31, this is, ten thousand swords return to the ancestor (seeking to read
"Clang."
A green dagger that was shot behind Mo Yunteng fell to the ground.
In the lobby, everyone looked at the white-bearded old man sitting at the head of the table with horrified expressions.
What kind of strong man can make all the swords in the hall vibrate with just one word?
Is there really such a master in the world?
"The land, it must be the land!" Mo Yunteng, who looked pale, looked at Mo Yuan and whispered excitedly.
Those relatives who had been flying away slowly retreated and gathered together, holding long swords and looking around cautiously.
The leading men stared at Mo Yuan, not daring to relax at all.
A word that fixes the sword, this method can be said to follow the words, and it is definitely a strong person in the realm.
But how could the little Mo family have a strong person in the earth realm?
Just give up on something you have been planning for a long time?
Even if you don't give up, what can you do if there are powerful people here?
"Didn't you hear what my master said?"
Han Muye held the long sword Qingming in both hands and stepped forward.
He had to take action.
What outsiders see as a powerful person in the realm is actually just an empty frame. His own cultivation level is only at the Peiyuan stage. He is old and frail, and it is difficult to lift a sword.
Just now, he had already felt the vibration of the Qingming sword in his hand.
That was because the connection between Qing Ming and Mo Yuan was weakening.
The sword energy condensed in Mo Yuan's body was about to be exhausted.
As Han Muye took a step forward, the sound of swords in the lobby disappeared.
Everyone seeing off the bride looked at each other, then slowly exited the lobby and ran away.
After these people left, the guests in the lobby slowly came to their senses.
It's so frustrating to have a wedding banquet turn like this.
But for the Mohists, happy events are still happy events.
Everyone unconsciously turned their attention to Mo Yuan who was looking up.
The Mo family actually has a powerful person in charge of the earth realm. From now on, it will not be as simple as being the number one family in Qingmu Town.
It is possible for a family with a geographical position to become the first family in a county within hundreds of miles and become an ally of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
In the world of spiritual practice, strength has always spoken.
"You don't feel comfortable with me here either." Mo Yuan, who was sitting upright, suddenly spoke.
"But there is a private room. I am a little tired and want to take a rest."
Mo Yunteng hurriedly bowed forward: "Yes, senior, please come with me -"
Mo Yuan waved his hand and said, "No, let these two little guys take me there."
Mo Yuan pointed at a newlywed couple wearing red robes.
The two of them were slightly stunned.
It turned out that the bride, Miss Sun, was panicking in her heart.
She didn't know how to deal with the scene where the Sun family sent off their relatives just now. Mo Yucheng beside her didn't know whether the wedding banquet would continue, so he just held Miss Sun's cold hand.
"Didn't you hear what Grandpa Zu said? Why don't you go quickly?"
Mo Yunteng gave a low shout, and Mo Yucheng and the bride hurriedly bowed and led Mo Yuan away from the main table and to the back room.
"Ahem, everyone, how about we continue this banquet?" Mo Yunteng's voice came from the lobby.
"That's natural. The Mohist family is very happy today."
"Yes, we need to spend more time with Brother Mo in the future."
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Walking to the backyard, Mo Yucheng pushed open the door of a side room, and Mo Yuan stepped out. Then he staggered, and Han Muye, who was following behind, stretched out his hand to support him.
Mo Yuan turned pale, turned to look at Han Muye, and said urgently: "Makino, hurry up, take them out of Qingmu Town and go to Jiuxuan Sword Gate."
"When those people wake up, no one here will survive."
Mo Yuan's words and current appearance left the two newcomers at a loss.
At this time, how could Mo Yuan look like a powerful person in the earth realm?
Mo Yuan turned to look at Mo Yucheng and the bride: "I am your great-grandfather Mo Yuan. In the family back then, I should have been called Mo Lingyang."
Mo Lingyang, Mo Yuan, the ancestor of the Mo family!
Mo Yucheng and the bride's eyes widened.
Is this ancestor of Wanjian my own ancestor?
Isn’t my ancestor from Jiuxuan Sword Sect? Why are you here?
"I am not as cultivated as you think. On the contrary, my cultivation and lifespan have been exhausted, and I don't have much left to live."
Mo Yuan's words made both of them look pale instantly.
Everything in the Mo family is rooted in the ancestor of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Without this ancestor holding up the banner, the Moh family might not even be considered top-notch in Qingmu Town.
"Although I restrained those people just now, they will definitely turn back when they react."
"This is from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect——" Mo Yuan pointed at Han Muye.
"I, Han Muye, am Master's disciple." Han Muye said calmly.
Mo Yuan did not expect that Han Muye would recognize him as his master at this time. He looked at him gratefully, and then said: "Makino will take you to the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, so as to leave a bloodline inheritance for my Mo family."
Han Muye nodded, looked at Mo Yucheng and the bride and said, "Follow me."
After saying that, he turned around and left without hesitation.
The ancestors are not truly strong, those strong ones are going to make a comeback!
Both Mo Yucheng and Miss Sun's faces turned pale.
With the cultivation skills of those people, no one in the entire Mo family can stop them!
"Let's go quickly, don't stay any longer." Mo Yuan waved his hand and whispered.
Mo Yucheng nodded, took the bride and left.
When they walked out of the door, they turned around and knelt down towards Mo Yuan, kowtowed three times, and then quickly followed Han Muye.
Watching the three people leave, Mo Yuan sighed and said softly: "It's good if we leave, it's good if we leave..."
He slumped down in front of the table and chair, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the table, and suddenly his whole body was shaken.
Turning back slowly, he saw the long sword he was very familiar with placed on the table.
Qing Ming and Han Muye were not taken away.
His whole body was shaken, and he held the scabbard in his hand, feeling the sword energy surging in the long sword.
wrong!
"This kid, what does he want to do!" Mo Yuan struggled to get up and looked at the sky in the distance.
At this time, Han Muye had already led Mo Yucheng and the bride outside the Mo family.
"My master is indeed not a master of the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect. He is just the first person from the outer sect who has not been able to step into Qi Condensation for two hundred years."
Han Muye walked in front, his eyes showing neither sadness nor joy, and he spoke calmly.
Two hundred years of no Qi condensation!
Mo Yucheng and his bride did not expect that the famous ancestor of the Mo family would be so wasted.
"He spent two hundred years creating a sword technique."
Han Muye strode forward with an inexplicable aura surging around his body.
This aura frightened Mo Yucheng and the others who were following him.
"Today, I will show you what an amazingly talented and powerful man your ancestor is."
Han Muye spoke calmly and looked not far away.
Over there, a dozen figures in blue and gray robes rushed over.
"Haha, as expected, they want to escape!"
"Quickly, surround and kill the Mo family, find the treasure, and then we will go to the Tailing Sword Sect!"
Except for Sun Luyang, the ninth son of the Sun family, when he looked at the bride beside Mo Yucheng, there was a hint of unbearable on his face, the others all rushed over with murderous intent.
Han Muye stood where he was, with one hand behind his back and the other hand slowly stretched forward with two fingers together.
"There is sword energy in the sword, which can be hard or soft, and it can change in many ways."
"One hundred and twenty-eight thousand sword energies are condensed into sword intent. With this sword intent, mountains and rivers can be destroyed."
"This is the return of Wanjian to the clan."
"Buzz——"
As soon as the words fell, the sword light rose!
Thousands of sword energy, soaring into the sky and shining like the sun!