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Chapter 340 Celebrity Sword

Reestablish Mingjiao!

Gong Biluo knew that with Mo Wen's talent, one day would come sooner or later.

"What do you want to say?"

Jun Wulei looked at the Gong Witch strangely. There was something in her words but she hesitated to speak. This was not in line with the character of the Gong Witch.

"Mingjiao! Do you remember?" The palace witch looked at the young man who fought against the ancestor of the Jiang family, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

"Mingjiao!"

Jun Wulei's body trembled, and his expression suddenly became serious. The family's inheritance and origins, the clansmen dare not forget for a moment. Mingjiao, that is a name that all descendants of the Gao family must remember.

However, only people within the Gao family know about the origins of the Gao family, and few outsiders know. A large part of the reason why the Gao family and the Gong family have become close friends is that both families have had deep connections with the Ming sect.

origin.

He didn't know why the Palace Witch suddenly mentioned that glorious sect that disappeared hundreds of years ago. Could it be that it had anything to do with the Ming Cult?

"If Mingjiao reappears, what will be your Gao family's attitude?"

The palace witch said calmly, Jun Wulei is the future patriarch of the Gao family, and his attitude often absolutes that of the Gao family.

"Mingjiao reappears?"

Jun Wulei blinked his eyes, looked at Gong Biluo strangely, and then shook his head indifferently: "That is almost impossible. Our ancestors from the Gao family and the Gong family all tried it back then, but they all failed."

Regarding the matter of rebuilding Mingjiao, the Gao family and the Gong family had this idea many years ago, but the facts proved that they could not succeed.

In fact, although the Mingjiao was destroyed in history, it was such a huge thing back then. The forces scattered in the ancient martial arts world were countless, and the Gao family and the Gong family were only a small part.

Nowadays, the scattered forces all hold their own. After hundreds of years of development, the situation has long been different from what it was back then. There are very few forces that have separated from the Mingjiao, and they still have no sense of belonging to the Mingjiao.

How can a person who has lost his faith and is scattered, bring them together again?

Jun Wulei didn't know why the White House Witch talked about this. Could it be that she had the intention to reestablish the Ming Cult? But even if they both broke through to the golden elixir realm, it would be almost impossible for them to do this.

The Ming Cult is so huge that ordinary people can hardly imagine it. Even now, hundreds of years later, it is still beyond the reach of ordinary ancient martial arts forces. It is no worse than the branches of the Ming Cult of their Gao family, which cannot be counted on one hand. But they are not like the Gao family and the

The Gong family has always regarded Mingjiao as their own belief, but they have forgotten Mingjiao.

Once Mingjiao is reestablished, it will surely be opposed and suppressed by them.

"Maybe someone can make it."

For some reason, the Palace Witch believed that Mo Wen had that ability at this time. He surprised her too much. Mo Wen couldn't do anything they couldn't do. Because he had the orthodox Mingjiao inheritance and had something they didn't have.

The great righteousness and the reappearance of Jiuyin Divine Art are a banner that no one can replace.

In the ancient martial arts world, there will always be some forces that split off from the Mingjiao, and they have persistence and belief in the Mingjiao, and the emergence of Mo Wen will become the pillar of their faith.

What's more, he is a prodigy who can practice two magical arts at the same time. His talent is comparable to that of the legendary leader of the Ming Cult. Who dares to say that he cannot create a miracle and glory.

"You don't expect Mo Wen, do you?"

Jun looked at the Palace Witch without tears and speechless. Even if you like him, you don't have to have so much confidence in him. Some of the forces that splintered from the Ming Cult are far more powerful than his Gao family. Those so-called top ten sects in the ancient martial arts world

Compared with those forces, the gate is nothing.

When the Gong family and the Gao family were at their most powerful, Mo Wen could do something that neither of them could do.

The palace witch said nothing, standing with her hands behind her hands, looking at Mo Wen quietly with her eyes, as calm as a quiet lotus.



In the square, Mo Wen punched the ground with a shocking punch, knocking back the ancestor of the Jiang family. His figure flashed and he caught up again.

"Boy, I have lived for nearly two hundred years, and this is the first time I have met a boy as evil as you."

The face of the ancestor of the Jiang family turned completely ugly. Not only was this young man's cultivation approaching the late stage of fetal growth, but he also had amazing combat prowess. He had also mastered many powerful martial arts, almost all of which were inferior to the best.

Although he is not very old, he is experienced in his attacks, has rich combat experience, and his grasp of power is hardly inferior to his.

He has lived for a hundred or two hundred years, while Mo Wen is just a young man. No matter how talented he is and how fast he cultivates, his understanding of a realm will definitely not be as deep as that of a person who has studied it for a hundred or two hundred years.

But this point does not apply to Mo Wen. He does not seem to be facing a young master, but like a martial arts master who has been practicing for a long time and whose skills have been influenced by nature.

Those advanced and top-notch martial arts that others would have difficulty mastering in a lifetime, yet he almost picked them up casually. How could he not shock the ancestors of the Jiang family.

The boy from the Wang family turned out to be such a monster.

He has lived for nearly two hundred years! Mo Wen was shocked, this old man could not be the reincarnation of a turtle! Although the life span of ancient warriors is much longer than that of ordinary people, especially the ancient warriors in the fetal breath realm, under normal circumstances, almost every one of them can

Lived to be over a hundred years old.

But two hundred years old is still a terrifying number! After all, ancient warriors are not immortal cultivators and have no ability to compete with heaven.

No wonder this old man has a cultivation level at the peak of fetal breath realm and has lived for more than two hundred years. Even a pig can achieve extraordinary achievements!

"Old guy, you've already got one foot in the coffin, and you still like to meddle in so many other things. Let me give you a ride."

Mo Wen let out a long roar that shook the surrounding areas. The terrifying power of the soul-shaking demonic sound directly tore the earth apart. Cracks appeared on the surrounding ground, interfering with matter with sound waves. The depth of the realm was unimaginable to ordinary people.

The ancestor of the Jiang family stood in the center of the sound wave explosion, wearing hunting clothes, retreating step by step, facing the terrifying sound wave, striding out, and punching hard.

Square punch!

The famous martial arts of the Dafang Sect was now being used by the ancestor of the Jiang family. The surrounding space was almost distorted, squeezing Mo Wen's body crazily.

Mo Wen Yiran was not afraid, and his golden body was so blazing that he directly smashed the surrounding air pressure wall with his physical body. Like a golden missile, he punched the ancestor of the Jiang family and flew away again.

Although his cultivation level is still not as good as that of the ancestors of the Jiang family, but his martial arts is inherited from the Mingjiao, how can ordinary ancient martial arts forces be his opponent.

The ancestor of the Jiang family was furious and looked at Mo Wen in shock. He didn't look like he was facing a human being, but a humanoid machine.

Mo Wen was so strong that he had no choice but to fight tooth and nail.

With the help of Mo Wen's punch, the ancestor of the Jiang family retreated, flashed hundreds of meters away, and stood on top of a palace.

Mo Wen came in pursuit and refused to give an inch.

"You little evil beast, I won't hesitate to die with you today."

The ancestor of the Jiang family seemed to be angry too. He roared loudly, raised one hand, and an invisible wave spread out around him.

The next moment, there was a sword cry inside the building complex. The cry was clear and loud. It was thousands of meters away, and it made people feel a sharp killing atmosphere.

A white sword light rose into the sky, crossed the void, and landed in the hands of the ancestor of the Jiang family.

It was a long sword, five feet long and one finger wide, with a simple shape. There were strange lines and runes flashing on it. It exuded a sharp aura at all times and seemed to be able to cut open the space.

"What a terrible sword. What kind of sword is that?"

On the cliff in the distance, Hu Qiongqi looked at the long sword in the hands of the ancestor of the Jiang family in shock. From such a distance, he could feel the terror of the sword, and a sense of danger rose uncontrollably in his heart. It seemed that

That sword can kill him easily.

"I also feel the threat of that sword. What kind of weapon is it? It seems that the weapons sold by Tianhua Palace are not so terrifying, right?"

Hu Guiyuan's eyes also flashed with a hint of fear, and he looked at the long sword with a look of fear. That sword can definitely kill a strong man in the realm of fetal breath. Even if Jiang Quangui holds this sword, he may be able to kill it.

Directly challenge the ancient warriors in the late stage of fetal breath realm.

Fortunately, he has always tried his best to tolerate it and has not offended the Jiang family.

"That sword is so scary!"

On another cliff, Ruan Feixia shuddered subconsciously, and a creepy feeling grew from her heart. She could deeply feel the threat and terror of the sword!

And since they were so far apart and it wasn't directed at her, if she were in Mo Wen's position, she would probably have weak legs and become unable to stand firmly.

"Strange, I've never heard of the Dafang Sect having such a long sword."

The graceful and beautiful woman took a breath of cold air, her eyes a little uncertain. As the leader of the Yanxia Sect, she naturally knew many things that others did not know. But she never knew that the Dafang Sect had such a magic sword.

Never appeared before.

The Yanxia Sect has always been known as the number one ancient martial arts force in the three major mountain systems, but after this mysterious man appeared in the Dafang Sect, the Yanxia Sect's status has been somewhat shaken. Now there is such a terrifying divine sword, which can almost directly threaten

Arrived at Yanxia Pai.

On the huge rock on the other side, the Taoist priests all looked nervous, and their generosity was beyond almost everyone's expectations.



"Eh!"

Mo Wen noticed the long sword in the Jiang family ancestor's hand almost at the same time, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It was not an ordinary sword, but a long sword that could only be refined in the world of immortality. It was engraved with formations and runes. It was very powerful and had supernatural abilities.

Moreover, this sword is not simple. In the world of immortality, it is almost equivalent to a spiritual weapon, and it is still damaged.

Mo Wen could naturally tell at a glance that the sword was incomplete and damaged a lot, and its power could only be used at one-tenth of the level. But even so, it was an astonishing thing in the world of ancient martial arts.

"You are the third person who allows me to hire a famous swordsman."

The ancestor of the Jiang family looked at Mo Wen with a gloomy expression, preparing to use the power of this sword to kill Mo Wen in one fell swoop. Because he found that with his own strength, he could not do anything to Mo Wen, let alone kill him. (To be completed.)

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