When Zuo Mo rushed to the mountain gate, he realized that the situation was much more serious than he thought.
There were many people gathered around the mountain gate, and Jingwei were clearly divided into two groups. He glanced at the group of people who had caused trouble, and what caught Zuo Mo's attention were one woman and two men. The clothes and temperament of these three people were completely different from those of the people behind them.
But when Zuo Mo saw the injured old black head, the anger in his heart arose.
With one step, his figure flashed and he appeared next to the old black head.
The old blackhead's mouth was bleeding and his expression was sluggish. When he saw Zuo Mo, he couldn't help but show surprise on his face.
"What's going on?" Zuo Mo asked in a deep voice.
Seeing Zuo Mo, the disciples of Wukong Sword Sect were all refreshed.
"Hey, finally someone is willing to come forward." The man among the three wearing a gorgeous blue spiritual armor said strangely: "I thought the inner disciples of Wukong Sword Sect were just a bunch of turtles, boy, please report
A name. Where is Wei Sheng, why haven’t you come out yet?"
Zuo Mo ignored him and just looked at the old black head.
The old blackhead looked bitter: "They said they wanted to discuss with Senior Brother Wei Sheng, but wherever Wei Sheng came out, they started to make trouble. They said that if Senior Brother Wei Sheng didn't come out, they would destroy all the spiritual fields here.
You said, how could I let them destroy my spiritual field?"
Zuo Mo took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into the old black head. He was Shi Fengrong's direct disciple after all, and he had all kinds of pills on his body. The other outer disciples around him were envious. He handed the old black head to the outer disciple behind him.
Disciple, Zuo Mo turns around.
"It turns out you have a zombie face. Hey, you are that Zuo Mo." The man in blue spiritual armor proudly shook his finger and said, "I heard you are good at refining alchemy. If you are not good at it, go find Wei Sheng."
The number one genius in Dongfu is so timid that he is really not a human being. Isn’t there someone named Luo Li?"
"Which sect are you from?" Zuo Mo asked calmly.
"Hehe, we are from the Spiritual Hero Sect." The person who spoke was the only woman among the three. She was wearing a pink peach blossom spirit armor, with a slim figure, flowing eyes, and sweet eyes. Almost all the outer disciples of the Wukong Sword Sect had greedy eyes.
He stared at her. She was not shy, she pursed her lips and smiled.
Zuo Mo has heard that the Lingying Sect is the most financially powerful sect in Dongfu. Its sect has many properties, and most of the disciples it recruits are people from wealthy families. Unlike the Wukong Sword Sect, the Lingying Sect has many internal members.
The number of disciples in the sect is also jaw-dropping. There are more than eighty disciples of the Lingying Sect in the foundation-building period. This number is far behind Wu Kongjian Sect, which is located at the top of Dongfu. These foundation-building disciples of the Lingying Sect
They are notorious for causing trouble. Many of them have strong family backgrounds. Even if they go to other sects to cause trouble, most other sects can only tolerate it.
They come in small groups and stir up trouble everywhere. They have taken magical medicine since they were young, and their cultivation has progressed much faster than ordinary disciples. Moreover, they have a dazzling array of magic weapons. If they start fighting and get into trouble, how can ordinary disciples be able to withstand it? And if
If the other party is more powerful than them, they will rush forward. As time goes by, low-level cultivators will take a detour when they see them.
But they are also smart and never provoke those powerful people. Like Yu Bai, they would never dare to provoke them.
They heard that a very powerful figure came out of the Wukong Sword Sect, named Wei Sheng, who was called a once-in-a-century genius by many people. Naturally, they did not dare to provoke such sects as the Dongfu Palace and the Dongqi Sword Sect. As for that Wu Kong Sword Sect, they did not dare to provoke them.
They have never heard of the Kongjian Sect. They are not afraid of a small sect like this. Moreover, there has been such a big commotion in Dongfu recently, and almost all the elders of each sect have come out. How can this be done at such a great opportunity?
Let it go?
Before coming, they made some special inquiries. Among the disciples of the Wukong Sword Sect, there are two most famous people. One is Wei Sheng, and the other is Zuo Mo, who is good at alchemy. But during their inquiries, Wei Sheng had
How powerful, almost no one has seen it, which makes them more certain that Wei Sheng is just a false name. As for Zuo Mo, what kind of waves can an alchemist make? In addition, there is also a man named Luo Li.
But it is said to be average.
Among these three people, the one wearing blue spirit armor is named Yan Mingzi, the other one wearing dazzling bright red spirit armor is named Hu Shan, and the woman wearing pink peach blossom spirit armor is named Tao Shuer.
"Oh." Zuo Mo responded expressionlessly, then turned to the old blackhead and asked, "Who hurt you?"
"Haha, don't ask, it was the uncle who beat me." Yan Mingzi said contemptuously: "You should go and ask Wei Sheng to come out. The uncle is embarrassed when you make elixirs..."
The sound suddenly stopped.
Yan Mingzi looked at Zuo Mo with some surprise. In his eyes, the little zombie in front of him seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person. It felt like... like an unsheathed sword...
Yan Mingzi doesn't fight once or twice, he is very experienced.
He put away the joking look on his face and said with a hint of seriousness: "I didn't expect that I was mistaken. You are actually a master!" The other two people also had surprised looks on their faces. The aura shown by Zuo Mo definitely didn't look like a master.
This is what practitioners who are addicted to alchemy can have. However, the two of them are not worried much. They have been together for so long and have encountered countless difficulties. There are many people whose strength is far above them, but they have not been defeated by them? More
What's more, the little zombie in front of them has a slightly lower level of cultivation than them.
Zuo Mo said nothing and directly raised his ice crystal sword.
"Ha! You are really poor!" Yan Mingzi laughed loudly and said with a proud look on his face: "Let me show you my flying sword!"
The sword is three feet long, like a long and narrow drop of water, and the sword body is like a swollen pool of water, deep and bottomless. Only when a ray of light occasionally flashes does one see its majesty.
"The name of the sword is Dishui, third grade, the best water flying sword." He looked at Zuo Mo, shook his head and said, "Your outfit is not worth a fraction of the price of this flying sword."
Zuo Mo completely lost interest in talking to the other party. Without saying anything, he struck first.
"Flower" of "Li Shui Jian Jue"!
A circle of invisible ripples rippled and spread in front of Zuo Mo, and the ice crystal sword seemed to suddenly disappear out of thin air and then appear out of thin air in front of Yan Mingzi.
Yan Mingzi's eyes only dimmed as the opponent's flying sword suddenly arrived in front of him. The sword intent contained in the tip of the sword stabbed him so hard that he could hardly open his eyes. He was startled and quickly used the flying sword to block it. Unexpectedly, the opponent's flying sword came to him.
It was extremely slippery, and with a twist, he easily avoided his flying sword and stabbed it diagonally.
Yan Mingzi was in a hurry again, but he had a lot of practical combat experience. He knew that the opponent's flying sword was not as good as his own, so he opened and closed the sword force, so he simply met head-on.
Zuo Mo snorted coldly. He didn't know if he had stayed with Pu Yao for a long time. This cold snort was quite similar. He knew what the other party was planning, but the quality of his ice crystal sword was far inferior to that of the other party. If the two were comparable,
If he strikes, he will definitely suffer the loss. He only has such a flying sword, and if it breaks here, the sect will never give him another one in vain.
But now Zuo Mo's attainments in "Li Shui Sword Jue" are no longer what they used to be. Uncle Xin Yan's guidance has made up for many of his shortcomings. Now he uses "Li Shui Sword Jue" smoothly and smoothly.
, almost traceless.
The sword technique used by the opponent was also extremely exquisite, but it was obvious that he had not practiced it carefully, and many of the subtleties were insignificant. In terms of subtlety, the opponent's sword technique was even better than the "Li Shui Sword Technique". Zuo Mo couldn't help but
He shook his head in his heart. He had such a good sword technique, but he didn't know how to cherish it. He was also very greedy for the opponent's flying sword. In comparison, his own ice crystal sword was really shabby. In fact, what Zuo Mo cared about more was
, the opponent's dripping sword is perfect for "Li Shui Sword Technique".
The ice crystal sword in his hand was suitable for Master Xin Yan's sword intent, but not suitable for "Li Shui Sword Technique". Zuo Mo had always wanted to find a flying sword suitable for "Li Shui Sword Jue".
With a thought in his heart, he couldn't help but think about it.
The Ice Crystal Sword has become more elusive. His current sword moves still follow a delicate and delicate path, but they are a little more violent and overflowing with murderous intent. However, just such a violent move made Yan Mingzi pause.
He felt that the pressure was increasing. It felt like water and fire. The contradictory feeling made him very uncomfortable.
Hu Shan and Tao Shuer looked surprised, Yan Mingzi was actually at a disadvantage!
They couldn't help but start to re-examine Zuo Mo.
"This Zuo Mo is quite powerful." Tao Shu'er said with surprise: "But it's different from the rumors. Didn't it say that he is an alchemist?"
"There is very little news about Wukong Jianmen. How could we find out so clearly?" Hu Shan said disapprovingly. Although he was also surprised, it was just an accident.
"Zuo Mo has such strength, so I don't know how powerful Wei Sheng is." Tao Shu'er said thoughtfully.
Hu Shan sneered: "No matter how powerful they are, it's useless. It's because they have been too pushy recently. Many senior brothers and sisters are eyeing them. And it is said that several senior uncles don't have a good impression of Wukong Sword Sect."
Tao Shuer smiled sweetly: "Yes, Dongfu is so big, and there is an extra person to share the food. Which of the door-knocking masters and uncles in the door would be willing?"
Hu Shan said indifferently: "It's none of our business anyway. But I heard that some of their elders are quite powerful."
"No matter how powerful it is, can it be as powerful as crystal stones?" Tao Shu'er chuckled.
"Haha, not bad!" Hu Shan laughed.
While the two were talking, the situation inside the venue changed.
Yan Mingzi suddenly did not dodge, and the ice crystal sword pierced his spiritual armor. There was a soft clang, but no scar was left on the spiritual armor. Zuo Mo couldn't help but be stunned. While he was distracted, Yan Mingzi's dripping water
The sword suddenly came.
Like a sword in a cold pool, Zuo Mo quickly turned sideways, only to feel a chill passing over his arm!
"Haha! How could a second-grade flying sword pierce my Xuanshui Spirit Armor?" Yan Mingzi laughed proudly, and his sword power became more and more unscrupulous!
Tao Shuer seemed not surprised by the scene in front of her, and was a little bored. She couldn't help but said: "I know how boring it is to bully the poor." As she said this, she smoothed the peach blossom petals on her spiritual armor.
Hu Shan sneered on his face as he watched the ice crystal sword stab Yan Mingzi's spirit armor again.
This is futile, don't you understand? If you want to blame it, blame it on you for not being born into a good family. He looked at Zuo Mo with a little sympathy.
Yan Mingzi had no intention of dodge. He had full confidence in the spiritual armor on his body.
I saw that weak and weak ice crystal sword, barely touching the Xuanshui Spirit Armor, something unexpected happened!