The wine and food are put on the table, the bowl is full of spirits, the man changes his clothes, but also with a bit of heroism, the body is strong, the face is dark, and then look at the woman's hands and feet are diligent, and she must be diligent in working on weekdays, so she is also happy, guarding the fields, and resting at sunrise and sunset every day, and her children are happy on their knees.

Life may be like that.

Pursue simplicity, not trapped by fame and fortune, not fought for interests, how can there always be a pair of evil eyes staring at the peace in front of you in the dark night.

The eyes of the man with the wooden sword on his back fell to the door from time to time, the clouds were thick, Zhao Kuo saw in his eyes, this person was by no means as simple as it seemed, he showed amazing foot strength when he was saving people, even if Bai Ying was also inferior, dressed in cloth clothes and straw sandals on his feet, even so he still couldn't hide the arrogance that he unintentionally revealed.

Outside the village, a man pointed with his hand, "This is it, I saw this wooden house with my own eyes." ”

The man sneered, "See where you can hide." After speaking, with a wave of his arm, more than 20 people jumped out behind him, dressed in robes, holding long swords, and carrying bows and crossbows.

The sound of footsteps sounded, the man's expression changed, Zhao Kuo's hand also held the hilt of the sword, and the raindrops fell and made a sound, dada, and the footsteps followed, very light, horn horn, that was the sound of stepping on the mud.

Mu Chen raised his glass, his face was slightly red, "A glass to the eldest brother." ”

The wine bowl was raised, swishing, the arrow broke through the air and made a sound, the person who had been sitting in the lower hand position instantly launched, the wooden sword behind him instantly reached the palm of his hand, the speed was amazing, the sword in his hand danced imperviously, Mu Chen was still holding the wine glass, the whole person was completely stunned, he could see clearly in the hazy light, and the tricks were extremely exquisite, most of them were defensive, his eyes flashed, and dozens of arrows were shot down one after another.

The owner of the wooden house stood up, and Zhao Kuo hurriedly pulled it with his hand, "Danger, let's hide in the back room first, we are here." The man agreed, pulled the woman up, bent over and quickly turned to the back room.

The arrow fell, "Yuanzong, if you don't come out again, you will burn the entire village and kill everyone." ”

The man sighed, "I don't want to always be able to escape." ”

"Yuanzong!" Zhao Kuo read it in his mouth, why is this name so familiar, and suddenly remembered that it should be the declining Mo family giant, with the giant order on his body, he forced Xiang Shaolong to return to reality by force that day, but it was himself who met Yuanzong today, and it was a coincidence or a doom.

Bai Ying got up, "Do you want to take care of this matter, big brother?" ”

Zhao Kuo thoughtfully, "Go out and have a look." ”

Yuanzong walked out of the wooden house with a wooden sword in his hand, looking at the group in front of him with a cold face, more than a dozen black shadows stood solemnly in the rain, and the leader looked at the man who walked out of the wooden house with a gloomy face.

"Senior Brother Yan, why are you so aggressive." The person at the head is Yan Ping, a disciple of the Mo family, and the two Yuanzong are originally the same family.

Yan Ping showed a fierce light, "The position of Juzi should have belonged to me Yan Ping, it is all because the master is biased to pass on the throne to you, has everyone forgotten who made several mistakes to save the ink gate, Yan Ping is unwilling, only Yan Ping can make the status of the ink master above others, dominate a qiē, instead of becoming someone else's dependence." ”

"You have changed, for the sake of interests, power, and even forgetting what the disciples of the Mo family should insist on, the master must see that your mind is not right, so he will not hesitate to pass on the position of the giant to Yuanzong."

"So what! It's not like you're alone in letting people eat fish, hand over the Juzi order, and protect your whole body for the sake of the same family. ”

Yuanzong sneered, his long hair fluttered in the wind, there was no anger in his eyes but a faint sadness, the infighting in the same sect made the strength of Momen decline rapidly, and the purpose of running around these years was to unite the scattered strengths, how could the influence of Juzi Ling have long since disappeared, and no one will care about a declining Juzi who does not have the slightest * and does not have enough strength.

"Yuanzong doesn't want to see the blood of the same sect left on the sword." The long sword behind his back was slowly unloaded, and the most ordinary action was as heavy as a thousand catties at this time, no matter what, these people were all disciples of the Mo family after all, and as a great man, he should lead the Mo family to carry forward the spirit of the Mo family's swordsmanship, which Yuanzong knew that what he had done was far from enough.

Yan Ping's color is cold, Yuanzong's swordsmanship is extremely high, so that a look, four sword lights rise at the same time to take the four key points around Yuanzong's body, only to see that Yuanzong is not chaotic at all, as if walking leisurely, the left leg is raised, the right leg rotates with the trend, the clothes dance with it, dingding ding, the long sword strikes make a sound, the sword is full of strength, the four figures retreat back at the same time, and Qin Wuyang, who is watching the battle, can't help but applaud, such exquisite swordsmanship is the first time to see.

Standing on the side, the three of them could see clearly, Zhao Kuo's eyes widened, he was worthy of being a real master of the Mo family, and he didn't know how many times higher than those Mo family disciples in his camp.

The four of them retreated, the offensive was resolved in an instant, Yan Ping could see clearly, his face was cold in the night, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and my swordsmanship has grown again." ”

"If the senior brother can be a sword, it must be so, but it's a pity that he is obsessed with power and has long forgotten the teachings of Juzi back then."

Yan Ping laughed, "Look at the world in front of you, what can a person do, look at yourself, and then look at me, only by making friends with powerful people and recruiting disciples can we carry forward the spirit of the Mo family." ”

"Maybe you're right, but Yuanzong will still persevere, and he won't give up even in the face of a desperate situation."

Yan Ping sneered, "Many things are far from being as simple as you imagined!" After speaking, his left hand was pulled down, his robe fell in the wind, revealing his hardcover upper body, the sword in his hand slowly lifted up, the movement was slow, and suddenly his spirit was shocked, and an afterimage went straight to Yuanzong to attack, why did the shadow of a person instantly become many, there is only one possibility, the speed is too fast, the illusion formed by the eyes of the person, Yan Ping made a move, the two of them are very familiar with each other's swordsmanship as the same door, and the shots are all Mozi swordsmanship, compared to the level of the competition in an instant, Yan Ping roared again and again, and a black shadow surrounded Yuanzong and kept turning, Look at the Dao Dao sword qi formed around Yuanzong.

The two faced off at the pinnacle, and a group of swordsmen glared angrily, and it was completely impossible to interfere in such a level competition, and with an exclamation, while everyone's eyes fell on the two of them, the black-clothed Mo family disciples grabbed a few villagers, and the long sword was on their necks, shaking because of fear.

"*Army!"

Mu Chen frowned, he admired Yuanzong's character and swordsmanship very much, he didn't want these people to bully more or less, but in this despicable way, Mu Chen's heroic background really couldn't stand it.

Zhao Kuo shook his head, although the fight in front of him was unfair, after all, it was an internal matter of the Mo family, and he knew the Mo family disciples best, especially the arrogance revealed in his temperament, which was far beyond the reach of people, Yuanzong must hope to solve this Mo family infighting in his own way, otherwise the Mo family infighting will continue forever.

Quietly standing aside is the greatest respect.

With an exclamation, a villager suddenly broke free, and the whole person ran forward, in front of him was the place where the two were fighting, the sword light flashed behind him, the black-clothed swordsman showed murderous intent, and the long sword stabbed the back of the man's heart.

"Bullying the weak, being a disciple of the Mo family in vain!" Yuanzong saw clearly that even if Yan Ping's words were too gorgeous, he always deviated from the way of the Mo family, and it was even more contrary to the way of the martial artist to shoot in the face of the unarmed people, and he broke through Yan Ping's offensive with a sword, and his body jumped up and went straight to the black-clothed swordsman.

The escaped villager slipped under his feet, and the whole person fell down, and the two figures approached almost at the same time, and their arms suddenly rose upward.

"Be careful!"

Zhao Kuo exclaimed, the flying tiger claw in his hand was shot out at the same time, Yuanzong's attention was completely on the black-clothed swordsman, only a quick solution could deal with Yan Ping behind, and among the crowd, only this fellow senior brother could pose a threat to himself, and he was not guarded at all, the villagers' bodies slipped, so it was the most ordinary, the ground was slippery, plus panic, there was no flaw at all, the only flaw was the raised arm, ordinary people should choose to bury their heads and dodge.

Zhao Kuo shot almost at the same time, the flying tiger claw hit the man's arm, he didn't want to be a little slower, the arm was raised, and when the sword in Yuanzong's hand broke through the black-clothed swordsman, the dagger flashed in the misty light, and the flying tiger claw grabbed it, and pulled it, and the dagger only slashed and did not pierce.