The strongest discards 253, the strongest discards the small text, the second hundred and fifty-three chapters, I am going to sacrifice swords.

"The junior is really crazy, but the old man did not think that your light work is so good, but even if you have done it again, the mouth is more powerful, this is your last time. Because the old man is afraid to stop the broken box in the back. You, so first send you on the road." Zhang Zhihui finished, the back of the sword has fallen on the hand, while a sword swung out, brought out a sword mans.

Ye Mo looked at this swordman coldly, he did not expect that the old guy left a hand last time. It can be seen that none of these old things that have been cultivated to the prefecture level is an easy-going generation. It is not the kind of superficial anger that is manifested by his face. He also understands that Zhang Zhihui wants to kill him urgently, or he wants to find the huā of 'Liu Qingluo' on him.

If you take up the confrontation between the weapon and Zhang Zhihui, Ye Mo affirms that he is not his opponent now. However, he is a self-cultivator, and with a flying sword, where is the need to fight with Zhang Zhihui.

Ye Mo stood still and did not move, his hand rose, a faint flying sword has already ushered in the speed of stabbing swordsman.

"Cang Dang" sounded a crisp sound, the swordsman sent by Zhang Zhihui had disappeared, and a half-foot-long sword tip fell to the ground. One move, just a move will cut Zhang Zhihui's long sword. Ye Mo remembered that Zhang Zhihui had cut his lancet at the last time, and there was a rush in his heart.

"Feijian..." Zhang Zhihui stared at the flying sword floating in the air, and said that he was standing in the same place with two words. The long sword with the broken sword in his hand is like a puppet.

For a long time, he looked at Ye Mo with great horror. "You can actually make a flying sword... You, who are you?"

Ye Mo sneered. "How. Old man, isn't it going to kill me to grab my things? How do you look at your sample is like a bag? Old things, even the idea to hit the little man's body, you really live impatient It is."

Zhang Zhihui did not think that he had said to Ye Mo more than a month ago, and he was beaten back intact. His face was blue and red, but he did not dare to move. He knew that as soon as he moved, the flying sword on his head could immediately cut his head.

He did not think that someone in the world could practice as a flying sword. This is a legendary thing. If someone else told him to see Feijian, he must have said that this person is confused, absolutely impossible, but now he is seeing it with his own eyes.

"Since there is nothing to say, take your brain to sacrifice my flying sword." Ye Mo sneered, Feijian turned a beautiful sword in the air, and fell on the neck of Zhang Zhihui.

"No, seniors..." Zhang Zhihui no longer dared to say nonsense, although he could escape this, but next time. Next time? As long as there is a flying sword, he is sure to die.

Ye Mo controlled Feijian and said faintly: "What other words do you have? Or you are the one who is hidden, tell me. I am going to the end."

At this time, Zhang Zhihui no longer dared to doubt Ye Mo's words. Ye Mo said that he had a mén faction in one pot. It is definitely not a blame. He does have this strength.

"Predecessors forgive, although the younger generation is also a hidden mén repairer, but it is Xuanjiang Zhang family." Zhang Zhihui no longer dare to handle this time. He knows that as long as he is not correct, the flying sword can easily penetrate his head. Although Feijian is one inch away from his neck, he feels that his skin has been cut and even bleeding. He did not dare to lie. In the hidden mén, the person who knew his Zhang Zhihui was not a minority.

"Xuanjiang Zhangjia?" Ye Mo repeated a sentence and took back the long sword in his hand. He has heard of this family. The biggest of the five Chinese families is Zhang, but it is very strange that the biggest family power is not in Yanjing. Although Yanjing also has the strength of Zhangjia, their main power is in Xuanjiang.

It is no wonder that it can become the first family, even if there is a mid-level master in the middle of the town, which is comparable to that family. If you have a flying sword before, the middle of the prefecture is not what he can provoke, this home is really deep enough.

Ye Mo heart is thinking, is to kill this old guy, still want to n ng point benefits.

It seems that I saw the idea of ​​Ye Mo, Zhang Zhihui said quickly: "Predecessors, although my family is not very good, but if the seniors need something, or need help, I have more people in Zhang Jiasheng."

Ye Mo smiled slightly, and Zhang Zhihui meant that he understood. What he said is not a real number of people, but his family has been inherited for so many years, and certainly has a certain foundation. The reason why this Zhanghuihui can be cultivated to the prefecture level, in addition to the opportunity, and Zhang's huge financial resources must be inseparable.

Although Ye Mo has a flying sword, the speed of cultivation here is too slow. If you can use the foundation of Zhangjia and help him find some yào materials, it can be said that the two sides are mutually beneficial.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo took back Fei Jian and said: "In this case, I will spare you once. But if I find that you have no use at all, I will kill you."

"Yes, the predecessors, as long as you tell me, I will definitely do it." Zhang Zhihui secretly wiped the sweat on his head, and finally saved his life.

He has already confirmed that Ye Mo was deliberately not wanting to be in a crowded place. If he wanted to kill himself last time, it would be easy, but he could be known by many people. The ridiculous ‘Yuhui’ people still want to be right against him. It’s simply not self-sufficient. His high cliffs are fine, absolutely deliberate, because people have this strength.

Fortunately, I see the machine fast, or don't say that the land level is late, he will soon be killed by the man in front of him. In his opinion, Ye Mo’s age is much bigger than him, and maybe he is a master in the legend. Although it looks young, but there are people in Yan Dan, who knows his true age.

Ye Moke does not know that he has been defined as an old monster by Zhang Zhihui. He does not kill Zhang Zhihui. Besides Zhang Zhihui, there are other things.

"Zhang Xiong..." Since preparation for cooperation, Ye Mo also left a few points to Zhang Zhihui, after all, his age is so big. But let Ye Mo call his predecessors what it is, it is impossible.

Zhang Zhihui heard Ye Mo’s name scared and hit a jī spirit, and quickly waved his hand and said: “Predecessors, don’t call me Zhang Xiong, just call me Zhang Zhihui.”

In his heart, Ye Mo is at least a master who has cultivated more than the prefecture level, and maybe he is over 100 years old.

Ye Mo smiled slightly. He didn't kill Zhang Zhihui. In addition to fancy the huge resources of Zhang's family, there is another reason. Zhang Zhihui is practicing ancient Wu. Since he has cultivated to the prefecture level, it shows that he is right. Guwu cultivation certainly knows a lot. Ye Mo has no concept of Guwu. Some of the knowledge he got is patchwork. Now it is appropriate to ask this Zhang Zhihui.

Seeing Ye Mo does not speak, Zhang Zhihui also stood and did not dare to speak, but his heart was like a river. In his eyes, Ye Mo is a strange person, if you can ah, you may get unexpected benefits.

Ye Mo thought for a while and said: "If this is the case, I will be welcome. Zhang Zhihui, your cultivation is now in the middle of the prefecture level. If you reach the peak of the prefecture level, is it to the heaven level? ”

Zhang Zhihui stunned. He looked at Ye Mo with some strange thoughts: "Predecessors, did you not break through the prefecture level? After the prefecture level, it is not a heavenly level. Our ancient Wushu cultivation is generally called innate."

Ye Mo nòng an oolong, there is no heaven, but innate, but of course he will not show weakness in front of Zhang Zhihui, but a slight smile said: "I have cultivated something that has surpassed the scope of ancient Wu, or Saying that my cultivation is now equivalent to heaven."

If you want Zhang Zhihui to obey the post, you can't say that your own cultivation is too low, and now he is also reluctant to count as a local master. Because of the flying sword, the average prefecture-level master is not enough to see in front of him.

Zhang Zhihui immediately took out a more awe-inspiring look. He expected that it was correct. The people who can fly the sword are really not ordinary.

"When is the cultivation of ancient Wu to the congenital?" Ye Mojian will live in Zhang Zhihui and ask again.

"After congenital?" Zhang Zhihui whispered a repetition, and he shook his head and said: "As far as I know, the ancient Guwu has not yet cultivated to the innate, let alone congenital."

"What? There is no congenital martial artist? You mean that the prefecture level is the highest existence here?" Ye Mo asked in surprise.

Zhang Zhihui nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, the predecessors, who cultivated the ancient martial arts here, including the hidden mén, the highest revision is not congenital. Of course, is it that someone has reached congenital, then hidden Out, it’s not what I know. In fact, don’t say innate, that is, the late stage is also very good.”

Ye Mosong breathed a sigh of relief. If this is the case, he does not have to worry about it at all. It turned out that one was not born, and his flying sword should be able to sweep. Seeing Zhang Zhihui y rumors and ending, Ye Mo immediately said: "If you have anything, you can say it directly."

The exchange has been busy, "It is said that the Wudao Temple's enlightenment monk is already a half-step innate cultivation, and should be the first person in the hidden mén."

"Woliang Temple? Is it in Wuliangshan?" Ye Mo really wants to find this half-step innate monk to try his flying sword ~www.NovelMTL.com~ See how to deal with a half-step innate effect.

Zhang Zhihui shook his head and said: "The infinite quantity of Wuliang Temple is not the infinite quantity of the Wuliang Mountain. There is a great difference. The meaning of Wuliang Temple means that no one knows that it is there, or that no one can find the Wuliang Temple. It is a existence where there is no place for the name."

Ye Mo puts his hand in his hand. He already knows the general situation of the hidden mén. As for where the Wuliang Temple is, he has no intention to ask, just ask: "You said that the broken box is also coming?"

When I heard Ye Mo asked about the broken box, Zhang Zhihui quickly replied: "Yes, my predecessors, when I came, I found that the broken box people intercepted you outside, saying that you killed the elders of the broken box."

Ye Mo reached out and grabbed the flying sword at the top of his head. He glanced at Zhang Zhihui and said, "I am going to sacrifice the sword and take me to see the group of clowns."

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