All Worlds Xpress System

Chapter 261 My name is Nangong Mo

In a place surrounded by mountain peaks, under a waterfall, two figures staggered back and forth. A man in white was fighting with a young man in green. Both sides held swords and kept making "clang" sounds. For a while, they were evenly matched.

A group of children were standing next to the waterfall. Watching the two people fighting under the waterfall, their little fists were clenched and their blood was boiling. They wished they could fight on the field.

A smile appeared on the handsome face of the man in white and said, "Li Jian, I have to work harder."

"Master, just let the horse come here." Li Jian waved his sword and stepped back a few steps, smiling confidently.

In the past ten days, his sword skills have been greatly improved, and he can vaguely feel the sword intent.

"Haha, good!" Nangong Mo laughed, his purple eyes flashed with murderous intent, his whole body was wrapped in a vast murderous aura, and a cold voice came out of his mouth, "Kill!"

This "kill" deeply shocked Li Jian's state of mind, and he couldn't help feeling stunned.

When he came back to his senses, Nangong Mo's sword came straight to the center of his eyebrows, and he wanted to raise his sword to resist, but he couldn't move his body.

I just felt extremely cold all over my body, as if I had been frozen, not to mention running fighting energy, even the blood flow was probably stiff.

Swah—

The sound of the sword roared, Li Jian only saw a silvery white light flashing past him, a strand of hair was cut off, and fell to the ground with the wind, but his pupils shrank. Is this... is the true strength of the master?Dou Zong can be easily defeated with only swordsmanship.

Dou Zong didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of his master, and even a drink from his master could affect his mind, it's really scary!
I secretly rejoiced in my heart, thankfully this is my master.

"Understood? The meaning of killing is mainly to kill, to kill the world. Once you drink it, it contains murderous aura, and it can affect your mind. If I use all the artistic conception, your mind will just collapse directly." Nangong Mo He smiled and said, "Let you experience it for yourself, and it will also help you understand the sword intent."

"Thank you, Master." Li Jian nodded and said, "Master, this disciple wants to go back to retreat. Ever since I felt Master's sword intent just now, I have a vague feeling that I believe that once I retreat, I will definitely understand the sword intent!"

"That's right, then say goodbye to the uncles and uncles here and go." Nangong Mo nodded in satisfaction. Being able to comprehend the sword intent in such a short period of time is already quite good.

As for the people here, I met them by accident. The two of them practiced swords on the mountain, but they were known by the villagers living on the mountain. The enthusiastic villagers immediately invited them to visit the village head. Nangong Mo did not reject it, and lived in the village. During this period of time, he practiced swordsmanship with Li Jian in the morning and returned to the village at night.

Li Jian nodded slightly, took back his long sword, used fighting energy to evaporate the water on his clothes, walked to a group of children watching at the waterfall, and touched one of the fatter children.

The child suddenly said, "Brother Li, are you leaving?"

Li Jian was slightly taken aback, and nodded with a wry smile, "Yes, I'm going back."

"Brother Li, can you not leave?" the child said reluctantly.

"Brother Li, you haven't taught the little girl how to read yet."

"Brother Li, I still have to practice swordsmanship. I'm as good as Brother Li."

A group of children shouted one after another, their tone full of reluctance.

Li Jian's eyes were also slightly dim. Although he had been with these children and villagers for less than a month, he was moved by the simplicity of the villagers and felt reluctant to leave.

"You little bastards, your skin is itchy, right?" A rough and deep voice came from not far away.

Not far away, crowds of villagers approached, and an old man walked out, "Mr. Li, Mr. Nangong, are you really leaving?"

"Village Chief, we still have business to do, so please forgive us for not delaying here." Nangong Mo said, clasping his hands.

If an outsider saw him, his jaw would definitely drop. The dignified leader of the Demon Realm Alliance, a half-emperor level existence, and No. 1 in Dou Qi Continent, would be so kind to an old man with no cultivation.

"This little old man naturally understands that we villagers are here to see Mr. Nangong and Mr. Li off." The village chief replied with a salute, "Although Mr. Nangong has only been with the village chief for a short time, we need to rescue Mr. Nangong and Mr. Li first." I went to Wang Laowu's house and showed these children the practice. The little old man can't repay him. Mr. Nangong wants to leave, but the little old man can't stop him. I hope Mr. Nangong will accept these things. They are worthless, but they are ours. A heart."

Having said that, the villagers behind them handed over the things in their hands to Nangong Mo and Li Jian.

There are many kinds of these things, including eggs, wild vegetables, bacon from the first-tier Warcraft...

Most of them are made by the villagers themselves.

Nangong Mo didn't refuse, but accepted it calmly, so at the next moment, Li Jian's body was covered with large and small things. If others knew that the Dou Wang used it like this, would he laugh his ass off.

"Village chief, let's go first." Nangong Mo smiled slightly, "Thank you, village chief and all the villagers for taking care of us for so many days."

"It is the honor of Huangshan Village for Mr. Nangong and Mr. Li to come to Huangshan Village." the village chief said.

Nangong Mo chuckled, and stretched out his hand to the ground. A stone was sucked into his hand, and purple light flashed.

"Village chief, you hold this stone. Once you encounter any danger, crush this stone. At that time, I will rush to solve the crisis in person." Putting the stone in the hands of the village chief, Nangong Mo grabbed Li Jian , stepped out, the space distorted, and disappeared instantly. After a long time, a voice came out faintly, "Remember, my name is Nangong Mo!"

The village chief looked at the two people who had disappeared, then looked at the stone in his hand, and tightened his grip slightly. He knew that this stone was the life-saving talisman of their village chief.

Indeed, this stone saved their village head once in the future, and it was an opportunity for their village head to make a fortune.

No one would have thought that such an ordinary village head would grow into a top family in the Dou Qi Continent in the future, with countless Dou Shengs and even more Dou Emperors.

"Village Chief, Mr. Nangong..." A big man said in surprise, getting along these days, they also know that Nangong Mo and Li Jian are not ordinary people, they should be fighters with cultivation bases, but they did not expect that the two of them are so terrifying , in one step, the space is distorted.

"I've seen this kind of situation in the book before." The village chief Mulu hoped, "The book left by the ancestors records that the person who easily breaks the space is Dou Zunye, and the person who enters the space channel is Dou Shengye, Nangong Mister is at least a Fighting Saint!"

As soon as these words came out, except for the bewildered child, the audience was silent, they all understood what kind of existence Dou Sheng was, and they actually made friends with a top powerhouse!

"Daddy, what is Dou Sheng?" A child asked curiously, shaking the arm of a big man.

"The Fighting Saint is the kind of person who is very powerful, extremely powerful. As long as you are a Fighting Saint, let alone marry a wife, it doesn't matter if you marry a lot of people. You can choose from gold and silver mountains." The big man explained patiently.

For the first time, the child's clear pupils showed fighting spirit, and he said boldly, "Do you want to be a fighting saint? One day, I will become a fighting saint too! I want to be as good as Mr. Nangong, and I will tell others in the future that my name is Huang Zhantian!"

"Ergouer, you are still fighting against the sky."

"The future Zhantian Dousheng wet his pants yesterday, hahaha."

Everyone burst out laughing.

(End of this chapter)