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Xiao Yuesheng showed a hint of a smile and hugged his fists and smiled: "Okay, since Senior Mo has spoken, this seat will sell this face." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After that, he waved his hand to Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun who stood up.

The two of them sat down slowly, their eyes as sharp as knives, sweeping around Li Mo's face, with a look of disdain.

Li Mo's face turned red, he snorted coldly, hugged his fist at Mo Dongfu, and said: "Senior Mo's kindness is in my heart, but this surnamed Xiao is so bullied, if he doesn't do it, he will be said to be afraid of him!"

Mo Dongfu sighed, shook his head, and said no more.

He sighed secretly in his heart, the name is a word, it is not shallow, this Xiao Zhangmen, the momentum is majestic, like a mountain and a mountain, obviously the internal force is extremely deep, Li Mo is afraid that he is not an opponent.

It's just that the matter has come to this point, but he can't be allowed to retreat, otherwise, his prestige will be lost, and he will become a laughing stock in the martial arts, and it will be difficult to raise his head.

Li Mo pushed away the chair and walked to the middle of the hall, where a disciple had already lifted the table and made an open space with a radius of two zhang.

"The knife is coming!" Li Mozhuo stood in the middle and stretched out his right hand.

A disciple hurriedly stepped forward, holding a long knife in both hands, and sent it to him.

Li Mo grabbed the handle of the knife and slowly pulled it out, and a touch of golden light poured out, like the rising sun, revealing the east at first glance, bursting with golden rays.

The long knife was slowly pulled out, showing that there was in front of everyone's eyes, this knife was more than three feet, and the whole body was golden, as if it was gold.

With a long knife collar, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Xiao Yuesheng, Li Mo snorted coldly: "The surname Xiao, can you dare to fight with the master of this sect?!"

Xiao Yuesheng got up, took a step, flashed in front of Li Mo, his face sank like water, and said lightly: "This seat is trying to understand!"

Li Mo's gaze slowly swept over the heroes, and sneered: "Today is the old man's birthday, if you come here to provoke, the old man will take your life, and he will not tolerate it!"

Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows: "Don't talk nonsense, but you're just dead or alive, please-!"

Li Mo let out a long snort: "Okay! Next year, you are your taboo...... Eat me with a knife!"

A golden light flashed, and the long knife slashed straight at the head, and he pounced on it, thick and majestic, and the long knife seemed to cut through the air, sneering.

Everyone next to them got up and left the table, gathered in a group, their faces full of excitement.

Seeing Li Mo take out the knife, everyone nodded secretly, and sure enough, he was worthy of being a famous golden swordsman, and there was no void under the fame, this knife was tragic, as if it was a decisive battle on the killing field, and the knife technique had reached the top of the realm!

Xiao Yuesheng flashed sideways, dodging the long knife, and his face was calm.

"Go!" Li Mo shouted angrily, twisted his body and forced, and the straight slash turned into an oblique slash, and the golden light passed by, and the speed increased sharply.

Xiao Yuesheng took a step forward and avoided it again.

Li Moqian put away his knife, lay it in front of him, calmed down, and snorted coldly: "The surname Xiao, why don't you make a move?!"

Xiao Yuesheng had a calm face, and said coldly: "The knife technique is ordinary, and it is not worth the shot!"

"You have such a big breath!" Li Mo sneered, wiped a long knife in his left hand, and shouted in a deep voice: "Then don't blame me for being ruthless, eat me again!"

He swung the knife left and right, around his body, but his feet did not move, just waved himself, and the golden mangs became more and more prosperous, as if they had become a golden ball, the light was too strong, and the eyes hurt slightly.

Everyone squinted, leaving only a small doubt, reluctant to close their eyes, or look away, staring, this is the golden swordman's mastery - the golden dragon flying sky!

"Die!" a roar suddenly sounded, like a thunderbolt on the ground, the cups on the table clanged, the wine urn trembled, and dust fell on the beams.

The golden light flourished again, shooting towards Xiao Yuesheng, people squinted to watch, in the golden light, there was a faint dragon swimming in the wind, if there was nothing.

Xiao Yuesheng took a step forward, and a cloud of cold light suddenly rose from his waist and rushed straight up, like a crane flying for nine days, hitting the golden mangs hidden in the long dragon.

This sword light swept across the sky like a comet, fleeting.

"Hmm......" everyone's eyes darkened, the hall dimmed, and the golden light disappeared, accompanied by a low moan, which was particularly clear in the quiet hall.

People looked at each other, Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands in his hands, his face was as heavy as water, and he looked at Li Mo in front of him with a flat expression.

Li Mo stood with a knife in his hand, motionless, as if he had been immobilized.

People stared at the two of them blankly, wondering what happened to them, why they were all motionless, who won and who lost, no one could see the move just now.

The hall was silent, and people's eyes turned on Xiao Yuesheng's face, and then looked at Li Mo.

Li Mo's expression was stiff, his right hand raised the knife, horizontally in front of him, his left hand stretched out in the air, as if frozen, his eyes flashed, his lips moved, but he didn't make any sound, revealing weirdness.

"Master......" A middle-aged man called in a low voice, it was the person who had stopped Xiao Yuesheng before and was dismissed.

This sound seemed to wake up Li Mo, his left hand slowly touched his neck, and as soon as his right hand was released, the long knife "ding" and fell to the ground.

He also covered his throat with his right hand, making a "ho-ho" sound, holding his throat with both hands, and his face welled up with fear and unwillingness.

"Bang" He slowly fell, his body twitched a few times, and suddenly his legs kicked and he didn't move.

"Master-Father-!" The middle-aged man howled miserably, threw himself in front of Li Mo, probed his hand to inspect it, and immediately shouted, tears welling up: "Master-Master-!"

Several people snatched it out, rushed to Li Mo, and stretched out their hands to investigate, all of them shed tears, cried bitterly, and the hall suddenly cried to the sky.

Everyone couldn't care about the noise in their ears, and they all asked urgently: "How is Master Li?"

The middle-aged man turned his head, his face was full of snot and tears: "Master...... , Master he ...... , gone!"

"Ahh

Xiao Yuesheng had already sat back at the table, holding a silver cup in his hand, drinking shallowly, his expression was calm and leisurely, as if he was outside.

"Master, is Li Lao'er really dead?" Fan Qingyun leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Yuesheng lightly bowed: "Hmm." ”

"The boss is smart!" Fan Qingyun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face were twisted, as if excited, as if excited, complicated and inexplicable.

Since the previous head was killed by Li Mo, Fan Qingyun has not been thinking about revenge, but his martial arts are far from good, but he is delusional.

Today, when I finally saw Li Mo giving the head, my heart was happy and excited, and the pores around my body seemed to be all opened, and I couldn't help but want to sing.

A smile welled up from his heart, and he couldn't help it, but he forced himself to suppress it, which was quite eccentric, and the muscles on his face were distorted.

"Just one move, then Li Lao'er will die?!" Chen Chengxiang chuckled.

The middle-aged man turned his head violently, Huo Ran glared at Xiao Yuesheng, stretched out his hand and pointed at him hard: "He killed the master!"

Rushing to Li Mo's side, the few people who were silent in pain slammed and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng, their eyes were red and bloodshot, as if they were going to tear him apart.

Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun's faces did not change, they sneered, and their expressions were dumbfounded.

They have no fear in their hearts, although there are masters in the Iron Sword Gate, but in their eyes, Li Mo is the only one.

Li Mo's swordsmanship is clever, but he is selfish, when teaching his apprentices, he always keeps two hands, and the real tricks are not taught, so the martial arts of the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect are greatly inferior, far inferior to him.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and hissed: "Let's go up together...... Slaughter them all and avenge Master!"

"Avenge Master!" Everyone shouted wildly, their eyes were blood-red, they glared at Xiao Yuesheng and the three of them angrily, and they drew their knives and rushed over.

Xiao Yuesheng turned to Hu Fei and said, "Brother Hu, this is the grudge between the Ziyang Sword Sect and the Iron Sword Gate, don't you get involved!"

Hu Fei shook his head, pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, looked high, stared at the six men who rushed up, and said, "The Taoist is too outside, your business is the boy's business, how can I stand by and watch?!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said, "A few of them, they can't turn the sky upside down, and they don't need Brother Hu to make a move, you can help me protect Yushu!"

After that, he pointed to He Yushu, whose jade face was snow-white.

Her eyes widened at this time, looking at the few people who rushed up with the knife, her watery eyes flashed with fear, and her melon seed face was bloodless, pale and weak, which was pitiful.

"Okay!" Hu Fei nodded heavily.

With these two sentences, the six people have already pounced, and they are about to approach this table.

"Stop!" A broken shout suddenly sounded, like a huge thunder exploding in their ears, shaking everyone's scalps and buzzing their ears.

The figure flickered, and an old man suddenly floated out like a light breeze, like a feather falling, just in front of several big men, stretching out his arms, and blocking him in vain.

His clothes were windless, his eyebrows fluttered, and his eyes were blazing, like a raging torch.

The six big men stopped their figures, their knives still held high, and looked at the old man in amazement.

"Mo ...... Senior?!" The middle-aged man was surprised and withdrew the long knife.

Mo Dongfu's eyes were blazing, his gaze was sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "What are you doing here?!"

"Senior Mo, he killed Master, let's take revenge!" The middle-aged man said loudly, glaring at Xiao Yuesheng resentfully.

Mo Dongfu frowned and said: "They are a martial arts competition, the sword has no eyes, it is inevitable to be killed and injured, and they must not use the excuse to make trouble!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, wiped his nose vigorously, shook his head and said: "Once he is a teacher, he will be a father for life, and if he kills his master, he will kill his father's hatred, and he will not share the sky...... Senior Mo, please get out of the way!"

"Shut up!" Mo Dongfu shouted angrily, his face softened, and he said softly: "Let's talk about revenge later...... Pack up your master first and put him in the ground!"

Everyone could see that this Mo Dongfu had the intention of preservation.

(To be continued)