Dragon King Hall

Chapter 1103 Yang Shou's Tomb

The old man squinted his eyes, looked at Mo Bairan, and said slowly, "I am an old bone, and I have lingered until today, just to guard the last door."

"It's a pity." Mo Bairan shook his head, "Now that the two places are connected, the door you guarded has been opened, and the shock just now has explained everything. You have stayed here for too long, not caring about world affairs, standing still and not knowing the outside world. Variety."

The old man glanced at the rusty sword in his hand, and breathed out a foul breath, "I have no control over how the outside world changes, the old man, all I know is that no one can open the door inside."

A cold light flashed in Mo Bairan's eyes, "If I insist on opening it."

The old man raised the sword with his right hand, snapped his fingers with his left hand, and flicked the blade of the sword lightly.

Under the flick of the old man's finger, the rust on the sword suddenly burst open, and the three-foot green edge in his hand revealed a cold light under the moonlight.

Mo Bairan was still standing there with his hands behind his back, the seriousness in his eyes proved how terrifying the blue blade in the old man's hand was.

The old man stared intently at the sword in his hand, as if looking at his beloved.

"I've only practiced sword once in my whole life with a crippled body. If I break this move, I will defeat my old bones." The old man's hand holding the sword gradually lowered, and then, with a flick of his wrist, the sword pointed directly at Mo Mo. white beard.

"Master Cat, take the sword!" The old man shouted softly, and when the sound fell, he stepped forward.

At this moment, Mo Bairan could only feel thousands of sharp points attacking him, before the old man's sword edge arrived, Mo Bairan's long gown had already been cut into holes.

A strong wind rose from the ground and hit Mo Bairan, making his gown rattle.

Mo Bairan stood in the midst of the strong wind. At this moment, there was only that gleam of coldness left in Mo Bairan's eyes.

Quick as lightning, shaped like a thunder dragon!
A sword with a cold light and an ordinary thrust, under the hands of the old man, it looked extremely terrifying.

The ground is cracking. If you don't see the power of this sword with your own eyes, no one will believe it if you just tell it.

In front of this sword, everything seems to be as fragile as paper.

Powerful Qi erupted from behind the old man. He seemed to have only slashed with a single sword, but with the power of thousands of sword lights, he rushed towards Mo Bairan overwhelmingly.

When the first sword light hit in front of Mo Bairan, Mo Bairan moved, and he retreated rapidly, heading towards the largest bump on the plain.

The old man didn't stab Mo Bairan with his sword, but he didn't move anymore because he had already made his strongest move.

"Old Bones, I have practiced swords all my life, and I only practiced one sword in my life. Although I have a broken body, if Li Yongcai is not born in this world, no one can break my sword." The old man stood the sword on the ground and shook it. Shaking his head, he turned around.

The moment the old man turned around, an invisible wave of air spread from the largest dirt bag on the plain to the surroundings.

The old man's Gu Jing Wubo's face showed a look of panic, and his eyes showed a look of panic for the first time.

"Forbidden..."

"Haha, Yang Tian's sword really lives up to its reputation. One sword for a lifetime, one sword for a lifetime. If you don't break through the extreme realm, no one in this world can break this sword. Senior Yang Shoumu really opened my eyes to Mo Bairan. Ah!" A loud laugh sounded, and Mo Bairan walked out from behind the dirt bag.

Yang Shoumu turned around and looked at Mo Bairan standing in front of the soil bag. If you observe carefully, you will find that his hand holding the sword is trembling constantly.

Yang Shoumu took a deep breath, his cloudy eyes showed anger, "The tomb is not open!"

"It's never been opened before." Mo Bairan shook his head, "The Xixia Mausoleum involves a lot. The descendants of Xixia and Loulan are counted among the favorite children of the day. How can the restriction be so easy to break? Yang Shou's tomb, you are old , I said that you are self-styled, it is true, you think that in this world, only you are slowly getting old, but you don’t know, when the energy is sealed, everyone will linger in this declining era, even Li Yongcai Who dares to be born at will, who has the ability to break the restriction!"

Mo Bairan glanced at his clothes and shook his head, "Some people are self-styled and overestimate their own strength, but you are just the opposite. After so many years of seclusion, you underestimated your own strength. I thought for a while, if I want to break the restriction of this mausoleum, even having the key is not enough, it is only possible if someone from the extreme realm makes a move. You are one of the extreme realms in this world, your sword is extremely powerful the shadow of the environment."

Yang Shou's palm was sweating as he squeezed the sword, "If it wasn't for the breaking of the restriction, the previous shock would have occurred."

Mo Bairan showed a playful look on his face, "Although Qi is declining, there is still technology in this world. If you want to shake the earth, you can easily do it with the current technology. You are old and don't know how to adapt."

"You lied to me!" Yang Shoumu shrank his pupils.

"I can't help it." Mo Bairan spread his palms, "As a person, I always like to use the least risky things to achieve the greatest results. Thanks to your blessing, the restriction has been lifted."

"Human cat!" Yang Shoumu suddenly yelled and asked sharply, "Are you really going to stir up chaos in this world!"

Mo Bairan shook his head, "Senior Yang Shoumu, please don't say that and stir up chaos in the world. I, Mo Bairan, don't have the strength. I just followed the trend."

"It's a good one to follow the trend!" Yang Shoumu clenched his fists.

Mo Bairan raised his head and looked at the sky, it was rare to see stars today.

"This world has been silent for too long. How many arrogances, how many people who pursued the Tao, the heroes of those days were buried in this era. Now, it is time for our generation to rise. In any era, there is a need to reshuffle. Now, It's about time."

"Crazy!" Yang Shoumu gritted his teeth.

"Whatever, many people have said that to me before." Mo Bairan shrugged nonchalantly, "Some things have to be done by someone. If I don't do it, there will be someone else. Senior Yang Shoumu, be ready to welcome him. Get ready for the change. The world is changing. You people who are in the extreme will be the ones who feel the most. As for me, I have other things to do. The media has already been unearthed in Loulan, only the restriction has not yet been opened. , I should go see it too."

"You can't go." Yang Shoumu turned his wrist and raised his sword again.

Mo Bairan showed a confident look on his face, "In terms of confrontation, I think I'm not as good as a strong man in the extreme realm, but if I want to leave, even if Li Yongcai comes, he may not be able to stop me, Senior Yang Shoumu, Goodbye."

After Mo Bairan finished speaking, he jumped up and disappeared from the sight of Yang Shou's tomb.

Yang Shoumu's hand holding the sword did not move again, because he knew that he really did not have the ability to keep Mo Bairan, and almost no one in this world could keep him.

A car stopped in front of the fenced yard of Yang Shou’s tomb, the door opened, and Henry Zhang got out of the car.

The moment Henry Zhang got off the car, his face changed, and he could clearly feel that there was still a sharp edge in this world.

(End of this chapter)