After a stick of incense, there were two solitary peaks half a step wide outside the Soul Valley. Yan Wugui stood on the top of an solitary peak indifferently, without even offering a magic weapon.
His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was recharging his energy. In an instant, he opened his eyes and frowned, showing a little impatience.
At this time, Mo Huaiyang came to wield the sword, but he was late. It was not because he was slow in wielding the sword, but because he wasted some time gathering his men outside the valley.
"Hey! Sect Leader Mo is really well prepared. He has already found helpers before this duel even begins!" Yan Wugui's words were full of sarcasm, and the disdain in his eyes was not hidden.
As soon as these words came out, there were more than ten Moying Sect disciples standing on the high mountain opposite the two peaks. A middle-aged man with silver-gray curly hair walked out swaggeringly and shouted loudly: "Zong Master Yan, don't be envious. You can also summon the disciples of Yan Yue Sect to come here!"
This scene happened to be watched by Shi Wuji, who came to control the beast. He didn't want to be too public. At the moment, it seemed that his allies were provoked by outsiders.
"Hmph! I look down on bullies with more than others!" Shi Wuji's face turned cold. He hurriedly called to the eldest disciple Wen Jinyan, who was coming back, and asked him to lead the disciples from the Ghost Doctor Tomb to watch the battle so that he could save Yan Wugui's life. Build momentum.
Wen Jinyan immediately took the order and headed towards Lihun Valley to wield his sword. The spirit deer under Shi Wuji's crotch seemed to sense the joy and anger of its master, and roared "yo yo" in its mouth, as if responding to its master's emotions.
"Xiao Wu, don't be rude to Sect Master Yan." When Mo Huaiyang saw the Master of Lihun Valley, he followed him without any intention, and immediately waved to the silver-haired man, telling him to step back and not say anything.
"Brother-in-law! If anyone is dissatisfied, call someone over. We can afford to wait!" The silver-haired man spoke again. He was Mo Huaiyang's brother-in-law and Mo Chengfeng's uncle, Feng Xiaowu.
Shi Wuji had always disliked people who were arrogant and domineering, so he immediately angrily said, "You are so pretentious! In this case, you can just take people back to the foot of the mountain. Do you still need to ask people to watch the battle?"
Seeing that his intentions were exposed in public, Mo Huaiyang immediately defended: "Mo had absolutely no such intention. It was the second mother-in-law who was a bitch who made her own decisions. She insisted on letting her fifth brother follow."
Feng Xiaowu didn't take it seriously. He raised his hands to Yan Wugui and said, "Yan Wugui, I, Feng Xiaowu, also want to meet you today!"
Yan Wugui swept away his cold light, looked at the noisy Feng Xiaowu, and replied indifferently: "I will not fight with unknown people."
At this time, the disciples from the Ghost Doctor Tomb have arrived with magic weapons. Although the cultivation level of the Medicine Sect disciples is generally not high, with the blessing of the elixir, the disciples who are not too poor in qualifications will reach the realm of expelling objects and use weapons. Of course it's not a problem.
They happened to encounter Feng Xiaowu's rather embarrassing scene, and they all burst into laughter. It was really a big joke that a little golden elixir-level monk actually called him the sect master of the Mahayana realm.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"What an idiot!"
Feng Xiaowu's face turned pale with anger and his veins bulged, "Yan Wugui, don't be complacent. Have you ever heard of the saying that a arrogant soldier will be defeated? One day you will suffer the consequences!"
Although the Liangzhou Feng Family cannot compare with the "Four Great Immortal Sects", it can still be regarded as a century-old martial arts family, but it fell into decline in Feng Xiaowu's father's generation.
Feng Xiaowu has four sisters. He is the only male in the younger generation of the Feng family. Since Feng Xiaowu was born, he has been treated like a treasure by everyone in the Feng family. Naturally, he had never experienced being laughed at in public, so he vented his anger on Yan Wugui, regardless of whether the Moying Sect and the Feng Family offended the Yan Yue Sect.
"Hmph! Then you have to live until that time!" Yan Wugui raised his eyebrows and raised his right hand to wave a palm.
Yesterday, Yan Wugui heard Wang Yuanting talk about this person. Feng Xiaowu had been running rampant in Wuyou Town with the support of Moying Sect. Today, he just happened to teach this "clown" who doesn't know the heights of the world.
"Back off!" Mo Huaiyang flew over first, slapped Feng Xiaowu hard in the face, and yelled at him to back off. If Yan Wugui really took action, that palm hit Feng Xiaowu, leaving him half dead and half crippled. How would he explain to the Feng family!
"Brother-in-law..." Feng Xiaowu covered his red and swollen face. Although he felt aggrieved, he still retreated to the center of the Mo Shadow Sect disciples. Mo Huaiyang's slap woke him up, and he was secretly grateful that he was lucky.
Mo Huaiyang quickly apologized to Yan Wugui on behalf of Feng Xiaowu. He cupped his hands and said with a smile on his face: "Master Yan, please calm down. You can't do it!"
"Master Mo is so proud." Yan Wugui stopped his hand boredly. He wanted to give Feng Xiao a lesson and try whether the Yan Yue Sect's exercises had the same effect on people who cultivated the body, but Mo Huaiyang turned this useless person As a treasure, it really spoils the fun.
When Mo Huaiyang saw Yan Wugui retracting his hand, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He continued to plead for mercy, fearing that Yan Wugui would regret it: "It's my wife who has pampered him all the time. Xiaowu is the only one in the Feng family." , please show mercy to Sect Master Yan!"
Yan Wugui withdrew his ice-like eyes and did not pursue the matter any further. He stood with his hands behind his back and smiled contemptuously: "Why don't you take action, Master Mo? Hey, I'm already tired."
As Yan Wugui spoke, he pretended to yawn, his eyes returned to Ji Beichen, and he ignored the people from the Mo Shadow Sect. He didn't want to give Mo Huaiyang face, he just wanted to end this sudden confrontation quickly so that he could tell Ji Beichen a story in his heart.
Mo Huaiyang gritted his teeth and swallowed the curse words for Feng Xiaowu. He bowed his hands respectfully and said, "Please enlighten me."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Mo Huaiyang jumped to the half-step solitary peak and exerted his strength. While he was sacrificing the magic weapon Yan Mo Dao, he was silently reciting the Moying Sect's secrets, and a dark black sword light was already directed towards Yan Wu. Return and attack fiercely.
Yan Wugui still looked at Mo Huaiyang with disdain. In his eyes, Mo Huaiyang was no different from Feng Xiaowu. They were both clowns who overestimated their capabilities.
Yan Wugui jumped up lightly, dodged Mo Huaiyang's attack in the air, and faced the enemy with his magic weapon Flame Sky Blade.
A blood-red sword light streaked across the sky, fighting with a dark black sword light. People could really feel the two powerful qi competing with each other between the two solitary peaks.
Everyone held their breath and watched the rare showdown between the two masters. Shi Wuji would not let Ji Beichen miss it, and had already ordered the disciples in the valley to bring him along.
When Shi Wuji saw Ji Beichen staring intently, he asked, "What do you think, little friend?"
"From the perspective of the direction of Qi, Sect Master Yan is slightly better." Ji Beichen replied solemnly while marveling that the duel between the two masters was actually a suppression of cultivation and a competition of Qi. Obviously Yan Wugui won absolutely nothing. suspense.
Shi Wuji knew that Mo Huaiyang's skills were not as good as others, but he was just arrogant in his words, so he asked casually out of boredom, but he didn't expect that Ji Beichen's answer was not that simple.
Ordinary monks couldn't tell the direction of the true energy, which made Shi Wuji very pleased. He couldn't help but praise him repeatedly: "He is indeed the direct disciple of Master Xuhai."
Seeing that he was no match, Mo Huaiyang began to get close again: "We haven't seen each other since Brother Yan went into seclusion. When we meet today, your skills have improved by leaps and bounds."
Yan Wugui snorted coldly after hearing this, knowing that Mo Huaiyang was trying to play tricks again, so he immediately replied: "But you are just standing still and making no progress."
As he spoke, he swung his sword with no mercy at all. Mo Huaiyang immediately lost face in front of his disciples.
"You..." Mo Huaiyang's face was gloomy and ugly, but the situation in Youzhou was unclear at the moment, and the leader of the Demon Sect was still the Yan Yue Sect. He could only hold back and strive for the opportunity to join forces.
Mo Huaiyang grinded his back teeth hard, forced out an ugly smile, and said with a smile: "Ashamed of myself, ashamed of myself! Brother Yan should think carefully about the marriage between you and me. With your and my ability , if we join forces to rule the Demon Sect, Huan Qianqiu will not be afraid, and it will not be difficult to fight against the Immortal Sect in the future!"
As soon as these words came out, Ji Beichen, who was watching the battle, became nervous. He knew that the Yan and Mo families had always been friends. If it hadn't been ten years ago, Yan Yueli would have married Mo Chengfeng...
Ten years ago, the Huan Mie Sect invaded Youzhou in an attempt to dominate the world of cultivation. The Cangxu Sect stepped forward to bring order to the chaos. Yan Yueli's mother, Xi Yue, was also involved. Yan Wugui has since withdrawn from the world, and Mo Huaiyang has mentioned it many times. The marriage between the two families was firmly denied by Yan Wugui.
Shi Wuji saw the dimness in Ji Beichen's eyes and knew that he must be worried about Yan Yueli and Mo Chengfeng's child marriage, so he couldn't help but comforted him and said: "Don't worry, Sect Master Yan will not violate his principles, let alone for the so-called Sacrificing his precious daughter for the great cause of the Demon Sect!"
Ji Beichen smiled bitterly, Yan Wugui was arrogant and arrogant. If it weren't for Mo Chengfeng, he would have looked down on him, but he still sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, Senior Shi, for your comfort."
Shi Wuji naturally saw that Ji Beichen smiled reluctantly, and couldn't help but shake his head. He must have made it difficult for this junior because Yan Wugui didn't say anything nice to Ji Beichen just now. He was assured of Ji Beichen's character. The future was long and Yan Wugui would regret it one day.
"Hahaha!" Yan Wugui's unruly voice came from Gufeng. Mo Huaiyang's words made him laugh wildly, and he cursed in his heart: After ten years, Mo Huaiyang really hasn't made any progress at all!
More than ten years ago, Feng Erniang shamelessly made friends with Xi Yue with the intention of annexing the Yan Yuezong, and even arranged a baby marriage for her two children. He could see what Mo Huaiyang was thinking at that time, but he couldn't bear to make Xi Yue sad when she knew what was going on, so he didn't tell her directly.
Now ten years later, Mo Huaiyang is still trying to annex Yan Yue Sect under the guise of this child's marriage. He is really wishful thinking. Could he be considered a fool?
Yan Wugui stopped smiling, looked at Mo Huaiyang who was slowing down his attack, and said sternly: "In that case, it is better for the Mo Shadow Sect to belong to my Yan Yue Sect first."
When Mo Huaiyang heard this, he knew that this matter was difficult to achieve, so he no longer hid his strength and directly challenged: "Hahaha, Sect Master Yan is still so fond of joking, today I will learn your "Fengqi Yuandian", this retreat What level is it at?"
"All demons are united!" Mo Huaiyang chanted the magic formula, gathered all the energy in his body into his right hand, and then waved the Yan Demon Sword in his hand heavily. The dark black sword light turned into several demon knives, and they all moved towards Yan Wu. Cut it off.
"A small skill." Yan Wugui smiled disdainfully. Mo Huaiyang's cultivation was not enough for him to use his full strength. He only gathered 50% of his true energy and swung his sword to use the eighth level "Hundred Birds" of "Fengqi Yuandian". "Chaofeng".
"go!"
Following Yan Wugui's roar, a long rainbow flashed across the sky, and the fiery sword light turned into a fire phoenix and rushed towards Mo Huaiyang. In the blink of an eye, another beam of sword light followed, then spread out and followed the fire phoenix, just like the fire phoenix soaring, followed by hundreds of birds. The magnificent scene was breathtaking.
"Not good!" Mo Huaiyang was shocked and used the little energy left in his body to gather into a defensive shield, which could only withstand it for a moment. After protecting his whole body, he quickly put on the concealment cloak and used the dark attribute spell to teleport out of the solitary peak, thus narrowly escaping the disaster.
Mo Huaiyang's escape was obviously lost. Yan Wugui didn't expect that Mo Huaiyang didn't have the courage to take this move. He couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "Where are you going, Master Mo?"
At this time, Mo Huaiyang, wearing a concealment cloak, had arrived outside the Soul-Living Valley. He used the Demon Sect's "Thousand Miles Sound Transmission" to spread the word: "I didn't expect that Brother Yan's "Fengqi Yuandian" has reached the eighth level. That cup I’ll ask for new tea another day.”
As soon as the people of the Mo Shadow Sect heard that the sect leader was leaving, they all looked ugly and walked away with their weapons dejectedly. Only the people of Lihun Valley were left behind, clapping their hands triumphantly.
Yan Wugui was very happy when he saw Mo Huaiyang running away. He happened to have some business to attend to, so he also used the "Thousand Miles Sound Transmission" to reply: "Sect Master Mo, please go away, I won't send him off."
