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Chapter 120 Infinite Sword Sect

Wuliang Mountain, known as Menngle Mountain in ancient times, is located on the southwest border of the empire. Zeng Yi disguised himself and put on a human skin mask all the way to Wuliang Mountain. There must not be many people at the foot of Wuliang Mountain. With the virtue of Wuliang Sword Sect, not many players have joined.

Yes, but when Zeng Yi came here, he was also shocked. It was estimated that there were tens of thousands of players gathered here. He couldn't help complaining in his heart: "These poor people are also crazy about poverty. For more than a dozen

It's so shameless to work for two taels of silver." Familiar people don't know that he himself has committed suicide more than 80 times just for money.

Several people from the Wuliang Mountain guild distributed money to the players one by one. Well...Zeng Yi also queued up to receive more than a dozen taels of silver. He had just said that they had no moral integrity, and he was even more disrespectful now.

After receiving the money, Zeng Yi planned to leave secretly, but after taking a few steps, he was discovered, "Hey! I mean, buddy, you are so unreasonable! You want to run away after receiving the money, even if you don't contribute much to the work,

I went to shout a slogan and cheer up!"

After being discovered, Zeng Yi didn't feel any embarrassment at all and replied: "Isn't there three urgent needs for people? Go to the toilet, come back soon, and then go refuel!" After saying that, he bypassed the player and ran into the woods next to him.

There was an echo from the player behind: "Oh! I'm going to the toilet, so go back quickly, we're going up the mountain soon!"

After that, he said to his companion next to him: "I just went to the toilet and will be back soon."

The person next to him looked at him like he was looking at Shabi: "Have you ever seen someone go to the toilet in the game with your eye?" The player finally realized that it seemed that there was no such thing as a player going to the toilet in the game!

Zeng Yi ran into the woods, and he was still wondering. No one was chasing him. This player wouldn't really believe it. Regardless of the player, Zeng Yi rushed to the Wuliang Sword Sect with all his strength. On the way up the mountain, Zeng Yi met two people.

One of them, a fat man with a fat head and big ears, introduced Wuliang Mountain to another jade-faced young man. The fat man had a round and big face. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed into a line, and the flesh on his face was piled up like "greasy balls."

The whole thing looks like a benevolent "Maitreya Buddha". The flesh on his face is full and "slips" down his neck, making his neck thicker and shorter.

But the young master was different. He was dressed in a Confucian shirt, handsome and elegant. He was a little jealous of someone who looked so confident like Zeng Yi. Zeng Yi pretended to pass by and met the two of them. The fat man said:

He looked like a shrewd man, his eyes were shining brightly, and he observed Zeng Yi. But the young man saw that he was a rookie, and took the initiative to say hello to Zeng Yi.

"I am the Duan family in Dali, I have only one name. I visited here and met brother Ma Wude on the way. We went to the Wuliang Sword Sect together. I wonder where he went?" I have to say that this young man is really a rookie. He blew himself up when we met.

Home door.

"Duan Duan Duan! Duan Yu?" Zeng Yi was so excited that he couldn't help but speak out.

Duan Yu was surprised: "Brother, do you know me?"

"Ahem! I don't know you, but I was surprised when I heard that my brother is from the Duan family in Dali!" Zeng Yi quickly explained, thinking in his mind: "How come I don't know you! You are the third child's idol!"

At this time, the fat man whom Duan Yu called Ma Wude also spoke: "Master Duan, the competition of the Wuliang Sword Sect is about to begin, let's go quickly!"

"This damn fat guy actually ignores me!" Zeng Yi cursed in his heart and said: "You two are going to the Wuliang Sword Sect! I am also going to the Wuliang Sword Sect, are you all together?" Zeng Yi would not let him go.

Duan Yu has the opportunity to go the same way.

Duan Yu: "Okay, since we are traveling together, we will naturally come together." The fat man was speechless. He really didn't want to take Zeng Yi with him.

The three of them went to Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace together. Several disciples were waiting at the door to welcome guests. When they saw Zeng Yi and the others, they welcomed them in.

Zeng Yi followed the two people into the martial arts training hall. There were two people sitting on the east side of the martial arts training hall. The leader was a middle-aged Taoist nun in her forties, with a livid face and tight lips. Below her was an old man in his fifties, twisting his right hand.

He has a long beard and looks very proud. The two of them are seated more than ten feet apart, with more than twenty male and female disciples standing behind each. There are more than ten guests sitting on a row of chairs to the west.

Seeing Zeng Yi and the other two people coming in, the two people on the east side just bowed their hands and invited them to sit down. It was obvious that Zeng Yi and Duan Yu regarded these people as Ma Wude's disciples, and it was estimated that Ma Wude

His status in the world is not that good, and his kung fu is average. Otherwise, people wouldn't even bother to say the word "long admired" and would just give him a hand.

The three of them were seated, and two people came up from the field, a middle-aged man and a young man, "Brother, please enlighten me!" As the two of them started fighting, Zeng Yi watched for a while and lost interest. They are all three-legged cats.

Kung Fu, now Zeng Yi was thinking about how to tell this group of people that someone was going to kill them in one pot.

The two men had been fighting for several rounds on the field. Suddenly the middle-aged man swung his sword with great force. His body swayed slightly, as if he was about to fall. Duan Yu next to Zeng Yi let out a "chi" laugh. He immediately

Knowing that he was losing his composure, he hurriedly reached out and pressed his mouth.

At this time, the young man in the field slapped his left hand with his left hand, hitting the man in the back. The man took a step forward to avoid it, and the sword in his hand suddenly circled. The young man's left leg was already hit by the sword, and Jiang was still very old.

Ah, the young man is inexperienced in martial arts and has mastered the art.

The long-bearded old man was full of pride, laughed loudly, and said: "Dongzong has won two battles, and if he wins one more round, Dongzong will have to live in this 'Sword Lake Palace' for another five years." It turns out that in

Before Zeng Yi and the others came, the two sides had already competed.

After the long-bearded old man finished speaking, he glared at Duan Yu angrily: "My scoundrel just won with a false move of 'Falling Step'. This senior brother seems to be quite dissatisfied. How about asking senior brother to give me some pointers? Ma Wu Ge is so powerful."

Shocking southern Yunnan, strong generals have no weak soldiers, Brother Duan Shi's methods must be quite high."

What kind of martial arts does Duan Yu know now? He was immediately dumbfounded. Zeng Yili, who was on the side, was happy and thought: "Damn! This is a good opportunity to get closer!"

So he stood up and said: "Brother Duan, I have never learned any martial arts. Senior is a bit too pushy. I would like to replace Brother Duan and learn from my senior apprentice!"

Then Zeng Yi jumped off the field, tilted his sword towards the ground, and stretched out his left hand, "Please!"

The middle-aged man jumped off the field. Green light flashed, and a blue steel sword was thrust out, pointing at Zeng Yi's left shoulder. Zeng Yi didn't wait for the sword to stab, his wrist shook and the sword tilted, and the blade had already cut towards the man's right neck. The middle-aged man

The man blocked the block with his sword. There was a clang sound. The middle-aged man's sword had been broken. Zeng Yi pulled a knife wound on his chest. Apparently he underestimated the power of Zeng Yi's Longxiang Bannuo Gong. If he hadn't blocked it with his sword,

He must have been beheaded by Zeng Yi. At this time, everyone sitting in the audience stood up and looked at Zeng Yi in surprise. They did not expect that Zeng Yi could kill the middle-aged man with one move. (. )


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