Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

"Dang bang."

A cyan dagger shot at the back of Mo Yunteng fell to the ground.

In the lobby, everyone looked in horror at the white-bearded old man sitting in the top seat.

What kind of powerhouse can make all the swords in the lobby vibrate in one sentence?

Is there really such a master in the world?

"The situation, it must be the situation!" The pale Mo Yunteng looked at Mo Yuan and whispered excitedly.

Those relatives who had been flying away slowly retreated and gathered, holding long swords and looking around vigilantly.

The leaders stared at Mo Yuan, daring not to relax.

Words decide the sword, and these methods can be called following the law, and they are definitely strong in the situation.

But the little Mo family, how could there be a strong person in the situation?

After planning for a long time, just give up?

Even if you don't give up, what can you do if there are strong people here?

"Didn't you hear what my master said?"

Han Muye took the long sword Qingming in both hands and stepped out.

He had to get out.

In the eyes of outsiders, the strong people in the realm are actually just empty shelves. The Cultivation Base itself is only in the cultivating base period. It is old and frail, and it is a bit difficult to lift the sword.

Just now, he had already felt the vibration of the Qingming sword in his hand.

That was the weakening of the connection between Qing Ming and Mo Yuan.

The Sword Qi condensed from Mo Yuan's body is about to be exhausted.

As Han Muye took a step, the sound of the vibrating swords in the lobby disappeared.

After sending relatives to look at each other, they slowly exited the lobby and ran away.

When these people walked away, the guests in the lobby slowly returned to their senses.

A wedding banquet has become like this, making people feel at a loss.

But for the Mo family, a happy event is still a happy event.

Everyone unconsciously turned their attention to Mo Yuan, who looked up.

The Mo family actually has a strong person in charge. In the future, it will not be as simple as the first family in Qingmu Town.

A family that has the status to sit in town can become the first family in a county hundreds of miles away, and it is possible to become an ally of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

In the world of practice, strength always speaks.

"I'm not comfortable here, you guys." Mo Yuan, who was sitting upright, suddenly said.

"But there is a wing, the old man is a little tired and wants to rest."

Mo Yunteng hurried forward: "Yes, senior, please come with me—"

Mo Yuan waved his hand and said, "No need, let the two little guys take me there."

Mo Yuan pointed to a pair of newlyweds in red robes.

The two were slightly taken aback.

Originally, the bride, Miss Sun's family, was in a panic.

When the Sun family sent her relatives just now, she didn't know how to deal with it. Mo Yucheng, who was beside her, didn't know if the wedding banquet would continue, but just held Miss Sun's cold hand.

"Didn't you hear what Grandpa Grandpa said? Why don't you go quickly?"

Mo Yunteng let out a low drink, Mo Yucheng and the bride bowed and led Mo Yuan away from the main seat and went to the back room.

"Cough, everyone, let's continue this banquet, how about it?" Mo Yunteng's voice came from the lobby.

"That's natural. Today is the Mo family's great joy."

"Yes, we will have to walk with Brother Mo more in the future."

...

Walking to the backyard, Mo Yucheng pushed open the door of a wing room, Mo Yuan stepped out, then staggered, and Han Muye, who was following behind, stretched out his hand to support him.

Mo Yuan turned pale, turned to look at Han Muye, and said anxiously: "Muye, hurry up, take them out of Qingmu Town and go to Jiu Xuan Sword Gate."

"When those people wake up, no one can live here."

Mo Yuan's words and current appearance made the two newcomers at a loss.

At this time, Mo Yuan, how can he look like a half-level strong person?

Mo Yuan turned his head to look at Mo Yucheng and his bride: "I am your grandfather, Mo Yuan, in the family back then, it should be called Mo Lingyang." Mo Lingyang, Mo Yuan, the ancestor of the Mo family!

Mo Yucheng and the bride's eyes widened.

This ancestor of Wanjian is his own ancestor?

My ancestor, isn't it in Jiu Xuan Jianmen? Why did he come here?

"I don't have the Cultivation Base as you think. On the contrary, the Cultivation Base and Shouyuan are exhausted, and there are not many lives."

Mo Yuan's words made both of them pale instantly.

The foundation of everything in the Mo family lies in the ancestor of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Without this ancestor holding up the banner, the Mo family would not even be considered top-notch in Qingmu Town.

"Although I calmed those people down just now, they will definitely turn back when they react."

"This is in the Nine Profound Sword Sect—" Mo Yuan pointed to Han Muye.

"The next Han Muye is Master's disciple." Han Muye said calmly.

Mo Yuan didn't expect that Han Muye still recognized him as a master at this time. He glanced at him gratefully, and then said, "Muye will take you to Jiu Xuan Jianmen, so I can leave a blood line for my Mo family."

Han Muye nodded, looked at Mo Yucheng and the bride and said, "Come with me."

After speaking, he turned around without hesitation and left.

Old Ancestor is not a real powerhouse, those powerhouses are going to make a comeback!

Both Mo Yucheng and Miss Sun's face were pale.

With the Cultivation Base skills of those people, no one in the entire Mo family can stop them!

"Let's go, don't stay too long." Mo Yuan waved his hand and whispered.

Mo Yucheng nodded and took the bride away.

When they walked out the door, they turned around and knelt down towards Mo Yuan, kowtowed three times, and then quickly followed Han Muye.

Seeing the three of them leave, Mo Yuan sighed and said softly, "It's good to go, it's good to go..."

He slumped before the desk and chair, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the table, and suddenly he was shocked.

Turning back slowly, he saw the long sword that he was very familiar with, placed on the table.

Qing Ming, Han Muye did not take away.

He was shocked all over, holding the scabbard in his hand, feeling the Sword Qi surging in the long sword.

wrong!

"This kid, what does he want to do!" After struggling to get up, Mo Yuan looked at the sky in the distance.

At this time, Han Muye had led Mo Yucheng and his bride outside the Mo family.

"My master, he is indeed not a master of the Nine Profound Sword Sect. He is just the first person in the Outer Sect who has not stepped into Qi Condensation for two hundred years."

Han Muye walked in front, with no sadness or joy in his eyes, and spoke lightly.

Two hundred years without Qi Condensation!

Mo Yucheng and his bride did not expect that the prestigious and prestigious ancestor of the Mo family would be so wasted.

"It took him two hundred years to create a Sword Technique."

Han Muye strode forward, an inexplicable aura surging from his body.

This breath made Mo Yucheng who was following behind him startled.

"Today, I'll show you how amazing and talented your ancestor is."

Han Muye's words were light, and his eyes fell not far away.

Over there, dozens of figures wearing blue-gray robes rushed over.

"Haha, as expected, they want to escape!"

"Quick, kill the Mo family and find the treasure, we'll go to the Tailing Sword Sect!"

Except for Sun Luyang, the ninth son of the Sun family, when he looked at the bride beside Mo Yucheng, there was a trace of unbearable expression on his face, and everyone else rushed over with killing intent.

Han Muye stood where he was, with one hand behind his back, the other hand slowly stretched forward, his fingers together.

"There is Sword Qi in the sword. It can be rigid or soft, and it can change a lot."

"128,000 Sword Qi condensed into Sword Intent, this Sword Intent, mountains and rivers can be destroyed."

"This is, Wanjian Guizong."

"Om-"

When the words fall, Sword Ray starts!

Thousands of Sword Qi, soaring to the sky!