I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 1297 This is all volume?
"Look, the young man who defeated the sword god is heading towards the palace!"

"What about that young man, he is a sword fairy, did you just call him a young man?"

"What is he going to do? Could it be that after defeating the sword god, he also wants to win the title of number one sword cultivator, so is he going to challenge the sword master?"

"So exciting? It must be another fierce battle!"

"I don't think so. The Sword God has been defeated. I guess the Sword Master is almost the same."

"It just so happens that this time we can directly rank among the top three."

……

"Are you going to find the Sword Master?" Duan Xianchen said.

"Otherwise? You're swearing here every day, and I'm taking a break. Hurry up and fight, and then go back to each house and find your mother. How about I just wait quietly by myself?"

"The core area of ​​Stigmata Dragon City is not so easy to walk into," Duan Xianchen said, "It is said that Mo Xiaoxi was a sword formation master, even a demigod-level sword formation master. There is a very powerful sword array in the core area, even a saint can't get in."

If it wasn't for this damn sword formation, according to Duan Xianchen's violent temper, he would have already rushed in, and he wouldn't be swearing like a shrew like he is now.

"Wait here, I'll buy two oranges and I'll be back." Zhang Menglong pushed the sword god Duan Xianchen away, and walked directly into the sword formation.

Duan Xianchen originally wanted to go and have a look, but when he thought of the terrifying sword formation, he lost the desire to go in.

There was a time when the spirit-devouring beast in Shenmojian went mad, and none of the saints could stop it. Finally, it broke into the sword array, and the sword master Mo Xiaoxi succeeded in repelling it.

It can be seen that even a demigod can hardly resist the power of this sword formation, how dare Zhang Menglong?

"He walked into Dragon City?"

"My God, is he going to break in directly? Doesn't he know the sword array in Dragon City? That's a place that even a demigod can't break through!"

"He's just crazy, but I like it."

"Listen, what's the sound?"

Suddenly, everyone pricked up their ears, because from the direction of the core area of ​​​​Dragon City, there were bursts of metal impact sounds, followed by a burst of violent explosions. Thousands of meters of mushroom cloud!
"A fight?"

"Has he broken through the sword array? Or is he breaking through?"

"Such momentum is simply terrifying. Is this the ceiling-level power of a saint?"

"Cameraman? Where's the cameraman? No more chicken legs?"

……

Such a violent noise only lasted for 2 minutes, and the depths of Dragon City became quiet, as if everything had returned to calm.

"Look, someone is coming out!"

"Did he fail to enter the formation?"

"No, there are two people! It seems that one person is carrying the other person."

"Ticket? Brother, your wording is a bit spiritual. Fuck... it seems like you are really ticking someone off!"

As the figure got closer and closer, everyone saw that the man was Zhang Mengyu who just broke in, and he was holding a person in his hand. That person was limp like a dead pig, as if he had fainted .

Zhang Menglong returned to the top of Dragon City, and threw the person in his hand to the ground, as if throwing a bag of garbage.

"What, he seems to be that Juggernaut, I caught it for you, you go and fight, remember to stay away!" Zhang Mengyu waved his hand like a fly.

"Is that the Sword Saint?"

"Really? I don't know, I thought it was a thief."

"What happened? It took him two or three minutes to capture the Juggernaut from Dragon City?"

"Please! That's Juggernaut, not an ordinary person, he doesn't want face?"

"The Juggernaut must be in a daze right now. He was sleeping at home, but someone broke in and beat him up, and then dragged him out of the house."

……

Mo Xiaoxi is really confused now.

As the owner of Dragon City, he certainly knew that Duan Xianchen had come to him for an appointment ten years ago.

To be honest, Mo Xiaoxi is actually a person who is relatively indifferent to fame and wealth. He doesn't bother to compete for the title of the number one swordsman. What he loves more is to study swordsmanship and meditation by himself. He ignored Chen's provocations and scolding, and gradually got used to it.

But he didn't expect that a monster would come today!

The formation passed down from his ancestors, which could even kill the peak saints and repel the demigods, was broken directly!
He didn't even know who did it, so he rushed into his practice room alone, pulling him to go out.

Of course, he couldn't be manipulated by Zhang Mengyu at will, and immediately launched a fierce counterattack.

It's just that Zhang Menglong's strength far exceeded his imagination. The swordsmanship he was proud of was broken by Zhang Menglong's simple chopping and stabbing. The harder he resisted, the harder the young man beat.

Half a minute later, he was defeated by this young man with one move, and then he imprisoned his body's strength, and was pulled out like a dog.

Even now, he doesn't know who this young man is and why he is so terrible.

Zhang Mengyu touched the energy confinement on Mo Xiaoxi's body, and the latter retreated hundreds of people like a frightened deer, and then made an extremely vigilant movement towards Zhang Mengyu.

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Xiaoxi said.

"I came here to wait for my friend," Zhang Mengyu said, "that guy who scolds and scolds every day affects my mood. I have no choice but to catch you and fight him. He is satisfied. , then I don’t have to torture him anymore.”

"Please stay away, both of you, I just want to take a peaceful nap, really!"

……

What is the reason for being so tough?

Sword Master Mo Xiaoxi was about to cry, he felt bitter, he was beaten up for no reason, even though he had done nothing wrong, and it was just because the young man wanted to take a nap.

Get rid of it, do you want to be so willful?

"Brother Mo! You kept me waiting!" Duan Xianchen stepped forward, "Since we're out now, can we have a good match?"

Although Mo Xiaoxi hadn't challenged before, in his heart, Duan Xianchen was indeed a worthy opponent.

"Forget it!" Mo Xiaoxi sighed, "It seems that I am destined to have a fight with you, but no matter whether we succeed or fail, I am afraid that we will not have any fate with the number one sword cultivator in St. Mark Continent!"

Although it was only a short fight, Mo Xiaoxi knew very well how big the gap between himself and Zhang Mengyu was.

"Since you can't compete for the first place, let's fight for the second place!"

"go!"

The battle between the Sword God and the Sword Master is absolutely exciting. As they go away, the people who eat melons are all taken away from their attention. As for their battle, Zhang Mengyu is not interested at all, anyway, no matter who they are Even more powerful, and not as powerful as myself.

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Three days later, a news spread immediately that the sword god Duan Xianchen defeated the sword master Mo Xiaoxi with a few tricks, and became the second sword cultivator in St. Mark Continent!
Zhang Meng was scrolling through the news, and happened to see this news,
But at this time, a figure suddenly descended from the sky and knelt in front of him, "Senior Sword Immortal, I, Mo Xiaoxi, would like to worship you as my teacher, and hope that you can teach me the supreme swordsmanship!"

Although Mo Xiaoxi is indifferent to fame and fortune, he also has a competitive heart. Since he was defeated this time, he can win it back next time.

But at his level, it is very difficult to improve his strength even a little bit. At this time, he thought of Zhang Mengyu. If he can give some pointers, defeating Duan Xianchen is definitely not a dream!

"I wipe? What's the situation?" Before Zhang Menglong could react, another figure knelt in front of him again.

"Mo Xiaoxi, you old sixth, want to surpass me? As long as I also apprentice, you will never beat me!"

Zhang Mengyu: "Nimma, is this all rolled?"

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(End of this chapter)