Infinite Heroes Seat

Peach Blossom Island, the night is quiet, and the hustle and bustle of the day has passed. Under the auspices of Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi, Mo Wen is already engaged to Huang Rong. Huang Rong has a happy smile on his face, and has never stopped since then. .

Under the moonlight, Mo Wen was sitting in the pavilion with a jug of wine, drinking alone. Unlike the cordial smile on his face during the day, his eyes were exceptionally deep at this time.

While drinking, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"You came?"

Seeing the opponent appear, Mo Wen was not surprised, just asked indifferently.

Yaoshi Huang looked at the young man in front of him, with extremely complicated eyes.

Back then, he watched this young man beat Wang Chongyang to death with his own eyes, and he would never forget the last glance before he left. Thanks to this gift, he has worked hard for so many years, and even incorporated the inspiration from that glance into his own practice, making the originally mysterious Fifth Turn of the Qi Men more damaging abilities, and thus powerful. Zeng, it can be said that the young man in front of him has always been his target, but he never thought that now the two would meet again in this relationship. At this time, Huang Yaoshi's heart was complicated and insufficient to be humane.

"who are you?"

There was a short silence.

Mo Wen smiled softly, "The evil vener of the Xiaoyao Sect, the palace lord of Misty Peak, the old monster who has lived for a hundred years,-are you satisfied with this answer?"

Now there is no one in this world who can threaten Mo Wen, he naturally has less scruples, and speaks a lot more casually.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Although there had been speculations in his heart, after hearing Mo Wen's admission, Huang Yaoshi was still surprised. Looking at Mo Wen's seventeen or eighteen-year-old face, he muttered: "So martial arts can really reach such a state?"

Mo Wen shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with martial arts, it's just a different physique. My time has been fixed forever in the year when I was eighteen. You can't do it anyway."

Yaoshi Huang frowned, and did not argue with Mo Wen on this topic, but fixed his eyes on Mo Wen.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"what?"

Mo Wen chuckles, and glances up and down at Huang Yaoshi, his tone is not respectful during the day, teasing: "Do you think there is anything worthy of my advice on you. Just your martial arts? It's not bragging, I don't have to waste you. The second trick!"

Since Huang Rong isn't by his side, he doesn't have to behave well. And he believed that for Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi would never say anything.

"you!--"

Although he knew that what the other party was saying was the truth, Huang Yaoshi still had an angry expression on his face.

But Mo Wen thought about it and explained that the other party was his father-in-law.

"There is only one purpose. That is to make Rong'er fall in love with me. Love can't do without me!"

"What kind of purpose is this?" Huang Yaoshi was still a bit dissatisfied after hearing this statement, but seeing that Mo Wen didn't explain the meaning, and knew that he couldn't ask the result, he had to put aside his cruel words: "Even if your martial arts is the best in the world. , If you dare to bully Rong'er, my Huang Yaoshi will never agree!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh! I see, it's too late for me to hurt Rong'er, why would I bully her?"

Mo Wen didn't take Huang Yaoshi's words to heart at all. Instead, he leaned lazily on the pillars of the pavilion, followed by moonlight. Instead, he looked in the other direction, and a person's noise could be faintly heard from that direction.

"Do you want me to help you get rid of that noisy guy?" Mo Wen looked at Huang Yaoshi.

Yaoshi Huang frowned and walked away.

"it's up to you!"

"That's it!" Mo Wen scratched his head, looked in that direction, and decided to wait a few more days.

Xi Du, Zhong Naughty, Quan Zhen Qi Zi, if they all add up, maybe they can make themselves move?

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Three months later, on the coast of Taohua Island, two large ships were docking and a group of people on the shore were facing each other.

On one side are seven middle-aged Taoist priests, male and female. In addition, there are three elderly men. One is wearing Western costumes and holding a snake stick, the other is in tattered clothes and can't see his face, and there is a white beard. The old man, wearing a Huang Ge blouse, looked exactly like Qiu Qianzhang that day he saw in Taihu Lake, but he gave him more power out of thin air.

On the other side, there was a boy in white, grinning, tilted his head, and didn't put the other person in his eyes at all.

Then I saw one of the Taoist priests walking out with a whisk in his hand and a sword on his back. This man has a very weird attire, with three updos on his head, standing tall, and a gentle bow to Mo Wen.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, Xiezun, I have not seen you for more than 20 years. Looking at your Excellency as before, the poor Dao is even relieved."

Mo Wen smiled and breathed.

"Relaxed? I think you are eager for me to die! Ma Yu, how did you cultivate so hypocritically? I really can't figure out why Wang Chongyang would pass the position to you?"

Qiu Chuji came out behind Ma Yu, pointing at Mo Wen and said, "Brother Ma, you are still alive in the world, so we have a chance to avenge our mentor, so I feel relieved, don't think about it!"

"Oh?"

Mo Wen looked at them up and down, curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "Just rely on a few rotten green onions of you? Let's practice for a few hundred years!"

"You! ——" Qiu Chuji was furious. He drew his sword and wanted to kill him, but was stopped by Ma Yu.

"Junior brother, don't have to fight for words, Bu Tiangang Beidou formation!"

I saw the Quanzhen Seven Sons each stood in a position, exactly in the shape of the Big Dipper. After standing still, the seven players connected, and the momentum has more than doubled.

And the old man with torn clothes on the other side also shouted, "Although you let the old naughty boy out, but the old naughty boy doesn't accept your affection. You killed my brother with the palm of the hand. Today, the old naughty boy still has to teach you a lesson. !"

After speaking, he hit Mo Wen with a punch, and the momentum is no longer under Xi Du and Dong Xie.

In this world, after the Duan clan of Dali has been smashed by Mo Wen, there is no Southern Emperor Duan, let alone Ying Aunt. Therefore, the old naughty boy is still a boy, and Wang Chongyang's skills have been learned by him. Seven or eighty-eight, even Huang Yaoshi didn't dare to say that he would win him, only relying on the peach blossom formation on the island to trap him, so he was arguing and disturbed all day.

Huang Rong saw that the old naughty boy was pitiful and let him out that day. As a result, the old guy started messing around. He demolished most of the property on the island before being forced to go back by Huang Yaoshi. Therefore Huang Yaoshi made a big fire. Then there was the scene of Huang Rong leaving.

I saw this punch of the old naughty boy, if the punch was strong, the soft belt was tough, the punch was weak, the body was soft as a worm, and the punch was muddled, but it was still powerful.

It should be the so-called Kongming Boxing, Mo Wen thought in his heart that seeing it was also a whim, and he didn't rely on deep internal strength to bully people. The Tianshan Zhuangmei hand was transported, and the virtual reality and the old naughty boy would be attracted.

Thirty rounds later, Mo Wen saw the flaw, grabbed the old naughty boy's wrist like lightning with his right hand, and then twisted the old naughty boy abruptly to dislocate.

"Ah!" The old naughty boy just screamed, gave Mo Wen a palm, and retreated back with strength.

"Uncle Protector!"

When the Seventh Son of Quanzhen saw this, he shouted and moved in unison. The entire formation ran over and guarded the old naughty boy behind ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ with a sword in his hand and went straight to Unheard.

For a while, Mo Wen was surrounded by a sword formation, with long swords on the front, back, left, and right, shrouding them like a rain curtain, Senhan's sword light reflected Mo Wen's face pale.

Seeing the situation, I didn’t rush to use Lingbo's microsteps, walking back and forth in the sword formation like catkins. I saw the long swords of the Seven Realms were fierce and weak, and the combined strikes were exceptionally delicate, but they moved left and right with the pace. , His body swayed back and forth, but for a time all the long swords could not occupy the corners of his clothes.

On this day, the Gang Beidou Formation was the most excellent Xuanmen Kungfu in Quanzhen Sect. Wang Chongyang had spent countless efforts on this formation. When the enemy comes to attack, the person who bears the brunt of the front does not have to fight hard, but is counterattacked from the side by the gangsters. It is like a person with several martial arts, and it is indeed impossible to counterattack.

It's a pity that Mo Wen Shen's skill is too outstanding. The Seventh Quan Zhen Zi encircled and suppressed several times, but he calmly avoided it. On the contrary, the big array was a little messed up by Mo Wen.

After a while, I heard that the Quanzhen Seven Sons routine had been used, and there was no playability, and he slapped Qiu Chuji, who occupied the position of heaven. (To be continued...)

ps: Thanks for the reward of .