At this time, the air in Cloud Manor was filled with the faint smell of blood. No one expected Li Mochou to kill without giving them a chance to react.
In an instant, apart from the Mongolian Jinlun Fawang, no one else had any signs of life. They all fell into a pool of blood with their eyes wide open.
The killing came too suddenly, even Jinlun Fawang himself was not prepared for it.
At the same time, most of the people present recognized Li Mochou.
"Hailstone Needle, she … she is the demoness" Scarlet Serpent Deity "Li Mochou. Didn't she disappear? She hasn't appeared in Jianghu for decades. Why is she here?"
"It is indeed Li Mochou. Looking at how easily she killed Huo Dou, her strength must have reached that level. Who is the young man who made the deal with her?"
Li Mochou's identity was exposed. Everyone's expression changed. Everyone was talking about it.
But there were also many people in the martial arts world who had hatred in their eyes. Obviously, there were many grudges between them and Li Mochou. But under the deterrence of her strength, they did not dare to act rashly.
"Li Mochou, you demon, give me back my mother's life."
At this time, two figures jumped to the bottom of the ring. They pointed their swords at Li Mochou. Their eyes were red and there was only hatred in them.
The two were the Wu brothers.
Wu Da and Wu Xiao's father was the Dali Emperor's general, Wu Santong. Because Wu Santong fell in love with a Jianghu woman, he went crazy.
Since then, Wu Santong went crazy and left Wu Da and Wu Xiao behind. No one knew where he was until now.
When Wu Da and Wu Xiao were in their teens, their mother was killed by the demoness "Scarlet Serpent Deity" Li Mochou. The two were adopted by Guo Jing and taught martial arts.
When Li Mochou first appeared, they recognized her.
Suddenly, they remembered the blood feud. When they came back to their senses, Li Mochou had killed almost all of them. Although their strength was far inferior, they immediately took out their swords and prepared to take revenge.
"Dun Ru, Xiu Wen, stop!"
Guo Jing's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. He quickly stood in front of the two of them. The strength that Li Mochou had displayed was something that even he had to be wary of. How could his two disciples be a match for him? If they really went up against him, it would be no different from courting death.
"Master, she …"
Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen stared at Guo Jing with red eyes. They felt extremely wronged and didn't understand why Guo Jing stopped them.
At this moment, Mu Qingxiao walked up and said with a smile, "Hero Guo, you must take good care of your disciples. Don't let them be blinded by hatred and do something stupid."
When Guo Jing heard Mu Qingxiao's words, he naturally understood the meaning behind it. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for your reminder, Young Master. Dunru, Xiuwen, quickly retreat."
Li Mochou waved his horsetail whisk and glanced at the two of them. "And who are you?"
"Of course we are your enemies!"
Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen looked at Li Mochou with endless hatred.
"Enemies?"
When Li Mochou heard this, he covered his mouth and laughed. His eyes were full of mockery. "My enemies are all over the world. How would I know who you are?"
When he heard Li Mochou's mocking words, Guo Jing said, "Goddess Li, today is the day of the Heroes Assembly. Can you give me some face? Rong 'er, take Dunru and Xiuwen away."
When Huang Rong brought the two of them to the side, Li Mochou's eyes fell on Jinlun Fawang. Everyone's eyes were focused on him. They wanted to see how this Mongolian master would react.
Jinlun Fawang looked away from the bodies of his two beloved disciples. Although his heart was pierced with pain, the current situation did not allow him to have any emotions.
Otherwise, with Hao Datong eyeing them covetously in front of them and Li Mochou's murderous intent in the distance, the two grandmasters would die without a burial ground if they let their guard down even a little!
Jinlun Fawang angrily glanced at Hao Datong and then looked at Li Mochou. He said in a low voice, "This is the way you treat your guests in the Central Plains. You have really opened my eyes!"
"Shut up!"
At this moment, Mu Qingxiao stepped forward. Her face was full of disdain and mockery.
"The way you treat your guests is really laughable. You Mongolians have killed countless people of the Great Song. You want us to treat you with respect? If we don't cut you into pieces and feed you to the dogs, we will be letting you off easy."
Mu Qingxiao's righteous words made everyone understand.
The other party was a Mongolian, and a Mongolian elite at that. They were mortal enemies, so why should they be polite?
Jinlun Fawang immediately looked at Mu Qingxiao. This was the young man who ordered Li Mochou to kill his follower and two beloved disciples. He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "May I know who you are?"
Although they had not fought before, Jinlun Fawang was not an idiot. If he could order someone as powerful as Li Mochou, he could not be an ordinary person.
Mu Qingxiao said calmly, "Of course I am your greatest enemy when you invade the Central Plains. I am also a barrier that you will never be able to cross."
When he heard Mu Qingxiao's arrogant words, Jinlun Fawang already had an answer in his heart. It was impossible for him to be a weakling like the royal family, and it was impossible for him to be an enemy of a mere martial artist.
If one were to talk about the greatest enemy of the Mongols, other than the Nine Heavens Hall that gave them a headache, there was no one else.
"I see. I understand now. You are a member of the Hall of the Nine Clouds. I'm afraid your position in the Hall of the Nine Clouds is quite high."
When Jinlun Fawang finished speaking, all the heroes around him looked at Mu Qingxiao. They admired chivalrous people the most, and it was even more so for the Hall of the Nine Clouds who fought against the Mongolians.
At this moment, Hao Datong quickly walked forward and bowed respectfully, "Hall Master Mu, please forgive me for not bowing in time."
In a split second, the entire Cloud Manor became dead silent because of Hao Datong's address. There were many who secretly swallowed their saliva. Even Guo Jing and Huang Rong's pupils shrank slightly. The way they looked at Mu Qingxiao also changed.
Hall Master Mu, Hall Master!
It was just two simple words, but it made everyone's breathing quicken.
How many Hall Masters could there be in the Hall of the Nine Clouds? They only heard that there was a peerless powerhouse who had never shown himself.
Vice Hall Master Liu Haoren was in Xiangyang. The two words "Hall Master" and Hao Datong's respectful expression clearly proved that the latter had a terrifying identity.
Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "Master Hao, you don't have to be so polite. I believe that the 40,000 elites from Quanzhen have arrived in Xiangyang. How are the preparations going?"
Hearing this, Hao Datong's body trembled. He said excitedly, "Hall Master Mu, the 45,000 elites from Quanzhen have all arrived around Xiangyang. The Hierarch has ordered us to contact Vice Hall Master Liu. Everything is ready. We are just waiting for Hall Master Mu's order."
"Very good. Qiu Chuji did not disappoint me. The shame of the Central Plains must be washed away with the blood of the Mongolians!"
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