Alien Arms Dealer

"Dang——" The swords intersected, and the flames splashed everywhere.

Lei Mingya glanced at the scimitar in her hand, couldn't help but let out a "huh" and stared at the long sword wrapped in spells in Mo Ziqing's hand, "Why didn't Sect Master Mo take out the sword? , even if I win, it’s still an invincible victory!"

Mo Ziqing sneered, "The premise is that you can beat me!"

Swinging the sword straight up, with huge force, he came towards Lei Mingya.

Lei Mingya was taken aback, and swung the knife to resist. The tremendous force made his palms numb, and he almost couldn't hold the knife steadily. Afterwards, Mo Ziqing's successive attacks changed the old-fashioned moves before. The sword was fierce and unstoppable. Lei Mingya was almost injured by the long sword several times, but fortunately the sword was not opened, otherwise he would have been injured long ago.

Mo Ziqing's eyes became brighter. Xiao Cheng taught him this set of swordsmanship, which is really powerful. The sword is slanted, dexterous, or heavy. It makes up for the shortcomings of the original swordsmanship that is too light and weak. The sword is unstoppable!

Lei Mingya gradually struggled to deal with it. In the eyes of others, he was already showing signs of defeat, but he was not willing to admit defeat just like that. Mo Ziqing was so much younger than him, so he was born with a much higher aura than others. The youngest Patriarch is also human, why is his luck so good!

Why!Why!

"Oh, my cousin has turned the situation around! Brother Xiao, look, he will definitely win!" Song Qiheng pulled Xiao Cheng's sleeve excitedly

shouted.

"En." Anyone with eyes could tell that Lei Mingya was at the end of his battle, the victory and defeat had already been decided, there was no need to read any further, "Second Young Master Song, let's go back!"

"Call me Qiheng! The Second Young Master is too ugly!"

It's really not nice, but why don't you call him the second son?

Lei Mingya was distracted for a moment, when Mo Ziqing's sword came straight to the front, Lei Mingya shouted loudly: "I admit defeat!"

The long sword stopped at a distance of five millimeters from his nose.

"I hope Mr. Lei will not forget the previous promise!" Mo Ziqing put away the long sword and said with a cold face.

Lei Mingya touched the sweat on his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "I know!"

Mo Ziqing jumped off the high platform and left in an instant.

Those disciples of the Song family who watched the excitement saw the result of the competition, and they seemed to explode all of a sudden, talking a lot.

Sure enough, Sect Master Mo is even better!

Lei Mingya narrowed his eyes and suddenly sneered. When the crowd applauded Mo Ziqing, he put away his scimitar, jumped off the training ground, and turned to leave.

Mo Ziqing couldn't wait to run to the courtyard where Xiao Cheng was, and shouted happily: "Ah Cheng, Ah Cheng! I won! I won!

"

It wasn't long before Xiao Cheng came back, and before the stool was warmed up, Mo Ziqing ran in yelling, with no image at all.

"Stop barking, are you a child, don't be ashamed of yourself!"

Mo Ziqing ran to Xiao Cheng and sat down beside Xiao Cheng, and said with a happy smile, "Ah Cheng, I won, how will you reward me?"

Xiao Cheng was speechless, he really wanted everyone to see, was this kid who was begging for candy really the suzerain of the Mo family?

"The martial arts competition that you both agreed on privately, why do you ask me for a lottery? Are you out of your mind???" Xiao Cheng stretched out his hand to Mo Ziqing

There was a flick on the forehead, and the latter smiled happily and touched his forehead, "I used the sword technique you taught me, Ah Cheng, to kill Lei Mingya in a panic, didn't you see that?" , His appearance is really... It makes me so happy to see it!" "Tell me, I didn't see it?"

"Hey?"

"This sword is for you!"

"what?"

"Don't you want a lottery?" Xiao Cheng looked at the boy in a daze, his brows were tangled together, "Could it be that the old problem has happened again? Have you become stupid again?"

"No, no! I'm just too happy!" Mo Ziqing hugged the sword tightly in his arms, the excitement on his face couldn't stop

"Don't be too happy! This is a demon sword! If you can't suppress it, don't undo the seal on it, otherwise you will be backlashed and controlled by it!" Xiao Cheng felt the need to tell him, " The demon sword is different from ordinary spirit swords, it only recognizes the strong as its master, if your strength is lower than his, you will only become its puppet!"

"I understand!" Mo Ziqing stroked the spell on the sword lightly with his fingers, "Ah Cheng, sometimes I think you are a very powerful person, if you don't have a spiritual vein, maybe you have already become a high-level monk, you... ...would you feel wronged?"

Xiao Cheng sneered, "Grievance? I don't have the time to complain about others! Even if I don't have the physical advantage, wouldn't I still be doing well now?"

There is no cheat, no tricks, but he has a master who is almost omnipotent, Xiao Cheng is already very content.

"That's actually..." Mo Ziqing smiled. Xiao Ben himself is such a courageous and imposing person. Even if he has no cultivation, people who have met him will involuntarily have a sense of awe towards him. .

"Ah Cheng, this sword... Since you made it yourself, does it have a name?" Mo Ziqing asked.

Xiao Cheng waved his hand, "You do it yourself!"

"But……"

"When it was first created, this sword was too resentful. I temporarily sealed it. I thought I would find a chance to destroy it later. Who would name it? I have said everything I should have said just now. If you think it is dangerous, You can choose to throw it away, or you can choose to transfer it to someone with higher abilities, anyway, it is yours, and what you want to do with it is up to you!"

"Why would I throw away what Ah Cheng gave me? It's impossible for me to give it away!" Mo Ziqing tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Why don't we call it... Mo Yuan?"

"Whatever you want!" Anyway, it's just a sword, all of them are so literary and useful, strength is the most important thing!In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the trial meeting. Xiao Cheng was in the mood of soldiers coming to cover up the water and earth, without any sign of nervousness or fear.

Song Qiheng made him a lot of breakfast early in the morning, Xiao Cheng looked at the big table full of food, his forehead twitched faintly, "Second Young Master, I'm not going to the execution ground, why are you making so much food for me? "

"Oh, brother Xiao, I'm doing this for your own good. The trial conference will take a long time. I'm afraid you won't make it, so I'll let you have a full meal! There are a lot of people here today, and we have to wait for those people to arrive to officially start. It may have to wait until noon!"

"Okay, I got it!" But he couldn't finish eating so many things, and he's not a pig!

The trial meeting was held at Song's house.

The Song family vacated a place for a martial arts training ground, and placed tables and stools around the high platform, surrounded by monks guarding heavily. Looking at this scene, those who didn't know it thought it was a theater!

Xiao Cheng was brought to the stage without any restraints on his body, and he was not punished. He was just allowed to stand there for several hours, with such a strong sun above his head, it was really uncomfortable!

One after another, other aristocratic families or heads came to the scene. As for the ordinary disciples, they stood in the audience.

Mo Ziqing chose a position closest to Xiao Cheng, winked at Xiao Cheng, opened his mouth, and said to him silently: "Don't worry! I'm here, I won't let you get into trouble!"

Xiao Cheng ignored Mo Ziqing's kindness and lowered his head to stare at his boots. Mo Ziqing felt his heart break to the ground.

"Master Spirit Master is here!" A disciple of the Song family ran in and said to Song Qiwen.

After hearing this, Song Qiwen stepped forward to greet him in person.

Curious, Xiao Cheng turned his head to look at the old man who came in surrounded by several monks, wanting to see what was different about this legendary spirit master.But he looked left and right, looked up and down, this old man of the Qin family, except for his eyes, is no different from ordinary old men. Could it be that he has high cultivation base and old aptitude?

Qin Wei was talking politely to Song Qiwen, when he suddenly noticed Xiao Cheng's gaze, a pair of sharp eyes looked towards him, Xiao Cheng hurriedly turned his head, and continued to stare at the ground.

When peeking was discovered, Xiao Cheng felt a little embarrassed. After all, if you look at a handsome guy, there is nothing wrong with it, but the object of peeking is a bad old man, which is a bit weird!

Qin Wei asked: "Is that the Pavilion Master of Feihong Pavilion?"

Song Qiwen said: "Exactly!"

"You look quite young! Did he really do what happened to the Xiao family?"

"There is no evidence to prove that he did it, but... the few surviving disciples of the Xiao family pointed out that the head of the Xiao family had an unpleasant meeting with the master of the Feihong Pavilion before, so those people doubted the Xiao family's affairs. , maybe it has something to do with him, today is just to let them confront each other face to face!"

Qin Wei nodded and sighed, "Over 400 lives of a family were killed overnight. This is really not a trivial matter! You have to figure it out carefully!"

"The junior will definitely figure this out and give the deceased an explanation!"

After Mr. Qin was seated, the trial meeting officially began.

Song Qiwen brought in the survivors of the Xiao family. There were seven or eight people in total, and there were a few familiar faces. They were indeed the ones who followed Xiao Tingnan to Feihong Pavilion to make trouble last time.

After seeing Xiao Cheng, the monks of the Xiao family showed righteous indignation.

Xiao Cheng's eyelids twitched a few times, and he always felt that today's incident did not seem to be so easy to deal with aftermath.

Song Qiwen asked: "Can you tell me what you saw that day?"

"Song Zongzhu, the thing is like this... We were entrusted by our master to go out to a village to deal with monsters. When we came back, we found that everyone in the Xiao family had been killed, and no one was spared!"

Xiao Cheng said lazily: "Oh, just based on these, I think I did it. Have your brains been eaten by dogs?"

"You..." The cultivator of the Xiao family who was speaking had his eyes red when he heard this, and he wanted to pounce on him directly. Xiao Cheng continued, "You all accuse me of killing people without evidence, which is really funny! Pay attention to evidence in everything , Don't talk nonsense without evidence!

Do you know how much business I lost because of your rash guesses? "

"Who says we have no evidence?"

"Oh?"

The Xiao family monk who spoke took out a token from his body and waved it in front of everyone, "I want to ask, Pavilion Master Xiao, do you deny this token?"