Seeing the Heavenly Palace guards dispatched, Mo Wen secretly cheered up, the defenders of the South Heavenly Gate were similar to the guards guarding the city gate in the mortal world, and they were not the same as the guards guarding the palace.
At this time, Lei Gongdian Mother has gone down to the mortal world, Mo Wen looked around, at this time, the soldiers guarding the Nantian Gate have all fallen to the ground, if they don't unlock their acupoints, when the guards come, they will lose face.
After a short period of silence, Mo Wen made a quick move, unraveling all the acupoints of these heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, and all the heavenly soldiers regained their freedom, angry and angry, mixed with joy and sorrow, angry that they were easily restrained by Mo Wen, angry that they had been frozen for a long time before, sad that the dignified Nantianmen Divine Soldiers and Heavenly Generals were no match for a mortal in the lower realm, and happy that Mo Wen unlocked their acupoints before the arrival of the army, and did not make them embarrassed in front of more immortals.
Prompted by this complex and ambivalent mentality, the generals did not pounce on them after regaining their freedom, but retreated outside the door, glaring at each other from a distance.
There were a lot of guards from the Heavenly Palace, when there were hundreds of people, these guards were wearing regular uniforms, and did not wear heavy armor, and when they arrived outside the palace, everyone began to march in five teams together, and the clothes worn by the guards were divided into five colors: white, green, black, red and yellow, and they were secretly gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.
From the thunder of Lei Gong to the appearance of the Praetorian Guards, it was only a blink of an eye, if they had not noticed and prepared in advance, the Praetorian Guards would never have reacted so quickly, in other words, these Janissaries had already known that something had happened in Nantianmen, and there were two possibilities why they had not moved, one was that they were waiting for an order from someone with high authority, and the other possibility was that they were waiting for someone who could deal with him to arrive.
When Mo Wen secretly considered it, the five teams of guards came quickly, and it was less than a hundred miles away from the South Heavenly Gate.
As the Praetorian guards approached quickly, Mo Wen found that there was a commander in front of each of the five teams of soldiers and horses, these five people were dressed in the regular clothes of different dynasties, and they were also of different ages, four men and one woman, and the weapons used were similar, although they were long and short, they were all single-edged sharp knives.
The commander of the white-armored guards was an elderly man in his late teens, tall with a white beard and hair, and a seven-foot-long iron-handled broadsword, with a majestic face and a solemn expression.
Leading the Qingjia Guards was a middle-aged general, short in stature with an angry face, and this person was holding a five-foot-long horse chopping knife.
The youngest is the general who commands the black-armored guards, judging by his appearance, this person will not be more than thirty years old, very thin, expressionless, this person's weapon has not yet been unsheathed, but according to the scabbard, it is not difficult to see that this person uses a medium-length sharp blade, but its blade is much thinner than an ordinary single knife.
The only female general among the five is a guard wearing red armor, this person is in his early thirties, using a short knife that is somewhat similar to a dagger, and the guards are all female soldiers, although they are women, the murderous aura on this person's face is the strongest, and the originally beautiful face looks extremely cruel at this time.
The man in charge of the yellow armor on the right was a man in his fifties, this person had no strange appearance, and the weapon he used was also plain, it was an extremely ordinary single knife, and the expression on his face was very calm.
Immortals can change their appearance at will, so it is inaccurate to judge their age by their appearance, but their general temperament can be judged by their demeanor, Mo Wen made a judgment on these five people one by one in a very short period of time, steady, anxious, proud, ruthless, and deep.
At this time, the former army had already passed through the doorway and came to the outside of the Nantian Gate, and the four generals of the Nantian Gate led their subordinates to salute the old man, "I've seen Dutong." ” The old man nodded to everyone and led his subordinates to take the lead out of the city, and the other four teams went out in droves, lining up from north to south outside the door, east and west.
After the whole army was completed, the white-haired Jin army all stepped forward with their swords and stood ten zhang away from Mo Wen.
"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao" "We don't care who you are, we don't even ask why you came, we were ordered to come and get you."
The white-haired veteran will be on the ground with the handle of a knife, and his white beard will flutter, not angry and self-assured.
"Poor Dao came here for the sake of this" "Give you a head start."
The white-haired veteran kicks the handle of the knife with his right foot, grabs the end of the handle with his left hand, holds the knife horizontally, and lunges to the horse.
Mo Wen didn't make a move first, these five people are all Jin Xian cultivators, although he has not been sealed at this time, he can't use the immortal method, but his aura cultivation is not inferior to the Jin Immortal, in the case that the opponent is not much different from his own cultivation, some superficial spells have no effect on both sides, and the two sides return to the competition of techniques.
"Shangxian Rongyu, there are indeed grievances in the poor road" "Look at the move" The other party saw that Mo Wen was still going to tell, so he didn't let him finish speaking, lungeed sharply, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Mo Wen, and the long knife swung back, straight to Mo Wen's left shoulder.
Mo Wen did not dodge, whether it was a competition with others, or a fighting method, it was not a simple competition of strength, but a contest of intelligence, he knew that this white-haired veteran would not listen to him, because the other party did not have the right to decide, this time he just wanted to take him, the reason why he had to say more, was to lead this white-haired veteran to take the initiative to make a move, this person is characterized by stability, must be good at defense, the first move will be the first to expose the strength, as long as you have a general understanding of the opponent's strength, you can make corresponding responses.
Mo Wen saw that the other party was coming, Samadhi True Fire hurriedly condensed his left palm, and met the opponent's blade with his flesh palm, and got the Samadhi True Fire Body, Mo Wen volleyed the opponent's long knife in the air, and at the same time raised his hand sideways, moved his five fingers together, and urgently sealed the other party's Chengman, Liang Door, closed the door, Taiyi four acupoints, and fixed the white-haired veteran in place in just one round.
As soon as the blow was successful, Mo Wen immediately took a half step back, saluted the white-haired veteran, and then said slowly, "Shangxian Rongyu, the unborn child of Poor Dao was killed by the Caiyi Daogu of Tianwei Palace two years ago, and Poor Dao rushed to heaven to avenge him this time. ” After Mo Wen finished speaking, he stepped forward to unlock the other party's acupoint, the reason why he said this after fixing the other party had two intentions, one was to tell the other party the purpose of his arrival, and the other was to use this time to let the other party try to gather qi and rush to the acupoint, only if the other party could not rush through the acupoint, he would accept his initiative to solve the acupoint.
The white-haired veteran didn't answer, just looked at Mo Wen in amazement, Mo Wen had spoken very slowly before, during which he had tried his best to break through the acupoints, but every time the aura reached the point of being sealed, he would feel burned inside.
At first, he suspected that Mo Wen was using the demon method of the Crooked Demon Path, but after careful identification, he found that the scorching aura that Mo Wen left in his acupuncture path had pure yang and righteous energy.
"The old man is not your opponent, thank you for unlocking the old man's acupoint."
The white-haired veteran came back to his senses and bowed to Mo Wen as a martial artist, and after that, he dragged his knife back.
The white-haired veteran spoke in a very high voice, and everyone present heard his words.
While everyone in the audience was surprised by Mo Wen's high cultivation, they also secretly admired the virtue of this white-haired veteran, and he won and lost calmly, and he was frank.
In addition to admiration, those gatekeepers were more or less happy in their hearts, this was not a despicable schadenfreude, but a relief of their own defeat, even the Golden Department of Heavenly Court was no match for Mo Wen, and it was not too embarrassing for them to be fixed for so long.
When the veteran returned, Mo Wen looked at the expressions of the other four commanders, and through the expressions of the four at this time, you can roughly judge how their concentration is, and the wood is all glaring angrily, and they will go out first without waiting for the veteran to return, and the heart of the rush to fight is very obvious, this person is brave, but he is too eager to be afraid.
The young Mizube was still expressionless, but his expressionlessness was not really expressionless, but forcibly suppressed his emotions, which showed that this person seemed to be calm but was not quiet.
The woman who commanded the fire department was a little more confused and dignified, which showed that although this person was ruthless, he could calm down, and then this person would try to observe his details.
The most fearful thing for Mo Wen is that the Tubu Dutong, the expression on this person's face is sincere admiration, and I don't know if he admires the frankness of the veteran of the Najin Ministry, or admires his cultivation.
The commander of the wood department strode forward, and shouted loudly ten zhang away, "Wanzhong Valley is coming to fight you", and without waiting for Mo to answer questions, the horse swords turned around sharply and attacked Mo Wen urgently.
Although this person uses a long weapon, his own defense is extremely tight, and he protects the middle lane under the whirling dance, in this case, if you want to take the initiative to attack, you can only find flaws from above and below, this person is very short, there are almost no gaps below after the sword dances, and there are some places where the upper part can not be guarded.
Mo Wen never retreated to dodge, nor did he volley down, waiting for the opponent's blade to get close, he quickly lay down on the spot and turned around, grabbed the opponent's feet from under the sharp spinning blade, and the aura rushed out, from the opponent's Shangqiu, the two points of the big bell and reversed and directly invaded the sea of qi.
The sea of qi is not only the foundation of people in cultivation, but also the life of immortals, the sea of qi was shocked, and Wan Zhonggu instantly collapsed to the ground.
Mo Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, reversed and stood up straight, bent over and tried to pull the other party up, but Wan Zhonggu didn't buy it, raised his hand and opened Mo Wen's outstretched right hand, slammed the ground with a knife, and swayed back to the formation.
A subordinate tried to come to help him when he saw that he was standing unsteadily, but he raised his hand and pushed him away.
Mo Wen defeated all the woods and looked at the remaining three again, the three of them still had the same expressions as before, but to a greater extent.
Through the previous competition, he found a problem, that is, in the Heavenly Court, these immortal families will not cast destructive spells at will, which is beneficial to him, not that he is afraid of the other party's immortal law, but that he does not want to expose his true strength too early.
The young Mizube waited for the Mube to return to the formation before slowly walking out, and the expression on his face changed from before, although he still tried his best to hide, but there was a slight relief between his eyebrows.
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Seeing the ease on the other party's face, Mo Wen began to think quickly, before the other party walked to the other side, he had to figure out why the other party was relaxed, and after flashing his thoughts, he figured out the reason, the reason why this young Mizube Metropolitan had this expression was not that this person had come up with a way to restrain him, but that he had already defeated two Metropolitan Commanders before, and he would not be laughed at even if he was defeated again.
Thinking about the reason, Mo Wen began to concentrate on vigilance, and the other party was under no pressure at this time, which would make the other party's moves more calm and traceless.
Just when Mo Wen was secretly on guard, a little excitement appeared on the young Mizube Dutong's face, Mo Wen was relieved when he saw this, this person showed excitement because he had the luck of winning, as long as the other party had this thought, there was no need to be afraid: