This sword is connected to my soul!"
Seeing that Mo Long was timid, the beautiful lady riding the eagle became even more presumptuous. She rushed forward, exerted her strength with both hands, and two white lights shot at Mo Long's face. This time, Mo Long was really angry.
He squatted down, and the Youxuan sword flew under the eagle's body with a whoosh, and he thrust it upwards. The eagle was caught off guard, staggered, and almost threw the beautiful woman down.
Go down.
Mo Long laughed loudly and said: "You don't know how to live or die! Don't go back yet! Otherwise! You will die in an ugly way!"
Just as he was talking, the tall and slender man rushed up waving a slender rope. He ran under Mo Long, stamped his feet on the ground, and with a thud, he leaped above Man's face, with the force of a mountain crushing him.
He swung the rope and pulled it off.
When Mo Long saw it, he thought to himself: "You're a humble guy, you're even more powerful!" Thinking, he quickly hid to the side, not leaning to either side, and the thin and tall iron rope happened to be drawn to the eagle's arm.
On its tail, the eagle flew into the sky in pain, and the beautiful woman fell down without any precautions.
The tall, thin man almost turned over and had to fall back to the ground.
Mo Long couldn't care less about looking at the beautiful woman, thinking: "Maybe she fell to death."
After that, Mo Long wanted to concentrate on dealing with the tall and slender boy, but he found that the tall and slender boy was missing. He looked everywhere but couldn't find him.
Mo Long sat back on the Youxuan sword and said, "I'm here this time. I managed to kill two of them without any effort. Yes! There's one more!"
Mo Long thought about it and looked towards the female general on horseback. The female general was also gone.
Mo Long was puzzled and thought: "What's going on today! Why are they hiding here and there? They all have no heroic spirit! They are really vulnerable!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of horse bells. When Mo Long looked again, the female general had already leapt into the air in front of him. The big knife in her hand reached her eyebrows in an instant. Mo Long was so frightened that he thought: "It's over.
!This is an explanation!”
Everyone saw this scene, and no one dared to vent their anger. They were waiting for the situation to develop. At this critical moment, the Youxuan sword was instantly unsheathed and blocked in front of the female general's sword in the blink of an eye. 'Dang'
With a sound, the Youxuan sword just barely touched Mo Long's eyebrow.
The little master Chi Yu and Grandma Qin were frightened when they saw it. They didn't dare to express their anger and were extremely nervous.
Mo Long was also scared into a cold sweat and regretted that he had underestimated the enemy. In fact, Mo Long should have expected that powerful characters are often the last to appear.
At this time, Mo Long's hands were quick and he grabbed the handle of the Youxuan sword. With a wave of his hand, the female general's sword was thrown away. The female general picked up the reins of the horse, turned the horse's head and jumped to the left.
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Mo Long quickly looked down and she was gone.
"What happened today? Another one disappeared?" Mo Long became irritated.