Starting with Xiao Li Feidao

Chapter 235 Subduing Zhao Mo
Under the moonlight, the woods rustled, and a group of people quickly came out of the woods.

By the dim moonlight, I saw that the leader was a tall and thin man dressed in sackcloth and barefoot.

This man has a calm demeanor, a stern face, eagle-like eyes, and the demeanor of a master. It is Yan Ping, the leader of Zhao Mo.

His face was originally gloomy, but seeing Yuan Zong whose acupoints had been tapped, he couldn't help showing joy.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Ping gave Xia Yunmo and others another look, stood not far away and shouted: "Yuanzong, I think you are also a member of the Mo sect, if you hand over the Juzi order, I will spare you from death. "

If there was only Yuan Zong alone, Yan Ping would directly want Yuan Zong's life without saying much.

But now he found Xia Yunmo and 18 people, and he could tell that everyone here was an elite person.

In order to chase Yuanzong faster, Yan Ping asked most of his disciples to wait in a city not far away, while he and more than thirty disciples chased him overnight.

If he can't catch up today and let Yuan Zong leave the state of Zhao, he will lose track of Yuan Zong, and it will be extremely difficult to find him again.

There are now 18 people on Xia Yunmo's side, and they all seem to be elites. Although Yan Ping is absolutely sure that he can win, he doesn't want casualties on his side.

Every Mohist here is his trump card.If it is not necessary, he does not want to be killed or injured.

As for Yuan Zong, he himself was seriously injured, and coupled with the running all the way, even if he is cured, it may be difficult to return to the peak, and at the same time, he lost the Juzi Order, which will have almost no impact on him, so let him go. .

It's a pity that Yuanzong just looked at him without saying a word.

Yan Ping frowned and said, "Yuanzong?"

Yuan Zong is still talking.

Xia Yunmo stood up at this moment, smiled and said, "The opposite is Zhao Mo Yanping."

Yan Ping said: "It is Yan Ping, may I ask who is your Excellency?"

Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "I'm Xia Yunmo."

Yan Ping thought about it, and seemed to think of Xia Yunmo, so he said, "But Xia Yunmo, the imperial swordsman."

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "I'm here, I don't know if you can save me and let Yuan Zong go."

Yan Pingdao: "All you need is for Yuanzong to hand over the Juzi order, and we will retreat naturally."

Xia Yunmo shook his head and said, "What if you can't hand it over?"

Ji Ziling had already been handed over to Xiang Shaolong, but he couldn't hand it over even if he wanted to.

Yan Ping sneered and said, "Since you can't hand over the Juzi Order, then please hand over Yuanzong."

Xia Yunmo shook his head again: "I still can't hand it over."

Yan Ping's face became more and more cold, and he said sharply: "If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude.

After Yan Ping finished speaking, he drew out his long sword and led many disciples over slowly. "

The guards didn't say much, and following Wu Zhuo's wave, they also drew out their weapons. Although they had fewer enemies and more enemies, none of them showed fear.

Sure enough, no matter what, it will eventually be resolved with powerlessness.

Xia Yunmo's eyes were full of light, and he didn't want to spend any more time with it.

Xia Yunmo waved his hand, and two beams of light flew out of the black box around his waist.

One of them is small and exquisite, if you don't concentrate and calm down, it's hard to find it.And another beam of light emitted a sharp light, as if it hurt people's skin.

The small and exquisite ray of light danced between the gaps of the crowd, and then there was a crisp sound of clicking, and the swords of the many disciples of Zhao Mo turned into pieces and fell to the ground.

As for that sharp ray of light, it stabbed straight forward, the speed and sharpness almost surpassed imagination, and a bloody hole was pierced in Yan Ping's chest in the blink of an eye.

Yan Ping fell down, with shock and fear in his eyes.

It is full of drama that this world's top swordsman died without even striking a single sword.

Those Momen disciples only felt a cold air rushing from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. Everyone was so cold that they didn't even dare to move.

When the two streamers flew back to Xia Yunmo's hand again, they realized that they were two very small swords.

No one could have imagined that these two small swords could exert such power.

What if the target of these two small swords was not the swords of the crowd, but the throats of a group of Momen disciples.

In an instant, they shuddered again, looking at Xia Yunmo's eyes full of fear.

As for the many guards, although they had seen Xia Yunmo attack before, they were also shocked this time, looking at Xia Yunmo like gods.

Afterwards, Xia Yunmo flicked his fingers again, hitting Yuan Zong's acupoints with energy. Yuan Zong's body relaxed, and he suddenly found that he could move freely again.

"Can you subdue this group of Momen disciples? If you can't, kill them all."

Xia Yunmo heard the rumors to Yuan Zong, and Yuan Zong's body shook, and he understood what Xia Yunmo meant.

"Yes, give me time."

He took a few steps forward, allowing many Mohist disciples to see him more clearly.

Just listen to Yuan Zong's loud voice: "I am Yuan Zong, a disciple of Meng Sheng, a great son of the third generation. I was ordered by my teacher to take over the great son. I want to unify the three inks, assist the new sage, realize both love and mutual benefit, without resentment and disputes." of great world.

"Zhao Mo is Yanping, for his own selfishness, disregarding the essence of Mohism, he is not worthy to be your leader, nor is he worthy to lead you."

"From today onwards, I, Yuanzong, will be your leader. I will lead you to fulfill the mission of your predecessor and unify the three inks. Do you have any dissatisfaction..."

It was only then that Xia Yunmo discovered that Yuan Zong, who seemed to be depressed and frustrated, was extremely eloquent, and then Xia Yunmo's power stunned the group of Mohists for a moment.

But also, in this world, if you are not eloquent and have no eloquence in social situations, it is easy to suffer and it is difficult to publicize your beliefs.

It took half a quarter of an hour for Yuanzong to subdue this group of Mohists temporarily.

After communicating with the leader of the Mohist for a while, he turned around and said to Xia Yunmo: "Brother Xia, besides them, there is a group of Mohist in the city not far away. I want to go back first. In the city, subdue this group of Mohists, and return before dawn."

Xia Yunmo said: "Do you need help?"

Yuan Zong shook his head, showing confidence, and said: "Without Yan Ping's hindrance, I am a justifiable giant, and with the help of these thirty people, I will definitely be able to subdue Zhao Mo."

Xia Yunmo nodded. If Yuan Zong took advantage of Xia Yunmo's current power, and his strength returned to its peak, even if he couldn't subdue Zhao Mo, it would be too useless.

Yuan Zong left in a hurry, and came back in a hurry when it was dawn.

When meeting Yuan Zong for the first time, not only was he physically injured, but his whole body was also dejected.

But now, he is full of vigor, as if he is ten years younger.

It can be seen that he has gained a lot in this line of work.

　It’s another rainy night alone, night owls should go to bed after reading this, sleepy=_=
　　
　
(End of this chapter)