In the middle of the Jichen Empire, in the woods outside the east city of Luoyan City, which is only two days away from Qifeng City, there is a man in gray clothes with a cold face.
He is holding a long sword in his right hand and holding a man wearing a gauze and bamboo hat with his left hand.
The woman walked quickly towards Qifeng City.
"What's wrong with you?"
Feeling the woman behind him squirming, Mo Yan asked in confusion.
"I don't want to go," the woman replied in a hoarse voice.
"Why don't you go?
Don't you want to restore your old appearance?"
Mo Yan asked.
"But are you sure you can win the other four among the five young masters?
What's more, in addition to them, there are many young masters on the mainland gathered in Qifeng City.
Are you sure you can beat them?
"The woman said worriedly.
She has nothing now, so she doesn't want the only person who can take care of her to be in any danger.
"But only by winning the first place in this youth martial arts competition can I be qualified to make a condition to the leader of the Jichen Empire, so I will go no matter what.
Only I win the first place in this martial arts competition.
Only then do you have the opportunity to ask the living dead, the royal family of Jichen Empire, to heal the injuries on your face and your voice."
Mo Yan said sternly, he would never let her wear a gauze hat for the rest of her life.
"Mo Yan, do you think my face is particularly ugly, that's why you are so eager to have the living dead heal my injuries?"
The woman said lightly with a hint of sadness in her hoarse voice.
"Chu Xue, no matter what you become, in my heart you will always be the most beautiful woman in the world, but I understand that you women love your looks the most, and I don't want you to wear this damn hat all your life."
Luo Yan's eyes were firm.
He looked at Mo Chuxue and said loudly.
"Then take me away and find a place where no one knows us.
We can live a peaceful life.
I don't have any relatives now, and I can't lose you too."
Mo Chuxue said with a choked voice.
Mo Yan protected her like a patron saint and was completely obedient to her.
She also took Mo Yan's kindness to her as a matter of course, because she had already recognized this man in her heart when she was a child.
Will be her life partner.
She once thought that she was the happiest woman in the world, able to live a carefree life with the person she liked.
But everything has changed now.
Her unparalleled face has been burned to an ugly state, her sweet voice has become hoarse and scary, and her beloved father and the Mojiazhuang where she grew up have also been burned.
The only thing she has left now is...
There was only Mo Yan.
If she lost even Mo Yan, she might not have the courage to live on this continent anymore.
"Chu Xue, wherever you want to go, I will accompany you.
But after your face is restored, I will make you beautiful forever and the most beautiful and happiest woman in the world."
Luo Yan looked at Mo Chuxue said seriously.
Suddenly, Luo Yan suddenly pulled Mo Chuxue into his arms with his left hand and held Mo Chuxue in his arms.
His right hand almost grasped the hilt of the long sword at the same time.
He saw a silvery cold light flashing from Mo Yan's side, and several sword shadows.
It had already drawn out at high speed and hit several big trees in the distance.
“啊啊啊”几声凄厉的惨叫声在树中响起，莫言数丈前的几棵大树之上，流出了条条鲜红的血迹。
"Get out!"
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Mo Yan roared angrily.
He held Mo Chuxue in his left hand and spun around quickly.
The snow-white long sword in his right hand quickly swept out several arc-shaped sword shadows in all directions.
Wherever the sword energy passed, there were streaks of sword shadows.
Pillars of bright red blood spurted out in all directions, and shrill screams continued to be heard in the woods.
"As expected of the "Guardian Saint" Mo Yan, one of the five geniuses in mainland China, his skills are indeed extraordinary."
An old voice sounded in the woods.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh" Several black shadows appeared around Mo Yan, surrounding Mo Yan and the two of them.
Several killers wearing black robes and holding swords of different lengths were seen, looking at Mo Yan with cold eyes.
"The Thirteen Swordsmen of the Iron Refining Sect," Mo Yan was startled and murmured.
He had heard the name of the Thirteen Swordsmen for a long time when he was in Mojiazhuang.
It is said that the Thirteen Swordsmen have been practicing martial arts and exercises together since they were young.
Over the years and nearly a hundred battles, he has never been defeated.
When the Thirteen Swordsmen were still in the first stage of the Sword King, they teamed up to kill a strong man in the fifth stage of the Sword King.
Since then, the name of the Thirteen Swordsmen has become very loud in the northwest area of the Dark Moon Empire.
The Iron Smelting Sect has also expanded rapidly in just a few decades, and has the potential to unify the northwest of the Dark Moon Empire.
One of the most easily identifiable signs of the Thirteen Swordsmen of the Iron Sect is that each of the thirteen people is dressed in black, with two swords, a long and a short sword, at their waists.
An older man, the leader of the Thirteen Sword Fiends, walked towards Mo Yan and said calmly: "Mo Yan, you rescued Mo Chuxue in Mojiazhuang some time ago.
I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this place alive today."
The woods.”
"Hmph, Great Elder, why don't you try it first before saying this?"
Luo Yan replied coldly, holding the slender "Snow Sword" tightly in his right hand.
He knew that if he wanted to break the combined fencing formation of the Thirteen Swordsman today, the only way The best way is to kill ten by surprise Several masters of the Three Swordsmen abandoned the tacit and coordinated attack skills of the Thirteen Swordsmen.
In this way, he might have a chance to survive today, but Luo Yan knew in his heart that he only had one chance.
A chance to kill with one move.
"Your Excellency, you want to die together," the elder said loudly as he looked at Luo Yan.
"Otherwise, do I have a choice?"
Mo Yan said coldly.
"Mo Yan, my sect leader has always admired you very much.
He has talked about you many times in gang meetings.
This time, the sect leader asked me to bring you a message."
The old man said loudly.
Mo Yan slightly loosened his grip on Mo Chuxue's left hand and said coldly, "Say."
The old man slowly took out a shiny black iron plate from the space ring, looked up at Mo Yan and said loudly: "This is the seal of the master of the Black Tiger Hall of my Iron Smelting Sect.
The master asked me to tell you, as long as you can surrender to me, In our Iron Smelting Sect, you are the leader of the Black Tiger Hall.
I believe that with your ability, your status in our Iron Smelting Sect will definitely be several times higher than that in the Mo family."
"Huh, take me in, aren't you worried that I will betray you when I am full-fledged in the Iron Smelting Sect in the future?"
Mo Yan said with a sneer, the skills in his body were running at a high speed, waiting for the best opportunity to take action.
"It's not that I'm afraid, I'm very afraid," the old man replied.
"Even if you are so afraid, why did you surrender to me?"
Mo Yan asked.
"I had already thought about it before I came here.
Even if the sect leader blames me in the future, I will definitely kill you with all my strength.
But what you say now and your powerful skills make me have a dilemma."
The old man said.
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"You mean you want to surrender me?"
Mo Yan sneered.
"Yes, all I want is your promise."
The old man said sternly.
"Don't you think it's too dangerous to risk the safety of thousands of your iron smelting workers on my promise?
Don't you think you're afraid that I'll go back on my word?"
Mo Yan asked.
"Everyone knows that Mo Yan promises a lot of money, so I am willing to take a gamble, unless of course you don't want to."
The old man said loudly, thinking that Mo Yan would be loyal to the Mo family for the rest of his life just for a promise he made when he was young, so he was also willing to believe Mo Yan's promise.
A thousand pieces of gold and a promise.
"Okay, very good.
I didn't expect that my Mo Yan promise could guarantee my lifelong wealth.
It's really very attractive."
Mo Yan sneered and said.
Before he finished speaking, he had already thrown himself at the old man in front of him with all his strength.
The tip of the snow sword reached the old man's throat in a moment.
"Uh."
When the old man first heard the word "good" coming from Mo Yan's mouth, he thought Mo Yan was already a little shaken, but he never thought that the other party would attack so ruthlessly.
"Brother, be careful" "Brother, be careful" Everyone screamed and rushed towards Mo Yan.
The leader, the old man, was seen twisting his body as hard as he could, forcing his body to one side.
With a "swish" sound, a slender snow sword instantly slashed across his neck, and a thin thread of blood flowed out of the old man's neck.
The old man was secretly frightened.
He stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and then quickly stepped backwards.
He had long heard that Mo Yan's fast sword was like lightning, and he had always reminded himself to deal with it with caution.
He never thought that he would almost die under his fast sword today.
"Stay!"
Mo Yan roared, turned sideways quickly, and swept the long sword diagonally towards the old man's abdomen and chest from bottom to top.
A snow sword slashed diagonally across the great elder's figure, causing the old man to pause slightly as he retreated rapidly.
"Hiss" The great elder's clothes tore into a large diagonal gap, and scarlet blood quickly emerged from the gap.
The old man's upper body slipped, and his body was broken diagonally at the waist
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