Infinite Heroes Seat

"Boy, if you are to blame, you can blame your bad life, the overlord, don't blame me!"

Yu Guanghao shook the long sword in his hand and pierced it towards Mo Wen's chest.

But the next moment, his face was stiff, and his long sword with ten successful strengths stuck in Mo Wen's chest, but he couldn't get in.

"That's what I want to say, Yin Cao Jifu, don't blame me!"

In the dark night, Mo Wen's eyes opened suddenly, and his bright eyes were like stars.

The white light on his hand has disappeared, and the red gas on his face has also dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You, are you a man or a ghost!"

Yu Guanghao desperately stabbed the long sword in his hand, but it seemed as if it had been pierced into an iron plate. He couldn't make any further progress. He could only pull the sword back, retreat, and came to Junior Sister Ge's side. Be alert.

"Me? Of course I am a human!"

Seeing the trace of blood oozing out of his white shirt, Mo Wen just sighed, whether it is an authentic iron cloth shirt. Although the barbarian's skills can be used, the effect is not satisfactory. Even a third-rate Yu Guanghao has a sword. Unstoppable.

Although the situation just now seemed simple, it was actually extremely dangerous to Mo Wen. He can't give up the treasure to transform the reckless clam, or the interrupted process will start again. He will never hold on to that time when he is very poisonous, and if Yu Guanghao's sword is stuck in his throat or It was the eyes, which could kill him, after all, his iron shirt was just a look now.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen's eyes were full of coldness.

"But you will soon become ghosts!"

Mo Wen rushed towards the two of them as soon as the figure flashed.

"Don't be ashamed of talking!" He straightened his scalp. Yu Guanghao stabbed with a sword.

But Mo Wen just turned his feet, and his body strayed, letting Yu Guanghao and that sister Ge's long sword pass. Then he punched Yu Guanghao in the chest.

There was no move, just an ordinary long punch, but with that deep skill, Guanghao's breastbone was instantly beaten to pieces, and the whole person vomited a mouthful of blood and flew out.

Then he looked at the sister Ge who stopped at the same place with a smile.

Seeing this, Junior Sister Ge narrowed her eyes and groaned secretly in her heart. What kind of a young man who is not good at martial arts is this. Obviously he was an old monster with extremely high martial arts, but it was just a move that solved the problem of Senior Brother Yu who was not in his own Kung Fu.

At the moment, he had no choice but to take back the long sword in his hand. "This, this prince, it was just now that I was wrong. For a while, I was obsessed with greed. Please see for the sake of not making a big mistake. Forgive me both!"

Mo Wen hesitated. It’s not that I really wanted to let them go, but in the original book it was these two people who forced Duan Yuluoya to achieve that adventure, and in order to get the Six-Mai Excalibur from Duan Yu's hands in the future, it was hard to hear The first two paintings of Beiming Divine Art even took Ling Bo Weibu left in Langhuan Fudi. If they were killed, would it have any impact?

However, after thinking about it, Mo Wen's murderous intent was great again. Since he wanted to create his own practice in the future, the Six-Medition Divine Sword was naturally a blessing for me. Lost my life. How can a murderous enemy be abandoned because of a martial arts. A mere six-channel magic sword is not enough!

Then I saw Mo Wen smiled and said to Junior Sister Ge: "That's good, you didn't get much done, and you have said something for me, so I decided to—"

Junior sister Ge was overjoyed when she heard the words, only to let her go.

But the next moment, a flower in front of her had already lost Mo Wen's trace.

"So, I decided to make your death easier!"

Severe pain came from Ge Junior's forehead, the last scene in her eyes was a jade-like white hand.

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Suzhou City, it is the weather in March at this time, the apricot blossoms folder path, the green willow lake, the warm spring breeze blowing on the body, really drunk.

At the gate of the bustling city, I don’t know when a carriage came. The two tall horses that led the carriage were all pure white. Just looking at the shiny fur, they knew they were first-class steeds. At this time, they were used to pull. The coachman who was sitting in the front of the car and driving the horse was also wearing silk and satin. The whip in his hand whipped the two horses without hesitation, making the horse lovers on the side feel distressed.

And the carriage is even more gorgeous and unusual. The sandalwood carriage is painted with a light gold paint, and it is also inlaid with gold and silver woven ornaments. There is a faint sandalwood radiating from the carriage, only this A carriage is estimated to be no less than a hundred taels of gold.

Pedestrians who saw the carriage on the road evaded one after another, for fear that there would be any collision, and they would not be able to pay for it if it was sold.

Many people next to him also started talking about who was in this car, who could have such a battle, maybe it was the emperor.

The carriage drove slowly into the city of Suzhou, and stopped at the best Yuelai restaurant in the city. The coachman opened the door and whispered: "My son, the best restaurant in Suzhou city is here."

"Really?" A slightly naive voice rang. Although the sound was not loud, it had an aura that had been on the top for a long time.

On the carriage, a jade-like young man walked down, about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in an expensive silk dress, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and a folding fan in his hand.

"I hope this Yuelai restaurant will not let me down. The restaurants along the way are really a bit too much for my son to swallow!"

With a somewhat mocking tone, the young man walked into the restaurant.

The second person in the shop is also a person with eyesight. Seeing the battle of the carriage outside, you will know that a great person has come. It is either rich or expensive, and without ordering, he led the person to the best position, facing the window of the lake. .

"My son, what would you like to order? Our store's rock sugar lotus soup, biscuit and shrimp, but the nearby famous dishes, and..."

A piece of broken gold interrupted Xiao Er's verbosity.

The young man said impatiently: "Bring your best meals, don't talk nonsense!"

Xiao Er from the shop was taken aback, but seeing the broken gold in his hand was a joy. Anyone who rewards with silver these years can be called generous, and this one actually rewarded with gold. No nonsense immediately, and rushed to serve the dishes.

While looking at the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake outside the window, the young man said to the coachman who followed him, "Go, find a few to find out where Yanziwu is, and there is a big family named Murong in the city."

"Yes, master!" The coachman responded and went downstairs.

And the young son was waiting for the wine and food, while leisurely admiring the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake outside the window.

"Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, please refer to, Nan Murong, don't let me down!" Looking at the scenery outside the window, the young man was not at peace, because he came to Gusu Murong's house this time because he had a big plan and he didn't have much in his heart. Sub-control is just a try.

This young man was no one else, but Mo Wen came from Wuliang Mountain in Dali.

After killing Yu Guanghao and the younger sister Ge personally that day, Mo Wen also discovered that although he had achieved a small amount of internal power, he still couldn’t get his hands on his hands and feet. He just relied on his profound skills and Ling Bo's microsteps. The magic can kill the enemy in one shot.

Although the enthusiasm of the Paladin and the heavy blow of the barbarian can be used, the two are more inclined to be a kind of force technique, increasing their speed and strength, rather than some subtle moves.

But to practice martial arts skills, it is not difficult for Mo Wen, easy and not easy.

At his current level, if he wants to learn some ordinary kung fu, any school he joins will be cultivated as a descendant. You can't learn any kung fu, but if you want to learn all ~ www.wuxiamtl.com~ learn the master kung fu, It's not so easy.

Mo Wen thought about going there, but only felt that there were three places that could meet his conditions.

Shaolin Temple, Shishui Pavilion and Langhuan Yudong.

Needless to say the first one, the seventy-two stunts are all first-class martial arts, and the Yi Jin Jing of the Zhensi Temple is a must-see.

And the second one is the place where the Murong family’s Tibetan martial arts is. Although the name of repaying the body by the way of the other is mostly based on the slogan of fighting to transfer the stars, there are still many doors in the Shishui Pavilion. Martial arts classics of various factions.

The last one is the collection of Xiaoyao School Wuyazi and Li Qiushui, which was moved by their daughter Li Qingluo.

In fact, the easiest thing to say about the three is Langhuan Yudong, a group of old and weak women and children, it doesn't matter if Mo Wen directly kills them.

But in the end, Mo Wen still chose the Murong family to return to Shi Shui Pavilion. Without it, this time he not only wanted to improve his strength, but also wanted to accept two subordinates.

Murong Fu and Murong Bo will be two good dogs! (To be continued...)