Zhongzhou Lengjia ......

Mo Yu frowned slightly, and a figure appeared in front of him, could it be such a coincidence?

After a few deep breaths, he shook his head to suppress his thoughts, got up and walked outside.

Anyway, let's see what they mean.

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"Why haven't you come yet, let me wait here for everyone in the Leng family, the master of the Sword Sect is inevitably too big!" Leng Yuanhe said with a gloomy face.

"That's it, with my Leng family status, even if the Sword Sect is ranked as one of the forty-nine Dao Sects, what can I do!"

"Last time, the Sect Master of the Fu Treasure Sect personally greeted him outside the mountain gate. ”

"And that time, the people of the Hanjiang Sect knew that my Leng family was visiting, and the sect master, elders and others were waiting in the main hall early. ”

"The Sword Sect is really too arrogant!"

The main hall was filled with the voice of the Leng family monk.

Jian Wuya, Jian Wusheng and the others had ugly faces, and at this moment, a figure came from outside the hall.

A few people looked relieved and hurriedly caught up, if they delayed any longer, they were afraid that they would not be able to bear it.

"See the Sect Master!"

Mo Yu nodded, his eyes swept away, and he saw that everyone in the Leng family was still sitting in the same place, with no intention of getting up at all, his heart moved slightly, waved his hand to signal a few people to get up, and went straight to the depths of the hall and turned around and sat down, only then did he speak lightly, "Where are the people who want to see this sect?"

A smile appeared on Jian Wuya's face, and he arched his hand: "Sect Master, these are the Leng family monks. ”

Mo Yu let out an "oh", but still didn't look at them.

The corners of Leng Yuanhe's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but snort heavily, "I didn't expect that the eyes of the Lord of the Sword Sect were so bad." ”

Full of sarcasm.

Mo Yu's expression was calm, "The people of the Leng family are so rude. ”

"You!" Leng Yuanhe's eyes were filled with anger, and he felt Leng Yuanming pull the corner of his clothes, so he took a deep breath and said coldly: "Today, I came to the Sword Sect to ask for a long sword on the orders of the head of the family, and I also asked the master of the Sword Sect to agree." Of course, my Leng family will also make appropriate compensation to the Sword Sect. ”

Asking for a sword?

Jian Wuya and the others showed puzzlement in their eyes.

The Leng family prides itself on being the descendant of the Abi Kendo lineage, and has always been above the top...... Today, the sun has come out in the west......

The Lord of the Divine Cult smiled and was about to get to business.

Mo Yu's expression was calm, but he locked on to the Leng family and his party, and paid extra attention to the master of the Divine Sect, and this smile naturally failed to escape his eyes.

Something really wasn't right.

But on the surface, there was no change, and he said lightly: "I see." The Leng family is not far away, and it is full of sincerity, so my Sword Sect will naturally not be unkind. ”

Mo Yu paused slightly, "Elder Wuya, please go and fetch ten long swords and give them to the Leng family." ”

Leng Yuanhe's face froze suddenly, and his face was as ugly as eating a fly.

He took a deep breath and said coldly, "No need! What the Leng family is asking for is the sword of the master of the Sword Sect." ”

Mo Yu's eyes narrowed, and after a few breaths, he nodded, "Yes." ”

"Ah!" Leng Yuanhe's face was happy, "Great! The Lord of the Sword Sect understands the righteousness so well, it is really beyond our expectations. ”

"It's fine, but it's a small thing. Mo Yu waved his hand, "Elder Wuya, go and fetch the saber I put in the hall yesterday and give it to the Leng family." ”

Jian Wuyan was stunned, when did the sect master put the sword in the hall, but soon he came back to his senses, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and he said that he walked towards the hall.

Everyone in the Leng family looked forward to it and looked excited.

Soon, the sword came back without end, and when he saw the long sword in his hand, the Leng family monk seemed to have been hit on the head.

This...... This is the Sword Sect's Lord Saber...... It's obviously the most ordinary iron sword, this pit daddy!

The corners of Leng Yuanhe's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and he didn't understand that he had been completely tricked.

In his mouth, he suddenly gasped heavily, stared at Mo Yu stubbornly, and said word by word: "My Leng family is the master of the Sword Sect, and I ask the sect master to take the sword when I fought with the master of the Divine Sect on the platform of the Heavenly Dao United Front." ”

Jian Wusheng's face was gloomy, and the anger between his eyebrows was surging, he had already been unable to bear the Leng family, and at this moment, when he heard the words, he completely exploded.

"Presumptuous! What qualifications do you Leng family have, come to my Sword Sect to be rampant! If you want the master of my Sword Sect to wear a sword, you are also worthy!"

"Hehe, what a Sword Sect, how dare you despise my Leng family so much!" Leng Yuanming smiled, "Originally, the Leng family still had to give the Sword Sect some compensation, but now it won't give you the slightest benefit." This king-level divine sword, you'd better hand it over obediently, otherwise when Lord Leng Qianqiu comes to pick up the sword, things won't be so simple. ”

Jian Wusheng's eyes shrank suddenly.

Cold Qianqiu!

As a high-ranking member of the Sword Sect, he naturally knew about the existence of the other party.

The corners of his mouth moved, and Jian Wusheng reluctantly spoke, "Even if it's Leng Qianqiu, you can't take it by skill!"

"Presumptuous! Lord Leng Qianqiu of my family is a disciple of the Ancestor of the Holy Clan, what a noble status! Being able to dedicate the king-level divine sword to Lord Leng Qianqiu is the glory of your Sword Sect, how dare you speak so wantonly, are you not afraid of causing a catastrophe to the Sword Sect?" Leng Yuanhe burst into a loud shout, his face was high, looking at the appearance of the Sword Sect everyone who dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, his heart was happy.

Let you be arrogant! In front of Lord Leng Qianqiu, you are not a bunch of scum!

Turning his gaze to Mo Yu, he thought he would see his frightened appearance, but he didn't expect it to be still that calm face, which made Leng Yuanhe, who was full of anticipation, couldn't help but feel a burst of disappointment in his heart, but soon sneered.

See how long you can last!

"Master of the Sword Sect, take the sword. ”

Mo Yu was silent for a few breaths, and suddenly smiled slightly, "Okay, for the sake of the old people, I will give you a chance." ”

With a wave of his sleeve, a flash of crimson flashed, and before everyone could see it, it was already inserted in the main hall. The sword body is like a fire crystal, and the sword momentum unfolds invisibly, which makes people's hearts awe-inspiring and gives birth to a touch of awe.

It's like facing a king......

Leng Yuanming's eyes suddenly brightened, and it was indeed a king-level divine sword!

Excited, he inadvertently ignored the old man in Mo Yu's mouth.

Mo Yu swept over the people of the Leng family who looked greedy, and said lightly, "As long as you can take this sword away, it will belong to the Leng family." Otherwise, leave the Sword Sect immediately and never appear in front of the sect again. ”

"Okay!" Leng Yuanming snorted, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, "That's it!" "Come and collect the king-level divine sword, how can they not be prepared, as long as there is this sentence, everything will be easy to do."

Leng Yuanhe smiled slightly, looked full of confidence, and waved his hand, "Leng Zhe, go get the sword." ”

"Yes, Elder. "Leng Zhe's body is thin and small, and his cultivation is only a monarch rank, and he is inconspicuous in the Leng family. But the arrogance on his face was taller than that of an emperor-level monk, and he looked like Lao Tzu was invincible.

Walking into the hall, Leng Zhe sneered at everyone in the Sword Sect, revealing disdain.

Then he looked at the Xuanhuang Sword on the ground, his expression became solemn, and a strange aura emanated from him.