Li Qiye smiled at her again and said: "My elder is not in a good mood. Rather than being depressed and hurting his mind, it is better to drink some wine to vent. It is better to hurt your body than to be sad."
"You're such an interesting person to talk about. I've only heard of people suffering from internal injuries. How can I be so sad?" The girl giggled, her voice as sweet as a silver bell.
Of course, there is nothing funny about what Li Li said, but if these words were said by a very handsome young man, many beautiful girls would smile.
"Junior sister."
The young man who had been watching the competition between the masters in the field frowned. He looked at the smile on his junior sister's face, then looked at Mo Li, and found that the other party was dressed in black and didn't even have a sword. His eyes couldn't help but flash.
There was a hint of disdain.
He took off the long sword from his waist and put it on the table, and said: "May I ask your name? I am Liu Tang of the Divine Sword Sect. This is my junior sister Zheng Waner. The younger sister was rude for a moment and made the two of you laugh."
"Excalibur Sect?" Li Li raised his eyebrows.
Liu Tang saw the other party's surprise, and couldn't help showing a bit of pride on his face, and said: "Yes, it is the Divine Sword Sect."
The Divine Sword Sect is a powerful sect in Guanzhong. It can be said that apart from the Huashan Sect, it is also the leading force in Guanzhong. Although there are still many Divine Sword Sects behind the Huashan Sect, it is still enough for ordinary people.
People in the world were in awe, no wonder this young man was proud of his sect.
However, in Mr. Jin's world, any sect or nickname with such a high-quality name is usually a sidekick, and Mo Li has naturally never heard of it.
But everyone was carrying the sedan chair, and seeing that this young man was very proud of his sect, Mo Li could only agree: "It turns out he is a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. He has admired his name for a long time, and has admired his name for a long time."
"May I ask your name and what important business you have come to Guanzhong?" Liu Tang looked like a master and actually questioned Li Li.
In his eyes, a young man like Mo Li who didn't even have a sword when he went out must have spent all his money just to buy a black suit. How could such a person be a disciple of a famous family?
Naturally, Mo Li would not argue with this young man. He cupped his hands towards the two of them and said, "I, Mo Li, have met two friends."
"Mo Li! You are Mo Li! You have the same name as the Sword God!" the girl shouted excitedly.
Mo Li said seriously: "I am that Mo Li, the Sword God Mo Li."
Liu Tang suddenly smiled. He pointed at Mo Li and said, "Brother Mo, do you want to say that you are still from the Wudang sect and are a third-generation disciple of Wudang?"
"That's natural, my master Song Yuanqiao." Mo Li said sincerely.
Liu Tang's laughter became louder. He held his stomach, as if he had heard a very funny joke. After a while, he regained his composure and gasped: "Brother Mo, don't dream, you don't even have a handle."
I can’t even afford a sword, but I still want to be a swordsman. If you were the swordsman Mo Li, I would be Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang Sect!”
Zheng Waner also frowned slightly and said, "Brother Mo, please stop joking."
"I am really Mo Li, but after killing Yang Xiao, my sword was returned to others before I had time to buy it." Mo Li explained again.
Liu Tang smiled again, but this time the smile was full of sarcasm. He said: "Aren't you crazy? Can you give the Sword God's sword to others? Also, your sixth uncle is an alcoholic, and you are a madman, a madman.
It really suits a drunkard."
Zheng Waner looked at Mo Li's delicate face and couldn't help but secretly sigh in her heart. This young man is quite good-looking, but his brain is not very good. There are many people in black clothes in the world, but after all, there is only one Sword God.
Li Qiye smiled nonchalantly and didn't get angry.
At this time, the duel in the field has reached its most intense moment, but Xi Huazi and Ye Changqing's sword lights are getting faster and faster, so fast that people can no longer see the swords clearly, and can only see the shadows of the swords.
!
Everyone in the hall couldn't help but exclaimed, their eyes were attracted by the wonderful battle in the field. The two brothers and sisters of the Divine Sword Sect were already showing their splendor, with admiration on their faces.
The swordsmanship of the Kunlun School and the swordsmanship of the Qinghai School are both superior martial arts. To ordinary Jianghu people, martial arts masters like Xi Huazi and Ye Changqing are already considered great figures. They naturally watch it with gusto, but for Mo Mo
From a distance perspective, it's a bit boring.
Although the sword light in the field was sharp and the sword shadows were heavy, in Mo Li's eyes, it was like a child dancing with a sword, full of loopholes and flaws. Naturally, he was not interested in watching it, so he poured himself a cup of tea and returned it.
Yawned lazily.
When Liu Tang saw his appearance, he just thought that he couldn't understand the fight on the field and wanted to make him look embarrassed. Then he smiled and asked: "Brother Mo, I wonder how you think the swordsmanship of these two people is?"
"They are all pretty good. Xihuazi from the Kunlun sect is slightly better." Li Li replied.
Liu Tang looked at the field and saw that the situation had changed at this time. Ye Changqing's sword light was faster and he attacked with a series of moves, suppressing Xihuazi until he was almost unable to move. He had a huge advantage!
He was even more disdainful towards Mo Li and said, "Brother Mo, do you dare to bet with me? I bet that Master Ye will win within thirty moves!"
"It's interesting to bet. What do you want to bet on?" Li Li said with a smile.
"If I win, I will ask you to wear black clothes. Black clothes are extremely valuable in this city now." Liu Tang said with a joking expression.
"Brother!"
When Zheng Waner heard what her senior brother said, she couldn't help showing a look of unbearability. How could she not see that her senior brother wanted to humiliate this young man who was pretending to be Mo Li?
"Wan'er, don't persuade me. Brother Mo hasn't promised me yet. Is the mighty swordsman afraid?" Liu Tang said in a provocative tone.
"Just bet."
Li Qiye shook his head in a funny way. He looked at the situation on the field and said with a smile: "I bet you that with this sword, Xi Huazi will win within three moves!"
Liu Tang raised his eyebrows. Ye Changqing's sword light in the middle of the field had already forced Xihuazi into a corner. He could only defend, how could he attack?!
Within three moves, I'm afraid Xi Huazi will be defeated!
Just as this thought flashed across his mind, he saw a sudden change on the field!
I saw Xi Huazi, who was originally shrinking in a corner, return to guard for two moves, and then suddenly extended a sword!
This sword was swift and sharp, with a rainbow-like momentum, just in time for Ye Changqing to launch his killing moves, just when the old force was gone, but the new force had not yet caught up!
It turned out that Xihuazi had fought several battles in a row and was out of energy. He deliberately showed his weakness to the enemy, used defense instead of attack, and paralyzed the opponent. What he was waiting for was this sudden sword strike!
Ye Changqing's expression remained unchanged. He returned to guard with his long sword, only to hear a soft 'ding' sound. The long sword he hurriedly returned to guard was swung away by Xi Huazi, and like a rainbow sword light, it suddenly stopped on Ye Changqing's neck.
The victory has been decided!
"Accept it!" Xihuazi said with a smile.
Ye Changqing's face was ashen, with a look of despair.
The two brothers and sisters from the Divine Sword Sect were filled with astonishment. Seeing the changes in the situation, thinking about what Mo Li had just said, they couldn't help but open their mouths in shock and were stunned!