Porter of Two Worlds

"Mo Yuanchi taught a few of you guys with good qualifications to become a bunch of idiots, and I all blushed for him, and it is justified that it is slightly commendable and the biggest failure."

Yue Kong looked at the three men in front of him indifferently and pouted. ㈧ 『Δ㈠ 中文 网『 ⒈

While talking, he reached out and moved forward a little again, and the air was twisted silently and silently. Both Shan Qiulin and his younger sister vomited blood and flew out.

Then Yue Kong still went to Jiang Shan step by step.

Say Jiang Shan's arms and never look for others!

"I want you to die!"

With only one arm left, Jiang Shan gritted his teeth and roared again, rushing towards Yue Kong again, with the **** of his left index finger pointing like a sword, Zhenyuan sprayed, turned into a four-foot golden sword, and stabbed him forward.

He was seen as so shameful, and he didn't face anyone, since he couldn't kill everyone, it was better to die ...

"Stupid! Keep this arm, too!"

Yue Kong disdainful, still stretched out his hand slightly forward, the air was slightly twisted, the golden swordman shattered, and Jiang Shan's only left hand was turned into blood mist the next moment.

"Don't ...!"

The corner of the mouth of Xiao Shimei who was taken out by Zhenfei was bleeding, and people screamed desperately watching this direction in the air.

"How can this be ..."

Shan Qiulin, who was also taken out by Zhen Fei, was a little confused and at a loss mumbled into the rubble.

This was not the result he wanted to see, but it turned out to be like this.

"Yue Kongming could easily kill Shan Qiulin's three of their brothers and sisters, but he didn't do it that way. It was like a cat playing with a mouse. Who should be waiting for!"

In the distance, Aspen looked at him and frowned slightly in his heart.

Seeing that Jiang Shan's other arm was about to be crushed, Yue Kong, with a calm face, raised his eyebrows and looked up into the distance, a slight smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

At night, a simple three-footed sword came across the sky.

The ancient sword had a blood-like texture on it, and there was a layer of transparent sword awns wrapped around the sword body, which cut through the void, the air was distorted, silent and fast but lightning fast!

As Yue Kong lifted his arm, his fingertips were tangled with black real elements, and he pointed at the three-foot sword coming out of the sky.

The distance between his finger and the long sword was three inches. The picture seemed to be silent. The finger and the blade approached each other. With each close, the surrounding air was distorted, spreading like ripples.

At the same time, as Yue Kong's fingertips were getting closer to the long sword, Zhenyuan above his fingers and the transparent sword awns other than the long sword sword's edge also dissipated and collapsed.

All this may seem slow, but it is as fast as lightning. For others, it may only be a flash, but for Yue Kong, the process is long.

In the end, his fingertips actually touched the blade of the long sword, but the true element on his finger was the first to dissipate.

The corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, Yue Kong felt a fingertip, and the only remaining sword of that quaint sword pierced his fingertips!

With a finger, Yue Kong turned it into an afterimage twice in a row on the side of the sword tip. The first shot disappeared, and the second shot flew back!

"Is that a Shinto sword?"

Staring at this side, Aspen's eyes widened.

In the night, the distance was a little far away. He really didn't see the situation over there, but only saw a long sword flying close to Yue Kong, and then Yue Kong lifted the long sword and flew away!

Horse egg, didn't see clearly ...

"Bloodline sword! Master!"

Over there, in the ruins, the little sister, who had been desperate and collapsed, was surprised when she saw the long sword flying to rescue Jiang Shan. Hope was already in the red eyes.

When the long sword flew back, an elderly man in gray clothing flew from a distance, grabbing the long sword that flew backwards, and within a second or two, he had already come from hundreds of meters away. In the messy courtyard, holding a sword stood in front of Jiang Shan, facing Yue Kong directly.

"Mo Yuanchi, you're finally here. If you come a little later, I'm afraid you won't see your three apprentices."

Yue Kong looked at the old man with a few meters in front of his hands and smiled lightly.

Behind, Yue Kong wiped his index finger and thumb with his right hand, and a drop of blood was wiped off from the tip of his index finger.

In a gray robe, Mo Yuanchi's head was gray and white. He looked almost eighty years old but had a ruddy face and few wrinkles.

With a kind face, he looked at Yue Kong and nodded slightly:

"My three unprofitable apprentices have troubled you. The apprentices are at fault. They were not taught by the masters. Here they apologize to you in the old age. They have also received their due punishment and let them go how is it?"

"Master, how can a teacher suffer if the student commits a fault?"

Behind Mo Yuanchi, Jiang Shan's face was almost the same as the dead dog's complexion, complex expression. Regardless of the injured body, he rolled over and knelt and said that his head had reached the bottom of his face, and there was no face.

Mo Yuanchi turned and watched Jiang Shan lovingly shook his head:

"Stupid child, failing to teach you your insults and disgracefulness, this is the teacher's fault, failing to teach you the vision of right and wrong, this is also the teacher's fault, the things born here, the fault lies with you, you are the teacher

Jiang Shan looked up slightly, watching Mo Yuanchi's expression was extremely complicated, and he was so anxious that his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

At the moment when Jiang Shan bowed his head, Mo Yuanchi flicked his fingers and delivered a pill into his mouth and said:

"Heal well, there is a teacher here"

After that, Mo Yuanchi turned to look at Yue Kong again.

"They are juniors, and they will inevitably make mistakes. I won't even care about them, but they have killed people in my Wanhualou. Since you are their master, you should give me an explanation."

"Supposedly, I wonder what you want?"

Mo Yuanchi nodded.

"I have killed and injured more than a thousand people in Wanhualou. They are all good hands. I ca n’t be resurrected when I die. I have no shortage of money. I leave the blood-sword sword in your hand to pay for it."

Yue Kong looked at Mo Yuanchi and said lightly.

"it is good"

Mo Yuanchi froze slightly, then nodded calmly.

"The master must not be, that is the thing left by the ancestors in the past. How can he let people do it? All these are the faults made by the priests, and they should be repaid by the priests. Up "

Jiang Shan instantly looked up and said with red eyes, the only left hand raised, and patted his head.

"Brother, don't"

The little sister on the other side screamed in fright.

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this ..."

Dan Qiulin murmured to himself in a ruin, his head was completely blank.

Mo Yuanchi stepped forward, appeared ghostly beside Jiang Shan, grabbed his hand and shook his head:

"Stupid child, the Bloodsword is just something outside of you. How can life be important? Life is hard-won and should not be so cheap. Now give the Bloodsword to others. After that, you have to practice your martial arts well, and when you get it, take it back. If the Bloodline Sword is not enough,

Jiang Shan froze, his complex face changed, and then lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

"Thank you Master for teaching, the students understand that they will no longer give up lightly anyway, and here they swear that they will take back the Blood Sword in their lifetime.

"Good boy, just understand"

Mo Yuanchi smiled comfortably and nodded.

Then he walked towards Yue Kong, came to two meters away, looked down at the blood-stained sword in his hand, and touched the blade of the blade with his dry palm. His eyes were full of resentment, and then he closed his eyes slightly and shook his head and smiled, saying nothing. Passed the sword.

Yue Kong still looked at Mo Yuanchi with his hands on his back, and said nothing calmly.

At this moment, Hua Sanniang, who had retreated to the distance long ago, was very interesting. She quickly came over and took the blood-sword sword in the hands of Mo Yuanchi, standing behind Yue Kong.

"Master, there is something wrong with Tuer, and Tuer also swears that he will recover the blood-stained sword with the master all his life."

Xiao Shimei came over pale at this time, watching Mo Yuanchi vowed, but most of her attention was focused on Jiang Shan.

"Stupid child, just have this heart"

Mo Yuanchi shook his head and smiled, then looked at Shan Qiulin with a blank face not far away.

"It seems that a few of you and your apprentice need a separate space, so I won't bother you, San Niang, let people clean up here."

Yue Kong first looked at Mo Yuanchi and nodded, then said slightly to Hua Sanniang, who was holding a blood-stained sword behind her.

After speaking, Yue Kong took the lead to walk out of the broken yard, but after taking two steps, he stepped back and said without saying:

"I didn't expect you to have touched a threshold of the Grand Master's realm, unfortunately ..."

Leaving such a sentence, Yue Kong stepped away.

Then hundreds of people came to the small courtyard to deal with the messy scene and take away their stumps with their arms and limbs. It took less than ten minutes and hundreds of people left quickly.

"Master, are you almost ready to be the Grand Master? Why did you hand over the Bloodline Sword to Yue Kong?"

Jiang Shan knelt on the ground, puzzled.

However, when Jiang Shan's sentence fell, Mo Yuanchi's light and light expression changed slightly, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand to dry his head and said:

"As a teacher, I have only glimpsed the threshold of the Grand Master's realm. I haven't really set foot on that realm, and I'm also an old teacher. His blood is declining badly. Yue Kong is young and strong. It is precisely because of this. It's a pity to say that it ’s not because the teacher did n’t fight with him. It ’s just that I ’m old and I ca n’t kill him. If I start, he will be seriously injured and may die for the teacher. It ’s dangerous ~ www.readwn.com ~ Master, it ’s all a blame, I ’m bound to take the blood-stained sword ”

Jiang Shan took a deep breath and said.

"Now calm down?"

Mo Yuanchi smiled at Jiang Shan with a loving smile.

"Master, Tuer ... hey ... I don't see anyone in the future."

Jiang Shan said bitterly.

"Brother, I believe you are not that kind of person, no matter what, I will stay with you"

Xiao Shimei came to Jiang Shan and looked at his broken arm biting her lips.

Not far away, Shan Qiulin looked at the situation with a blank face, grinning with a bitter laugh, and walked up staggeringly, then, with one knee, fell to his knees in front of Mo Yuanchi:

"Master, all faults are due to disciples ..." (To be continued.)