Ancient One

In the small courtyard, Mo Pingxi came back to the world, and together with Mo Wanfeng, both went down.

Mo Xiaochuan’s legs have completely lost consciousness, leaving him alone in blood and standing there, appearing proud in the night wind.

The cyan ray gradually became illusory, and the figure of a sacred wind bone came out of it, holding a piece of jade in the hand, and each step took the rules of heaven and earth. Like in the heavens and the earth, he was the embodiment of the rule, every move, It is a martial art.

Everyone is a big man, and the old man is actually coming.

Even the six great elders, I don’t know how many years have ever seen the ancestors. I only know that the old people have been practicing in the Black Iron City, and they don’t even know where the specific location is.

Gu Feiyang finally moved, and the light and pale look of the wind swept away. In exchange for the bulging war in his eyes, the excited blood flowed smoothly in the body, and it seemed that he finally found the person he was looking for.

The old ancestors said: "I heard that you talked about the thousand miles of Haoran, and it seems that I am extremely dissatisfied with my Mojia martial arts. The morning is dead, and no one in the Mo family can practice the thousand miles of Hao Ran to the extreme. Today, I will fight for it. Go to the appointment in the morning, and you will be a rising star in the mainland."

All four

All the people of Mojia are all cold and sweaty, what is the identity of the old man, who is it. Except for the heads of the seven super-powers, or the people of the sanctuary and the gods of the sea, no one in the world is qualified to fight him.

Gu Feiyang’s mouth showed a smile, saying: “There is a bit of a meaning, you are qualified to fight for the morning”

The words of arrogance, the people around the Mo family all show the color of resentment, gnashing their teeth.

Mo Pingxi is also angry: "What qualifications do you have to fight with the ancestors, you can see the true meaning of the ancestors, it is the greatest honor for you in this life."

He said that he only felt some deafness in the ancient flying ear, but in the hearts of thousands of Mo family, it is true. Many of the younger generations of the Mo family did not see the ancestors of their ancestors in their lives, not to mention the fact that the deity came, and thousands of people were excited and far-sighted.

"It’s all stopped, you are not the opponent."

The words of the old man, suddenly like cold water, poured into the hearts of every Mo family. All of them are shocked, but since the ancestors said so, they will not doubt, 100% believe.

The old man looked at the ancient flying, Lang Lang said: "You are the second talent outside the morning, I have seen such a high-ranking younger generation. No, it should be said that your talent is still in the morning. Today after the war The mainland will certainly have your name circulated."

Gu Feisheng said: "The old guy is really nonsense, I have been waiting impatiently. It was a pity that I didn't see the Millennium after the encounter with the Snow City and Mo Douchen. You will make up for me today. ”

The old man said: "As you wish."

In his hand, jade draws a pattern of Taiji in the air, and he raises his hand to Tianweihehe. He is the end of the martial art between heaven and earth, and everything evolves in his hands.

"Millennium Haoran 诀 first style, red dust gaze at the moon"

The Taiji pattern evolved into the red dust in the jade of his hand, and the endless nights of the night turned back and turned into colorful colors. In the moonlight, all the gods condense into a stream of light, swaying down.

Gu Feiyang's face was dignified, and he did not dare to care. In the five fingers of the virtual grip, the sword came out of the air, holding a green lotus in his hand and shouting: "Qinglian sword song, Jiuhua circulation"

The sword gasified into nine green lotuses one by one, showing the Sanskrit arrangement in the air, blocking the streamer in front of the body, the difference jade sword cold, wrapped in Qinglian Cuiye heavy

The ancient flying sword style changed, and the long sword in his hand disappeared. He squeezed his sword and pointed his way to the sky. In the darkness, the tens of thousands of stars fell into the sky, turning into a huge star sword, and the jade and the Taiji figure in the hands of the ancestors.

"The sky is empty, the night is disillusioned, the sword is smashed - the star is gone"

The ancestors also changed their looks. The jade in their hands was a turn, and the taiji suddenly operated immediately. The yin and yang fish floated between his arms. The jade was turned into a jade sword, sweeping all the streamers and stabbing the star. sword

"Millennium Haoran 诀 second style, jade shadow sighs the sword"

The two invincible swords resounded, and the whole world was transformed into a sea of ​​swords. All of them were bathed in the supreme sword. It seems that only the swordsmanship is annihilated between the whole world. Nothing without me.

Even some people have broken through the long-standing bottleneck in this sword, and they have been shocked.

And as the two swords swayed, the tangible things of the Black Iron City, the entire land of Mojia was turned into ashes. Everyone was stunned by the sword, and they showed a blind eye and they were shocked.

"stop"

The old man’s dignified voice came and said: “If you fight again, my black iron city will be completely destroyed.”

With the voice of the old man, the swordsmanship of the sky gradually dissipated, and it gradually became black after a long time, and restored the normal color that originally belonged to the night. The afterglow of the moon was sprinkled, but there was no such cold arrogance as it seemed to be cautious after the previous swordsmanship.

The ancient Feiyang is still white and snowy, proud of the sky.

The Sword of Stars is flashing in his hands, turning into a little starlight, like a firefly scattered around the body.

He bowed his head: "The old man, this thousand miles is really good. But if you don't make it to me, this set of exercises is better than my sword."

The people who have been shocked can't speak, and they are all blindfolded. The two styles of the previous match are basically unsuccessful in their view. But the facts are, but no one knows. At this moment, listening to the ancient flying Yang said, it is even more shocking.

The ancestors lived for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "I will not be your enemy in a few years."

This sentence is like a huge stone thrown into the lake, causing a huge embarrassment, the whole Mojia people heard it, no one dared to believe.

The six elders of the elders are even more ruthless and thoroughly petrified.

The ancestors are the spiritual pillars of their black iron city Mojia. They are even higher than the seven superpowers in their generations. When they are today, they are the sanctuary strongmen. The seven major factions are afraid to say that they will win. Passed the ancestors.

At this moment..., the old man said that after several years, he was not the enemy of the eyes. How old is this boy?

"Good, strong, this person is really strong"

The two styles of confrontation, like the inscriptions of the bones, are forever printed in the mind of Mo Xiaochuan. There is a strong voice in his heart. I must worship this person as a teacher. I must worship him as a teacher. I can surpass my father to defeat the enemy.

"Qi, beg you, beg you to accept me as a disciple."

Under the clear moonlight, in the silence of Wan Hao, Mo Xiaochuan's voice crossed the night sky, and his numb knees "plopped" and slammed down, deep worship, and his forehead squatting on the earth. "right

"disgraceful"

An angry scream came from Mo Ping's mouth. He said with anger: "As a child of my family, I am shameful to worship others as a teacher. I will not roll it back."

Mo Wanfeng's face suddenly condensed, stepping forward, and even kneeling down, pleading: "Ancient Feiyang, please see his father's share with you, please take Xiaochuan away."

This whole Mo family has been lost.

Mo Wanfeng was a great elder. He even stunned everyone on the one-knee squatting of Gu Feiyang, so that everyone was shocked and abnormal, and the six elders of the elders changed their faces.

"Mo Wanfeng pays attention to your identity"

An elder elder angered and said: "I am so angry, I can't afford it."

Mo Wanfeng eagerly looked at the ancient flying, he has left everything behind. This one knee squat, the result will be removed from the status of the elders, and is subject to strict family rules. But for Mo Xiaochuan, he can't take care of anything.

Gu Feiyang knocked on his head and said: "Oh, this can give me a problem. I can't talk to Mo Douchen about anything. Just look at his strength and want to compare it. This kid's talent. It is very general."

"Take me away, I will definitely exceed my father."

Mo Xiaochuan screamed firmly: "I will definitely surpass my father and then defeat your father for me."

"Oh?"

Gu Feiyang’s pupils shrank slightly and smiled softly: “The old man, what do you think? This is your child’s oh. Don’t say that I am abducting you from the Mo family, and looking for me in the world.”

The old ancestors looked at Mo Xiaochuan and slowly said: "If Xiaochuan is willing to go with you, please ask him to accept him as a disciple. I will also be your father who died for him."

"grandfather"

Everyone was shocked. I couldn’t think of even saying this to the ancestors. The next six elders of the elders are even more shut up and dare not say more. It’s not a shame that Mo Wanfeng is there.

Gu Feiyang said faintly: "This way, okay, let me try. However, I don't want waste to be an apprentice. I will take you to a place. If you can pass the test, I will accept you as a disciple.

Mo Xiaochuan was overjoyed, and at one time, the feelings of the mixed feelings, tears could not help but fall, the loud voice: "I will pass the test if I can't pass, I won't pester you."

Gu Feiyang looked at him and said coldly: "If you can't pass, you have no chance to wrap me up. www.readwn.com~ Mo Wanfeng's heart shocked and suddenly said: "Gu Feiyang, where are you going to take him? ? He is the only son of my eldest brother, you can't hurt him."

Gu Feiyang sneered: "If that's the case, then stay with you."

Mo Xiaochuan was afraid that the ancient Feiyang would change his mind and hurriedly said: "Uncle Wanfeng, I will definitely pass the test and worship him as a teacher. You can rest assured."

Mo Wanfeng's face is extremely difficult to look at. He said: "Where are you going to take him?"

Gu Feiyang looked up and looked at the endless distance. He spit out three words in his mouth, saying: "The gods hole

These three words are like infinite magic, so that some people in the place are all trembled, feeling the cold wind into the bones, can not help but chill.

Mo Wanfeng is also a huge pupil, watching Gu Feiyang go farther and farther away with Mo Xiaochuan, disappearing outside the Black Iron City... (m)