There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

Jun Mowen didn't feel the slightest surprise at the expected answer, but the melancholy feeling in his heart became stronger after seeing the other party.

But don't say that it is impossible for him to give up the long-awaited battle of the Central Plains just because of the other party's words. Just because the other party has killed so many elites of the Yueheng Sect, as the leader of the sect, Jun Mowen must definitely give up. An explanation from the other congregants.

After being silent for a while, his gaze never left the other party's eyes, and finally he said quietly: "Master Yueheng, Jun Mowen."

Wu Feng's calm expression also showed a bit of seriousness, and he also looked directly into Jun Mowen's eyes, and said loudly: "The descendant of the Wu family in the south of the Yangtze River, Wu Feng."

Although each other left a deep impression in their hearts, and had thought of each other inadvertently for countless times, but until this moment, the two were truly acquainted.

However, it is really a pity to say your identity and name to the other party so solemnly, but only out of respect for an opponent who is qualified to fight with him, and just for the next duel.

The Yueheng believers standing at the other end of the stone bridge couldn't help holding their breath.

Those two people are rare masters in the world, it is hard to imagine how thrilling the scene will be when they actually fight.

And the towering mountains, the narrow and slippery stone bridge, and the bottomless valleys on both sides, such an insurmountable natural danger, also became an excellent background, making this battle even more eye-catching.

The bitter mountain wind blew the skirts of the two men standing on the stone bridge, the gloomy sky, the frozen mountains, and the never-before-seen solemn expressions on the faces of the two people made the world feel like a stranger. The atmosphere became more and more oppressive.

But the two people who were watched nervously by everyone present fell into an unspeakable silence again after the short conversation and introduction just now, only their eyes were still fixed on each other with vigilance.

Although people often say that it is better to act first, but in front of masters like Jun Mowen and Wu Feng, sometimes the first attack will reveal the flaws earlier, and it is very likely to be caught by the opponent, which in turn puts oneself in trouble , before on the top of Mount Tai, the hot-tempered Wudang head Chongxuan made such a mistake, and was killed by Jun Mowen so easily.

But it can't go on like this forever.

After staring at each other for a long time, Wu Feng took the first step. He slowly drew the dagger from his waist.

The moment the sword body, as thin as a cicada's wing, was released from the sheath, it automatically returned from a curled state to a vertical one, and trembled slightly due to the effect of inertia, making a faint sound of dragon chant.

But Wu Feng was not in a hurry to make a move, he just pointed the tip of the sword obliquely downward at the frozen ground, and then with a faint smile on his face, he looked at Jun Mo and asked, "Your weapon?"

Jun Mowen didn't move, but said quietly: "Anything can be my weapon."

In other words, he didn't have a weapon he was used to.

Wu Feng slightly raised his eyebrows. There was too much information revealed in this sentence, and he couldn't help thinking for a while.

According to the rumors in the world, many masters of the previous seven sects died under the sword of the unfathomable martial arts master Yueheng, but what is the truth?

It is said that in the battle of Mount Tai, Jun Mowen relied on a pair of fleshy palms and unparalleled internal strength from beginning to end, making the masters present almost powerless to fight back, and did not use any weapons.

Wu Feng could also use his own eyes to confirm that the Jun Mowen he saw twice did not look like he was hiding any weapons.

And what he said just now verified Wu Feng's observation.

At the same time, it also showed how terrifying that person was.

You don't need to carry any weapons, because if necessary, anything you can get around, no matter how harmless the original purpose is, may become an invisible weapon for killing people in an instant.

Only those whose martial arts have reached the perfection level are qualified to say such words.

While allowing Wu Feng to further understand the horror of the other party, it also made him realize that most of the rumors about Jun Mowen are groundless and nonsense.

I didn't even figure out that the weapon used by this person was not a sword. I really don't know what the people of the seven sects were thinking, and those who were confused by such rumors and died on the top of Daiding out of righteous indignation A master, it seems innocent but worthless.

This person, as he had felt when he first met, was not a person who enjoyed killing according to the rumors, but probably had a reason why he had to do so.

Wu Feng felt a little relieved by the thought that came to his mind.

However, the matter has come to this point, no matter what the reason is, it has become a fact that the opponent killed many masters of the Central Plains martial arts on the top of Mount Tai. Those who must be protected are stained with the blood of Yuehengjiao.

Even though their martial arts were peerless, both of them had no way out.

In an instant, Wu Feng suddenly thought of his younger brother Wu Bo who was still missing.

After this battle, perhaps, there will be no chance to see him again?

In the face of a decisive battle, it is a taboo for masters to worry about something in their hearts.

So Wu Feng was only slightly distracted, so he forced himself to forget his younger brother's figure, and concentrate on being vigilant about the opponent in front of him.

However, that look of nostalgia in a trance was still caught by Jun Mowen who was watching him silently.

"You have concerns."

The calm and confident tone was not a question but an affirmation.

Wu Feng didn't wonder why the other party could see what was on his mind, and he didn't feel the need to hide it from the other party.

Even though he just met him for the second time, he would always mistake him for a friend he had known for a long time. Even his younger brother, who had been concealed from the whole world because of various considerations, if the other party asked questions, he felt that he would also Say it naturally.

Although he was an enemy, he believed that the man in black with a stern face would not use his younger brother to harm him. He could hide nothing from this man.

"Yes, there are still things I can't let go of."

Jun Mowen stared at him silently for a while, and suddenly a faint smile appeared on his face: "It's too unfair to you to fight at this time, your mental and physical strength are not in the best state."

There was another sentence that he didn't say out loud, but Wu Feng knew very well in his heart: In this case, if you really want to fight, you must be the one who loses.

Jun Mowen has never been a person who takes advantage of others' dangers. It is rare to meet an opponent like Wu Feng. He does not want to win by opportunistically.

Staring into Wu Feng's eyes, he stated his decision word by word, with an undeniable force: "This battle is postponed for now. Three months later, I will visit Gusu again."