There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

Seeing his younger sister's expression, Jun Mowen couldn't help stroking her hair lightly, smiled a little self-consciously, and said, "Maybe I'm too conceited to fight against hundreds of masters at the same time..."

Although he was merciless at the beginning and killed several real masters of the opponent in one go, dampening the spirit of the Central Plains martial arts, but the following wheel battle was not easy.

He's human after all, and he still gets tired.

For this battle, Jun Mowen mobilized the true qi in his body to the maximum, and the side effects brought about by such an overloaded continuous operation cannot be ignored.

Now, although he looks the same as usual on the surface, the meridians in his body are already riddled with holes, and there is still scattered qi waiting for him to sort out and guide slowly. If he wants to return to the previous level, at least he can It will take several months.

If it wasn't because he knew that he was still in the enemy's territory at this moment, if he didn't do anything wrong, he might kill himself and his only family member. I'm afraid he would have collapsed long ago.

But Jun Mowen has supported until now with super perseverance. He didn't show a little vulnerability until he confirmed that there was no third person within a few feet.

Jun Moxiao knows his brother very well, although he said it lightly, the injury he suffered is definitely not light.

She supported him without saying a word, and said firmly: "Let's rush back to Beitian Mountain immediately."

Jun Mowen did not raise any objections.

He understands that his injury cannot be delayed at all, as long as he stays in the Central Plains for one more day, there will be many unexpected risks, so the most sensible thing to do is to rush back to the territory of Yueheng Sect as soon as possible.

However, in front of his eyes, there seemed to be a young man smiling like a breeze and a bright moon, sincerely inviting him: "Every April [-]th and September [-]th, when Sanfen Restaurant opens its cellar, On a good day for wine, the green plum wine at that moment is the most mellow... If you are still in the Central Plains in September, please come to Qingzhou, and I will treat you to drink again."

September [-], I'm afraid he won't be able to keep the appointment, right?

A faint sense of regret permeated Jun Mowen's heart, making the brilliance in his eyes seem to be a little dim.

"Brother?" Jun Moxiao didn't hear Jun Mowen's answer, so he called him again in surprise.

This sound finally awakened him from his memory, Jun Mowen nodded lightly, and said concisely: "Go back to Tianshan."

It's a pity that I can no longer taste such a mellow wine...

Jun Mowen thought silently, straightened his back again, and strode forward.

In the Battle of Mount Tai, more than 27 people were invited to participate in the martial arts in the Central Plains. 43 people died, [-] were injured, and their vitality was seriously injured.

Among the dead, including Chongxuan, head of Wudang, Lingchen, head of Emei, and Meng Jun, head of Kongtong.

This battle made Yueheng's leader, Jun Mowen, famous. Although the heroes of the Central Plains hated him deeply and wanted to get rid of him quickly, they had to recognize him as the number one master in the world.

This battle also made Yue Guhong and Yue Feihong orphans without father and mother. They both worshiped under the Tianshan sect and practiced day and night, just to avenge their dead family members one day.

The dead are dead, but those who have witnessed the world-shattering battle must still survive.

They will never forget that beautiful moonlit night, the thrilling decisive battle that took place on the top of the mountain, and even in their dreams, they will suddenly wake up suddenly because of the reappearance of that person's unpredictable skills like a ghost.

Among them, some people live in this kind of fear and despair forever, but some people regard hatred and belief as their only pillar, trying to break that terrible nightmare one day.

And for those who didn't personally participate in the battle of Mount Tai, the name Jun Mowen has almost become a legend in the world, just hearing it will make people tremble with fear.

But there are more newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. They always suspect that the rumors may not be so reliable. They always feel that their luck will be a little better than others, and they are eager to become famous like that person.

Therefore, more people from the Central Plains martial arts flocked to Beitian Mountain one after another, some for revenge, some for fame, and some simply wanted to prove themselves.

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building, and the superficial calm after the Taishan War seems to be difficult to continue.

It's just that everyone is recharging their energy.

Wu Feng naturally heard a lot of these rumors.

To be honest, he was quite surprised.

Unexpectedly, that person's martial arts would be so terrifying that hundreds of masters gathered at Daiding could not do anything to him.

What kind of person is that?

Even if he was as indifferent as Wu Feng, he couldn't help but develop a strong curiosity, and even regretted that he was not on the top of Mount Tai that day, and didn't witness that person's superb martial arts with his own eyes.

But this idea is only fleeting. For him, the most important thing now is to find his younger brother Wu Bo.

In addition, if he had time, he might have to go to Luoying Mountain again.

After all, Meng Jun, the head of Kongtong, also died in the Battle of Taishan. In this way, even if Meng Yuzong had stopped asking about Jianghu affairs, he might not be able to stay out of it, because only his reputation and qualifications can bring back the leaderless Kongtong faction. integrate.

Moreover, he is Meng Jun's uncle.

Out of emotion and reason, Wu Feng felt that he should go to express his condolences to Meng Yuzong.

But right now, what troubled him the most was that he couldn't find any news about Wu Bo.

After all, more than half a year had passed, even if someone had met Wu Bo at the foot of Luoying Mountain, the impression would have been very indifferent.

Therefore, the few information Wu Feng heard all pointed to wrong results in the end, which made him return without success.

Time flies, autumn is getting stronger, and in a blink of an eye, it is already mid-September.

Wu Fengfeng couldn't help but think of his date with that barbarian in black.

The man in black is the only master he has ever seen in his life. If he is compared with the Yueheng leader, who is better?

Fortunately, the man in black was not a bloodthirsty demon, otherwise Wu Feng would inevitably feel a little trembling in his heart whenever he thought that he might confront such a person.

As for the Yueheng leader who killed countless people and was famous all over the world, for some reason, Wu Feng had a strange feeling that one day, he would have a life-and-death duel with him.

Perhaps, I will never be able to abandon the responsibility of being the heir of the Wu family, right?

Even though this Wulin has failed the Wu family many times, as long as it is a matter of life and death, the members of the Wu family can't help but step forward to save the Wulin from danger and catastrophe.