Infinite Heroes Seat

Three days later, Luoyang’s most prosperous Tongqu Avenue was as quiet as a ghost, with no pedestrians in sight. All the shops and buildings had their doors and windows closed, except for the wind lanterns under the eaves that illuminate the long street obliquely.

Luoshui flows thousands of steps away on the left. The majestic and majestic Tianjin Qiaoxiong spans it and connects to the first street of Luoyang, which is a hundred steps wide and more than eight miles long, lined with trees on both sides.

On the bridge, a slender and graceful woman stood on the top of the bridge with her hands up and down, leaning on a railing and overlooking Luoshui where she went down and went down the bridge.

This is a beautiful woman.

Facing the night breeze sent from Luoshui, a light blue long skirt was blowing in the wind, which was endlessly leisurely and elegant, overlooking the clear stream, calmly and calmly. The Banyu Mingyue is just embedded in the night sky where her face is facing, bathing her in the gentle moonlight, the aura of Zhongtiandi is born, and the beautiful contours of the undulating mountains like a mountain are particularly conspicuous under the moonlight. .

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and it is naturally decorated. It is very natural, without a trace of natural beauty, making her like a beautiful goddess in Luoshui.

Even at the core of this prosperous city, her ‘coming’ has transformed everything into a victorious place of spiritual rain in the empty mountains, which is as real as illusion, and extremely moving.

Then the goddess spoke gently.

"Master Mo, the time has come, please see you again!"

The voice was soft and pleasant, like a fairy sound.

"I'm here!"

A somewhat indifferent voice.

In the restaurant closest to the bridge, a white-clothed boy was lying on his back on the roof, drinking wine with a hip flask in one hand, and tossing a white jade seal in the other.

The star-like eyes were facing the moonlight, as if the entire starry sky was reflected in it.

"Why did you change your skirt today?"

Mo Wen drank wine to himself. Asked in an indifferent tone.

Shi Feixuan's body stiffened slightly, and then he said nonchalantly: "Master Mo, don't you think you owe Feixuan an explanation?"

Mo Wen asked indifferently, "What's the explanation?"

His eyes were still fixed on the bright moon in the sky. He didn't mean to look at Shi Feixuan at all.

"The lives of more than two hundred monks in Jingnian Temple. After the death of Master Kong, Lord Mo will not give Concubine an explanation?"

Mo Wen sat up for the first time and leaned over to look at the beauty on the bridge.

He tilted his mind and said playfully: "I want to play with Chobi. If they don't give it, I will kill them. Do you think this explanation is acceptable?"

"You! ——" Even if Shi Feixuan's cultivation that is not close to the world's fireworks, she was trembling with anger at this time, but she finally calmed down.

"I killed them!" Shi Fei Xuan said with a wry smile. Unspeakable pain in the eyes.

"Yes!" Mo Wen took a sip of his drink and said mercilessly.

"If it weren't for your so-called Choming Lord, those bald donkeys don't have to die!" Mo Wen mocked mercilessly: "Since you have participated in this game of dominance, you should have this self-consciousness in Buddhism. A high-pitched face. Who do you show it to? What happened that day is a lesson. Don’t cultivate a Buddha for a few days. You will really treat yourself as a Buddha. If you anger others, you will die. Choose the Lord, and the Lord still needs you to choose?”

Shi Feixuan shook her head, "I am not waiting for the Buddhist disciples to be high, but I just want to do something for the people of the world. End this as soon as possible—"

Mo Wen interrupted her impatiently, tossing He Choi up and down.

"Do you want to take it back?"

Shi Feixuan sighed softly. How she didn't want to get He Choi back, but the current situation was extremely unfavorable for her.

The first battle of Jingnian Temple was a devastating blow to the prestige of Buddhism. More than two hundred monks and soldiers, four King Kong, and a master who was not inferior to the grand master died in battle. He Choi was robbed. Buddhism has lost its veil of lofty mystery. The group of heroes suddenly discovered that these Buddhist monks were not that terrible. As long as the martial arts were high enough, it might not be difficult to clean them up.

In this situation, Shi Feixuan really didn’t want to conflict with a top expert like Mo Wen. At this time, she would rather Mo Wen rob He's Bi and just run away than see him blatantly facing He's Bi. Take it out, because she knew that once the two sides fought, Mo Wen could at least bring one or two masters of the same level to the funeral, and they couldn't pay for this kind of loss now.

But it’s even worse if you can’t get Hechobi back. I can’t hear this kind of clear provocation. If they don’t accept it, their prestige will be even more lost. When people in the rivers and lakes talk about Buddhism, they will definitely say, ah, that’s the one who bullies the soft and fears hardship. Robber, the Buddhism who dare not respond when people are killed, this is definitely a great blow to Li Shimin, who they support. Originally, Li Shimin’s situation in the Li family was a bit bad, if it weren’t for his fame and military merits. There, his father and brother had been pulled off the horse a long time ago, and without these, let alone unite the world, it would be nice if he could save his life!

Shi Feixuan looked at Mo Wen, and slowly asked, "Master Mo is a member of the Demon Sect?"

"no!"

Shi Feixuan’s eyes looked particularly bright in the moonlight. At this time, her figure seemed a little thin in the breeze, and her pitiful appearance made her heartbreak. I really don’t know any man who can hurt her with cruel heart. heart of.

"Then why is the son embarrassed with me Buddhism everywhere?"

In the dark night, there are definitely a lot of masters gathered at Tianjin Bridge. Looking at Shi Feixuan's miserable look, I don't know how many people gritted their teeth with hatred, and wanted to chop this bastard.

But Mo Wen smiled.

"I am embarrassed by your Buddhism? It is the Buddhism that is embarrassing me. Since you have chosen to support Li Yuan's second son, how can I not deal with you for the sake of the world?"

As soon as Mo Wen said this, the surrounding atmosphere changed. The faces of those masters who were a little angry just now when Mo Wen bullied Shi Feixuan changed slightly, and there was a faint resonance in their hearts. After all, there is only one candidate chosen by Buddhism, and they are all. The unsuccessful person.

Shi Feixuan seemed to be aware of the changes, and said: "It's not that Feixuan didn't choose the son, but the son is really not the king who governs the country. Swordsmen can win the world, but they can't rule the sky -"

"Shut up!"

Mo Wen buttoned his ears angrily, "Unless you can tell that everyone in the world supports your point of view. Otherwise, don't bring up these nonsense in front of me. I'm still saying that, if you speak as a woman These. I can still play with you, but with the righteous leader and the descendant of Buddhism speaking about this matter, you know what a **** even the emperor has never done before!"

Mo Wen had really been an emperor. Although he was not very good, he was hardly a tyrant.

Listening to Mo Wen's rude remarks, the various forces reacted differently. The heart that was close to Buddhism was secretly angry, but it was more of a kind of gloating, watching the fairy fall into the mortal world. Most people have a sense of destruction.

In a small house near Tianjin Bridge, Xu Ziling looked at Shi Feixuan’s weak body and felt a little distressed, while Kou Zhong beside him was smiling. In the inside. Because of the influence of the teacher. Shi Feixuan never thought that someone from his background could govern the world well.

Mo Wen suddenly stood up, tossing Fang Yuxi up and down, and finally sneered: "Today I brought He's Bi. If you want to take it back, you can do it yourself!"

"Ning Daoqi, and the four bald donkeys, you still can't come out!"

The deafening roar resounded across the bridge.

Then, after hearing a long sigh, Ning Daoqi, who was wearing a Taoist uniform around the corner, walked out. He lacked a thumb on his right hand, and smiled bitterly: "If possible. The old man really doesn't want to see you again!"

Even so, he didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes, but looked at Mo Wen calmly.

Behind him stood four monks, each with a long breath, and the theory of internal strength alone was not inferior to Ning Daoqi by their side. They were all first-class masters.

And behind these four monks, there are several masters of Tiance Mansion, Pang Yu, Yuchi Jingde, Hong Fu Nu, Li Jing, and Changsun Wuji are among them.

Unlike in the original work, Li Shimin and his subordinates Li Jing and Ssangyong have friendship, so they did not make a move, and they were also a buddhist power. No one dared to compete. Sending people was just icing on the cake and offended people. How can Li Shimin’s shrewdness Doing this kind of stupid thing, and now at the battle of Jingnian Temple, Buddhism’s reputation has plummeted and is in need of support. Of course, Li Shimin is obliged to do so, and Mo Wen’s military talent is inferior to Kou Zhong in his mind, but he is also the leader of a party. Being able to solve him is also good for taking the world in the future, so the blood was lost.

"Tsk, the four great sacred monks are all here, this should be the treatment that the Evil King could only enjoy back then!" Looking at the group of disgusting masters, Mo Wen laughed without changing his face.

Then I saw one of the thin, black, gray monk robes stepping forward and suddenly said: "If the donor can return He Shibi, and stay in Lao Nun Temple for ten years, he will think about himself, Lao Nun The murder of more than two hundred lives that could lead the Jingnian Temple was written off!"

Hearing this, Mo Wen burst into laughter, and laughed so much that tears flowed out.

Then I saw him leaping down and standing on the bridge. With a flash of white light in his hand, a sword and a sword appeared in his hand.

"Jiaxiang bald donkey, you are not funny, eat Zhai Nian Buddha and make your mind foolish, it is not that you don't let me off today, it's that I don't let you off!"

"Stubborn!"

Jiaxiang shook his head, and then saw the four great sacred monks and Ning Daoqi slowly approaching, while the generals of the Tiance Mansion and Shi Feixuan were scattered and surrounded to prevent Mo Wen from escaping.

Although there is arguably the most luxurious lineup in the world, everyone has a serious expression. After all, what they have to face is a figure standing at the top of the world. If they let Mo Wen run away under a general idea, They can also be counted as a failure, and every force can't bear the consequences.

It's a pity that they all underestimated Mo Wen, he didn't even think about running away, but wanted to suppress everyone here in one fell swoop.

Luoyang was exceptionally quiet tonight, and there was an atmosphere of solemnity in the air. Both the people in the field and the spectators could feel the depression, and no one dared to speak out.

Gradually, there was a sudden wind.

"let's start!"

There was a smile at the corner of Mo Wen's mouth, and then he leaped up like an eagle in the air, towards one of the holy monks.

"court death!"

Emperor Huayanzong among the four sacred monks watched Mo Wen pounce at him with a sneer. Which one of the masters is not cautious when making moves. This kind of flying in mid-air can increase the lethality, but being in the air is easy to suffer. Attack, and once the opponent blocks the attack, the bottom plate is unstable and easy to fall into the wind. Therefore, in one-on-one, this move can also be regarded as a faint move, not to mention that Mo Wen now has more than one enemy.

Holding the stick tightly in his hand, Emperor Xin poured his body's true energy into it. I was going to give Mo Wen a color to look at, and the other people were also pushing towards Mo Wen's landing point, planning to encircle him as soon as he fell.

Everyone thought that Mo Wen was eager to solve his opponent and had no choice but to make a move. Only Ning Daoqi and Shi Feixuan felt wrong, the former fought against Mo Wen. Intuitively, he thought that Mo Wen would not make such a low-level mistake, and Shi Feixuan was practicing the Cihang Sword Classic, and he had reached a state of consonance. Vaguely aware of the impropriety.

Seeing Mo Wen, he was about to slide down, but at this moment, a dazzling electric light burst through the sky in the bright night sky, hitting straight down. Mo Wen's entire body shining with a sword and a sword in his hand at the same time. A high-voltage electric current rushed around the blade in the ten thousand rays of light, creaking on the sword.

"what!"

Hearing a loud roar from Mo Wen, the long blade in his hand held the electric light and slashed in the air. At the same time, a dazzling light burst from him, turning the entire Luoyang city into daylight.

"Not good!" The sting in the eyes made everyone lose the light for a moment, and they could no longer go to support the Emperor Xin, and suddenly lost the light. Anxiety and fear began to permeate everyone's hearts.

The lightning flashed down, only to hear a thunder thunder on the ground. Then there was the sound of falling into the water.

When people opened their blindfolded eyes, they were stunned by everything in front of them.

Mo Wen's sword slashed on the bridge, majestic and magnificent. The Tianjin Bridge with Tianhan Jinliang weather was cut off at the waist. There was a two-foot-long fracture in the middle, and there was also a knife mark more than ten meters long in the longitudinal direction.

Mo Wen knelt on the ground, and in front of him, the emperor heart saint monk had been divided into two with a man with a meditation stick, and the cross section of the wound had been burnt to charcoal.

Lightning beams and flashing techniques, combined with the magic that Mo Wen could release in a short time, made achievements by surprise, killing the emperor's holy monk in one fell swoop.

Standing up again, Mo Wen smiled and looked at the people around him.

"who is the next?"

The unknown is always the source of fear, cold and timid, everyone in the room stared at Mo Wen, and many people's eyes began to drift away, almost running away.

The atmosphere stiffened a little bit, and the morale of the besieging Mowen had fallen to the bottom.

No one spoke, because he was afraid that he would yell out as soon as he spoke.

Papa, crisp applause, everyone turned their heads, only to see the pale Shi Feixuan was there forcing her energy.

"It's really worthy of being a national teacher from an overseas gas trainer, but this kind of Taoism is something that I and other mortals can predict, but I am afraid that such Taoism will not be published in a short time, otherwise I will wait. I won't stand here anymore!"

What an amazing woman!

Mo Wen couldn't help but secretly commented in his heart that this is not a magical world after all. Although Mo Wen can use his understanding of the rules to perform some magic, the difficulty has risen geometrically, and the price is not high. The magic is not powerful. How useful and powerful it consumes a lot of energy. With Mo Wen’s mental power, I can’t guarantee that after releasing that powerful magic, I will not pass out. The two magics just now, Mo Wen took advantage of these people a little bit. It was prepared when they came up, and the power was just right, and it would not affect Mo Wen's state.

Now that the two parties are facing each other, he doesn't have the time and energy to release the magic, and it is very rare for Shi Feixuan to calm down and grasp this.

Sure enough, after listening to Shi Feixuan's words, the faces of several people began to improve. After all, they just needed a reason at this time, regardless of whether the reason was true or false.

But Mo Wen smiled at this.

"So what, do you think you can beat me in the current state?"

"not good!"

Ning Daoqi exclaimed, and saw Mo Wen rushing towards Master Jiaxiang like a whirlwind, stabbing with the sword in his hand, like lightning across the night sky.

Everyone had just been immersed in the shock caused by Mo Wen, and their reaction was slow for a while, only Ning Daoqi rushed to behind Mo Wen and shot.

Master Jiaxiang just lost his mind and couldn't dodge him, but after all, he is also a top warrior. Looking at Mo Wen's stabbing sword, his skinny right hand stretched out, and his body swayed from side to side. His right hand moved in front of his chest and his palm shape gradually changed. Bend his thumb outwards, and waited until his fingers stretched out against the stick, until the palm of his hand was pushed to the end, the thumb just pressed against the body of the sword that Mo Wen had attacked, and knocked the body of the sword into the air, but it was his housekeeper's skill. "One Finger Zen", every movement is slow and clear at a glance, but in fact the speed is dissatisfied.

But behind Ning Daoqi exclaimed: "Be careful!"

In the rush, Mo Wen suddenly turned around with the power of a finger zen, retracted the long sword, and the long sword in the other hand slashed out. The black light flashed, and the right hand extended by Jiaxiang on the opposite side was drawn into it. , Several fingers were cut off immediately, and blood was flowing.

Seeing Jiaxiang who was retreating backwards, Mo Wen didn't chase after him. Instead, he turned around and avoided Ning Daoqi's palm, then turned his head and rushed towards the two holy monks, wisdom and Daoxin.

"Ha! One missing finger, I wonder if Master Jiaxiang can still perform the'One Finger Zen'!"

Mo Wen laughed frantically ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and Ning Daoqi, who couldn't leave behind him, was slightly stiff, and he couldn't help but slow down a step.

The smile on Mo Wen's face was even thicker. Although he didn't directly scare these people out of fighting spirit, he still achieved the expected goal.

The reason why Mo Wen regards Emperor Xin as his first goal is because in the hands of the five masters, Ning Daoqi and the Four Great Sages, he is the only one who uses weapons. As long as he is dealt with, Mo, who has the advantage of swords. Smell can take a lot of advantage.

The facts were also as he expected, Master Jiaxiang was caught off guard, his finger was taken back a little slower than usual, and Mo Wen had his finger cut off.

Affected by this, Ning Daoqi, the highest martial artist behind Mo Wen, was even evoked with bad memories. His level was greatly lost, and his ability was less than 80%. , But when Mo Wen was magic and tragedy staged again, he had to be affected.

Relying on Ning Daoqi's hesitation, Mo Wen took the lead in rushing to the two holy monks Wisdom and Daoxin, raising the sword in his hand again. (To be continued...)

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