Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 164 Five Sharp Weapons
"Master Mo's words are serious."

Glancing at the person who spoke just now, Mo Xiezi's purple eyes were half closed, and his red lips were slightly parted.

"Although Mo Xie is a womanizer, she can still be regarded as a promise, so naturally she can't fake it."

Yun Zhonghe looked at Mo Xiezi unscrupulously, and jokingly said, "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and compete, Yun can't wait for the beauty he hugged to return."

Mo Xiezi ignored him, and lightly held the hilt of his sword, "Everyone has traveled thousands of miles to participate in the "Shenwei Conference" held by our village. Naturally, we want to see the magic soldiers, which is worthy of the name."

Miejue Shitai listened, thoughts flashed through her eyes, she got up and cupped her hands and said:

"The poor nun's Emei faction is extinct. I have seen the owner of Mo Zhuang, and now the poor nun just happens to be missing a weapon in his hand. I came here to ask the owner of Mo Zhuang. I don't know if the magic weapon displayed in your village is for sale?"

Seeing Miejue Shitai's sudden words, many people in the hall didn't know that the "Yi Tian Sword" was lost, and started talking in low voices immediately.

"Huh... doesn't the Emei Sect already have the "Yitian Sword", could it be that Miejue Shitai feels that the "Yitian Sword" is playing tricks?"

Li Tianheng, the head of the Tianshi Hall of the Tianying Sect, smiled coldly.

"My friend, you don't know. The Emei Sect's "Yitian Sword" was lost last year. Exterminate this old nun's magic weapon. Without a good weapon, he can't show much strength. .”

When that person was about to ask questions, he saw that he was a disciple of the Sky Eagle Sect, so he immediately shut up.

……

Hearing the cynicism of those "demons and ghosts" around him, Miejue Shitai's face trembled with anger, his anger sank to his dantian, and he let out a cold snort, like a thunderclap, which no one dared to despise.

Mo Xiezi on the high platform in the hall stretched out his hands and pressed his hands, and said in a solemn voice, "Dear guests, please give Mo Xie some face and stop arguing."

Yue Laosan jumped up against the case and said loudly, "You blacksmith, why should I give you face?"

"What are you talking about, third child? Maybe it will be your younger sibling in the future."

Mo Xiezi frowned, holding a sword in his hand, and walked towards the "Four Great Evil Men" step by step.

Staring at Mo Xiezi's elegant and calm gait like a flowing cloud, Yun Zhonghe, who thought he had countless girls, swallowed twice reluctantly.

"What does Zhuang Mo mean by this? I figured it out, so I'm going to fall into Yun's arms so soon?"

"Everyone who comes is a guest. Our village intends to welcome you, but it doesn't mean that people are allowed to behave freely in my "Sword Forging Villa"!"

Yun Zhonghe was slightly stunned, his heart vigilant, and he still looked frivolous on the surface.

"What's the matter, Zhuang Mo wants to do something."

"Fourth, what are you talking about, it's up to me!"

Yue Laosan pushed Yun Zhonghe away, and using the "crocodile scissors" with both hands, he cut fiercely at Mo Xiezi's waist and abdomen.

"Third brother, be careful, don't hurt the beauty..."

ping pong -

Before Yun Zhonghe finished speaking, everyone present only heard a strange noise, and saw that half of Yue Laosan's heavy "crocodile beak scissors" fell on the blue bricks, and they couldn't help showing a look of shock.

Holding half of the "crocodile mouth scissors" in his hand, the third child of Crocodile Yue was thinking slowly, and before he could react, when he was about to continue, he heard his boss telling himself that he had lost by using the kung fu of "transmitting sound into secret".

After Mo Xiezi showed his "sword drawing skills", everyone in the hall was impressed by the sharpness of the sword, and did not dare to underestimate the owner of Mo Zhuang.

Yang Guo saw it from a distance, his eyes were slightly closed, he wondered if he could defend against the sudden sword strike just now.

After casting a cold glance at Yun Zhonghe, Mo Xiezi calmly returned to the stage in the center of the hall.

at this time.

A dozen or so disciples on the stage moved five shelves covered with red cloth.

Apparently, the magic weapon on display was under the red cloth.

"Master, the weapons exhibited by our village today are treasures in my "Sword Casting Villa".

However, the other weapons in the village are also of the highest quality. If the teacher is interested, Mo Xie can give the teacher one, thanking the teacher for traveling thousands of miles from "Emei" to my "Sword Casting Villa". "

Looking at Mo Xiezi, who was only in his early twenties, Miejue Shitai thought of the "Emei School" that was out of date, and his eyes flashed with fatigue.

"Thank you, Master Mo, for your kindness, but I, the "Emei Sect", can't do things that take advantage of others, so I will give money."

Mo Xiezi nodded slightly, "Since that's the case, Mo Xie won't force it anymore."

……

After some politeness, Mo Xiezi quickly tore off a piece of red cloth, revealing the weapon on it.

"Everyone! There are five magical weapons today.

And this first piece is also Mo Xie's clumsy work, named "Zangfeng". The sword weighs thirteen catties and is three feet and four inches long. "

Listening to her words, many people in the hall who were just going through the motions were aroused interest.

"Master Mo, I don't know what is the meaning of this sword named "Zangfeng"?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Mo Xiezi's mouth, and his brows drooped slightly, dispelling the inhuman coldness on his face.

"This sword is called "Zang Feng", so it can naturally hide its sharpness."

"Master Mo, why don't you talk about it carefully?"

"Although we don't have the chance to get it, it's good to listen to it."

"Vendor Mo's martial arts skills are extraordinary, how about the ancestral sword-making skills?"

……

Mo Xiezi shook his head lightly, "The secret on the weapon is related to the life of the owner of the weapon. How can outsiders know it? Please stop asking."

Hearing this, although everyone felt a little unwilling, they didn't ask any more questions. Obviously, it was necessary for Mo Xiezi to reveal his hand just now.

offstage.

Lu Wushuang pushed Yang Guo's arm lightly, pointed to the "Zangfeng Sword" glowing blue and asked.

"What do you think of this sword?"

Yang Guo's eyes were dim, and he said slowly, "Why do you want it?"

"You want to give it to me?"

"I want to go to the arena by myself later, won't it be up to you to choose?"

Lu Wushuang curled her lips and gave Yang Guo a contemptuous look, she still knows a lot about her martial arts.

"The second piece was cast by my late father and named "Hangang". It is a heavy knife weighing 36 jins and four feet and four inches long. It is generally made of cold iron from the deep sea. It is as cold as snow, if it is injected with yin and cold internal energy, it will have great power."

"Could it be possible that Master Mo's "Sword Forging Villa" has other weapons?"

A famous young hero asked straightforwardly.

"Although our village is famous for casting swords, it's not because we don't know how to forge other weapons, such as knives, guns, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks... there are eighteen kinds of weapons that I can't forge in "Sword Forging Villa".

"I don't know how Zhuangzhu Mo thinks that compared with the "Shenbing Valley" in Lingnan, which one of you has better skills."

Mo Xiezi's eyes flickered with purple light, and his brows and eyes were smiling.

"Although Mo Xie has never met the master of "Shenbing Valley", but his father once said that our lineage of "Sword Casting Villa" was passed down from Ou Yezi, the originator of sword casting. Although Mo Xie is only superficial, he absolutely dare not Disgrace his old man's name."

Hearing this, the hall once again heated up discussions.

Mo Xiezi didn't resist, just waited for a while, continued to lift pieces of red cloth, introduced the weapons, and let people come to the stage to use them.

The five weapons are "Zangfeng Sword", "Hangang Sword", "Butterfly Chasing Silver Spear", "Crow Nine Swords", and "Fire Sword".

Among them, "Crow Nine Swords" and "Huo Jing Sword" are both famous swords in the Tang Dynasty. The former was cast by the swordsmith "Crow Nine" and the latter was owned by "Tang Dezong".

Yang Guo watched quietly, he couldn't help but want to use his "black iron epee" to compare with them.

"It's getting late, everyone, why don't you go to eat first, how about having a martial arts competition in the afternoon?"

"What Zhuang Zhuang said is reasonable, my old Li is hungry."

"By the way, there are quite a few young heroes present today. I don't know if Zhuang Zhu Mo wants to touch someone."

As soon as these words came out, many young people in the hall looked over and observed Mo Xiezi's expression.

"This distinguished guest is joking, let's eat first, our village is ready."

Mo Xiezi kept silent and left the hall, leaving behind a delicate back.

"Stop looking, your eyes are about to fall off!"

Yue Lingshan stomped her feet and grabbed Linghu Chong's ear angrily.

"It hurts, hurts... Junior sister, you misunderstood, I was looking at Zhuang Zhu's sword."

"Really?"

"Why are you lying to me? Zhuangzhu Mo's sword really cuts iron like mud. The big scissors of Yue Laosan broke when he brushed them. They are so powerful. Compared with the three swords on the stage just now, they are even worse. To go above and beyond."

"Brother, do you want it?"

Linghu Chong shook his head and sighed, "Hey...Your senior brother, I don't dare to have this dream. A refined iron sword costs dozens of taels of silver. Such a magical weapon is hard to find..."

Yue Lingshan's dark eyes rolled, as if thinking of something, she whispered, "Brother, will you go to the martial arts competition in the afternoon? If you can enter the top three, can't you choose a sword? You can choose Zhuangzhu Mo If you don’t have a saber, it’s enough, but you can only enter the top three.”

Linghu Chong's expression froze, and he glanced at the young people of the same generation around him, only feeling his scalp go numb.

"Junior Sister, although your senior brother wants a sword, he wants his life more. Have you seen Nan Murong over there? If I meet him, you may not see your senior brother again."

"That Murong Fu is so powerful? Then I heard people said that he was severely injured by Yang Guo's three strokes last year? Yang Guo is still about the same age as you, senior brother!"

Linghu Chong twitched the corner of his mouth and coughed twice, "Yang Shaoxia is really very human, not something ordinary people can compare to."

"What are you two mumbling about, hurry up and follow."

Yue Buqun's stern and slightly dissatisfied voice sounded in front of him.

Swallowing the words that came to her mouth, Yue Lingshan obediently responded, and quickly chased after her.

in the crowd.

Lu Wushuang sneaked closer to Yang Guo's side, "Brother Yang, I saw a lot of people gearing up, will you be in the ring this afternoon?"

"What am I going to do? If Brother Xiao is here, maybe I'm still a little interested in doing two tricks. If they say it... just forget it."

"Brother Yang, are you really not on stage?"

"Not interested in."

Yang Guo felt that Lu Wushuang suddenly changed his name, he must have done something wrong, so he wanted to leave, but she quickly caught up.

"Brother Yang, how about you go on stage and have fun?"

Yang Guo stopped, and sighed helplessly, "Which sword do you like?"

Lu Wushuang's eyebrows flashed with joy, and he asked tentatively, "You agreed?"

"Well, it depends on your mood."

"No, you just agreed. Yilin and Mr. Lu can testify!"

Lu Sanjin seemed to be smiling forever, and looked kind.

"Since Miss Lu is brother Yang's righteous sister, she is my sister Lu Sanjin. If you want a sword, you can wait a while. I will send someone to Kaifeng Mansion to get it for you. I just collected some of them a few days ago. It should be no worse than the above."

Lu Wushuang opened and closed his mouth twice, then shook his head, "Forget it, I can't wait."

"Miss Lu, don't you use a sword? Why do you want a sword?"

Ever since Yilin met Lu Wushuang, she had seen her wielding the "Silver Arc Scimitar" all the time, but today she suddenly said that she wanted to use a sword, so she was naturally puzzled.

Lu Tie stroked his beard lightly, and said, "Little Master, I don't know too much. Although this Miss Lu is equipped with a scimitar, she only uses sword moves. Naturally, she uses the sword more sharply. I don't know if I am old or not, is that right? "

Although Lu Tie spoke confidently, his eyes kept looking at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo was not surprised when he said it out.

After all, this Lu Tie is also an innate master, with a lot of experience in the world, and he still has some eyesight, and the modified saber technique is too clumsy, and there is no flexibility.

The saber technique Lu Wushuang learned came from the "Jade Girl Sword Technique" modified by Li Mochou.

Li Mochou didn't intend to teach Lu Wushuang any profound and unpredictable martial arts at first, this set of saber techniques was just to fool her.

"Do you really want it?"

Lu Wushuang nodded again and again, "Who doesn't want a magical weapon? Brother Yang, please help."

"I'll help you this time."

Lu Wushuang's brows and eyes were full of joy, and he cupped his hands solemnly and said, "Brother Yang, I'm begging you. After the matter is completed, I will host a banquet for you."

She is still very confident in Yang Guo's martial arts.

Seeing Lu Wushuang jumping up and down with Yilin in his arms, Yang Guo smiled and shook his head gently.

"Mr. Lu, you guys talk first. I'm going to meet a friend. I'll see you later."

Lu Sanjin was slightly taken aback, "Then...see you later."

Yang Guo responded, and followed the direction of the Tianying Sect's group just now.

In the dense crowd, Yang Guo walked extremely fast, but he didn't meet anyone, his lightness kung fu became more and more advanced.

Not for a while.

Yang Guo then saw Tianyingjiao group wearing a black robe with an eagle pattern on the cuffs.

In just a few breaths, Yang Guo passed through a group of warriors from the evil sect, and came to the side of Li Tianyuan, the leader of the Sky Eagle Sect.

In fact, there were quite a few people who tripped Yang Guo along the way.

Yang Guo didn't bother to talk to them, he chose to ignore them, he didn't dodge at all, and directly crushed them, which made many embarrassing people hold grudges.

Yang Guo suddenly appeared next to him, Li Tianheng was startled, subconsciously wanted to attack, and the Skyhawk disciples did the same.

"Leader Li doesn't need to do anything. Yang has no malicious intentions. I just want to ask why she didn't see Hall Master Ziwei? She made an appointment with Yang to meet at the "Shen Bing Conference", but what happened?"

Li Tianheng was still a little confused at first, but when he recalled Yin Susu's words, he tentatively asked in a low voice, "You are Yang Guo, Yang Shaoxia?"

Yang Guo nodded slightly, "It is Yang."

"Li Tianheng, I met Yang Shaoxia."

"Leader Li doesn't need to be so polite, let's talk about things first."

Listening to Li Tianheng's conversation, everyone in Tianyingjiao was relieved.

"Miss, he originally wanted to invite here in person, but something happened in the middle, so he changed his mind and sent here."

Li Tianheng looked around, watching the people in the world coming and going, and kept silent, as if he was worried about being overheard.

(End of this chapter)