When Mo Lingshan was about to cry, a figure fell from the sky and fell in front of her. It was mo Yun, the ancestor of the Mo family.
He said coldly: "who dares to say our fangcunshan is a fart, I let him become a fart."
Seeing Mo Yun show up, Li Dazhong and the short old man cry out in their hearts that it's too bad. This old guy is the most protective of the calf. It's not easy to rob the little girl's longevity certificate.
Mo Lingshan looked at the withered and thin Mo Yun in disbelief. She felt that Mo Yun was very much like an old man in the portrait of the founder, who was even thinner than the characters in the portrait.
Mo Yun looks at Mo Lingshan, a beautiful girl, and can't help sighing. The parents of fangcunshan generation are such a jerk. How to send a little girl in? It's not sending sheep into the tiger's mouth.
The world of immortality is so well thought of by the outside world that it is a good place for ancient warriors to practice and a heaven for cultivation. However, they do not know that this heaven is becoming the most sinful hell.
His look became soft: "little girl, are you a disciple of Fangcun mountain?"
Mo Lingshan opened her big eyes, and felt more good for the young man from the bottom of her heart. She replied with a smile: "well, Hello, grandfather. I'm a disciple of Fangcun mountain. My grandfather is called Mr. Mo da. He is the current leader of Fangcun mountain. How do you look? Who are you?"
See Mo Lingshan voice like oriole, lovely, and polite, a mouth of an old grandfather, Mo Yun immediately fell in love with Mo Lingshan.
He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "my name is mo Yun. I used to be the Lord of Fangcun mountain six hundred years ago. I am your grandmaster."
Mo Lingshan immediately jumped up with excitement: "Mo Yun, it's really the grandmaster. In the ancestral hall of the Mo family, there is a portrait of the grandmaster. You are young and handsome."
Mo Lingshan boasted two words, Mo Yun's heart is like eating honey as sweet, can't help but laugh: "ha ha, little clever, see the grandmaster still don't kowtow."
Mo Lingshan immediately knelt down and kowtowed a few rings: "the grandmaster is on, Mo Lingshan kowtows to you."
Li Dazhong and the short old man looked gloomy and could not wait to see the two grandparents talking about the old.
Li Dazhong was angry and said: "don't meddle in this matter, old man mo
Seeing Li Dazhong coming, Mo Lingshan showed a look of fear. However, with Mo Yun, the grandmaster, beside her, she bravely complained to Mo Yun: "ancestor, they are shameless. They want to rob me of the iron certificate of longevity. I'm so scared."
Mo Yun kindly said to Mo Lingshan, "don't be afraid. If there are grandparents here, they won't hurt you."
"Thank you for saving your life, grandmaster. It's very kind of you."
Li Dazhong said angrily, "Don Mo, we'd better not care about the affairs of the younger generation. I even killed the current elder of Taiyi sect, and you should not protect your fangcunshan disciples."
Mo Yun said with disdain, "hum, this is not right. You are you, I am I, and you are the elder of Taiyi sect. There is no relation between you and you. But this girl is my descendant. It is the blood of fangcunshan. My blood is flowing in my blood vessel. I should take care of it."
Seeing Mo Yun's justice, Li Dazhong and the short old man looked at each other, unable to refute. They showed a fierce look in their eyes. Since it doesn't make sense, let's go. Anyway, old Mo is the only one and we have two.
Li Dazhong's face showed a sinister smile: "since it's your fangcunshan blood, we can't help it. Then we'll go back, old Mo, goodbye."
From the mouth of a big black dagger, it's as sharp as a dagger.
At the same time, the short old man had a silver knife in his hand. He rolled on the spot, and the Dragon rolled straight to Mo Yun's legs.
Mo Lingshan screamed: "be careful."
Mo Yun had been prepared for this long time. Li Dazhong, the short old man and Luo Tianquan were outside the boundary of longevity. Mo Yun knew them. He knew that they were sinister and mean people, and also knew the characteristics of their martial arts.
Li Dazhong has a nickname, the hand of binding a dragon.
He has a unique skill, wind the silk and bind the dragon's hand. The strength between his hands is like countless flexible filaments, one layer at a time, one silk to the other.
Carelessly surround the other side, let the opponent feel trapped in a piece of quicksand, not strong at all, action becomes slow, it is easy to be quickly killed by him.
The short old man's nickname is the ground rolling sword wu long. He is short and good at attacking the enemy's legs with a short knife. I don't know how many experts cut off their legs by his carelessness.
Li Dazhong and Wu, the short old man, attack from top to bottom, as early as Mo Yun expected.
Mo Yun's eyes twinkled, saw the dagger and punched out.
Fangcunshan's unique skill is the wind and thunder fist. In the fists with thin and green tendons, there is a strong wind. The strong wind is powerful, powerful and unstoppable, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.
Li Dazhong's dagger is about to hit Mo Yun's fist, but when the sharp blade is three inches away from his fist, he feels that he has encountered an air wall and can't penetrate it at all.Moreover, there was a strong shock force on the gas wall. A thunder sounded, which made Li Dazhong's heart tremble and hurt at the mouth of the tiger. He could not help but step back several steps.
Mo Yun forced Li Dazhong back with one punch. He did not neglect his feet. He flew up and kicked a thousand air currents from his toes. He kicked the ground rolling knife wu long like a rubber ball and ran into a huge tree nearby.
The ground rolling knife Wu Long got up from the ground. His body was covered with weeds, and his mouth was stained with some weeds. Bah, he vomited the weeds out of his mouth.
Mo Lingshan was worried about Shizu, but when she saw him playing one-on-two, he was calm and had the upper hand. She could not help clapping her hands and laughing: "the grandmaster is powerful, and the grandmaster is wonderful."
Li Dazhong and the short old man wu long looked at each other and said, "grandma, we are not finished with you today."
They use their own unique skills to attack Mo Yun.
Li Da Zhong put away his dagger and used his hands to tie the dragon with silk, which implied a grabbing hand, and wrestled with Mo Yun.
His hands emit a little bit of fluorescence. When his hands slowly swim, the dots of fluorescence connect into silver lines, which is the advantage of his hand.
Wu long, a rolling sword, swivels around in a circle. He can only see that the silver knife in his hand is like a light wheel rolling to Mo Yun.
Mo family's wind and thunder fist, each containing a huge force, as if the storm, lightning and thunder, the wind and cloud change. At one time, the three people played equally, half a dozen.
Mo Yun's skill is higher than either Li Dazhong or wu long, but in the face of two people's attack, he has no ability to hurt the other two.
He just wanted to hold on until the end, so that Mo Lingshan had time to leave the world of eternal life with the iron certificate of eternal life, even if his merits were satisfactory.