Infinite Heroes Seat

In front of everyone, I saw it in general and said: "Master Kongzhi, I advise you to be aware of the times, otherwise you will not be pleased today! It is an honor for the Lord to see you!"

Hearing this, Kongzhi flushed with anger, and could no longer take care of the clean rules of his family, and yelled: "Xian Yu Tongwei, you are the head of a famous family, so greedy for life and fear of death, you really lost your Huashan faction. You have forgotten your ancestors of the Huashan School. I will see how you will face your Huashan school's ancestors!"

"Patriarchs of the past?"

Xian Yu Tong snorted disdainfully, his Huashan school ancestors lived like dogs in front of that person. He is pretty good now, not to mention those ancestors from 36 islands and 72 holes. At least unlike the founder of the school, in order to get a little bit; to build a named gang, just cried for three days and three nights outside the Lingjiu Palace, and when he saw a palace lady, he cheered and asked his sister to please her.

Naturally, these words cannot be said outside. Only Xian Yutong shouted with a righteous expression: "My lord sees Yuan Ting's cruelty and suffering, and decides to fight against Yuan, and he is short of manpower before he comes to you. This is righteous, don't you. I don't know how to promote, but the people of Li are in the water and fire!'

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar both from the Four Martial Arts and Mingjiao. Yuan Ting’s brutality was obvious to all. If it was really because of the army, they would not be unable to help. Many people in the crowd would be moved by it. sè, after all, judging from the current situation, they may not be able to please, and it is not bad to have a way out of reconciliation.

Kongzhi sees this because the secret path is not good. If they continue like this, they will lose before they fight. They immediately shouted: "Don’t believe them! The people in the Lingji Palace are very tricky. I think the evil respected wants to be himself. The emperor, only incited everyone to make trouble, he didn't care about the life and death of those people at all!'

Hearing this, the people in the crowd who were really anti-yuan hesitated, while more people didn't care about it. After all, they didn't really care who would be the emperor in the future, they just wanted to get rid of the current situation first.

"Kongzhi, you fart! My family respects the Lord with one heart for the country, how can it be—"

Xian Yutong was suddenly anxious. This was a great opportunity for performance. If he missed it, it would be difficult to get the Lord's appreciation.

"Xian Yutong-shut up!"

Suddenly someone behind Kongzhi scolded him. Xian Yutong was taken aback, and then he wanted to yell at him. When he talked to Kongzhi, there was no room for others to intervene, but after seeing who it was, he hurriedly swallowed his forehead. It's sweat.

On the other side, listening to that humiliation, Kongzhi only felt a bitter cold behind him. With his martial arts, he didn't know when someone appeared behind him. Only one person in the field can do this, without looking back. The stick slammed backwards, but unfortunately there was no force on the tentacles, and then the back of the neck felt tight, and the whole person flew up like clouds and fog.

The martial arts people at the scene realized that a figure stood behind Master Kongzhi at some unknown time. After berating Xian Yutong, that person lifted Master Kongzhi up like a white line in the crowd. Shuttle from left to right in the middle, like a live fish, rushed out in the blink of an eye, standing in front of the people in the ** palace.

In front of the crowd, Mo Wen squeezed Kongzhi's neck bone to pieces with a strong hand, and threw the corpse aside with a flick of his hand.

"An old monk, would he stand in the crowd as if I couldn't kill you? How dare to fight me?"

Looking at Xian Yutong lightly, Mo Wen looked at the martial arts people in front of him, and said coldly. : "Where are those nonsense with them!"

"There is only one sentence-if you don't drop, you will die!"

The cold words pierced the hearts of those martial arts people like a sharp knife. Under the eyes of everyone, this person rushed in as if he had entered the realm of no one, grabbed the master Kongzhi, and retired calmly. This martial arts Who can do it? I'm afraid that even Zhang Sanfeng of the Taishan Beidou Wudang Sect in the martial arts can't do this.

Some martial artists began to waver, but more people scanned around trying to seize the road and flee.

And Lingjiu Palace's ownership has also improved its preparation, and a fight may start at any time.

But at this moment of tension, the crowd of the four major factions suddenly uttered two shouts.

"Sister Zhiruo, neither your master nor that evil venerable person are good people. Come here quickly. Today I will fight to protect you and rush out!"

"Yes, Junior Sister Zhiruo, this matter has nothing to do with you, you still have time to look back!"

Although it was the most tense moment, everyone couldn't help looking at the crowd, but it turned out to be Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu of Wudang School.

I saw Zhang Wuji's worries, looking at Zhou Zhiruo standing behind Mo Wen, and shouted: "Sister Zhiruo, just now the master said that Xiaoyao Xie Zun is not a good person. He has done many times to curse the martial arts, kill the faction, and do everything. Don’t be fooled by him and your master!” In his eyes, Zhou Zhiruo was still the gentle and kind little girl when she was young. People are in a group.

And beside him, Song Qingshu also looked at Zhou Zhiruo obsessively, and also persuaded him, obviously still having some bad thoughts.

Seeing the two people look like this, the crowd couldn't help but chuckle. Song Yuanqiao next to them blushed, and he pulled them over with one hand. Now anyone with a discerning eye can see that the ** Palace and Lingjiu Palace were originally. It's a group of people. Zhou Zhiruo is the top master of the Imperial Palace, and martial arts is still in charge. Would she not know the situation in Lingjiu Palace? Some sects that have been handed down for a long time saw that Zhou Zhiruo had such martial arts at a young age, and then contacted the rumors about Lingjiu Palace, and immediately understood the relationship. The poor two stupid boys still did not understand.

Mo Wen smiled as he listened, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he held Zhou Zhiruo behind him in his arms, and asked softly in her ear: "Why? Know them both?"

Being held in front of so many people by Mo Wen, Zhou Zhiruo's face blushed, and she glanced at the two people who were flushed over there, and whispered: "One was a benefactor who was kind to me when I was young. People, the other doesn’t know."

Although Zhou Zhiruo's voice was not loud, but who was not a person with ears and eyes, Zhang Wuji's face suddenly became extremely ugly. Seeing Mo Wen's arm that was holding Zhou Zhiruo, a burst of anger spurted out, and Song Qingshu beside him was a face. sè pale~www.wuxiamtl.com~ he unconsciously shook the long sword at his waist.

"Is that so?" Mo Wen looked at the two people playfully, "The so-called benefactor will spare him his life, and the one who doesn't know will be killed!"

"Really? Thanks to the Lord!" Zhou Zhiruo's eyes flashed a hint of joy. After all, Zhang Wuji's parents had a life-saving grace for her, and she didn't want the other party to have trouble.

"What kind of lord, shouldn't it be called the husband?" Mo Wen didn't care, and humorously raised Zhou Zhiruo's chin, making her face even more blushing.

"I killed you ān couple!"

In the crowd, Song Qingshu couldn't stand it anymore, so he drew his sword and rushed towards the two of them.

This action is like a fuse that ignites gunpowder, causing the entire Guangmingding fryer. Some people took the opportunity to rush outside, some followed Song Qingshu towards Mo Wen, and the members of the Imperial Palace and the Huashan faction hugged each other. Tuan firmly guarded the way out up and down the mountain.

Looking at the few people who rushed towards him, Mo Wen just let out a low drink.

"Looking for death!" (To be continued.)