There are more than a dozen paintings, parked on the waters, and people on the painting are all discussing. Yan Ferris has not appeared in Huaxia martial arts for forty years. Naturally, few people can recognize him.
"Yan Motian, I didn't expect that after decades, you still have the courage to return to China." Suddenly, a cold voice came out, full of energy, and the sound was like a strong wind, making waves on the water surface.
It was Luo Jue who spoke. He was already eager to fight Yan Motian.
Yan Motian, who was sitting on the water with his eyes closed and concentrating, suddenly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, a fierce momentum spread out from him. The momentum was like an arrow, shooting into everyone's heart.
, which shocked people's hearts and made them dare not look into Yan Motian's eyes.
"Why do you think four of the seven great martial arts families in China are here this time? Are there three more?" Yan Motian said calmly.
"Hmph, to deal with you, there is no need for all seven of our martial arts families to attack you at the same time. It only takes me alone." Luo Jue stood on the deck of the boat and said proudly.
"Luo Jue, forty years ago, you have forgotten who was defeated by me. He knelt on the ground like a wretch and begged me for mercy. If I hadn't been so merciful back then, do you think you would still be standing here and talking to me now?
Shall I speak?" Yan Motian said playfully with a smile on his lips.
As soon as this statement came out, the onlookers couldn't help but be shocked.
Everyone present at Luo Jue knew that the ancestor of the Luo family, a powerful man in the divine realm, with unparalleled sword skills, could make Luo Jue kneel down and beg for mercy. Then this old man's strength was too unfathomable.
"Brother Wu Yuan, do you know who this Yan Motian is?" An Anhui asked curiously.
"I've never heard of it, but his strength is very, very strong." Wu Yuan looked at Yan Motian, feeling Yan Motian's aura, and his heart was shocked. Although Wu Yuan was arrogant, in front of a strong man in the divine realm,
Naturally, that's not enough. He won't be arrogant in front of a powerful person in the divine realm.
"This Yan Motian is an elder of Hongmen. Forty years ago, he single-handedly challenged the entire Chinese martial arts. The seven major martial arts families in the past were all defeated by him. Later, the Chinese martial arts
We joined forces to defeat him and drive him out of China." Wu Bingxiong said quietly on the side.
"So awesome!" An Hui was shocked.
"Forty years ago, you could challenge the entire Chinese martial arts alone. Now that he is back, I'm afraid he will make huge waves in the Chinese martial arts." Wu Yuan was also shocked, and there was even a hint of envy in his eyes.
, to single-handedly challenge the entire Chinese martial arts, how domineering it is, he also hopes that he will have this day.
"He now not only represents one person, but behind him is Hongmen. Hongmen is preparing to infiltrate the Chinese underground market. Last time there was a change of leadership in East China's underground leader, his disciple Chen Liehu was almost about to become the new leader in East China's underground market.
But unexpectedly, he was disturbed by the boy named Mona. This time Yan Motian comes to China, this boy may not end well." Wu Bingxiong said.
"He wants to deal with Mr. Mo?" An Anhui was startled and suddenly became worried.
"Of course, that kid offended Hongmen. How could Hongmen let him go? Xinhui, don't have any contact with that kid in the future to avoid getting into trouble." Wu Bingxiong said.
An Xinhui was confused for a moment. She wanted to help Mo Hai, but she was unable to do so.
"Xinhui, why are you so worried about him?" Wu Yuan
Somewhat dissatisfied.
"He, no matter how you put it, can be regarded as my friend. I can't just watch him in danger. Brother Wu Yuan, didn't you say that your master is a master of swordsmanship in the island country and is very famous in the world of martial arts?
When the time comes, can you help Mr. Mo?" An Xinhui said.
"My master's reputation will not be used to help an outsider. Xinhui, I hope that from now on, you will just treat that boy as a stranger. What qualifications does he have to be your friend?" Wu Yuan said coldly.
An Xinhui had no choice but to say nothing, but her eyes were still searching among the various boats, hoping that Mo Hai was okay.
In another painting boat, Chu Qihe, the boss of Su Province, was also among the crowd. He is no longer the underground leader of East China, so he naturally keeps a low profile. Next to Chu Qihe, there is an old monk. The old monk is none other than
It is none other than the abbot of Jinling Lingkong Temple, Master Xuan En.
At the last magic weapon auction in Jinling, Chu Qihe's subordinate Cao Sheng asked Xuan En to deal with Mo Hai. Xuan En was defeated miserably and left in despair. He was a generation of eminent monks, but in front of many upper-class people in Jinling, he was
Mo Hai was humiliated by a young man, which made him resent Mo Hai. During this period, it can be said that he had trouble sleeping and eating, and he only wanted to regain his face.
This time he was invited by the Peng family to attend the martial arts gathering. Master Xuan En did not want to come. He was afraid of meeting Mo Hai. He had not yet thought of a way to deal with Mo Hai. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to see Mo Hai again.
But Chu Qihe found him and said that Mo Hai would not be able to escape this time because Mo Hai had offended Hongmen, and for this martial arts gathering, Hongmen's Yan Motian would come in person. When the time comes, if Mo Hai dares to come to the martial arts gathering,
There is only a dead end.
Xuan En was overjoyed. He naturally knew Yan Motian's strength. He didn't expect that Mo Hai would actually offend Yan Motian. That was basically a life-and-death situation. Master Xuan En knew Yan Motian's strength well. Forty years ago,
It has been difficult to meet an opponent, and now, the strength may have reached an incredible level.
Therefore, Master Xuan En and Chu Qihe came to this martial arts event excitedly, hoping to see Yan Motian take action and kill Mo Hai to vent their hatred.
Next to Chu Qihe, there was also a middle-aged man, Cao Sheng. The last time Cao Sheng offended Mo Hai, Mo Hai did not kill him, but called Chu Qihe and asked Chu Qihe to deal with Cao Sheng, but
Cao Sheng was Chu Qihe's right-hand man, how could Chu Qihe kill him, so he didn't take Mo Hai's words seriously at all, and brought Cao Sheng out this time, very ostentatiously, and he was not afraid of meeting Mo Hai.
"Mr. Chu, Master Xuan En, the people from Hongmen are here, but I don't know where that kid is? He won't hear the news and doesn't dare to come, right?" Cao Sheng looked around, trying to find Mo Hai, but he didn't know where he was.
No trace of Mo Hai was found among the crowd.
"Whether he comes or not, Hongmen is here this time. As long as Hongmen comes, where else can he hide?" Chu Qihe said with a smile.
"That's right. This kid thinks that because he has some skills, he can ignore us. He is damned." Cao Sheng nodded.
Yan Motian's words caused huge waves in the crowd. As the person involved, Luo Jue was furious when he heard Yan Motian's words. This was the scar deep in his heart and his rebellion. Today, Yan Motian ignored him.
Luo Jue was exposed mercilessly, and Luo Jue was extremely embarrassed. Now that he is a master in the divine realm and a giant in martial arts, Yan Motian brought out his previous history of humiliation. How could he endure it?
"Yan Motian, you fart, I will kill you today to eliminate harm to Chinese martial arts." Luo Jue was so angry that his eyes were about to spit out fire.