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Chapter 62: Up the Mountain

"Bat King is dead?"

Yang Xiao looked at the corpse in front of him, looking at the eyes that showed unwillingness and resentment until death, but his heart felt cold.

The corpse only had a sword in the throat. Judging from that injury, we can see how clean and neat the swordsmanship of the person who drew the sword was. I am afraid that the sword speed is also the best in the world. Otherwise, how could he stab Qing Qinggong, who is the best in the world?

Winged Bat King?!

"Amitabha!"

He clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, saying, "You have no idea who killed King Bat, nor how did King Bat die."

Yang Xiao frowned. With the Green Winged Bat King's martial arts, there were very few people he could not defeat, and with his lightness skills, as long as he wanted to leave, no one in the world could stop him!

Even their highly respected leader, Yang Dingtian, could not kill the Green Winged Bat King.

He thought about it carefully, and a name appeared in his mind.

"Is it possible that Master Zhang from Wudang Mountain felt sorry for his disciple and came to Chang'an City in person?"

Yang Xiao asked strangely: "But if that's the case, how could I not get the news?"

Although Yang Xiao found it unbelievable, apart from Zhang Sanfeng, he really couldn't think of another character who could kill the Green Winged Bat King.

"It's not Zhang Zhenren, but his good disciple!"

He said with hatred in his words: "That little sword god Mo Li, in Fuji Restaurant, killed the Bat King on the spot with one sword!"

Yang Xiao's expression suddenly changed!

"This...how is this possible?!"

Yang Xiao said with disbelief: "Although this man is famous for his swordsmanship, he can never kill the Bat King!"

Although he had never seen Mo Li take action, due to the huge power of the Ming Cult, he had already collected the situations of all the battles since Mo Li's debut. Yang Xiao knew a lot about Mo Li.

His internal strength has probably just gotten through to Ren Du, and although his swordsmanship is sharp, what top master doesn't have one or two tricks to press the bottom of the box?

He said with a sneer: "There is nothing impossible. Don't forget that besides martial arts, there are many things that can determine victory or defeat in this world. Besides, his swordsmanship is far better than you think!"

"Master, please tell me in detail." Yang Xiaoji said politely.

Although he had always been at odds with the Wusan people, the duel that followed was about his own life. How could Yang Xiao dare to be careless?

After all, although his martial arts skills are superior to those of the Green Winged Bat King, if the opponent can kill Wei Yixiao, then it is not difficult to kill him.

"You have to remember that the poor monk is not helping you, but to avenge Bat King."

He couldn't help but said with a solemn face: "This little sword god Mo Li's internal strength is not surprising. He is a little worse than the Bat King. It's just that his sword skills and scheming are very advanced."

"At that time, he connected with Bat King for more than ten palms. Under the cold air, his performance was already weak. However, just when Bat King thought he had won, his sword speed was twice as fast as before!"

"The distance was too close, and Bat King couldn't evade him. His sword pierced his throat, and he died tragically on the spot! But if it weren't for his hiding ability, Bat King's lightness kung fu would have allowed him to retreat calmly even if he was no match for his swordsmanship."

When he said the last sentence, he couldn't help but feel a look of regret on his face. It was because Wei Yixiao didn't see through the opponent's plot in time and was killed by the sword.

"To show the enemy weakness and defeat him with one sword, this person is really not as scheming as a young man."

Yang Xiao's expression became more solemn, and he said: "In your opinion, his sword skills are my opponent?"

He said angrily: "If you were not my opponent, why would I come looking for you?!"

"I understand, I will be careful."

Yang Xiao nodded, already having a plan in mind.



On the top of Zhongnan Mountain, there was a huge buzz of people.

This famous Taoist mountain has not seen such a lively scene for a hundred years since the fall of Quanzhen Sect.

Heroes from all over the world flocked here. Although it was still early in the morning, the crowds were already densely packed up and down Mount Zhongnan.

Among them are young knights who have just made their debut, as well as old men in the world who have been famous for many years, and even many old men in the world who have retired from the world and have not appeared in public for many years. They also came to inquire.

All of this is due to two people.

Yang Xiao, the left envoy of Mingjiao Guangming!

Wudang Little Sword God Mo Li!

Yang Xiao is not well-known in today's world, but ten years ago, or even earlier, he traveled around the world and made countless contributions to Mingjiao. He also killed many heroes who became famous for a while. He acted

Extreme and moody, since the death of Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Ming Cult, he has become the number one master of the Ming Cult!

This is an old devil who has been famous for decades. He is a master who toyed with Gu Hongzi, the senior brother of the Emei Sect, to death just by relying on his ingenuity!

Although Mo Li debuted a little later, in terms of reputation and performance, he is still above Yang Xiao!

Defeating the two masters of Kunlun and Huashan sects with swords, and fighting against the five masters of the Beggar Clan. This is a feat that many celebrities of the older generation would look up to, not to mention that three days ago, he had one man and one sword, in Chang'an City, in front of hundreds of heroes.

In front of him, Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King who has caused trouble for many years, will be killed on the spot!

This is a big demon with a more vicious reputation than Yang Xiao!

Such a duel between two top masters in the world was spread all over the world half a year ago. Among the martial arts people who heard the news, they all rushed towards Zhongnan Mountain at night and night, just hoping to catch a glimpse of the good and the evil.

The graceful martial arts of a modern master?!

The last time there was such a grand event in the world was nearly a hundred years ago, when five of the world's best warriors met in Huashan for a fight. However, no one in the world could witness such a grand event!

Yang Xiao has already arrived.

He stood alone on the top of the mountain, dressed in white, with long hair disheveled, showing an indescribable arrogance.

Behind him, there are many masters of the Ming Cult, Wu San people are among them, and in front of Wu San people, there is an old man standing. He is tall and tall, with white beard and hair, an aquiline nose that is very eye-catching, and his whole body is full of

It exuded a fierce and extraordinary aura, as if what was standing there was not a person, but an eagle spreading its wings and ready to fly!

This person is none other than Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King who is the oldest of the four great Dharma Kings of Mingjiao!

"Yang Xiao!"

A middle-aged Taoist nun with drooped eyebrows looked at Yang Xiao in white on the top of the mountain, with anger almost bursting out of her eyes. She was Master Miejie!

Today's competition is a matter of life and death for Yang Xiao. How can we not come here to extinguish Master Tai's hatred for Yang Xiao?!

Not just her, masters from Kongtong Huashan, Shaolin and Kunlun sects had also arrived early. Except for Shaolin, which had not just heard of the abbot's personal arrival, the masters of the other sects all led their elite disciples here.

Not only Master Miejie was gnashing his teeth at Yang Xiao, but He Taichong and his wife from the Kunlun Sect also wanted to eat Yang Xiao alive.

The Ming Cult and the Kunlun Sect are both in the Kunlun Mountains. How can the conflict between the two be reduced?

However, the Ming sect has a large number of people, and Yang Xiao's martial arts is much higher than that of the couple. They have suffered many losses and can only swallow it. How can they not hate Yang Xiao in their hearts?!

At noon, a man in black with a sword hanging from his waist slowly walked up the mountain. This man had a straight sword eyebrow, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, and eyes like shooting stars. His whole body was filled with a heroic and masculine aura, like the sun in the sky, which was very attractive.

If not Mo Li, who is attracting attention?!

Behind him, there were Song Yuanqiao and three others, but everyone's attention was focused on Mo Li!

"The little sword god is coming up the mountain!"

"The little sword god Mo Li has arrived!"



The entire Zhongnan Mountain seemed to be alive for a moment, and the crowd burst into cheers!

Countless eyes of envy, jealousy or hatred fell on Mo Li. As the number one master of the younger generation in the world, he was the focus of the world's tycoons!

Yang Xiao, who was on the top of the mountain, raised his eyes to look at Mo Li who was walking up the mountain road, a murderous intent passing through his eyes.

The hatred for killing my wife is irreconcilable!




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