Invasion of the martial arts world

Chapter 253
Chen Mo doesn't like that this era uses all kinds of weird morals to restrain everyone's behavior, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't need moral restraints. It all depends on what kind of people he treats. Pure enemies use some meaningless morals to restrain themselves. That's asking for trouble.

Chen Mo got up and Xiao Longnv grabbed the two swords on her back and followed, Yang Guo was about to follow, when Chen Mo stopped him:
"The other party must be a master. You just stay behind and let your aunt and I do it."

Yang Guo knew the gap between him and Chen Mo. Ouyang Feng was the best swordsman in the second Huashan Mountain. He teamed up with Hong Qigong and was defeated by Chen Mo. In today's martial arts, Chen Mo can be said to be the best in the world.

Chen Mo and Xiaolongnv strode out of the hall. The martial arts masters in the hall and the courtyard watched them with bated breath. Chen Mo's words just now made countless people agree in their hearts, but just a few heroes didn't take it seriously. They are the mainstay of the Central Plains martial arts , is a model of morality, even the enemy has to pay attention to some high-sounding truths.

The hero who led the heroes did not keep up. Even if the others agreed with Chen Mo's words, they were just eager to try, but no one led them. Chen Mo felt speechless at the ideological confinement of the heroes of this era, but now he is in order to complete the task, and other things don't care so much up.

Walking out of Lujiazhuang, more than a dozen disciples of the Beggar Clan came out holding torches like joining in the fun, and when they were less than ten feet away from the gate of the village, a group of lamas came over.

Chen Mo stopped and took a closer look. The leader was a tall Buddhist monk with sunken eyebrows and eyes as bright as lightning. On his left was a sturdy lama, and on the left was a Tatar dressed as a Han and holding a folding fan.

"Stop coming. This is the place where the Central Plains martial arts conference is held. Why are you waiting for the barbarians to come here?" Chen Mo shouted loudly.

In the world of Condor Gods, Chen Mo has no scruples. At the beginning, he still wanted to carry out the task slowly according to the process of Condor Gods, but now he intends to get everything done quickly and take Xiaolongnu away. It is the chosen ones who will not lose their youth in the mission world, and the little dragon girl will be Obasan in his 40s by then.

The leader among the visitors was Jinlun Fawang, the suzerain of the Vajra Sect of the Mengdi Esoteric Buddhism, the lama was his disciple Daerba, and the folding fan tartar was the always sinister Prince Huodu. Chen Mo's shout made them stop quickly, and Huodu shook the fan Looking at Chen Mo, he asked:

"Who are you kid? Where are Guo Daxia and Huang Gangzhu?"

Chen Mo had a cold look on his face, and the killing intent in his heart also rose accordingly. He looked at Huo Dou and the others with cold eyes and said:

"I am Chen Mo, as I said just now, this is the Central Plains Martial Arts Conference. You and the barbarians are here to cause trouble. Daxia Guo and Gang Leader Huang have no energy to come to receive you. If you leave, I will let you live, otherwise you will be here today. None of these Tatars will be left alive who are causing harm to the people of the Central Plains."

Jinlun Fawang frowned, looked at Huo Dou and said:
"Are all people from the Central Plains so violent?"

Huo Dou has been in the Central Plains for many years, and this is the first time he saw someone like Chen Mo who doesn't follow the rules of the rivers and lakes at all. He opened his folding fan and fanned it slightly and said:
"Prince Mengdi Huodu, this is my master Mengdi Daguoshi Jinlun Fawang. I heard that Lujiazhuang is holding a martial arts conference. We are all martial arts people. We want to come and meet the heroes of the Central Plains."

"Silly bird, Er Que, are you a pig?" Chen Mo said coldly.

"You are actually swearing at people, do you have such virtues as a Central Plains master?" Huo Du asked angrily with a change of complexion.

At this time, a burst of footsteps came out of Lujiazhuang. Guo Jing, Huang Rong and others stood in front of the gate and looked at Chen Mo very gloomily. For them, what Chen Mo did today was against the rules of the world, but At this moment, Chen Mo laughed up to the sky and said loudly:

"Whether the Central Plains martial arts or the Central Plains people, they are all polite to friends, but to enemies, it is a waste of energy to talk about rules with you wolves and wild dogs."

Huo Du was a Mongolian prince. He had always been arrogant and could not bear Chen Mo's insults. With a shake of the folding fan in his hand, his body shot towards Chen Mo like a catapult.

Two sword lights stood in front of Chen Mo the moment Huo Dou made his move. Huo Dou's folding fan was made of steel frame and iron leaves. Seeing the flash of the sword light, he flicked the fan and pointed towards the sword light.

It was not Chen Mo but Xiao Longnv who made the move. She used the two swords in her hands to perform Su Nv's swordsmanship and had already reached the realm of perfect sword moves in the world of divine carvings in the sparring with Chen Mo. It was very easy to deal with Huo Dou;
She blocked the folding fan with one of her two swords, but the other long sword stabbed out quickly from the other side. This move flashed past like a golden needle threading a thread. Huo Dou saw the sword blade suddenly appear in front of his chest and hurriedly moved back. retreat,

But Xiao Longnu flashed a white shadow on the tip of her toes, her two swords crossed left and right to stab Huo Dou's vitals without hesitation.

"Don't hurt my brother."

Seeing that Huo Dou was in danger with one move, Daerba waved a golden pestle in his hand and attacked Xiao Longnu from the side. The strange arc pierced Daerba's eyes.

Chen Mo locked his eyes on Jinlun Fawang from the beginning of the battle, but he was not worried about Daerba and Huo Dou teaming up to deal with Xiaolongnv.

The golden pestle in Daerba's hand was standing in front of the sword tip, and Huo Dou had already used the wind and thunder kung fu to move his figure constantly on the other side. .

"Madam Chen's swordsmanship is so strong." Huang Rong, who was watching the battle in front of the gate, said to Guo Jing in surprise.

"The two sets of swordsmanship used in one mind and two purposes, one of them is not the Quanzhen swordsmanship? It's really strange that the two sets of swordsmanship are perfectly coordinated with each other." Guo Jing looked at Xiao Longnu's swordsmanship intently. He nodded and said.

Hao Datong and Sun Buer on the side also recognized Xiaolongnv's Quanzhen swordsmanship, but they didn't know another set of ancient tomb swordsmanship that could be matched with Wujian, but they didn't understand why Xiaolongnv's set of swordsmanship was so powerful .

Chen Mo crossed his hands and watched Xiaolongnv sword pick the two with cold eyes. She made more than a dozen moves in a row. Although Xiaolongnv had always had an absolute advantage, the attack power of Suxin's swordsmanship was not enough.

"Long'er, wander the world."

Chen Mo, who looked a little impatient, suddenly opened his mouth, and the little dragon girl slashed out with the long sword in her left hand without hesitation, but the long sword in her right hand rolled up from her side. Bao Zeng hurriedly waved his folding fan to block the front, and Daerba, who was raising the golden pestle to strike straight, also quickly blocked the golden pestle at his waist.

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