Before they had come, they had specially made inquiries. In this generation of Wu Kong Sword Sect disciples, the most famous were two people. One was Wei Sheng, the other was Zuo Mo who was skilled in dan-making. But in their inquiries, almost no one had seen how strong Wei Sheng was. This made them even more certain that Wei Sheng's reputation was undeserved. As to Zuo Mo, a dan-maker, what waves could he make? Other than that, there was someone called Luo Li. Supposedly, he was average.
When Zuo Mo arrived at the mountain gate, he found that the situation was much more serious than he had imagined.
That weak and powerless ice crystal sword had just touched the Black Water Ling Armor when a change occurred!
Seeing Zuo Mo, the disciples of Wu Kong Sword Sect became alert.
"No matter how strong, is it stronger than jingshi?" Tao Zhu Er smiled lightly.
The sword was three chi long, like a long and narrow water droplet. The body of the sword was like a swollen pond, so deep that the bottom could not be seen. Occasionally, a ray of light would flash by, showing its brilliance.
Of the three, the one wearing the blue ling armor was called Yan Ming Zi, the other wearing a blinding bright red ling armor was called Hu Shan, and the female wearing the pink peach blossom ling armor was called Tao Zhu Er.
Yan Ming Zi suddenly didn't dodge. The ice crystal sword stabbed onto his ling armor. With a light ding, it didn't leave a mark on the ling armor. Zuo Mo couldn't help but pause. Taking advantage of his distraction, Yan Ming Zi's Water Drop sword suddenly arrived.
They were in groups of three to five, looking for trouble everywhere. They had taken ling herbs from young and their cultivation progressed much faster than normal disciples. They also had a dazzling array of talismans. When they fought, they would come down on their heads. How could normal disciples stop them? If the other was stronger than them, they would charge together. Over time, low level xiuzhe would circle around them when they saw them.
Blood leaked out of the corner of Old Black's mouth, his expression sluggish. When he saw Zuo Mo, a joyful expression came onto his face.
Tao Zhu Er smiled charmingly: "Yes, Dong Fu is only so big, there's one more to share. Those stingy shishu in the sect, which one would be willing? "
"So it's the zombie face. Hm, you are that Zuo Mo." The male wearing the blue ling armor proudly shook his finger, saying: "I heard that you are skilled in dan-making. You can't do it. Go find Wei Sheng. The first genius of Dong Fu, such a coward. He really isn't a good person. Isn't there someone called Luo Li? "
He couldn't help but have an idea.
However, they were also smart enough not to provoke those powerful people. For example, Yu Bai was someone they absolutely did not dare to provoke.
The sword art that the other party used was also abnormally exquisite, but it was obvious that he did not cultivate it diligently. Many of the exquisite parts were lost. In terms of subtlety, the other's sword scripture was even better than [Li Water Sword Scripture]. Zuo Mo couldn't help but shake his head inside. She had such a good sword scripture but didn't know how to treasure it. He was also very envious of the other party's flying sword. In comparison, his Ice Crystal Sword was really very shabby. In reality, what Zuo Mo was more concerned about was the other's Water Drop sword. It was very suited for [Li Water Sword Scripture].
There were many people surrounding the mountain gate, and they were clearly divided into two groups. His gaze swept across the group of troublemakers. What attracted Zuo Mo's attention was one female and two males. The clothes and temperament of these three people were completely different from the people behind them. But when Zuo Mo saw the injured Old Black, the anger in his heart rose.
"The information on Wu Kong Sword Sect is pitifully little. How could we investigate so clearly?" Hu Shan said unconcernedly. Even though he was surprised, but it was just a surprise.
"What happened?" Zuo Mo asked in a deep voice.
"Oh, finally someone willing to stand up." The male of the three wearing a set of grand blue ling armor said in a strange voice: "I had thought that the inner sect disciples of Wu Kong Sword Sect were all a group of turtles. Boy, report your name. Where's Wei Sheng, why hasn't he come out yet? "
They couldn't help but reexamine Zuo Mo.
Like a sword in a cold pond, Zuo Mo hurriedly turned his body. He felt a gust of cold brush past his arm!
Zuo Mo didn't pay attention to him, only looking at Old Black.
An invisible ripple spread in front of Zuo Mo. The ice crystal sword seemed to suddenly disappear into thin air and then appear in front of Yan Ming Zi.
Zuo Mo snorted coldly. It might have been that he had stayed with Pu Yao for a long time, but this cold snort was very similar. He knew what the other was planning, but the quality of his ice crystal sword was far from the other's. If the two clashed, the one to lose would definitely be him. He only had this one flying sword. If it broke here, the sect definitely wouldn't give him another for free.
Zuo Mo didn't waste words, directly raising his ice crystal sword.
[Li Water Sword Scripture]'s [Smooth Water]!
"Hee hee, we are from Ling Ying Sect." The one that spoke was the only female of the three. Wearing a pink peach blossom ling armor, her figure slim, her eyes moving, bright and sweet. The gazes of the outer sect disciples of Wu Kong Sword Sect almost all greedily stared at her. She wasn't bashful, pursing her lips into a faint smile.
The ice crystal sword became even harder to control. His present sword moves still walked the path of lingering and exquisite. But there was a hint of explosiveness, full of killing intent. Yet this bit of explosiveness made Yan Ming Zi feel the pressure increase. It was like water and fire at the same time. This contradictory feeling made him very uncomfortable.
Tao Zhu Er didn't seem to be surprised by the scene in front of her and felt bored. She couldn't help but say, "You only know how to bully the poor. So boring." As she spoke, she adjusted the peach blossom petals on her ling armor.
Yan Ming Zi panicked again. But he was very experienced in battle. He knew the other's flying sword wasn't as good as his. His sword moved wide, meeting force with force.
His voice suddenly stopped.
Zuo Mo completely lost interest in talking to the other. Without another word, he attacked first.
Hu Shan smirked coldly. Looking at the field, the ice crystal sword once again stabbed towards Yan Ming Zi's ling armor.
As the two spoke, the situation on the field changed.
They had heard that a very powerful person had appeared in Wu Kong Sword Sect called Wei Sheng. Many people called him a genius that only appeared once in a hundred years. They naturally didn't dare to offend large sects like Dong Fu Hall and Dong Qi Sword Sect. As to that Wu Kong Sword Sect, they had never heard of it. They didn't fear a little sect like that at all. And Dong Fu had been in such chaos recently. The elders of all the sects had all come out. Such a good chance, how could they let it go?
Yan Ming Zi didn't have any intentions of dodging. He was very confident in the ling armor on his body.
Taking a step, his figure flashed and he appeared next to Old Black.
"Oh." Zuo Mo expressionlessly responded. Then he turned to ask Old Black: "Who wounded you?"
It wasn't the first time Yan Ming Zi had fought and caused trouble. He was very experienced.
Zuo Mo had heard of Ling Ying Sect before. It was the sect with the greatest wealth in Dong Fu. The sect had many businesses, and most of the disciples it recruited were from wealthy families. Different from Wu Kong Sword Sect, the number of inner sect disciples in Ling Ying Sect was astounding. Ling Ying Sect had more than eighty zhuji disciples. This number far surpassed Wu Kong Sword Sect and was the top of Dong Fu. The zhuji disciples of Ling Ying Sect had a notorious reputation. They loved to cause trouble. Many of them had deep family backgrounds. Even if they went to other sects to cause trouble, the other sects could only endure.
"This Zuo Mo is very strong." Tao Zhu Er's voice was filled with surprise: "Not the same as the rumors. Didn't they say he made dan? "
"Ha! You really are poor! "Yan Ming Zi roared with laughter, his face smug:" Let me show you Ye's flying sword! "
"Ha ha! Just a second-grade flying sword, how can it pierce through my Black Water Ling Armor? "Yan Ming Zi laughed smugly, his sword presence becoming even more fearless!
"Ha ha, don't ask. Ye hit him." Yan Ming Zi said disdainfully: "You should go call Wei Sheng out. You make dan, even Ye feels embarrassed … …"
"The sword is called Water Drop, third-grade, top water element flying sword." He examined Zuo Mo and shook his head: "What you are wearing isn't even worth a fraction of this flying sword."
Hu Shan said unconcernedly: "In any case, it's not related to us. But I heard that their elders are pretty strong. "
The ice crystal sword in his hand was suited for Xin Yan Shibo's sword essence but not suited for [Li Water Sword Scripture]. Zuo Mo had always wanted to find a flying sword that was suited for [Li Water Sword Scripture].
Hu Shan and Tao Zhu Er were surprised. Yan Ming Zi was at a disadvantage!
"Zuo Mo has this kind of power, I wonder how strong Wei Sheng is." Tao Zhu Er said thoughtfully.
"Ha ha, not bad!" Hu Shan laughed.
Zuo Mo took out a dan from his bosom and shoved it to Old Black. Right now, he was Shi Feng Rong's direct disciple. He didn't lack any dan. The surrounding outer sect disciples were all envious. Handing Old Black to the outer sect disciples behind him, Zuo Mo turned around.
However, Zuo Mo's skill in [Li Water Sword Scripture] was not what it had been in the past. Xin Yan Shibo's teachings had made up for many of his inadequacies. The [Li Water Sword Scripture] that he used now was smooth and flowing, almost untraceable.
This was futile. Didn't he understand? If you have to blame, blame yourself for not being born in a good family. He looked with slight sympathy at Zuo Mo.
Yan Ming Zi felt his eyes blur and the other's flying sword suddenly appeared in front of him. The sword essence contained at the tip of the sword was so piercing that he almost couldn't open his eyes. He jumped in fright and hurriedly controlled the flying sword to block. But the other's flying sword was abnormally slippery. With a spin, it easily dodged his flying sword and came stabbing at an angle.
"Which sect are you from?" Zuo Mo calmly asked.
Yan Ming Zi looked with slight bewilderment at Zuo Mo. In his eyes, the little zombie in front of him was like a completely different person. That feeling … … was like an unsheathed sword … …
He put away the joking expression on his face and said seriously: "Didn't think that I would have made an error. Sir is actually an expert!" The other two were also surprised. The presence that Zuo Mo exuded definitely wasn't something that a xiuzhe that was obsessed with dan-making would have. But the two of them weren't very worried. They had hung around for so long and encountered countless people. Many people were far stronger than them but hadn't they still defeated them? Even more, the little zombie in front of them had a cultivation slightly lower than them.
Old Black's face was full of bitterness: "They said they wanted to find Wei Sheng Shixiong to spar but Wei Sheng couldn't come out. They said that if Wei Sheng Shixiong didn't come out, they would destroy the ling fields here. Tell me, how can I let them destroy my ling fields. "
Hu Shan smiled coldly: "No matter how strong they are, it's useless. They can only blame themselves for being in the limelight recently. Many shixiong and shijie have their eyes on them. Supposedly, the shishu doesn't have any good feelings towards Wu Kong Sword Sect. "
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