Chapter 5: No way to stay in the snow

The dark crows gathered more and more, covering the entire sky.

In the main hall of the head sect, the head sect and the elders of Wufeng were ready to fight, and the bells used as alarms resounded throughout Mount Hua.

The disciples gathered hastily all over the road up the mountain, and they drew their swords one after another.

The man walked, and his powerful aura forced the disciples to retreat. He cut off the protective formation formed by the disciples like a knife.

Finally, the man came to the head and the elders.

The head looked solemn and sighed.

"Zhou Mo, you are finally back."

Zhou Mo replied coldly: "Yes, father."

The man in black was actually the son of the head!

The head of the sect asked: "What is your purpose today?"

"Father didn't ask this knowingly. I'm here today to take your position as the head of the sect."

Elder Zhenyuan Peak shouted: "Rareless."

"I'm talking to my father, it's not your turn, a little third-level warrior, to interrupt."

Zhou Mo's eyes were cold, and a sword intent emerged out of thin air and flew towards the pillar behind Elder Zhenyuan Peak.

In an instant, the pillar collapsed and the entire hall collapsed halfway.

Elder Zhenyuanfeng sat on the ground with his butt, soaking his crotch in his pants.

Zhou Mo pulled out the black sword behind him: "Huashan disciple Zhou Mo initiated a sword debate with the leader."

Sword discussion is a synonym for the discussion among disciples of the Huashan Sect. However, if a disciple initiates a sect, it means to seize the throne. If the sword discussion is successful, the leader must change his position. However, if the sword discussion is discussed with the leader, the elder Wufeng must agree.

The elder of Yuntai Peak stroked his beard gently.

"Are you a disciple of Huashan?"

The head nodded.

"Since the head of the sect nods, it means that your identity is true. But if we don't agree, what do you think?"

"Then kill all five of you. When the new elders come to power. The new elders don't agree, I will continue to kill another group of them."

Those present were slightly shocked.

The head of the sect shook his head: "You had the desire to kill when you were young, but you didn't expect that you would become more serious when you went out to practice in the past few years."

"Old man, your era has passed. Of course, if you agree to me to merge with the sects around Huashan, I can assist you."

"Alas, the courage of every man, annexes the surrounding sects, the reputation of the Huashan sect will be destroyed. Moreover, the martial arts heroes will not sit idly by, and the court will not sit idly by."

"Hmph, martial arts people, kill each other; if the court wants to take care of it, I will overturn the government and the people!"

The people present were astonished as a chicken.

The head waved his hand and signaled that the elder Wufeng did not need to interfere in the matter. He took out his sword: "Don't come on, come on."

The leader gathered all his internal strength and used the secret of Huashan’s unique knowledge of the Snow Rain Sword Technique - the stars in the sky make rain.

In an instant, I saw that the sky was dark and countless stars shining. When the stars arrived, I realized that the starlight was the chill of countless giant swords.

Zhou Mo laughed.

"Old man, I haven't seen each other for a few years and have made progress. Let's see my move."

Zhou Mo released his internal force and saw black shadows all over his body, and the black shadow waved his sword with Zhou Mo.

It was an extremely simple sword, but it had the momentum of destruction.

The martial arts in the world are varied, but the simplest way is, the more powerful the moves are.

The head spitted blood at the entrance of the sect and was seriously injured and defeated. He looked angry: "Who taught you this evil sword technique?"

The elders woke up and became more and more frightened.

The evil sword technique is the banned martial arts of the Huashan School. In history, those who practice this sword technique have all become possessed by the devil and become obsessed with ghosts. In the end, the karma of killing is too heavy and despised by thousands of people.

No wonder Zhou Mo is so murderous!

"Hahaha, of course I taught it!"

A masked man in black laughed and flew out of the hall.

"Nonsense, you just helped me steal the sword score."

The head of the sect sneered at the man in black: "I don't know why my Huashan Sect offended you, and asked you to use such skills, steal my ban on martial arts, and poison me Zhou Mo'er."

"Old man, don't call me a child. Even if I don't steal, my ideas will not change. It is because of your cowardice that the Huashan Sect ended up like this."

The man in black shook his head: "Brother Zhou Mo, I know what you mean, do you want to lead the Huashan faction to regain your strength?"

“Isn’t this agreed at the beginning?”

"The Lord has changed his mind and wants the Huashan Sect to be destroyed."

Deadly silence in the air.

After a long time, Zhou Mo smiled: "What do you want such a Huashan school to do?"

"Haha, Brother Zhou Mo is really wise, why don't you kill this old man quickly?"

“That’s natural.”

Zhou Mo waved his sword, but the sword attacked the man in black.

The man in black came up with a simple palm.

The simplest sword intent and the simple and simple palm technique collided violently.

The man in black and Zhou Mo are both at the second level peak. What he is fighting for at this moment is the power of the roots and tricks of both sides.

Zhou Mo vomited blood in his mouth, was seriously injured, and laughed.

"Every time I activate internal force, I always find that my meridians are not smooth. I believe you have done some tricks on my roots and bones."

"Of course, the organization must also consider your loyalty, right?"

The head stood up desperately: "Elder Wufeng, follow me and martyrize Mount Hua!"

"Yes!" The elders who were ulterior motives on their daily lives actually picked up swords and looked at death on their faces.

If you keep the green mountains there, you are not afraid of burning firewood, but if you want to bring the green mountains, you have to fight to the death?

The man in black laughed: "When our organization destroyed the Li family, which had a first-level strong man, it was easy to do so. Now there are only second-level warriors in the Huashan Sect. Why don't you accept your orders?"

The head of the sect was shocked: "Li family, is it your organization that was the one who did it?"

Li Muye signed in a few months ago and obtained a lost martial art called Qianli Detection.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, as long as the technique is activated, all the sounds in the field can be heard.

Li Muye still cared about the man in black just now, so he used this technique.

At this moment, Li Muye walked out of the lodge room, leaving a long sword in his hand.

The Nine Swords of Dugu are extremely special. Not only will they obtain the secret after perfection, but they will also obtain the secret after small success.

The mystery after the Dugu Nine Swords was named "No Walking in the Snow".

It was originally the Nine Sky, but a chill actually came. Snow was falling from the sky.

Soon, the snow fell heavier and heavier, covering the entire Huashan Mountain like a goose feather.

The man in black was shocked: "I didn't expect that there were such masters in your Huashan Sect."

He hurriedly flew out of the hall and fled down the mountain. He fled halfway and saw a servant holding a waste sword from afar.

The man in black stopped and said, "Get out, or I will take your life."

The man in black seemed to want to let Li Muye go, but in fact he felt the deep internal strength of Li Muye.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he kept comforting himself. The boy was only at the peak of the fourth level, and his identity was just a mere tragic servant in Huashan. He laughed wildly, but his hands were trembling and unable to hold the sword.

The boy slowly approached, and there were no footprints on the snow in the vast snow.

The man in black finally showed a fearful look. His crotch was soaked in his crotch, and he wiped his neck with a sword, trying to commit suicide.

But the sword stopped before it touched the neck.

Li Muye, who was standing behind him, put away the useless sword and disappeared into the vast snowfield in a blink of an eye.

On the snow, the man in black stood in a suicide posture, but there were no footprints around him.

After a long time, a disciple ran from a distance, Zhang San who went down the mountain to buy wine.

Zhang San approached the man in black and touched him curiously.

The man in black shattered, and the pieces were frozen flesh and blood, and they did not stain the snow with a little red color.
Chapter completed!