God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

"Senior Brother Lehou, it is true that his internal organs were cracked by the force of his palm and he died tragically." Zuo Lengsheng looked at it and understood the situation.

Ding Mian nodded: "Cheng Buyou and Feng Buping were also beheaded by a sword, and there are no other scars on their bodies! It's just that this swordsmanship looks very ordinary, but Cheng Buyou and Feng Buping are two other people. How could a master swordsman die under such an ordinary sword move?"

However, Fei Bin sighed and pondered: "Simple swordsmanship, but still killing two master swordsmen, it shows the strength of the killer."

"That's right." Zuo Lengsheng nodded with a solemn expression: "In this way, you can instantly kill Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou with a single sword, and kill Junior Brother Lehou with one palm. Looking at the martial arts, only Dongfang is undefeated. !"

For a moment, the entire hall was silent, and there were only a few Huashan disciples, secretly laughing in their hearts.

There is Dongfang Invincible, it is clearly their head of Huashan, Mo Yi's handwriting!

"Humph! Dongfang is invincible, you deceive people too much!" Zuo Lengchan said coldly, burning with anger: "Junior Brother Lehou, don't worry, I will definitely avenge this hatred and hatred for you!"

In this way, Dongfang Bai, who was still drinking tea on the Blackwood Cliff, took the blame for Mo Yi, and was completely hated by Zuo Lengchan.

And the real culprit, Mo Yi, had long since been riding a horse and carrying a sword, and began to roam the rivers and lakes.

The thirty-second chapter of the text: Dongfang Bai came out of the mountain, and Mo Yi entered the brothel (new book for collection)

Three days later, Blackwood Cliff.

Dongfang Bai is a woman disguised as a man. There is a bit of heroism between his eyebrows, but there is also a bit of charm that can't be concealed.

Just looking at the letter in his hand, he was burning with anger and his face was cold: "Damn, is Zuo Lengchan crazy? He even dared to destroy a sub-rudder of my Sun and Moon God, and he wants to fight my God?"

Qu Yang's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Sect Master, calm down, I have heard about this incident."

"Oh?" Dongfang Bai was startled and said, "Let's hear it."

"Muslim Lord, a few days ago, one of the Thirteen Taibaos of Songshan, the Great Yin-Yang Hand was very happy, and was killed by someone with one slap. The people who died together, and the people from the Huashan Sword Sect, Cheng Buyou and Feng Buping, both of them were swordsmen. A master, but they were all killed by a single sword." Qu Yang said eloquently.

"It's kind of interesting. To be able to kill the big yin and yang hands with one palm, and kill Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou with one sword, this person is quite a figure." Dongfang Bai sat down, picked up the tea, took a sip, and pondered. .

Qu Yang nodded: "But people in the right way say that it's the leader of the sect, and you did it."

"Pfft!" Dongfang Bai sprayed directly: "Cough, my hand?"

For a time, Dongfang Bai's expression became very exciting, and his heart was even more sullen: I am thinking about the cliff, and I have a good time, who has taken such a big blame for me?

Qu Yang nodded: "In the right way, there are rumors like this, saying that there is a change in Huashan, the original head Yue Buqun died tragically, and Mo Yi, the descendant of the sword sect, became the new head, rectified Huashan, and merged the two sword qi sects. , put the dispute aside. Zuo Lengchan didn't want to do this, so he asked Lehou to join forces with Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou, who were also disciples of the Sword Sect, to go to Mount Hua, forcing Mo Yi to submit. In the end, he died at the foot of Mount Hua, saying that he was caught by you. kill."

"Hehe, it seems that everything has something to do with Huashan?" Dongfang Bai understood everything in an instant, and secretly said in his heart, "Before Taisui breaks ground, let me take the blame, you are the first!"

But then, Dongfang Bai said calmly, unable to see joy or sorrow: "What's the details of this Mo Yi?"

"Islamic sect master, my subordinates also suspected that it was Mo Yi, but according to the information we have obtained from the religion, it cannot be him." Qu Yang said:

"Mo Yi is only sixteen years old this year, and he is the only disciple of the Sword Sect on Mount Hua. He is very unpopular. He has been cultivating all the way, without any guidance, and his achievements are mediocre. It is impossible to be Yue Buqun's opponent, let alone, I killed Lehou with one palm, and with one sword killed Cheng Buyou, Feng Buping!"

"Is it possible that there are experts above Huashan?" Qu Yang said, but his expression changed slightly.

However, Dongfang Bai shook his head and pondered: "Mo Yi... Mo Yi... Hehe, maybe he will surprise you. Mo Yi is in Huashan now?"

"No, our spies are here to report that Mo Yi has already left Huashan." Qu Yang said, but he didn't care. He didn't think that sixteen-year-old Mo Yi could achieve such an achievement.

"Okay!" Dongfang Bai smiled and drifted away.

Qu Yang was the only one left, looking at Dongfang Bai's retreating back, shook his head, and sighed: It seems that someone is going to be unlucky!

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Qu Yang was the only one left, looking at Dongfang Bai's retreating back, shook his head, and sighed: It seems that someone is going to be unlucky!

But Mo Yi still didn't know anything about it. Instead, he rode around while drinking wine.

Two days later, Mo Yi came to a prosperous city and was walking aimlessly on the street with a horse.

At this time, a figure was posted directly: "Hey! Such a handsome son!"

Mo Yi was stunned, seeing the woman in front of him a little bored. Although she was wearing heavy make-up, she still couldn't hide the fact of her appearance.

The woman seemed to see through Mo Yi's thoughts, and instead of being angry, she said with a smile: "Young master is tired from the journey, why don't you come to us to rest!"

Time flies!

Mo Yi wanted to leave, but when he heard these four words, he stopped.

"Young master, rest assured, the most important thing for us to live like water is girls, Xiaojiabiyu, ladies from all over the world, those who dare to play, those who know how to play, and everything. Even the number one expert in the rivers and lakes, Dongfang Invincible has it!" The woman said, While pulling Mo Yi into Time Like Water.

"Young Master, sit down first, Shi'er! Come and accompany the Young Master!" The woman smiled and said, "Young Master came by coincidence, Dongfang Invincible will appear in a while, look around, it's full of people!"

Mo Yi nodded and looked at the people around him with a very exciting expression. Could it be that this Dongfang Invincible is the Dongfang Invincible?

Thinking of this, Mo Yi couldn't help but face dark, and even felt a little guilty.

He just gave Dongfang Bai a big black pot, and the black pot cannot be more black.

If you come across here, hehehe...

However, Mo Yi is not afraid, the big deal is a battle!

At this time, a young woman came over, bent over and saluted, revealing a whiteness: "The poem has seen the son."

Mo Yi was startled, when did Qing|lou women become so knowledgeable?

Should not say: Come on, be happy, anyway, there is a lot of time...

The thirty-third chapter of text