This is Jianghu

Chapter 379 Mr. Moro
Looking around, I saw that Van Mozhe had suddenly gone ten feet away. Beside Van Mozhe was a man who looked about thirty or forty years old. Except for his curly hair, other physical characteristics were similar. Roughly similar to Van Mozhe, obviously another Tianzhu.

Dao Duan Hun couldn't help but be a little surprised why another Tianzhu came here, and from just now, it seems that this Tian Zhu's martial arts skills are much higher than that of Fan Mozhe, otherwise it would be impossible for him to die under Dao Duan Hun's sword. Saved Van Mozhe intact, and even Dao Duan Hun didn't see his figure clearly.

Van Mozhe woke up with a start, and when he saw the Tianzhu man beside him, his expression immediately changed, and he called out respectfully, "Mr. Moluo, are you also in the Central Plains?"

The Tianzhu man who was called "Mr. Moro" by Van Mozhe nodded slightly, and the look in his eyes was full of arrogance, and he said to Van Mozhe: "If I don't come, you Tianzhu sword sage One arm will stay here in the Central Plains."

When Van Mozhe was told by Mr. Moluo, he recalled the fight with Dao Duanhun just now, and his expression darkened. He lowered his head and did not dare to meet Mr. Moro's eyes again, and said, "Van Mozhe's sword skills have not yet reached the level of perfection. Realm, thank you Mr. Moro for your rescue."

"Your arm is a small matter." Mr. Mo Luo said lightly: "But if we lose face of our Tianzhu martial arts master, it will be a big matter, Vatican, do you understand?" Dao Duan Hun, as well as Zhuo's father and daughter and Scarface over there.

Mr. Mo Luo used the Central Plains dialect when talking to Van Mozhe, and Mr. Mo Luo spoke the Central Plains dialect much more fluently than Van Mozhe.Dao Duan Hun's eyes never left Mr. Namo Luo's body, and at the same time he was secretly on guard.

Van Mozhe, the proud Tianzhu sword sage in his bones, would be so humble in front of this Mr. Mo Luo. He listened to every word Mr. Mo Luo said, without any displeasure , not to mention rebuttals and the like.

At this time, Zhuo Xiaohua over there secretly asked Dao Scar's face, "Hey, big man, do you recognize that man?"

"Sister-in-law, you can just call me my second brother." Scarface said respectfully to Zhuo Xiaohua: "I don't know that guy, it was that curly-haired monster who broke into our Phoenix Mountain by himself before, but I don't know about the other guy What is it?"

"Xiao Hua, don't make a sound!" Zhuo's father said with an extremely serious face at this time: "That man's martial arts skills are extremely high, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble, you should be careful."

Mr. Mo Luo took a few steps towards Dao Duan Hun, his eyes wandered over Dao Duan Hun, he stood still, and said: "In 200 years, there are four masters in the Central Plains Wulin. Strange, Dao Duan Hun, you are the current descendant of the "Xi Kuang Dao", your saber skills are really fierce and domineering, even our Tianzhu Dao Sheng Vatican is not your opponent."

"Who are you?" Dao Duan Hun asked while concentrating on his precautions.

Mr. Moro put his hands behind his back, and his chin was always slightly raised too high, which seemed to be superior to others. He said back, "You can call me Mr. Moro."

"I'm sorry." Dao Duanhun said: "In our Central Plains, not everyone can be called a gentleman, and Dao looks like you can't either."

"Oh?" Mr. Mo Luo half-closed his eyes, meeting Dao Duan Hun's eyes, neither giving way.Mr. Mo Luo is a proud man. Although Dao Duan Hun has retired from the world for more than [-] years, don't forget that Dao Duan Hun was called "Crazy Sword" back then. Mr. Luo.

After Mr. Mo Luo's eyes met Dao Duan Hun's, he gradually retracted it, but he showed a look of interest, and then said unhurriedly: "Then you know, if you are in Tianzhu, There are many people who want to call me sir, but they don't have the opportunity."

Dao Duanhun snorted coldly after hearing this, and said: "This is the Central Plains, not Tianzhu. If you want someone to call you Mr., go back to Tianzhu."

"Since this is the case, it's fine with you." Mr. Moro said indifferently: "Anyway, it won't be long before you people in the Jianghu of the Central Plains will rush over to call me 'Mr. Moro', and I expect you will too. .”

"I'm afraid I will disappoint you." Dao Duanhun replied calmly: "Dao has never had the habit of calling people 'Mr.', and you are no exception." The Soul Treasure Saber was clenched even more tightly.Because just now, every time Mr. Namoro took a step closer to him, he felt an invisible pressure that increased step by step with the opponent's footwork.This person's martial arts is really too terrifying, this is what Dao Duan Hun is thinking at this moment.

"It doesn't matter." Mr. Mo Luo suddenly smiled and said, "I am here today, not for this purpose. I heard that you want to leave one of Van Mozhe's arm, but Van Mozhe is our Tianzhu Sword Master. If you want one of his arms, you can't justify it, so, from my point of view, let's forget about the arm."

"Your face is not worth the price." Dao Duan Hun suddenly said proudly: "One of his arms will be kept, it has nothing to do with you."

Hearing Dao Duan Hun's words, the smile on Mr. Moro's face gradually faded away, and the eyes that looked at Dao Duan Hun began to change, becoming slightly colder.Just because of this little change of Mr. Mo Luo, the three people on Zhuo's side felt a burst of pressure at the same time, and couldn't help shivering in their hearts, and the expressions of the three of them all changed slightly.

Father Zhuo and the others didn't know that when Dao Duan Hun was talking to Mr. Na Mo Luo, he was always under the invisible pressure that Mr. Mo Luo didn't know how to create.When Mr. Moro said to give him face, he was not discussing with Dao Duanhun, but a threat.

It's a pity that Dao Duan Hun is naturally proud, Mr. Mo Luo's threat to him can only be counterproductive, the true energy of Dao Duan Hun's body shakes around the outside of the body, shaking away the coercion of Mr. Mo Luo, sneer He said in a voice: "Today Dao wants to leave that man's arm, but I don't know how you want to treat Dao."

"You can't do it." Mr. Moro shook his head and said, "Especially in front of me."

The Duanhun treasure knife in Dao Duanhun's hand has never been sheathed. At this time, he turned the blade slightly and pointed at Van Mozhe over there, ready to strike at any time.

The strange thing is that since Mr. Moro appeared, Van Mozhe over there has become very quiet, standing there without moving, and without saying a word, even the blade of the soul-breaking knife flashed There was no reaction on his face.

But just when Dao Duan Hun was about to attack Vincent, he suddenly heard Mr. Mo Luo say: "Come out, you and I have been with me for so long, but you don't want to show up when you get here, maybe you want to take advantage of him to attack?" When is it time to attack me again?"

Dao Duan Hun and Zhuo Daddy were all taken aback, they didn't know who Mr. Mo Luo was talking about, and they didn't know which direction he was talking about.Dao Duan Hun also temporarily stopped his intention to strike, and secretly looked around, but there was no movement, and he didn't hear that there were other people within a radius of two miles from Zhuye Villa.

It's just that shortly after Mr. Mo Luo's voice, Dao Duan Hun felt a very slight wind blowing around him, and a figure of a scholar in white appeared between him and Mr. Mo Luo in a blink of an eye.

The person who came was Xuantian scholar.

Dao Duan Hun was a little surprised, but at the same time relieved.Based on his understanding of Xuantian Xiucai's profound and unpredictable martial arts, it is normal for him not to be aware of it just now, but what is surprising is that Mr. Namoluo actually knew it.And from the tone of Mr. Mo Luo, it seems that Xuantian has been following him for a long time, but Mr. Mo Luo knows about it.

Seeing Xuantian appearing, Mr. Mo Luo sized him up a bit, and then said: "I never thought that there are experts like you in the Central Plains, who have followed me for hundreds of miles. I really thought I didn't know, but let me tell you. Who are you." From his appearance, he was not at all surprised by Xuan Tian's appearance.

Xuantian opened his mouth and said: "My name is Shangxuan Xiatian. I'm just a pedantic scholar in the Central Plains, not a master. It turns out that Mr. Mo Luo from Tianzhu has discovered the scholar a long time ago. I feel ashamed."

"You are Xuantian." After hearing Xuantian's self-introduction, Mr. Mo Luo felt a little surprised.

Xuan Tian was also surprised, but he didn't show it on his face, but said: "It turns out that there are people in Tianzhu who know the name of the scholar, and the scholar is really flattered."

"Of course I know you." Mr. Moro said slowly: "You are an inexplicable descendant 180 years ago. I thought it would be a while before I met you, but I didn't expect to meet you so soon."

After Xuantian appeared, the invisible pressure surrounding the three of Zhuo's father and the others disappeared immediately. Zhuo's father and daughter knew you, Xuantian, and seeing that it was Xuantian, Zhuo's father felt more at ease.

After Dao Duan Hun saw Xuan Tian coming, his fear of Mr. Mo Luo in his heart did not decrease but increased, because the conversation between Xuan Tian and Mr. Mo Luo indirectly showed that this Mr. Mo Luo was probably the same as Xuan Tian. Masters are at the same level.If there was a serious fight, Dao Duan Hun guessed that he had no chance of winning.But still, Xuantian also came today.

Xuan Tian replied to Mr. Mo Luo: "Scholars never imagined that 180 years later in the Central Plains, Tianzhu people would set foot in the Jianghu Wulin of the Central Plains again."

"It's meaningless to argue with you." Mr. Mo Luo said: "I will always have a fight with you, but not today, today I just came to take away Van Mozhe." After saying that, he turned and walked back .

"It's up to you." Xuan Tian replied.

It's just that when Mr. Mo Luo walked up to Fan Mozhe, he took a look at Fan Mozhe, his face suddenly turned aside, and his anger rose immediately, and he snorted coldly, and suddenly turned around to face Xuantian. With one palm, the flat ground was blown up by a strong wind, and the force of the palm hit Xuan Tian like a galloping horse!

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