Zheng Zong has a dark face, a bit of beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is dressed in black. He looks a bit domineering as a general. He is sitting in a temporary shed, drinking tea. Next to the table, there is a Guandao, deeply It was inserted deep into the soil, and there were a group of people standing around to wait on it.
A servant saw Mu Lingtian, ran over in two steps, and said, "Master, he is here."
Zheng Zong's originally calm and casual eyes were instantly filled with murderous intent. He stood up suddenly, grabbed the Guandao with his right hand, pulled it out, jumped to the middle of the road, stamped the Guandao on the ground, and thrust it into the soil. Falling into three points is enough to show that this sword is very heavy.
Of course Mu Lingtian knew that these people were coming for him. He ignored everything and glanced at Zheng Zong coldly. He signaled Luoxue to stop where he was. He gently waved the reins in his hands and rode slowly. He came to Zheng Zong, stopped only one step away from Zheng Zong, and looked down at Zheng Zong. Those cold eyes were completely devoid of any emotion, as if they didn't care about anything except cold-blooded killing.
Zheng Zong remained motionless, looked into Mu Lingtian's eyes, and asked seriously: "Are you a murderous maniac?"
Mu Lingtian replied coldly: "Yes, so what?"
With a heavy snort, Zheng Zong snorted coldly: "Although my son is naughty, lacks discipline, and has done some extraordinary things, he should be taught a lesson, but you can just hit him twice, why take his life? I and I You had no grievances in the past and no vengeance in the recent days, why did you do this murderous thing?"
After listening to Zheng Zong's words, a thought flashed through Mu Lingtian's mind. He wanted to grasp it, but it was very vague. It seemed that there was something he had become accustomed to, and it seemed that there was something he had slowly forgotten. It seemed that he had not In no mood. There was a slight fluctuation in Mu Lingtian's eyes.
Mu Lingtian was silent for a moment, came back to his senses, and explained: "Originally, I didn't want to kill him. I just wanted to teach him a lesson. If you want to blame him, blame him for it. It's useless to say more. The matter is over. If you want to kill him, I, Mu Lingtian, have my head here."
Zheng Zong's eyes revealed a strong murderous aura, and he clenched his left hand into a fist, shouting loudly: "In that case, let me learn from you the Sixteen Swords of Killing Immortals, which is frightening."
While Zheng Zong was speaking, he punched the horse's neck hard with his left fist. Mu Lingtian's horse let out a tragic neigh and turned over.
Mu Lingtian's feet left the stirrups, jumped back, and got off the overturned horse. Zheng Zong kicked the lower part of the Guandao with his right foot, pushed the Guandao towards Mu Lingtian with his right hand, and chased after him with one step.
Zheng Zong took two steps in the air, caught the Guandao with his side body, and slashed at Mu Lingtian with his side body.
After Mu Lingtian landed on the ground, he did not dodge. He did not use the Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian. Instead, he used all his inner strength to concentrate on Can Shang, held Can Shang with both hands, and received Zheng Zong's blow.
A huge pressure, like a huge mountain, pressed down instantly. Although Mu Lingtian's internal strength was not weak, but he took the blow forcefully, Mu Lingtian still took several steps back and was about to fall to the ground. With his left hand He clapped his hands on the ground to prevent himself from falling and stood up.
Mu Lingtian was able to take Zheng Zong's blow so arrogantly. This was something Zheng Zong never expected. Although he was surprised by Mu Lingtian's martial arts, the anger in his heart had already made Zheng Zong lose his mind. He couldn't stop. Come down.
Zheng Zong attacked Mu Lingtian continuously, but Mu Lingtian didn't make any moves and just dodged.
Suddenly, Mu Lingtian was dodging, and two blades rushed out from the residual sword in his hand, spinning on Zheng Zong's Guandao. Zheng Zong quickly let go of his left hand, and swept around himself with the Guandao with one hand. , shook off the two sword blades, and the sword blades flew a short distance to the side before disappearing into nothingness.
Mu Lingtian and Zheng Zong stepped away from each other and stopped temporarily. Zheng Zong looked at the position where the sword edge had just been thrown away. He was surprised by the strangeness of the Sixteenth Sword of Immortal Killing. He frowned and asked seriously: "Is this what it means?" The Sixteen Swords of Killing Immortals that scare everyone after hearing about it?"
Mu Lingtian took Canshang, looked at Zheng Zong, and said coldly: "I have given you three moves to give you one life. If you are pestering me, I will never show mercy."
At this moment, Zheng Zong knew that the Sixteen Swords of Killing Immortals were a hundred times more dangerous than he imagined. He was only one step away from death just now.
Fortunately, in the next plan, he no longer had to fight with Mu Lingtian. Zheng Zong pretended to be calm and snorted: "What an arrogant tone. I only used three levels of internal power. If you have the guts, follow me." Come."
Zheng Zong jumped up and jumped to the open grassland not far away.
Mu Lingtian glanced at Zheng Zong and followed him.
Zheng Zong looked at Mu Lingtian and suddenly laughed. At this moment, Zhang Ping, who was hiding in the crowd, jumped up, jumped towards Luo Xue, and grabbed Luo Xue off his horse.
Mu Lingtian reacted and rushed back, but it was too late, Luoxue had already fallen into Zhang Ping's hands.
"Brother Zheng, when dealing with the murderous maniac, don't rush for a while. I'll leave the rest to you." Zhang Ping looked back and after making sure it was safe, he flew away with Luoxue.
Although Mu Lingtian wanted to chase him, Zheng Zong jumped in front of Mu Lingtian and blocked Mu Lingtian's path. He laughed and said, "It's so hard for a hero to be a beauty."
Mu Lingtian held Canshang tightly. At this moment, his eyes were full of cold murderous intent. He glanced at Zheng Zong coldly. Without any words, Canshang danced and the sword edge surged.
But Zheng Zong stood still, looking at Mu Lingtian motionless, with a fierce expression, and coldly threatening: "Do you want her to die?"
After hearing Zheng Zong's words, Mu Lingtian, who originally wanted to kill Zheng Zong, stopped what he was doing, and all the sword edges disappeared, including the sword edge that was already close to Zheng Zong.
Seeing Mu Lingtian stop what he was doing, Zheng Zong showed a proud smile on his face and said: "If I die, your lover will be buried with me, you have to think carefully about it. "
Mu Lingtian sneered coldly: "I never expected that there would be so many shameless thieves in Lingnan."
Zheng Zong looked at Mu Lingtian, his eyes full of murderous intent, pointed the Guandao in his hand at Mu Lingtian, and said: "As long as I can kill a murderous maniac like you, no matter what method I use, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the martial arts world. "
Mu Lingtian smiled coldly: "Really? It depends on whether you have this ability."
Zheng Zong now has a trump card in his hand and has the qualification to despise Mu Lingtian. He said proudly: "Mu Lingtian, I'm not afraid to tell you that the person who captured your lover was Zhang Ping from the Lingnan Sword Sect. If you want to save him, , in exchange for your life, if you don't agree, then I can't guarantee what will happen to your lover, I will only give you one day to think about it, and I will wait for you at the Lingnan Sword Sect tomorrow."
