Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 238
"Brother Chen, leave us alone, you go first."

Fatty Xuan hurriedly spoke out, he really couldn't think of how Mo Chen could escape.

Whether it is stepping on the void or Fengyun Babu, I am afraid that it will be impossible to avoid it, and the glazed body can only withstand a blow from King Wu at most, and it cannot withstand the bombardment of the strong Tianyou at all.

"Under this move, if you don't die, I will leave immediately and kill you in blood!"

The cold wind looked at Mo Chen with a little admiration, the bloody long sword shook rapidly, and the sword energy all over the sky instantly pressed towards Mo Chen like a torrential rain.

"Brother Chen!"

"Brother Mo Chen!"

Fatty Xuan and the two exclaimed.

The Lengya Pavilion warriors around looked at this scene coldly, as if they had already seen the end of Mo Chen turning into flesh and blood.

However, Mo Chen laughed lightly, "It's a bloody move. When you're drunk, you look at the sword with the lamp on. You dream of returning to the company of blowing horns. Eight hundred miles away, the sound of fifty strings turning outside the fortress. Your sword is full of blood. , but had no intention of killing."

"Pfft~"

Those Lengya Pavilion warriors spewed a mouthful of blood one after another when they heard the sound, they were so close to death by the sword, and they were still in the mood to ridicule, this guy is the cheapest one.

However, Fatty Xuan and Huang Xiaoyan's worried expressions eased a lot, and Mo Chen was still able to joke, which meant that the cold wind couldn't do anything to him.

Leng Feng opened his eyes slightly, and seemed to have some faint feelings, but his face remained unchanged, and said: "Slashing you under the sword, doesn't it reflect the spirit of killing?"

Mo Chen shook his head and chuckled, and also sacrificed a long sword in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, countless ripples suddenly appeared, with different rules of size and size. The surrounding sword energy diffused away.

"The real spirit of killing is not about beheading people. Since you have no killing intentions and are so unique as a killer, I will show you what the real blood killing sword intent is, but you can understand it. How much depends on your own creation."

"Dark clouds overwhelm the city, wanting to destroy it, the light of armor opens to the golden scales of the sun, the sound of horns fills the sky in the autumn scenery, stuffed with swallow fat and night purple."

As Mo Chen's sword energy spread, countless blood colors spread silently in an instant, like a gust of wind and rain, like spring rain, and even more like dust floating in the sky.

The whole room exudes a bloody and dignified atmosphere, as if a thousand troops are coming.

Mo Chen stepped forward, like a man holding a sword, fighting bloody battles among thousands of troops. With each sword pass, blood rained down the sky. Even in the face of thousands of enemies, he still has the will to kill thousands of people.

What a killing intent!
Everyone in Lengya Pavilion was stunned, Fatty Xuan and Huang Xiaoyan were also stunned, everyone looked at Mo Chen dully, even Leng Feng couldn't help but put down the sword in his hand, and looked at Mo Chen who was stepping out in shock and horror.

"This, is this the meaning of killing?"

Leng Feng murmured, for a moment he had the urge to cry, he wanted to follow his own martial arts, and he had been studying blood-killing sword qi for decades, but there was no bloody aura, but no killing intent.

When I saw Mo Chen's bloody killing sword today, I instantly felt that my sword intent was like mud.

Even in the face of an enemy of ten thousand armies, he has the intention to kill ten thousand people. This killing spirit is the true essence of blood killing. His blood killing sword spirit is like flower mud.

Mo Chen received the long sword, and the heavy bloody and murderous blood-red sword energy suddenly dissipated, and the whole room returned to normal air flow again, but everyone looked dull and seemed unable to recover.

"If I'm not wrong, your Xuanbing is engraved with killing patterns, which enhances the bloody aura, but lacks the killing intent." Mo Chen looked at the cold wind and smiled slightly.

"Lack of intention to kill."

Leng Feng trembled all over his body, and the hand holding the long sword began to tremble. He always thought that beheading the enemy under the sword was the embodiment of the word "killing", but only now did he understand that the real meaning of blood killing is to dare to fight with thousands of troops. Among them, the head of the enemy general is taken, which is an indomitable killing momentum.

He looked at Mo Chen in horror, what kind of talent is needed to have such an understanding and to display such a powerful sword art.

He suddenly had an illusion that if he really helped the Ye family kill Mo Chen here, he might never see such a powerful sword intent again in his life.

He looked a little hesitant. On the one hand, he accepted the task of the Ye family, and on the other hand, he was yearning for the martial arts and swordsmanship. He didn't know whether he should continue to kill Mo Chen.

After a while, Leng Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face, "You are not dead under this move, and today is over. I will go back and report. If the Ye family continues to attack, tomorrow, I will kill you again."

Mo Chen moved slightly, it was really rare for an assassin to be so upright.

"I know that you have your reasons for being a killer, but I know that you are also persistent in your pursuit of martial arts. You must know that my life has a limit, but martial arts has no limit. In the limited time, we should pursue the ultimate in martial arts. Otherwise, how can it be worthy of the word warrior."

Mo Chen looked at the cold wind, and said solemnly: "If you are willing to give up your career as a killer and follow me, I will teach you a powerful sword intent."

Leng Feng trembled slightly, and those martial artists in Lengya Pavilion even opened their eyes, and the eyeballs almost fell out.

How dare a small martial artist in the Yuan Dynasty ask their leader to follow him?

Even Fat Zixuan and Huang Xiaoyan felt a little unbelievable. In this world, only Mo Chen dared to say that.

Leng Feng turned his head and looked at Mo Chen coldly, "Are you afraid that I will continue to accept the task of the Ye family and come to kill you again?"

Mo Chen shook his head and smiled, "To be honest, today is your best chance to act. Since you gave up today's opportunity, will you still have the chance to kill me tomorrow?"

Leng Feng nodded lightly. Before he came, he investigated Mo Chen thoroughly. He knew that Mo Chen was Zhu Yuanhe's friend. If he doesn't kill Mo Chen today, tomorrow, Mo Chen will find Zhu Yuanhe and send strong men to protect him. He had no chance to kill Mo Chen at all.

Mo Chen continued: "Martial arts never ends. Follow me and I can take you farther. I seldom give people such an opportunity. If you don't make a decision within three breaths, please feel free to do so."

Leng Feng trembled, his eyes flashed, "Go further? How far can you take me?"

Mo Chen smiled lightly: "If you have enough talent and perseverance, I can show you the beauty of this world."

Leng Feng shook his head slightly, and said: "That's too far away. Now, my cultivation base is in the eighth layer of Tianyou, how long will it take you to help me step into the Xuanzun realm under my full cultivation, and how long will it take you to reach Xuanzun peak?"

Mo Chen half-closed his eyes, looked deeply at the cold wind, and said, "One year."

"One year?" Leng Feng was startled.

"For three months, I'll let you step into Xuanzun. If you can't do it, I'll let you deal with my head." Mo Chen smiled lightly, full of confidence in his smile, which was unquestionable. self-confidence.

"Three months?" Leng Feng murmured, his eyes fixed on Mo Chen.

The entire room was silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the cold wind. No one thought that an assassination would turn out like this, and it turned into Mo Chen trying to subdue the cold wind.

What's even more weird is that Leng Feng was actually thinking, he actually had the idea of ​​following Mo Chen.

Leng Feng let out a long sigh, and then half-kneeled, "I, Leng Feng, would like to follow you."

hiss!
There was an endless sound of gasping at the scene, and the masters of Lengya Pavilion looked at Leng Feng in amazement. Their leader actually followed Mo Chen.

This……

Fat Zixuan and Huang Xiaoyan also looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to bear a hint of speechless expression.

"Get up." Mo Chen smiled, and said, "Call me Young Master Chen from now on. One day, you will definitely be grateful for today's choice."

Leng Feng stood up, he didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong, it was a big gamble, but for some reason, but when he met Mo Chen's eyes, he couldn't help but have an illusion, this big gamble, he made money.

He took a deep breath to calm down his emotions, then looked at the shocked and sluggish subordinates, and said: "I, Lengfeng, follow Young Master Chen. From now on, there will be no organization like Lengya Pavilion in the imperial capital. Disband it too. In the future, don't Stop being a killer."

"Boss." The faces of those masters changed drastically. Obviously, this step came too suddenly, and they were not prepared at all.

"Leader, we were trained by you. Wherever you go, we will go. You can't leave us behind."

"Yes, leader, our brothers are willing to follow you all the time."

Those Tianyou powerhouses have expressed their willingness to follow Leng Feng all the time, and it can be seen from this that Leng Feng is very popular and treats his brothers very well.

"Young Master Chen, look..." Leng Feng looked at Mo Chen. To be honest, the brothers in Leng Ya Pavilion were brought out by him, and they were already life-and-death friends. More or less, he also wanted to keep them .

Most of all, someday, he needs people.

Fatty Xuan regained his freedom, and laughed instantly, "Brother Chen, we are all brothers, or let them stay."

Mo Chen smiled, looked at Leng Feng and said, "Leng Feng, how many people are there in your Leng Ya Pavilion?"

Leng Feng said: "There are more than ten people in the Tianyou Realm, but there are dozens of people in the Yuanwu Realm. Although this kind of power is nothing in the imperial capital, we are all like brothers and sisters, and treat each other like brothers."

Mo Chen nodded and said: "Since that's the case, then you go back and ask their opinions. Lengya Pavilion will be disbanded. If you want to stay, you can stay."

"Thank you, Young Master Chen." Leng Feng was overjoyed.

Fat Zixuan also laughed, and there was a hint of shrewdness hidden in the depth of that smile. He looked at the martial artist who controlled him before, and said with a smile: "Brother, we will be a family from now on. Brother, my strength is limited. In the future If there is a fight, you have to help."

Those warriors in Lengya Pavilion also laughed foolishly. Who would have thought that the final ending would be like this, which made their smiles look very awkward.

Afterwards, Leng Feng led a group of strong men back to Leng Ya Pavilion, informed everyone about the disbandment of Leng Ya Pavilion, and told everyone about tonight's events. Go is not forced to stay.

In the end, more than [-]% of the people in Lengya Pavilion were willing to stay, and Leng Feng entrusted them to a trusted confidant to lead them, and then he returned to Mo Chen's residence alone.

The news of Lengya Pavilion's disbandment spread instantly in the dark, and the first to get the news was naturally the members of the Ye family.

At this moment, in the Ye family's meeting hall, the three members of the Ye family, father and son, all had gloomy and cold expressions.

"Bastard, this Leng Feng turned traitor and followed Mo Chen." Ye Chufan was furious. He never expected that instead of killing Mo Chen, Leng Feng joined him instead. , but made Mo Chen perfect.

"It seems that this kid's method is really powerful." A bright light flashed in Ye Nantian's eyes. Maybe he just hated Mo Chen at first, but he didn't take it to heart, but at this moment, his attitude towards Mo Chen has also changed. some changes.

This child is definitely not simple.

(End of this chapter)