The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 46 Reversal
The men and women in this Yizhuang are exactly Mo Li, Yang Qian'er and a group of maids from the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Starting from Wudang Mountain, the group traveled for more than ten days before they entered the border of Guanzhong. However, as soon as they entered Huayang, they heard that the little sword god Mo Li had kidnapped women, killed people and robbed wealth.

At that time, Mo Li, Yang Qian'er and his group were taken aback. Because everyone was inseparable for half a month, how could Mo Li have the time to do evil things?

What's more, if he really wants to rob a woman, he is surrounded by people from the ancient tomb, all of them are of extraordinary beauty, how can they look far away.

Everyone inquired carefully, only then did they realize that someone was impersonating, using the name of the Wudang faction to deceive the trust of the big family, and then committing crimes. Innocent women disappeared without a trace in the city almost every day.

This made Mo Li furious, they spent a few days of hard work, carefully inquiring around, and finally found the trace of the impostor, and found Yi Zhuang.

No one expected that a gangster who did all kinds of crimes, a flower picker who stole fragrances and jades, would end up hiding in this gloomy Yizhuang, dealing with coffins all day long.

"I'm Li Li, but I don't know your name."

Mo Li smiled and said: "If you are a thief, you will be a thief. If you insist on pretending to be my name, you really have the guts."

Scarface was even more frightened, he trembled all over, and said in a trembling voice: "You... how could you appear in Guanzhong?"

A few months ago, Mo Li and Yumen Pass defeated the five masters of the Beggar Clan. The whole world knew about it. He went all the way south, and it seemed that he was on his way back to Wudang. Who would have thought that he would return to Guanzhong again in such a short period of time? !
"You haven't answered Mo Mou's question yet. Who are you, and why do you pretend to be me to do evil?" Mo Li asked again, a wisp of fierce energy rose from his body, and locked on the scarred face from afar.

At this moment, Scarface only felt that he was pressed against his chest by a sharp cold sword, and he was almost suffocated due to the suppressed fear of death!
"me……"

Scarface's chest heaved violently, and his breathing was extremely rapid. It was obvious that his inner emotions were very intense.

Gu Songli looked at the situation in the field, but his heart was very excited. I am afraid that tonight will be the most fruitful time for him to travel through the rivers and lakes. He makes a move, this is the dream scene of how many Jianghu children dream of!
He pricked up his ears, wanting to listen carefully to what the scarred face said, but suddenly, a sense of powerlessness rose from his whole body, and all the internal strength in his body did not respond for a moment, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground !
Oops!poisoned!

Gu Songli's face changed drastically, and at the same time, the eight women in black and white clothes also fell to the ground together, letting out bursts of exclamations!
"Despicable, actually poisoned!"

Gu Songli only heard an angry shout, and then a life-threatening cold light lit up, and the sword energy was so strong that it made people feel cold all over.

However, the sword light had dimmed before it was sheathed. He took a closer look and saw that it was the long sword on Mo Li's waist. At this moment, half of the blade was exposed, and the hand that drew the sword was trembling. , that handsome young man with a gentle temperament, his body was on the verge of falling, obviously he couldn't hold it anymore!

Was the little Sword God also poisoned? !

Gu Songli had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He thought that a character like Mo Li, just like those sung on stage or written in picture books, possessed all kinds of incredible powers, and no means could escape their eyes. Unexpectedly, he would be poisoned like him!

"Little Sword God Mo Li, after all, the name is not worthy of the name."

The man with the scarred face had a smug smile on his face, and said: "No matter how good the sword technique is, what's the use of sending me so many beauties..."

His eyes were full of greed and looked at Yang Qian'er and other ancient tomb sect women, and Mo Li said with a look of 'sorrow and indignation': "Who the hell are you?!"

"I'm the one who wants your life!"

Scarface snatched the long sword from Mo Li's waist, laughed and said, "Is this your divine sword that spans the world? From today, it's surnamed Gu!"

He pulled out the blade, and saw the cold air blowing towards his face. The black and white mottled sword body showed a posture of balance between yin and yang, with a faint murderous aura rising up. It is indeed a good sword worth thousands of gold.

Mo Li said: "If you move my sword, you will regret it."

"What are you regretting, you're going to die today, I'm so ecstasy, even a cow will lose its strength, let me obediently let you manipulate me, let alone you?!"

The scarred face said proudly: "When death is imminent, I'm not afraid to tell you that those beggars from the beggar gang spent fifty thousand taels of silver to let me ruin your reputation, and now they even took your life, Shi Huolong That old thing, why don't you give me another fifty thousand taels?"

Gu Songli frowned, shocked in his heart, this... this actually involved the fight between the Beggar Gang and Wudang!

When he said listen to himself, he clearly meant to save one and take his own life!
Thinking of this, Gu Songli hurriedly said: "Heroes, I have never had any enmity with you, please spare my life, I swear to God, I will never tell what happened today!"

He looked nervously at the man with the scar, cursing inwardly that it was bad luck, but when he returned home, he unexpectedly encountered such a thing.

The scarred face turned around, smiled at him, and said, "Don't worry, Your Excellency, Shaoxia Mo's sword is very sharp, and you will never suffer any pain."

"you……"

Gu Songli was out of breath, and was about to yell at him, but in an instant, a black and white mottled sword light lit up, and the scarred face had stabbed towards him with a sword!
This person's sword light is swift, and his movements are extremely agile, even in his heyday, he cannot dodge, let alone at this time.

My life is over!

The sword light was getting closer and closer, so close that Gu Songli could feel the chill on the blade of the sword. A look of despair flashed across his eyes, but when the tip of the sword was on his neck, he suddenly stopped. .

What... what's the situation...

He was confused and looked intently, but saw the man with the scar on the back of the long sword whose face was flushed red, exhausted all his strength, the long sword in his hand could not be handed out any more.

All this is because of a finger, a finger resting on the blade.

That finger seemed to be as heavy as Mount Tai, pressing on the blade of the sword. No matter how much strength the scarred man exerted, he was like a sea of ​​mud, unable to advance or retreat, and could only freeze there.

The owner of the finger was the boy in white who should have fallen to the ground and lost his combat power. At this moment, there was a smile on his delicate brows and eyes, while the man with the scar was terrified.

"How...how is it possible, you...you have been drugged by me..."

The man with the scar said in disbelief, even a top-ranking expert would let his drug be slaughtered by him!
"That's because your dose is too light, only enough to fascinate a cow."

Mo Li looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "I told you, you will regret it if you move my sword."

Before the man with the scarred face could answer, the black and white mottled sword light lit up again, like lightning, incredibly fast.

Zheng!
Before Gu Songli saw the movement clearly, the sound of the long sword being sheathed could already be heard in his ears.

The voice was like an order, a large head suddenly rolled to the ground, followed by a body landing with a thud.

dead... dead?
Gu Songli stared dumbfounded at the reversal of the scene, but saw the white-clothed young man with a long sword in its sheath in front of him, with a relaxed expression, as if he had never made a sword...

(End of this chapter)