Hang Ziyu frowned and looked at the carriage. He heard Mu Nan's whisper in his ears. He immediately sneered and said, "I have heard of the name of Ouyang Shengxue, the great master of Ligong Sword Academy, but no matter how strong Ouyang Shengxue is, he is still below the five realms. There are dozens of monks in the South Heavenly Gate Temple, all in the Four Realms. There are also the head of Dancheng Xiaonan Tianmen, three great monks at the peak of the Fourth Realm and dozens of monks in the Fourth Realm. Could it be that I can't do anything to just Ouyang Shengxue?"

The head of the small south Tianmen of Dancheng also has the peak cultivation level of the fourth realm. Unlike the small south Tianmen of Mocheng, in addition to the head, there is also a peak cultivator of the four realm under the Dancheng Sect. Hang Ziyu is three, and this power cannot be underestimated. No wonder Hang Ziyu knew that the one in front of him was Mr. Ligong Sword Academy, so he was not panicked at all.

According to common sense, a peak monk in the fourth realm faces three monks in the same realm and dozens of practitioners in the upper and lower realms. Even if he is different from the ordinary peak monk in the fourth realm, he will not be too exaggerated in the middle of the middle.

Although he is a great gentleman from Ligong Sword Academy, in Hang Ziyu's opinion, there is no difference.

The head of the Little Nan Tianmen of Dancheng was a middle-aged man, who was at the peak of the fourth realm. However, from his exposed aura, he could be clearly seen that he was better than Zhu Pajiu, and another peak-level monk at the fourth realm was comparable to Zhu Pajiu.

He looked at Ouyang Shengxue coldly at this time and said, "I believe you and I know the destruction of Mocheng's small south Tianmen. You are the great gentleman of Ligong Sword Court. I should respect you, but you Ligong Sword Court does not make any sense in this matter. If the great gentleman is willing to hand over Li Mengzhou, this matter will not involve Ligong Sword Court. Otherwise, it will be an enemy of my entire Nantianmen Temple. I hope that the great gentleman can make good decisions and not make mistakes on his own, causing unnecessary trouble to the Ligong Sword Court."

Ouyang Shengxue said calmly: "When the Sword Immortal King Chengyue destroyed your Xitianmen Temple, the Taoist Palace had no fart. Your Taoist Palace was also right in that matter. My junior brother just destroyed your little sky gate, but he mobilized so many people. It seems that your Taoist Palace can only pick soft persimmons, but what I want to tell you is that Ligong Sword Court is not soft persimmons!"

Wang Chengyue destroyed the entire Xitianmen Temple with one sword, killed hundreds of monks in the temple, and even fell into the fifth realm. That was a great shame and humiliation of the Taoist Palace, and it was something that he did not want to mention. In the final analysis, Wang Chengyue was a sword immortal after all, and a person who could talk to the saints of the Taoist Palace, but what is Li Mengzhou? How could he compare with the sword immortal king Chengyue!

Neither the head of Dancheng Xiaonan Tianmen nor Hang Ziyu wanted to respond, but Ouyang Shengxue's words also made them angry.

The Beiyan Dao Palace had already planned to rebuild the Xitianmen Temple. By then, the war would openly start against the Western Jin Jiange. However, before this, of course, it would not be open to publicize everywhere, as it would only cause more trouble in vain. Even though Hang Ziyu looked down on Ligong Sword Court, he also knew the importance of the Xitianmen Temple and did not directly take over Ouyang Shengxue's words.

The head of the Little Nantianmen of Dancheng and Hang Ziyu looked at each other, then said to Ouyang Shengxue with a gloomy face: "Mr. Great, is this to make Ligong Sword Courtyard and my Nantianmen Temple an enemy?"

Ouyang Shengxue said: "I never thought of being an enemy of the Nantianmen Temple, but if you want to cause trouble for my junior brother, then the sword in my hand will cut off your head."

Hang Ziyu sneered at this time: "From ancient times to the present, all of you Sword Sect's children are in the same shape. They are obviously unreasonable, but they still have to show a strong attitude. They are really very thick-skinned. Do you think that now is still the era of thirty-three mountain sword immortals rampant in the golden age? Since the sword Sect's declining, except for the Western Jin Jiange, your Jiang Guoli Palace Sword Courtyard and Beiyan Langhuan Sword Lu are just surviving. With the name of a sword cultivator, they are actually garbage!"

If these words were said to the sword snail in the Western Jin Dynasty, Jun Jian had already cut off Hang Ziyu's head.

Even so, Ouyang Shengxue and Li Mengzhou both showed displeasure and humiliated the sword cultivator and the Ligong Sword Courtyard, which were also things they could not bear.

Ouyang Shengxue looked at Hang Ziyu with a cold expression and said in a deep voice: "Then I want to learn the tricks of the monks in the mountain and sea of ​​the Nantianmen Temple."

Compared with both Shanhai monks, Hang Ziyu and Su Bieli are really nothing but a big witch and have no qualifications to compare.

Hang Ziyu was originally a proud person. When facing Gushangu, the situation forced him to bow his head. He actually gritted his teeth in his heart. Although Ouyang Shengxue is a powerful cultivator who is extremely close to the threshold of the fifth realm, Hang Ziyu did not think he would lose because he was a disciple of the Nantianmen Temple and a mountain and sea monk in the Beiyan Dao Palace!

Without hesitation, Hang Ziyu immediately drew his sword and rushed up from the horse's back. He landed steadily on the ground like a gust of breeze. He pointed the knife at Ouyang Shengxue and shouted in a deep voice: "I just wanted to kill Li Mengzhou. Since Mr. Dazhan blocked the road, I will chop you first!"

Ouyang Shengxue looked sideways at Li Mengzhou in the carriage and said softly: "Stay in there by obediently."

Li Mengzhou shook his head and said, "Although my injuries have not healed, I can still lift my sword. They came to kill me, so how could I watch my senior brother stand in front alone."

His cultivation level is also just a short kick from the peak of the fourth realm. Perhaps it is a bit embarrassing to deal with Hang Ziyu and the head of the Xiaonan Tianmen in Dancheng, but he didn't think he could not beat the remaining fourth realm cultivators. He was injured in his body. Of course, there would be a great impact in fighting, but his mind power was very full. It was still like taking a puppet when dealing with monks with lower levels than him.

This is the difference between him and other practitioners. If he is seriously injured, his mind is naturally difficult to activate. However, when he is practicing "Silks of Silkworm Destruction", close combat may be a bit tormented, but the endless mind power drives his natal flying sword and can also make him invincible.

But Ouyang Shengxue didn't know this. After hearing this, he said with some concern: "Your health is really fine? You don't have to do this. As a senior brother, I should be in front of you, and you don't have to worry. I can't beat Su Bieli, but I'm more than enough to beat them."

Li Mengzhou said seriously: "Of course I understand that the senior brother is very strong, but the opponent's lineup cannot be underestimated. Even if the senior brother can win, it will definitely be a tough battle, and there may even be accidents. Since I can move the sword, I will definitely help the senior brother beat them together. After all, this is the trouble I caused."

Ouyang Shengxue was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Then you should be careful."

In fact, as Li Mengzhou said, facing these monks from the Nantianmen Temple and the Little Nantianmen in Dancheng, Ouyang Shengxue really has no absolute confidence. He is thinking that even if he dies in battle, he must protect his junior brother carefully.

And if Li Mengzhou can help him attract some people, then Ouyang Shengxue will have more confidence in winning.

Ouyang Shengxue got off the carriage and walked straight towards Hang Ziyu.

Li Mengzhou sat upright in the carriage, with the Jingzhe Knife on his left hand. At the same time, the Buer Sword flew out of the sea of ​​energy and floated in front of him. The sharp breath spread and the sound of swords came out, making the curtains of the carriage flutter and rust.

He was actually still worried about using the Bu Er Sword to fight. This time was different from the past. Although he had drawn his sword and faced a very strong practitioner, he could only be considered a mean person in the whole world. They could not see through the secrets of Bu Er Sword at all.

But the battle in Tianqi Wasteland was watched by the great things in the world, and it was difficult for Bu Er Jian to hide it. But Bu Er Jian was his natal sword after all. If you want to drive the Jingzhe Sword, not only will the distance be limited, but it is also unstable. The natal sword of the sword cultivator is equivalent to a clone and another self, so that he can exert the strongest power. When there is injury, Li Mengzhou cannot draw his sword to fight. There are too many dangers and can only drive the flying sword to kill the enemy.

Hang Ziyu and his group also couldn't see through the Bu Er Jian. Moreover, after experiencing the battle in Tianqi Wasteland, Li Mengzhou did not need to continue hiding the Bu Er Jian. It would be better to be able to fight the enemy easily than to enter the battle circle with all his might.

But Hang Ziyu and the others did not recognize Bu Erjian, but Mu Nan knew something from Xu Hexian. He was Xu Hexian's right-hand man and he was qualified to know many secret matters. However, Hang Ziyu's original intention was to kill Li Mengzhou, so where does Bu Erjian belong to it seem irrelevant.

He just tried his best to lean back and look for opportunities.

The head of the small Nantianmen in Dancheng was not in a hurry to take action. Although he was the head of the army, he was only a subordinate in front of Hang Ziyu, a monk from the Shanhai Temple of the Nantianmen. Since Hang Ziyu planned to fight Ouyang Shengxue alone, he could not say much, and could only wait for the opportunity to take action.

But before that, his eyes were placed in the carriage, and he smiled coldly, slowly raised his right hand. The practitioners from the small south Tianmen in Dancheng drew their swords and unsheathed. "Mr. Seven of Ligong Sword Court, you are seriously injured, but you are still stubborn. You would rather let your senior brother die. If you can die obediently, it would be a happy thing for everyone, but you obviously chose the wrong way."

He waved his right hand, and the monks from the Little South Heaven Gate rushed to the carriage in a swarm.

The Beiyan Dao Palace knew about what happened in the Tianqi Wasteland, but Hang Ziyu was only sent to investigate the demise of the Xiaonan Tianmen in Mocheng. He only knew about the Tianqi Wasteland. He didn't know what happened to Li Mengzhou at all. However, the head of the Xiaonan Tianmen who stayed in Jiang Kingdom had some understanding, but it was only one-sided. He was also not sure about Lin Ganxiao, Li Mengzhou and the Untwo Sword Intent.

The Beiyan Dao Palace is because there are several sect leaders of the temples watching the Tianqi Wasteland. If you have to wait until the news is sent back in the small Tianmen in Jiang Kingdom, it is very unrealistic. After all, it is very abrupt for Lin Ganxiao to appear in the Tianqi Wasteland. No one noticed it in advance. Because the Dao Palace is very weak in Jiang Kingdom, it will never be able to find out clearly in the short term.

Most of the practitioners in the small south Tianmen of Dancheng are in the lower realm, but there are also monks in the upper realm. In the eyes of the head sect, dealing with a sword cultivator who is seriously injured and whose cultivation is not at the peak of the fourth realm is already a killer.

Li Mengzhou's expression was very calm. His cultivation was indeed not strong among the people in front of him. He was seriously injured and had not healed. His strength was reduced. But if he wanted to compete with his mind, he felt that he should be the strongest, at least in terms of lasting. No matter how many people he could kill in his natal flying sword, it could at least ensure that those below the peak of the fourth level would not be able to get close to the carriage.

He patted his forehead gently, and Bu Erjian trembled slightly over the curtain of the car, and his sharp breath burst out.

"If I can kill Zhubajiu, I can kill you too. If anyone crosses the line, die."

His voice was quite dull, as if the practitioners in front of him were all a bunch of garbage, which was not worth caring about.
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