God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

"No, he lost!"

"What?" Zhang Kaidi couldn't believe it, full of disbelief: "The descendant of Guigu has lost, is it possible that the one who defeated him was an old and famous swordsman?"

"No, just a young man, about twenty years old, seems younger than Wei Zhuang."

"This...how is this possible?" Zhang Kaidi was stunned: "The descendants of Guigu, each generation is the only one in the world!"

"It can only be said that Wei Zhuang is excellent, and that person is more outstanding than Wei Zhuang." Zhang Liang sighed, thinking thoughtfully: "More importantly, that person defeated Wei Zhuang with Guigu's vertical sword, a hundred paces. Flying Sword!"

"what!"

Openly panicked, full of disbelief.

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Openly panicked, full of disbelief.

After a long silence, he couldn't help but open his mouth: "What's his name?"

"Mo Yi!"

"Mo Yi... Mo Yi..." He opened his hands behind his back, muttered, and turned to leave with a complicated expression.

"Grandfather walk slowly." Zhang Liang bowed and saluted, withdrew his gaze, and continued to look at the sword with the lamp.

This night, I don't know how many people have difficulty falling asleep.

Han Fei, Zhang Kaidi, and Zhang Liang are just three of them.

Also unable to fall asleep, there is Ji Wuye.

"Weizhuang, the descendant of Hengjian in Guigu, and Mo Yi, who is even more mysterious and unfathomable, all appeared in Xinzheng!"

Ji Wuye held the beauty in his arms, but his face was cold:

"Humph! In Korea, apart from me, Ji Wuye, there is no need for an awesome existence. If it can be used by me, it will be the best. If not, hehe, whether you care about the ghost valley, or vertical and horizontal, I Ji Wuye will be with me. Except. The sky in Korea is always in the dark. When night falls, is it a boundless dark night or a beautiful paradise, hehe..."

Sen Han's laughter caused the beauty in her arms to tremble, but she had to suppress her inner fear and work harder to please Ji Wuye...

That night, expedited superstitions spread from Xinzheng, South Korea, and spread to intelligence agencies across the seven countries.

In the turbulent times of the Warring States Period, the seven kingdoms coexisted, and the most important thing was well-informed intelligence!

So, in the water of Mo Yi and Nongyu, his reputation has resounded throughout Xinzheng City, and even the entire Seven Kingdoms world.

After defeating Guigu Hengjian Weizhuang, Mo Yi was already the leader of the party. There was no doubt about that.

A day later, the Taoist family, Xiaoyaozi looked at the secret letter in his hand and sighed: "Mo Yi defeated Weizhuang, the descendant of the Hengjian of Guigu, with the Hundred-Step Flying Sword..."

My mind instantly returned to the Sword Discourse Platform of the Taoist Tianzong that day.

That white-clothed figure used the Taoist Wanchuan Qiu Shui and the Ghost Valley's Hundred-Step Flying Sword to pity Chisongzi, the head of the Taoist Tianzong.

Although the two did not go all out, they could not really compete with each other.But at least in terms of swordsmanship, the swordsman in white is even better!

"It seems that that person is Mo Yi." Xiaoyaozi sighed, shook his head, his expression was complicated, and he said quietly: "Just taking the Ghost Valley as a stepping stone and becoming famous all over the world, I am afraid that within the Seven Kingdoms, there is only one Mo Yi. Easy. 160”

Taoist Tianzong, Chi Songzi has a complicated expression.

"The common people are painted, the world is dazzling, and there are hundreds of schools of thought, only me."

Chisongzi sighed and said with a sense of disappointment: "Although Guiguzi has the strength of one person, he is stronger than a million teachers. When he is angry, the princes are afraid. If he lives in peace, the world will rest. Mo Yi dares to take Guigu as a stepping stone and become famous all over the world. It's not crazy, it's really powerful!"

"It's just..." Chi Songzi remembered the fight against Mo Yi that day, and his face became gloomy: "The last time I fought, I already lost a lot in terms of swordsmanship. With the gap in realm, I may be able to beat him. But wait until The next time we meet, I am afraid that the realm advantage, I can't win him!"

"What's more important is his assertion... Once he asserts my life and death, if that's true, then I... hey!"

The more Chisongzi thought about it, the more ugly his face became: "I will do my best to fight against Xiaoyaozi next. If I lose to Xiaoyaozi fifteen years later, maybe it will be as Mo Yi predicted, and my Chisongzi's life will also change. will come to an end!"

"However, if I win, then everything will be completely different!" Chisongzi's eyes flashed a stern look, and then he was a little confused: "Of course, there is also a little girl named Xiaomeng, who will become a mere eight-year-old. My junior sister, is this really going to happen?".

The [-]th chapter of the text: Mo Yi is the congenital, the purple girl wants to cry but has no tears (fourth more)

The sun is setting, and another day has passed.

Mo Yi breathed out his breath, sat upright for a while, with a look of joy on his face, and officially entered the innate realm.

Mo Yi, who was born at the first level, could even defeat Chi Songzi completely.

After all, the first stage of the innate is the early stage of the innate, and the fifth stage of the innate is the middle stage of the innate.

Relying on many peerless exercises and means, Mo Yi has reached a great realm and is very hopeful to defeat Chi Songzi.

At this time, Zi Nu excitedly came to Nongyu's room, looked at Mo Yi and said arrogantly: "Humph, there is only one day left, and you are sure to lose. When that time comes, don't cry!"

Mo Yi smiled dumbly, looked at the arrogant look of the purple girl, and shook his head: "I'm afraid that tomorrow, you will cry!"

"Also, you think beautiful." The purple girl shook her head: "He didn't come to you for two days. On the last day, will he come?"

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Nongyu, who was playing the piano, smiled and said, "Yi Lang, Sister Zi, you two are betting, what are you betting?"

The purple girl smiled sweetly and walked over: "Sister Nongyu, Han Fei took over the case of being robbed of military salaries. Mo Yi said that within three days, Han Fei would definitely come to ask him to solve the case. I didn't believe it, so we made a bet. If Han Fei didn't come, he lost. It's been two days now, and Han Fei hasn't come! This time tomorrow, hehehe..."

When the purple girl said this, a sly look flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Mo Yiman with pride and a winning attitude.

"What will happen if Yi Lang loses?" Nongyu stopped the piano in his hand and asked with great interest.

"He lost, haha..." Zi Nu laughed wildly: "I can spank him every day, hahaha!"