The scarred man slowly walked towards Lu Jingyuan, holding a steel knife in his hand and looking fierce.
"You are finished, do you know?" The bandits shouted, "Our Brother Hu is the second most powerful person in the village. He once killed a pack of wolves with one sword!"
When the shopkeeper on the side heard this, his feet went weak. The wild wolves nearby were extremely tough, and three or four big men could not defeat one of them. Businessmen from other places dare not enter the mountains without the escort of more than a dozen bodyguards. Afraid of encountering wolves. That would be a narrow escape.
The scarred man in front of me actually killed a group of wild wolves. Isn't he a heavenly being? It is estimated that more than a dozen big men can't get close to him.
So, will the young man in front of him still be his opponent?
——Absolutely impossible.
The shopkeeper suddenly had a "foresight".
Although this young man couldn't compete with him. But, after all, it happened in my own store. If someone died, would he still be able to do business in the future?
"Hey, hey, Mr. Hu, this young man is from a foreign country. I don't know your name. Just for my sake, let him go."
The shopkeeper nodded and bowed to the scarred man with a smile on his face.
"Your face? What kind of bullshit face do you have? If the boss hadn't allowed us to kill innocent people indiscriminately, I would have killed you with a knife." The scarred man rolled his eyes at the shopkeeper and said.
The shopkeeper was so frightened that he trembled and dared not say a word. He was afraid that the other party would be cruel, so he cut himself off with a knife.
Lu Jingyuan still didn't move, maybe because he was scared to death.
The man with the scar stepped forward, stuck the knife on the table, looked at Lu Jingyuan coldly, and said, "Boy, do you want your life? Dare to hurt my people?"
"Of course I want my life." Lu Jingyuan looked at the other person up and down, raised his head, and was very disdainful. If the crooked melon in front of him wanted to hurt him, he might as well go back and practice for ten years.
The scarred man saw the disdain in Lu Jingyuan's eyes and became furious. Ever since he entered the stronghold, he has experienced dozens of battles. He has cut off countless heads with his sharp knife, and no one dares to disrespect him.
However, the young boy in front of him was so dismissive of him, which immediately made Samadhi angry.
At this time, even if the boss had an order not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, he couldn't care less about it. He picked up the sword and slashed at Lu Jingyuan.
Seeing this, the shopkeeper sat down on the ground. He didn't care about the young man's life or death. But if Lu Jingyuan died in his store, then it would become a dangerous store, and there would be no customers to come to it in the future!
At this moment, I saw a figure in front of me flicker, and a man in black was already in front of me. He was holding an unopened long sword in his right hand, and he just happened to control the sharp knife that the scarred man swung down.
"Who are you?" The man with the scar was stunned, because as soon as he connected with the man in black, all his strength was removed, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Mo Family - Mo Tingxuan."
The man in black responded. Judging from his appearance, he is only in his early twenties. Between the eyebrows, there is a heroic spirit coming out, and there is a sense of sanctity and inviolability.
When the scarred man heard the visitor announcing his door, he put away his knife, cupped his fists and said, "It turns out to be the young master of the Mo family, disrespectful!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand and led everyone away without looking back.
Lu Jingyuan's lips showed a hint of amusement, looking at the young master of the Mo family, it would definitely not be easy for him to be able to frighten an angry bandit leader into running away with his tail between his legs.
The store manager came forward with a smile on his face, received Mo Tingxuan, and thanked him profusely, "Thanks to Mr. Mo's timely arrival, the store was saved from a bloody disaster."
At the end of the sentence, he turned to Lu Jingyuan and said, "Why don't you thank Mr. Mo for taking action to save you from the bandits?"
Lu Jingyuan was not very disgusted. He turned around and hugged Mo Tingxuan, saying, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome, it's just a little effort."
The shopkeeper came up with a smile, and said with a fawning look on his face: "Young master Mo, just tell me what you want to eat. Today, I have thanked you for driving away the bandits. I'll treat you."
Mo Tingxuan was not polite. He ordered two plates of meat, three plates of vegetables, and a bowl of white rice, then sat down at the table opposite Lu Jingyuan. Eat slowly.
Lu Jingyuan saw that although the other party was wearing black clothes, he was still gorgeous. He was not from a wealthy family, but he was also a child of an aristocratic family. With such an identity, one cannot be hungry or cold when lying down. However, just now I saw him defeat the enemy with one move, causing the arrogant and domineering bandit leader to flee in panic, which shows that he also has special skills, which are not comparable to those of ordinary playboys. Then I had a good impression.
Lu Jingyuan stepped forward, exchanged his name, and then chatted, "Brother, I see you are not an ordinary idler. Where are you going?"
Since the bandits arrived, the shop has been deserted. Apart from the shopkeeper and waiters, only Mo Tingxuan and Lu Jingyuan are left. There was no doubt that the person Lu Jingyuan was speaking to was Mo Tingxuan.
Mo Tingxuan stopped his chopsticks, looked at the person who asked him, and said calmly: "Oh, I am from the Mo family in Zhenbei. My name is Mo Tingxuan. I am the second oldest child in the family. I went out this time to participate in Wudang Swordsmanship. Zong's entry test. I passed by here occasionally and saw Hu Laosan bullying others with brute force. I really didn't like him, so I stopped him. Don't take it too seriously."
After hearing these words, Lu Jingyuan nodded and said, "I happen to be going to Wudang Mountain, what if I don't mind going to the trouble to go with me?"
Mo Tingxuan thought for a moment and said: "Okay! I see that Hu Laosan has suffered a loss and will definitely not let it go. It doesn't matter if we go together, we can take care of each other."
It was settled at that moment, they were silent to each other and buried their heads in eating. Eat. Lu Jingyuan settled his account and went with Mo Tingxuan to the Wudang Sword Sect.
The two of them flew into the air with their swords and flew towards the mountains.
Mo Tingxuan was surprised to see that the other party could keep up with his speed. It is estimated that his cultivation level will not be weak. He didn't take action just now, and Hu Laosan's skills couldn't hurt him. Even with such a unique skill, he was still neither arrogant nor arrogant. He secretly had a crush on him, "Seeing that you have some cultivation skills, you also went to Wudang Mountain to take the entry test, right?"
Lu Jingyuan nodded and said: "Exactly. I also want to ask Mr. Mo about the test rules and taboos."
"I don't know much about the rules of the entry test, so it's okay to tell you about it. It's generally divided into three levels. If you pass the first level, you become a registered disciple. If you pass the second level, you can become an outer disciple. If you pass the third level, you can become an outer disciple. , then you will become an inner disciple, and even have a chance to become an elite disciple."
"Of course, each level is by no means easy to pass. The first level: the Daolin test. Enter a jungle in the sect. There is a magic circle inside the jungle, which will release a harsh and heart-piercing sound wave. People who do not have a Taoist mind If you persist against all odds, this level will often be cleared..."
Lu Jingyuan clasped his fists in thanks. As the two talked, they had a similar spirit and a good impression of each other, so they became brothers with different surnames.
"How do you know so much?"
Mo Tingxuan also readily agreed, "My ancestors were elders and protectors of the Wudang Sword Sect for several generations, and they were a proper sect family. When it came to my grandfather's generation, it suddenly declined, and no one passed the Taolin test. Now I'm going Taking the entry test also places high hopes on the family."
Mo Tingxuan asked about Lu Jingyuan's life experience. Lu Jingyuan just sighed and said: "I have lost my memory. I have no memory of my past. I only remember that I have a master whose whereabouts are unknown, and several uncles and junior brothers. This time I came to Wudang Sword Sect to recognize my ancestor and return to the sect. Come."
After a cup of tea, the two of them talked about the quick method of flying with a sword. They had already crossed a mountain top, and after another mountain top, they reached their destination - Wudang Sword Sect.
While they were talking and laughing, they suddenly felt a strange wind blowing from all directions, and a flying sword shot straight towards them with a white and cold light.
Mo Tingxuan stepped forward and shouted: "Swords coming!" He saw two swords coming out from behind, knocking away the flying swords with lightning speed.
"who is it?"
With a roar, his electric eyes followed the breath and saw a burly man standing on the top of the mountain, wearing a brown robe. Standing impressively to the right of the burly man was Hu Laosan.
"It's me, your grandfather!"
Hu Laosan put his hands on his hips and shouted.
Mo Tingxuan didn't want to pay attention to this guy who was relying on his own power. But that burly man made him frown.
Judging from the aura, this man's cultivation level is not much lower than his. It's a powerful enemy!
Standing next to the burly man, Hu Laosan felt that his courage suddenly became stronger. This man is his leader. A very powerful person.
The head of Heifeng Village: Xiao Huang.
Mo Tingxuan pointed at Hu Laosan and said, "I've let you go, what else are you doing?"
Hu Laosan laughed evilly and said, "You let me go, but I have no intention of letting you go! I'll give you two choices, either to lose money and avoid disaster, or to save your life."
Mo Tingxuan smiled disdainfully and snorted: "It's just you? Are you worthy?"
"Of course I'm no match for you. But my boss is here, can you beat him?"
Mo Tingxuan didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore. He used the two-handed sword technique and used the "Double Dragons Going to the Sea" move. The two silver swords glowed with cold light and struck directly at Hu Laosan with the force of piercing the Nine Nethers.
Hu Laosan was only a martial artist at best. He was not good at wielding swords, guns and sticks. He could not match the power of flying swords. When he saw murderous intent, he rushed toward him and shouted: "Boss, save me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange wind like a knife came over and resisted the two sharp qi. Xiao Huang made a gesture with his fingers, controlled the flying sword, and fought with two Mo Tingxuan flying swords.
Xiao Huang made a long sword fly up and down, and actually withstood the attack of Mo Tingxuan's two flying swords. For a while, the two parties formed a confrontation and were at a stalemate.
Time flies away in the fierce battle, and an hour has passed in the blink of an eye.
Mo Tingxuan's face gradually became serious, his breathing was audible and heavy, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his offensive was also dispersed. Three points of defeat have been revealed. He still gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on.
In contrast, Xiao Huang, who was opposite him, had a relaxed look on his face, and he moved his flying swords as he pleased, as if he was still in the warm-up stage and had not yet used his special skills.
"Hey! Boy, you can't do it! I let you be so arrogant in front of me! Why don't you say anything now?" Hu Laosan saw that Mo Tingxuan was at a disadvantage and couldn't help but feel proud.
"Brother Lu, I am no match for him. You should run for your life now!"
After Mo Tingxuan said this, he could no longer hold on and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Want to leave? There is no door! No one can escape." Hu Laosan shouted.
Xiao Huang clasped his hands together and formed another mudra. Suddenly he saw the long sword spinning and forming like a tornado. Mo Tingxuan was unable to stop in time, and the two flying swords were sucked into the tornado. Xiao Huang pointed at Mo Tingxuan, and the tornado struck him as if it was alive.
No matter how hard it was for Mo Tingxuan to hold on, he was swept away by the tornado, unable to stand, and flew backwards, with his mouth open and blood flowing out.
