He didn't say anything but just laughed, which made the Huashan disciples look down on themselves.
Lu Dayou gave Mo Li a knowing look. Yue Lingshan knew that Mo Li might be a master, so she couldn't help but giggle and said: "Lu Hou'er, you are very brave. Do you dare to try to pick up Mo Li?"
Big brother’s sword?”
"There's nothing to be afraid of. Even Master's sword has been used by me a lot!"
Lu Dayou said harshly. He glanced at Mo Li, raised his hand and grabbed the long sword that Mo Li had placed on the table.
When he thought about it, this boy was young and looked younger than him, so what could he do so well?
Li Qiye just nodded and smiled at him and didn't stop him.
The sword is naturally a good sword.
When you hold it, it feels smooth and cold to the touch, and there is a faint warmth that penetrates the scabbard.
This was what Lu Da felt for the first time, but as he tried to pick up the sword, his expression changed.
The sword is very heavy.
It was so heavy that when he exerted force, it didn't move at all!
Lu Da had one hand that was not enough, so he put both hands up, secretly using his true energy, and then reluctantly picked up the sword from the table.
But just as he left the table, one hand was already on the scabbard, and with a 'pop' sound, he forced the sword down again.
The hand was slender and white, with a suitable width. It looked like a hand holding a sword.
It is placed on it, but it is like a piece of Buddha's verse on Wuzhi Mountain. No matter how much Lu Da moves his Qi, he cannot shake the long sword in the slightest!
Lu Dayou's face turned red and he had already used all his strength to suck the milk!
Seeing this, Yue Lingshan said with a smile: "Lu Hou'er, let's forget it. Brother Mo's sword is not something that ordinary people can pick up."
This Ziwu Sword was made from fine iron from the seabed and underground fire marrow. Not only was it extremely sharp, it was also an extremely heavy heavy sword. If not, Mo Li would have used the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to
He didn't take advantage of it when he got up.
When he was unconscious, Lao Denuo and Yue Lingshan moved the sword, and then they realized that this sword was special and could not be wielded by ordinary warriors.
Lu Dayou was dissatisfied, but still stubbornly wanted to pick up the sword. He was a little stunned when he saw it. Mo Li pressed his palm gently, and a soft force was transmitted from the sword, which just happened to Lu Dayou.
The hand shook away from the sword.
"you……"
Lu Dayou's expression changed. At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, from now on, judging from the weight of the sword and his performance just now, he knew that his martial arts was far behind the opponent!
"Okay, Junior Brother Lu, sit down."
Lauderno smoothed things over, smiled at Mo Li and said, "My junior brother is still young, and I hope Shaoxia Mo will forgive me if I am a little rude."
"No, no, it's just a joke."
Li Qiye waved his hand, not caring much, and nodded and smiled at Lu Da.
He is not a big devil who would kill for the smallest thing. Besides, Lu Dayou is also a very emotional person in Xiao Ao. He died for Linghu Chong in the end, so he still appreciates him a bit.
Lu Dayou sat down silently, not daring to say another word, but he was secretly shocked by Li Moli's strength, and was inexplicably shocked in his heart.
Just at this moment, the tea doctor came up with a teapot and cakes and poured tea for everyone.
The secret fight between them was not noticed by everyone present. The powerful people in the teahouse were excited to discuss the matter of Liu Zhengfeng washing his hands in the golden basin!
I heard a short fat man say loudly: "It is said that Mr. Liu Zhengfeng and Mr. Liu San are firmly in the second place in the Hengshan Sect. Both in terms of martial arts and reputation, they are lower than his senior brother Mr. Mo Da. But in the Hengshan Sect, no one from top to bottom can do it."
You know, Liu Sanye’s martial arts and swordsmanship have already surpassed Mr. Mo Da’s!”
"What do you mean?" a young man asked curiously.
The short fat man smiled proudly and said: "The Hengshan School's Thirty-sixth Route Returning Luoyan Sword is a rare and fast sword in the world. Mr. Mo Da can stab three wild geese with one sword strike. This skill is already shocking.
But Mr. Liu Sanye was able to give away five wild geese with one strike of his sword. Can I tell you clearly which one is superior in martial arts?"
Everyone present exclaimed, most of them were ordinary warriors. They couldn't kill a wild goose with one sword, let alone the fast swords of the Hengshan sect. They were all shocked and opened their eyes.
"Not only that, Mr. Liu San is also a disciple. Each of his disciples is much better in martial arts than Mr. Mo Da's disciples. Now Mr. Mo Da can still rely on his reputation to overwhelm Mr. Liu. In a few years, who will
The situation of who is the leader and who is the elder is clear at a glance. I heard that the Hengshan sect has split into two factions over this matter and they have secretly clashed several times. Unfortunately, Mr. Liu has too many concerns."
The short fat man paused for a moment, looked at everyone who was listening in rapt attention, smiled proudly, and continued to show off: "His family has a great business, and he doesn't want to fight with his fellow disciples, so he has to retreat bravely, wash his hands in the golden basin, and settle down."
It would be a pity to be a wealthy man in peace and ignore the affairs of the world from now on..."
Everyone in the teahouse nodded and said, "That's it. Mr. Liu is so open-minded and admirable."
Some people wondered: "Then Mr. Mo Da forced Mr. Liu Sanye to withdraw from the world, wouldn't he have cut off his own arm and weakened the momentum of the Hengshan Sect?"
The middle-aged man in a silk shirt sneered: "How can anyone take care of everything in the world? As long as I sit firmly in the position of leader, it doesn't matter whether my faction's momentum is strengthened or weakened, that's all.
Damn it."
The old man sitting at the door holding an erhu suddenly stood up, shook his head and said: "What you said is wrong!"
"What I said is wrong, are you right, you stinky beggar?!"
The short fat man who was lecturing said angrily: "Go away and don't disturb the gentleman's conversation!"
He raised his hand and waved, and a bunch of copper coins flew over and landed impartially in front of the old man. His technique was extremely accurate.
The middle-aged man praised: "Good technique. It turns out that you are a master of concealed weapons. This move is very cool!"
The short fat man was waiting to answer, but he saw that the old man did not pick up the coins, but walked towards him and looked at him directly.
"What are you looking at? You can't beat me?!" the short fat man said angrily.
The old man in green clothes was not afraid, but said: "You are talking nonsense!"
Turn around and walk away.
"you……!"
The short fat man intuitively felt embarrassed, so he raised his hand and grabbed his vest. However, at this moment, a green light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and it turned out to be an extremely thin and narrow long sword, stretched out to the table, clanking.
It made a few soft noises.
The cold sword energy emanated from the thin sword, and all the heroes present felt a chill all over their bodies, and their skin could not help but tremble.
The short fat man was even more frightened. He was afraid of being hurt by the sharp blade, so he tiptoed and backed away hurriedly.
However, just as he stood still, he saw the old man slowly inserting the long sword from the bottom of the huqin, and the sword blade disappeared. It turned out that the sword was hidden in the huqin, and the blade penetrated the handle of the huqin. From the appearance, no one could
I didn't know there was a weapon hidden inside this dilapidated huqin.
"You're talking nonsense!"
The old man repeated this sentence again, then turned around and left the teahouse.
The short fat man's face turned green and red, mostly because he was afraid of the opponent's sword speed. At this time, someone exclaimed: "Look at the table!"
When everyone looked down, their expressions suddenly changed. They saw that each of the seven white porcelain cups on the table had a half-inch-high ring cut off. The seven porcelain rings fell next to the teacup. The teacup turned out to be
Not one fell.
This sword technique can be described as shocking. This person is definitely a master of swordsmanship in the world.
Mo Li suddenly remembered a name in his mind, and murmured: "The sword is hidden in the piano, and the sword makes the sound of the piano. He is Mr. Mo Da of Xiaoxiang Yeyu..."
In Swordsman, the most important moment appears when the plot of Hengyang City begins.
"You actually know Uncle Mo?!"
Yue Lingshan glanced at him strangely, then looked at the short fat man sarcastically, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that these people dare to speak arrogantly in front of Master Mo, and now they can still stand with their beard and tail intact."
Here, it’s considered luck.”
"Little girl, you have such a loud voice!"
The short fat man was already frightened to death by Mo Da. He felt that he had lost face, was frightened and angry, and now he was teased by a little girl named Yue Lingshan. He suddenly had a way to vent his anger!
He snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved it on the table. The seven porcelain rings that had been cut off by Mo Da were already flying towards Yue Lingshan with a sharp roar.
Just listening to this sound, if you are beaten, you will have to lie in bed for at least three or two months.
The heroes in the teahouse couldn't help but secretly feel sorry for the little girl Yue Lingshan, but that's how it is in the world, and quarrels will bring disaster to themselves.
In terms of martial arts alone, Yue Lingshan was no worse than this short fat man, and even a little better. However, she was new to the world, so she didn't expect that the person in front of her would attack immediately. At this time, it was too late to dodge!
"Junior sister, be careful!"
"Get out of the way!"
…
Lao Denuo, Lu Dayou and others looked anxious. With their martial arts skills, they quickly reacted and drew their swords. The hidden weapon had already hit Yue Lingshan, and it was too late!
But at this moment, a bamboo chopstick appeared in front of them.
Bamboo chopsticks are ordinary, just a slight thrust forward, neither fast nor precise, but there is a special charm hidden in it.
Only a few soft ding-ding-ding-ding sounds were heard, and a jaw-dropping scene appeared.
The seven porcelain cup rings thrown by the short fat man were all strung together lightly and deftly by such a bamboo chopstick, just like skewers of candied haws!
this……
All the tycoons in the teahouse couldn't help but rub their eyes, almost thinking that they had seen it wrong!
Did you really catch all seven porcelain cup rings?!
It should be noted that cutting off seven teacups with one sword is already a rare fast sword in the world, but the teacups standing there are dead objects after all. The seven porcelain cup rings were thrown as hidden weapons, and they contained internal force.
Not only is the speed incredibly fast, but the power is also quite high. It is not easy to dodge, let alone using a bamboo chopstick to gently and deftly catch all seven porcelain cup rings without damaging any of them!
Compared with Mo Da's sword just now, this sword technique is much more exquisite. It can be said to be miraculous!
However, when everyone looked at the hand holding the bamboo chopsticks and the young figure, they still found it hard to believe that he was the one who blocked all seven porcelain cup rings.
"Not only are you strong, you are also very lucky." Lu Houer muttered in a low voice.
luck?
When everyone heard these two words, they were suddenly stunned. After all, the chopsticks just now, the sword power was clear, the sword speed was slow, and every movement was clearly displayed in front of them. Asking themselves, everyone present felt that they
Can wield the same sword.
Not to mention, the person who took action was too young. How could his swordsmanship be better than that of the upright head of a famous family in the world?
They were thinking like this, but they didn't know that the so-called skillful and clumsy, returning to nature was referring to Mo Li's current swordsmanship.
"Mind your own business, let's see if you are so lucky!"
The short fat man reacted, and his face became even more angry. This time, he reached into his arms, presumably to take out a hidden weapon!
"Be bold!"
"presumptuous!"
…
The Huashan disciples had no time to react just now. Now that they had woken up, there was no way for him to make a sneak attack. They only heard the sound of several long swords being unsheathed. The short fat man had just got the hidden weapon in his hand, and he was already kicked by Laudno.
Kicked away, several long swords crossed over and were all placed on the neck of the short fat man!
"It's Huashan Sword Technique!"
"They are Huashan disciples!"
…
Among the teahouse crowd, someone immediately recognized the identity of Yue Lingshan and others from the moves, and shouted in surprise.
The short fat man, who had just offended Mo Dawei, was terrified. When he heard the identities of the people in front of him, his expression became even more ugly. Not only had he offended the Hengshan sect, but he also offended the Huashan sect?
Among the Five Mountain Sword Sects, the name of Huashan Sect is slightly better than that of Hengshan Sect!
"The villain is blind, the villain is blind, and I have offended you all. I hope all the heroes of the Huashan Sect will spare the villain's life!"
The short fat man simply lowered his head, slapped himself on the left and then again.
He was really flexible and flexible, and the beatings were real. After a few slaps, his face became swollen and he looked miserable.
"Little junior sister, what do you think we should do with it?"
Lauderno asked Yue Lingshan, but his eyes were all focused on Mo Li.
Others only thought that the young man had taken the seven porcelain rings by chance, and did not understand the mystery of Mo Li's sword. Although he could not understand it, they knew that this young man had an extremely pure and pure body.
Infuriating, just as good as a first-rate master!
The swordsmanship he displayed was by no means luck, he must be a swordsman who has never been famous!
Yue Lingshan looked at the pitiful appearance of the short fat man. After all, he was a little girl with a kind heart. She said: "It didn't hurt me, so just let him go."
Lauderno nodded, and made a gesture towards Lu Dayou and Liang Fa. Liang Fa snorted coldly and said, "I'm taking advantage of you, get out of here!"
He kicked it away, and the short fat man screamed, flew out, and happened to land at the door. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries from the kick.
You bullied a disciple of the Huashan Sect and still want to escape unscathed?
The short fat man did not dare to say another word, so he covered his chest and staggered out. However, at this moment, the door curtain was opened, and then he heard an angry female voice shouting:
"Huashan disciples are very good, but are they all so domineering?!"