Li Mengzhou looked at Master Mao with a calm expression. Although he realized that his aura was restrained and heavy, which was comparable to Master Ouyang, he still didn't care much. However, compared with Master Ouyang, he had a better impression of Master Mao.

Although Master Mao has not said a few words so far, this feeling is very subtle.

Master Mao may not be considered a person with great say in the Grandmaster League, and he did not even rank in the top ten, but his strength can definitely be regarded as the top three in the Grandmaster League, and his lack of voice is just like Master Yang Lin, one of the founders of the Grandmaster League, who has retreated behind the scenes, which does not mean that Master Mao has no status in the Grandmaster League.

His ability to come to Baihong Town with Grandmaster Ouyang and Grandmaster Huang also shows how much the Grandmaster League values ​​Zhao Sandao, the forging master.

After hearing the words of Master Mao, Li Mengzhou did not hide anything and said straight to the point: "I worshipped in Ligong Sword Courtyard, and I was fortunately respected as Mr. Seven."

He didn't care about the martial arts of the Jianghu Lake. He didn't understand what Mr. Sword Academy's identity represents, but Grandmaster Mao came from the Grandmaster League and was in Fengjiang with the Ye clan. He had a great chance to get in touch with the world of cultivation, but he just couldn't understand it in depth.

Otherwise, Zhao Wuji, one of the founders of the Grandmaster League, would not have fallen on the road to pursuing the path of cultivation.

Grandmaster Mao's originally plain eyes have indeed changed. Although the Grandmaster Alliance is just a secular force, it is at the peak after all. Even if they cannot enter the mysterious gate, they are still understanding as much as possible.

Ligong Jianyuan is in the capital.

Of course, the Grandmaster Alliance knows it.

Although they were not very clear about the status of Ligong Sword Academy in Jiang Kingdom, in the rumors in the martial arts world, the gentleman of Ligong Sword Academy is a highly respected person. He may not have to be afraid of the Grand Master Alliance, but a cultivator with strong strength and high status. If he wants to crush the Grand Master Alliance, he really only needs to raise his hand.

Mr. Seven of Ligong Jianyuan definitely has such ability.

Grandmaster Mao was sad for a moment, and respectfully greeted Li Mengzhou, saying, "I have met Mr. Qi."

Master Huang was a little helpless. Seeing Master Mao’s actions, he struggled for a while, and said with a little unwillingness to the same politeness, "I have met Mr. Qi."

The status of Master Huang and Master Ouyang in the Grandmaster League is naturally not as good as Master Mao, and they know more than Master Mao. However, practitioners, especially practitioners with status, are very clear about what it means. Even if they are angry, they can only accept the defeat.

Even Master Mao and Master Huang bowed to Li Mengzhou, and ignored Master Ouyang who fainted. The onlookers of the martial arts world were even more at a loss. They must not know what Mr. Seven from Ligong Jianyuan was, but the three words "just" were enough to scare them.

Ordinary martial artists in the martial arts world are completely blocked from the world of cultivation. Even if they have the opportunity to come into contact with the monks in the mountains and fields, they can only understand the basics of the world of cultivation. But one thing is well known, that is, the practitioners in the immortal sect are supreme.

These martial artists who were originally here to grab the sword greeted Li Mengzhou, looking respectfully, as if they were paying homage to the leader of the Jianghu.

If you want to grab a sword in the hands of a practitioner, you are simply lighting a lamp in the thatched cottage. Although these swordsmen in the martial arts world are arrogant, they are not idiots.

Even the martial arts masters of the Grandmaster League have admitted their conscience. What else can they do?

Even the few practitioners standing on the roof and watching looked at each other. Their original intention was to watch the swordsmen in the martial arts world fighting together, and they finally reaped the benefits of the fisherman and could get the knife without any effort. But in the current situation, they obviously had no chance.

They all jumped off the roof and saw the ceremony at Li Mengzhou, leaving Baihong Town without looking back.

That's Mr. Seven from Ligong Jianyuan!

Although it seems that Mr. Qi is despised by many practitioners in the world of cultivation, they are just mountain monks and have a low level and dare not trespass on this muddy water.

But if they dare not tread muddy waters, it does not mean that no one dares.

Jing Sansan's eyes lit up at this moment.

He reached out and pushed away the swordsman in the Jianghu blocking him, ignored the other party's glaring eyes, and came straight to Li Mengzhou. He looked him up and down with interest, and said excitedly: "Are you Mr. Seven from Ligong Sword Courtyard?"

Before Li Mengzhou could make a fight, he continued to ask: "Is Mr. Seven from Ligong Sword Court very powerful?"

With Jing Sansan drawing his sword at Xie Chunfeng and maliciously clashing with the Grandmaster, Li Mengzhou also knew about what kind of person he was. At this time, he could certainly understand what the other party wanted to do. He shook his head decisively and said, "Mr. Qi is not powerful at all."

Jing Sansan was stunned for a moment and grinned, "Ligong Sword Courtyard is the only sword cultivator in Jiang Kingdom. Sword cultivators seem to be very powerful. Although the guys who claim to be sword cultivators in the mountains and fields are a little unbearable, my old guy told me that the real sword cultivator is very strong. Since you are a gentleman, how could you not be powerful?"

Li Mengzhou said: "It depends on who I compare with. I am indeed not powerful in Ligong Sword Courtyard, but I will definitely be able to beat anyone I want to win."

Although Li Mengzhou was not very interested, and he was really afraid of the old guy in Jing Sansan's mouth, if Jing Sansan insisted on fighting, he wouldn't mind. Even if Jing Sansan didn't say that he wanted to fight, the meaning was already expressed very clearly.

Compared with Xiao Zhinan challenging the strong, Jing Sansan is the real combat maniac.

The so-called battle madman may not win every battle, but he can always maintain his enthusiasm for fighting and will never decline.

When Jing Sansan heard Li Mengzhou's words, his eyes lit up a little more, and he said with a smile: "Do you want to fight me?"

Li Mengzhou groped his chin, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "You have fought with Xie Chunfeng before, but it seems that he was beaten very badly by him. Although Xie Chunfeng only made one sword, you were very embarrassed to take the sword. I will tell you that I have fought with Xie Chunfeng too."

Jing Sansan looked a little angry and said in anger: "That's because the old guy came forward to stop him. It's very easy for me to take that sword. How could there be a mess? If I draw my sword, Xie Chunfeng may not be able to take it!"

Li Mengzhou did not expose Jing Sansan. He was obviously a person who was not easy to admit defeat. In the final analysis, it was because he did not really fight with Xie Chunfeng. Otherwise, if Xie Chunfeng was serious, he would definitely beat Jing Sansan so that his mother would not recognize him.

Because he didn't hurt him, he naturally refused to admit defeat. Jing Sansan suddenly paused with anger and asked in a low voice with a little curiosity: "Who won by you or Xie Chunfeng?"

Li Mengzhou smiled slightly and said, "In theory, I won, but rigorously, I lost."

The sword in Chaosi Lane was just an agreement. Xie Chunfeng only used one sword. When Li Mengzhou resisted that sword, he would naturally win. But if he really fought, he would definitely lose.

I won, but lost, and this is very reasonable.

But Jing Sansan obviously couldn't understand. He scratched his head in distress and said, "What is it that you won in theory, and you lost again liangmin?"

Li Mengzhou should not explain these things to him. Looking at the shocked expressions of the swordsmen around him, Master Huang's face was a little gloomy, Master Mao's still calm, and Master Ouyang who fainted on the ground and no one cared about him, he smiled and said, "That's not important, what's important is whether you can beat me."

Jing Sansan raised his knife and said excitedly: "That's right, come and fight!"

Seeing this scene, Grandmaster Mao said nothing, but just gave Grandmaster Huang a wink, causing the young people with blue noses to lift the fainting Grandmaster Ouyang to the side, taking good care of him, and making room for Li Mengzhou and Jing Sansan's battle.

The martial artists in the martial arts world also retreated, but their eyes were still placed on the knife in the stone pier from time to time.

Master Huang approached Master Mao and whispered in a complicated expression: "Can we just give up the knife like this?"

Grandmaster Mao said lightly: "How do you compare with Grandmaster Ouyang? Even if I am, I am not the enemy of this young man. Do you want a knife or a life? For practitioners, they don't care whether you are a master of martial arts. What kind of identity do they have in the Grandmaster League? If they want to kill you, they will kill you. The Jiang Kingdom Law protects ordinary people, but if we, the people in the Jianghu, die at the hands of practitioners, there is no place to seek justice."

Master Huang looked embarrassed and had a hint of fear. He had not experienced this feeling for many years. He was so unfamiliar that he actually had the idea of ​​going against a practitioner. The fear gradually became familiar. He had already realized that his clothes on his back were soaked in sweat, and the breeze blew gently, and his whole body was chilly.

Grandmaster Mao smiled indifferently and said, "Dare to compete with Mr. Seven of Ligong Sword Academy, the young man with swords is probably not an ordinary person. If both of them are injured, apart from the few people who have just left who seem to be cultivators, how can we stop us from taking the sword with these swordsmen present?"

Master Huang said suddenly: "I didn't know that there were cultivators hidden here before, but the Seventh Mr. Ligong Sword Court reported his own identity, which made the oriole fly away. The rest were cicada insects. Although there were two big oriole birds left here, if they were both defeated, we mantis would eat the cicada insects, Zhao Sandao and others would belong to us."

Although Master Huang compared himself and others to mantis, it was indeed very suitable based on the situation in front of him. Master Mao just frowned slightly and said with a smile: "That's the reason. But the premise is that they can really lose both sides. Otherwise, we would just be the little mantis eaten by the oriole."

Grandmaster Huang prayed secretly.

Both sides must suffer losses!

It’s best if you have a sword, I have a sword, and let’s go to the underworld together.
Chapter completed!