[Comprehensive main sword three] Where is the master of Shaogu?

Although he was not clear about the entanglement between them, after hearing a few words, he vaguely knew that these people were trying to get some important news from this cold and poisonous child, and they would categorically silence them after getting the news.

This situation is so similar to the original!

On Ziyuan Mountain, those people pressed on every step of the way, not just for that volume of "Kong Ming Jue".

Mu Xuanying held the hilt of the sword with her backhand, and the giant sword on her back came out of its sheath clangingly.He held the sword in one hand, and held the child's chilly body in front of his chest with the other hand. Zhongzheng's peaceful tendon-changing sutra flowed around the child's body for a long time along the palm of his hand and then returned to himself. .

Mu Xuanying swung Ju Que horizontally, Ah Da's five fingers directly hit Ju Que's sword, and there was a sound of gold and stone.Ah Da seemed to be stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on Mu Xuanying's sword, he couldn't help showing surprise in his eyes, and blurted out: "Ju Que?!"

Mu Xuanying's eyebrows condensed, and her true energy poured directly into the giant que, and immediately, a golden sword qi appeared on the blue blade of the giant que.

Ada's eyes couldn't help showing horror, and his body suddenly swept back, however, Mu Xuanying's attack had already arrived.

"Clouds help the sea!"

The golden sword energy criss-crossed the sky and the earth in an instant. With Mu Xuanying at the center, the land under his feet was cut into deep ravines by the overflowing sword energy.As pointed by Jian Feng, Lin Shu was cut off by a person who was able to embrace him alone, while Ah Da, who was facing the might of Mu Xuanying's sword energy, hit 23 palms in succession but failed to completely neutralize the sword energy.With a "wow", he sprayed blood from his mouth and flew out backwards.

Wang Baobao's face was pale, and his legs were a little weak.

Don't look at Ah Da as a domestic slave, but he was born in Shaolin in the Western Regions, and his powerful Vajra Finger is astonishingly powerful, and his martial arts are far superior to those of the five scattered members of Mingjiao.But such a character is powerless to resist that sword?

Wang Baobao's heart trembled, and he looked again at Ah Er, who was standing in front of him just now, and Ah San, who led him back a few feet, and saw blood slowly dripping from the corners of their mouths, although Wang Baobao didn't show much. The look of panic, in fact, he was so scared that he forgot to react.

Although Lu Zhangke had been fighting with Mo Yu, what happened beside him could not escape his eyes.Lu Zhangke frowned. With such a swordsmanship, he can still release sword energy at such a young age. Such aptitude is really enviable.

Lu Zhangke settled down, and said in a clear voice: "You two young heroes, why bother with this old man? You must know, the one in front of you is the son of Prince Ruyang, whose status is unspeakable. If the two of you want to be prosperous and rich, this old man can do it for you. Recommended by the two of you. When the time comes, the glory and wealth will be inexhaustible..."

Mo Yu frowned, and said coldly, "Shut up, you're making such noise!" As she spoke, she turned her palm into a finger, and pointed directly at Luzhang Ke's vitals.

There was a hint of anger in Lu Zhangke's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.His palms were swift, and while blocking Mo Yu's fingers, he chattered endlessly: "The two young heroes don't know that this child's adoptive father is the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun who has committed all kinds of crimes in the world. Take it easy..."

Luzhangke tried his best to persuade Mo Yu to join their side, promising prosperity and wealth for a while, power and beauty for a while, and finally talking about the righteousness of the world. Hearing this, Mo Yu became more and more impatient. The mind of Wanhua Wuxue, who had just started, suddenly faded a lot.

Mo Yu turned his palm over, but what he used again was not the Hundred Flowers Fuxue Hand, but the Hongchen Luoying Palm that Mo Yu had realized in the sixth year under Wang Yifeng's sect.It's just that Mo Yu combined it with the poisonous blood curse seal in his body and named it Nether Palm compared to Gu Zhu's Red Dust Falling Flower Palm.

Lu Zhangke was horrified to find that the young man who he thought was good at martial arts but could do nothing to him, within a few breaths, not only the speed of his shots was far beyond comparison, but the inner strength that penetrated into his body with the palm force unexpectedly Carrying a terrifying poison that is far inferior to his Xuanming Divine Palm.

Luzhangke was beaten so hard by Mo Yu that he vomited blood again and again, fear had already sprouted in his heart.Desperately receiving Mo Yu's palm, Lu Zhangke jumped to Wang Baobao's side, grabbed the pale-faced prince and son, and fled into the distance with his lightness kung fu.

Ah Da and the others hurriedly followed.

Although the Luzhang guests went away, the old and sinister voice came from afar: "Young friend, I have important things to do now, so I will worry about it later!"

Mo Yu coldly brushed the dust off his sleeves, and hummed, "I don't know what that means."

Immediately turning around, Mo Yu walked towards Mu Xuanying.After Mo Yu saw Mu Xuanying's current situation clearly, he immediately frowned.

Mu Xuanying held Zhang Wuji's hand, the back of which had already turned a faint blue color.

Raising his hand to grab Zhang Wuji's collar, Mo Yu pulled him out of Mu Xuanying's arms without mercy. For Mu Xuanying's sake, Mo Yu didn't just throw him aside but carried him in his hand superior.

Mu Xuanying laughed dryly, and put the giant que back into its sheath.He rubbed his palms and said cautiously: "It's okay, it's not very cold."

Mo Yu didn't speak, just raised his hand to hold Mu Xuanying's wrist, and the infuriating qi that deviated from scriptures circulated in Mu Xuanying's body, confirming that the cold poison on the child did not affect Mu Xuanying's body After the situation, Mo Yu's face turned pale.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji, who was being held up by the collar of Mo Yu, let out a muffled snort, his face turned blue and white again, and the breath he exhaled was condensed with white mist, obviously the cold poison in his body had flared up again.

Frost spread along the collar to Mo Yu's fingers, the chill was enough to bite the bone.

But for Mo Yu who has been practicing Snow Condensation Kung Fu, he still doesn't like this bit of chill.He only "hummed", and the frost attached to his fingertips was immediately shattered.

When the cold poison occurs, it is as if standing naked in the ice and snow, and at the same time, the severe pain in the meridians is almost unbearable even for adults.But Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth tightly apart from the initial muffled moan, even though his brows were furrowed, he refused to groan any more, absolutely unwilling to show weakness to the enemy.

Mo Yu's brows were slightly relieved, it was better to save a stubborn temper than a coward.At such a young age, it reminded him of Mu Xuanying back then.

Mu Xuanying frowned, raised her hand and pulled off the clothes behind Zhang Wuji's back, only to see a green palm print on the boy's thin back.

Mu Xuanying didn't see Mo Yu's face darken suddenly when he tore off Zhang Wuji's clothes neatly.

Mu Xuanying first touched Zhang Wuji's heart, and a look of unbearable expression appeared on his handsome face, and said: "The cold poison has already invaded his heart..."

How important is the heart vein, as far as Mu Xuanying himself is concerned, if he hadn't used deep internal force to protect the heart vein every time when the three yangs failed, he would have been tortured to death by the disease.

But Zhang Wuji is young, even though he has good aptitude, he doesn't have the deep inner strength like Mu Xuanying.Coupled with Wang Baobao's attitude towards Zhang Wuji, Lu Zhangke deliberately tortured him, and he was even more merciless in his attacks, which made him have a deeper cold poison than the original book, and it has already penetrated into his heart.

Mo Yu frowned slightly, raised his hand to touch the key points on Zhang Wuji's chest, and poured the infuriating energy from the scriptures into Zhang Wuji's body continuously until the blue color on his face gradually faded.

Zhang Wuji groaned and woke up.

Although the continuous pain in his body had stopped, Zhang Wuji's limbs still twitched from time to time, apparently he hadn't completely escaped from the pain of the cold poison attack.His forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and when he was able to see the two people in front of him clearly, Zhang Wuji immediately bit his lower lip fiercely, using the pain to wake himself up.His wide-open eyes could not conceal vigilance and resentment, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Wuji will never tell you the whereabouts of your adoptive father. If you want to kill him, kill him. Wuji is not afraid!"

Mu Xuanying was startled, her gaze softened, and she said, "Don't worry, Brother Yu and I just passed by here, and we didn't intend to ask where your adoptive father is."

Zhang Wuji looked at the two suspiciously, but felt a little uncertain.Although he was young and grew up on the isolated Binghuo Island, but only a few days after he returned to the Central Plains, he saw the ulterior motives that he had never experienced in the first ten years of his life, and he would no longer be gullible just because of a word other people's children.Therefore, although Mu Xuanying's words were sincere, Zhang Wuji's vigilance remained undiminished.

How can a child's thoughts be hidden from Mo Yu and the two, Mu Xuanying sighed inwardly, only pityed that he had encountered so many things at such a young age.And Mo Yu frowned, feeling displeased in his heart—his Mao Mao just showed kindness to others, but he hated that this person didn't appreciate it.Mo Yu didn't care if this was a child who had just encountered something dangerous, and immediately snorted coldly: "Maomao, don't worry about him, he deserves to die!"

Zhang Wuji didn't speak, just stared round his eyes, like a little beast trying to stretch its claws.

Mu Xuanying couldn't laugh or cry in her heart, brother Yu is so old that he can't get along with a child!People have been saved, how can they just be thrown aside like this.

Fortunately, Mu Xuanying has always been very patient, especially pity for Zhang Wuji's suffering just now, and doesn't mind his attitude, she just said to send him home.

Zhang Wuji looked at Mu Xuanying cautiously, then looked at Mo Yu who was standing with his arms folded, and said in a low voice, "You won't arrest me to threaten my parents, will you?"

After getting Mu Xuanying's extremely firm negative answer, Zhang Wuji's tensed shoulders relaxed.He pursed his lips, and said with some guilt: "I'm sorry, everyone is asking about the whereabouts of foster father these days, I'm really... sorry..."

Mu Xuanying smiled and said, "You can endure pain at such a young age just to protect your loved ones, that's amazing."

Zhang Wuji's face flushed, he was speechless.

Seeing the indifferent atmosphere swept away by the big and the small, Mo Yu felt a little uncomfortable, and immediately took a step forward, picking up Zhang Wuji's collar again familiarly, holding back Zhang Wuji While struggling with blushing, he intercepted: "You don't want to see your parents soon?"

Zhang Wuji didn't move for a moment, even though his neck was hurting, he just grabbed his collar and didn't say a word.

Mu Xuanying hesitated for a moment and said, "How about I carry him up the mountain?"

Mo Yu immediately said: "It's okay, this kid is not heavy."

The corner of Mu Xuanying's mouth twitched. It was not a question of whether it would sink or not. He was afraid that the child would be strangled to death before he was taken to the mountain.

Mo Yu waved Zhang Wuji's hand expressionlessly, and signaled, "He's quite skinny, how can a boy be so delicate, and still carry him up the mountain?"

As if feeling the contempt in Mo Yu's tone, Zhang Wuji stiffened his neck, kicked his feet that couldn't touch the ground, and said righteously: "Wuji is not afraid!"

Mu Xuanying sighed in her heart, that's all, after all, Brother Yu still has a sense of proportion.