The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 284 Wild Sword
The speed of the two well-known masters in the world was beyond Li Li's imagination.

Of course, they were opponents of the same level after all, Poison Yan Luo was no match for Sword Emperor's sword, and Sword Emperor naturally had difficulty resisting the opponent's poison.

chi chi chi...

A puff of white smoke soon appeared from Poison Yan Luo's body, turning into foul-smelling blood, seeping into the soil and disappearing without a trace.

During this process, all the surrounding flowers and plants withered and died.

The Sword Emperor didn't give way too much.

He fell to the ground, his complexion getting darker and darker, and within two breaths, he was completely lifeless.

"Zhang...Uncle Zhang..."

The girl's complexion changed. With Jing Shenwei almost dead and injured, this Sword Emperor is her biggest support in her heart!

But now that even he is dead, there are still three days to go, can they reach the capital?
Sword Emperor, Poison Yan Luo...

Mo Li twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. The fighting in this world seemed to be bloodier than the previous two places. The two great masters would die as soon as they said they would die.

However, it seems that it is not over yet...

Li Li's eyes looked into the distance, where a tyrannical aura loomed.

"Qi'er, come to Weifu."

At this moment, an old and tired voice came from the mountain temple, and the girl felt relieved when she heard the words.

Fortunately, my father was not poisoned.

Thinking like this, she said: "Young Master Mo, come in with me, my father has some guest ministers, who can always protect you and me."

"King Qing?"

Mo Li asked curiously, "Are there any masters of martial arts like Senior Sword Emperor?"

"How is that possible? Senior Sword Emperor is an expert in the world. If it wasn't for my father's kindness to him in the past, how could he condescend to be my Lu family's guest?" The girl shook her head and said.

"Then I'm afraid we'll die today." Mo Li smiled wryly.

The young girl's beautiful face was full of confidence, she said: "Don't worry, my lord, there are few masters like Poison Yan Luo in the world, presumably the other party will not be able to come up with another person, Ke Qing and my father will definitely protect you and me. "

"hope so."

Mo Li glanced at the distance, then got up and entered the temple with the girl.

The area of ​​the mountain temple is small, and there are four or five people standing inside, but there are monks and laymen, surrounded by a middle-aged man wearing a black cloak.

This person is seven feet tall, with a dark complexion and five long beards under his chin. The most eye-catching thing is his eyes, which are bright and deep, with firmness in them.

"Today, I got my little friend involved." The General Lu said with an apologetic smile at Mo Li.

Mo Li cupped his hands and said, "Shuai Lu and Miss Lu saved their lives. Even if they die, it's hard to repay this kindness. What's more, it's just small troubles, nothing to fear."

What he said was sincere and true.

"It's nothing to be afraid of Xiaoxiao's mischief, well said!"

Beside General Lu, a tall monk responded loudly.

He said indignantly: "It's a pity that senior brother Poor Monk hasn't arrived, otherwise, these young people would have been rescued long ago!"

General Lu introduced with a smile: "This is Master Wuzheng of the Two Chan Temples, and the younger brother of Miaoseng Wuhua."

Wonderful monk, a master on par with the Sword Emperor?
Mo's heart moved slightly, and after greeting each other with Wu Zheng, General Lu said: "When I was saving Xiaoyou Mo, I saw him carrying a sword with him, so Xiaoyou Mo must have martial arts, right?"

"I have practiced one or two shallow swordsmanship." Mo Li said modestly.

"Okay, at this time of crisis, more people have more strength."

General Lu nodded slightly, and said: "Master Wuzheng, return Xiaoyou's sword to him."

Wu Zheng responded, found the Ziwu Sword from the side, handed it to Mo Li with both hands, and said, "You boy, could it be that you have practiced horizontal kung fu, such a heavy sword has great strength!"

Seeing the Meridian Sword, Mo Li's eyes lit up.

These days, as his injury healed, he wanted to return the sword, but he never found a suitable opportunity to ask.

After all, the convoy was repeatedly assassinated, and he was an outsider, so if he rashly asked for a weapon, he might be suspected of being a traitor.

He took the long sword casually, and said with a smile: "I am born with great strength, which makes the master laugh."

Wu Zheng didn't say a word. After all, he was a disciple of a famous family. Whether it was great strength or horizontal kung fu, in his eyes, it was nothing more than a shallow and shallow kung fu.

General Lu sighed, and said: "Master Wuzheng, I have entrusted my daughter and this little friend Mo to the master, and I hope you will try your best to protect her and the two of you."

"Don't worry, Lu Shuai, even if the poor monk gives up his life, he will never let anyone hurt a single hair of the two of them!" Wu Zheng replied, shaking his big head.

General Lu shook his head, and said solemnly: "Brother Zhang has spilled blood here today, and Lu really doesn't want anyone to die for Lu. If there is any disagreement, the master will put his own life first."

"This……"

There was a hint of gratitude in Wuzheng's eyes, and he was about to speak, when suddenly, he felt a faint threat, and subconsciously looked towards the temple gate!

"Who!"

With a loud shout, everyone was startled.

The group of people in the mountain temple looked carefully, only to see a tall and burly figure standing at the gate of the temple, a man holding a broad sword, his face was full of arrogance!

At some point, he appeared there, quietly looking at everyone.

"Crazy Sword!"

Master Wuzheng shook his body, his face suddenly turned pale, his voice implied fear, it was obvious that the visitor was extraordinary!
General Lu's heart sank, it turned out to be him!

Kuangjian is a famous swordsman who roams across the Middle-earth China. His swordsmanship is superb, and there are few opponents in the world!

He has profound internal strength and fierce swordsmanship. When fighting with others, he always decides the winner by counting moves. He even once boasted that within ten years, he will definitely challenge the sword god and become the number one swordsman in the world. Therefore, he won the Berserk Sword reputation.He really lived up to his bold words. In the past two years, his reputation has risen. He once beheaded eight first-class swordsmen in the world overnight. When it comes to frontal combat power, he is more tyrannical than Poison Yama, but only stronger than Miaoseng Sword Emperor and others. The strong are the first-line masters!
And Master Wu Zheng on his side, although he is Miao Seng's junior, is not Miao Seng himself after all, even if he has many guests to help him, he probably won't be his opponent!

Today, I am afraid that I will be buried here!

He sighed, and saw that the faces of all the guests were full of fear, obviously they were terrified of this mad sword!
Kuang Jian raised his sword and entered, walking steadily, with a leisurely look, and disdain in his eyes, it was obvious that he did not take everyone present seriously.

This scene couldn't help but make Wu Zheng furious, although the other party's martial arts are high, but he is a master disciple of Liangchan Temple after all, how dare he ignore it like this? !

"No contest!"

Kuang Jian said loudly: "For your brother's sake, get out, I won't kill you!"

While speaking, he didn't even look at Wu Zheng, his haughty attitude could be seen at a glance, truly worthy of the name of Berserk!
Wuzheng took a deep breath, clenched a pair of iron fists, and said coldly: "Even if I die today, the poor monk will die before Shuai Lu, and he will never take a step back!"

"Grandmaster!"

Even though General Lu was a man who was killed by the army, he couldn't help but change his face slightly.

The icing on the cake is easy, how many people can give charcoal in the snow?
"A good one will never take a step back!"

Kuang Jian praised, and for the first time turned his eyes to the monk Wu Zheng, and said: "Based on your words, I will let you do three moves, let's do it!"

"Master, I am with you."

General Lu stepped forward, standing side by side with Grandmaster Wu Zheng, his elegant and easy-going face instantly filled with murderous intent.

At this time, everyone remembered that Lu Shuai, who was famous all over the world, was also a fierce general on the battlefield.

"Shuai Lu is in such a hurry to die?"

Kuang Jian frowned, and said: "Okay, you go together, I still let you two do three moves, but the words come first."

He cupped his hands and saluted, and said solemnly: "Shuai Lu is powerful in the northern borders, resisting the Hulu, and has countless living beings. He is admired by the world, and I admire him very much. However, I have received a great favor from others and have to repay it. That's why I just went through this. Please accept me." Bless!"

The man bowed respectfully, but in words, he clearly regarded the two as dead people. This kind of arrogance, such self-confidence, couldn't help but panic in the hearts of everyone present!

Zheng!
With a sound of a sword cry, the man drew his sword out of its sheath impressively and took a defensive position.

At this moment, Li Li, who had been watching the situation quietly, suddenly stepped forward, walked to the center of the three of them, and said indifferently: "If you can catch my sword, I will kill myself on the spot!"

What arrogance!
Not only Kuangjian, but also Master Wuzheng, General Lu and the others were a little dazed!
This... is this young man crazy? !

No matter how advanced your martial arts are, such as the sword god, the devil queen, the living Buddha and other great masters, but after all, you are facing a mad sword. It is a big man who has been famous for many years, has conquered the world, and has outstanding achievements. Who can defeat him with a single blow? !

Young people don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!
Just when Kuang Jian's expression turned ugly and he was about to strike a lesson, Mo Li moved.

He drew his sword out of his body and stabbed straight with the sword, without any fancy, clean and neat. For a young swordsman, this is already considered a very remarkable swordsmanship.

However, how can such a sword technique be used against a swordsman like Kuangjian?
Master Wuzheng, General Lu and the others all had mournful expressions on their faces, they could vaguely see the end of Mo Li's bloodbath on the spot.

But in the next moment, their expressions changed.

Faced with such a sword, Kuang Jian's eyes were full of unspeakable mystery, he only felt that under that sword, no matter how he made moves, it would be difficult to dodge, and he would be stabbed to the vitals!

There are so many changes in this sword, and the depth of mystery is really the only one he has seen in his life!
How to break it, how to break it? !

At this moment, this Kuangjian's mind turned out to be like a lump of paste, and he had no way to deal with it at all!

Pfft!

In the dumbfounded eyes of everyone, the long sword pierced straight through the throat of the sword maniac, and blood gushed out immediately!

Mo Li slowly drew his sword, the long sword fell down, the blood continuously condensed on the tip of the sword, and hit the ground tick-tock, although the sound was small, but in the mountain temple in the middle of the night, it was especially crisp.

Pfft!
Kuang Jian's body fell to the ground all of a sudden, his face was full of confusion, fear and disbelief, but he had no breath anymore, and could no longer think about how to deal with this sword!
"It seems that you really can't take my sword." Mo Li shook his head lightly, putting the long sword back into its sheath.

Of course, Kuangjian couldn't answer this question, and a dead person wouldn't answer a question.

But there were still living people present.

With Kuang Jian's martial arts and record, he couldn't catch this young swordsman's move!
Master Wuzheng and a group of guests looked at Li Li in shock and fear. The young swordsman's delicate brows and eyes were full of calm, as if he had eaten a meal and drank a mouthful of water instead of killing the famous Kuangjian just now. Take it easy.

Is this the practice of rough and shallow swordsmanship?
You call this rough swordsmanship? !
Everyone was speechless for a moment.

But when they thought about that sword carefully, they were all at a loss, and they still didn't understand why Kuang Jian couldn't catch such an ordinary sword technique.

It can only be said that the swordsmanship of the young man in front of him is too brilliant.

So clever, it has already surpassed their vision!

Everyone thought that this young man just didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, but now it seems that this person's martial arts, even if he is not as good as the first-class masters of the current sword god and living Buddha, he is afraid that he is not far behind the Sword Emperor, Miaoseng and others. There is still victory!

Accompanied by this person, going to Beijing will be worry-free!
General Lu breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Mo Li, and said, "Thank you for saving my life, little friend!"

Mo Li is not willing to accept it, so he avoided it immediately, stepped forward to mix it up, and said: "Shuai Lu, why should you be polite, don't mention that Miss Lu and my subordinates have saved lives, and with Lu Shuai's achievements in suppressing the border over the years, Mo can't do it." Sit back and watch Xiaoxiao become a disaster!"

This General Lu is quite famous among the people. First, he grew up from a poor family and grew into a famous general in Dali. His deeds are quite legendary. Second, he has suppressed the northern border for many years and resisted the Hulu.

Every time the Hulu broke through the pass, they burned, killed and looted, and I don't know how many wives and wives were scattered.

Wu Zheng also thanked Li Li, and then went to look at the dead body of Kuang Jian.

Kuangjian is here to kill people, so naturally he doesn't carry martial arts cheats with him, but Wuzheng is not without gains.

At least, the broadsword of Berserk Sword is an excellent trophy.

Wu Zheng found several bank notes and a letter from the other party.

"Not good!"

When Wu Zheng looked at the cover of the letter, his eyelids twitched, he hurriedly opened it, read it carefully, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"What's wrong?!"

General Lu asked with concern.

"This is a letter from the Lingnan Five Ugly to Kuangjian. They made an appointment to attack Lu Shuai together!"

Wuzheng said with an ugly face: "I don't know, is this their own idea, or that Xie Dao's idea!"

"Five Ugly South of the Five Ridges?!"

Lu Shuai frowned slightly, and the girl frowned.

Mo Li showed doubts on his face. Wu Zheng knew that he was the only one he could count on right now, so he immediately introduced: "Five Ugly are five brothers, each of them has extremely high martial arts skills. Practicing the secret technique of teaming up and besieging together, even the poor monk and senior brother Miao Seng Wuhua wanted to avoid the edge for a while, but was defeated by the evil knife and surrendered to him.

"The five of them dispatch together, they are definitely more powerful than Kuangjian!"

Wu Zheng said with some fear: "Shuai Lu, little brother Mo, let's go on the road overnight!"

"It's too late." Mo Li shook his head.

what?
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard a sinister laugh from outside:
"Yes, it is indeed late!"

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(End of this chapter)