Chapter 1546: The battle of the peak, the guardian of the crying blood!

Mo Huai had stood outside the Guanghua Building for a long time before, but he

didn't see anything abnormal in the west of the academy. He had to go back to

the dormitory built for the teachers in the academy, but as soon as he lay

down, Mo Huai had a mood. A feeling of restlessness, reminiscent of the

feeling of being peeped in his mind just now, the ominous premonition in Mo

Huai's heart became stronger and stronger, and finally, he couldn't help it

anymore, and directly pushed the door and left, toward Guanghua Go downstairs.

As soon as he walked to the Guanghua Building, Mo Huai saw the iron lock on

the ground at the door. He couldn't help being taken aback, and quickly walked

in, following the sound of "rustling rustling" turning over the information,

Mo Huai came to Li Gang. In the office, facing the faint moonlight outside the

window, he saw at a glance the black-robed man lying beside the file cabinet,

frantically "mopping up" the top-secret documents in the college!

Mo Huai was frightened and angry, stood up without hesitation, and shot the

black robe man!

As a martial arts master at the pinnacle of the Grand Master, although Mo Huai

is not arrogant enough to feel that he is invincible in the world, he does not

think that many people in the world can hurt him. Even if he does, he can do

it with one hand. Just count it!

Unfortunately, today he met such a person who could hurt him, and he could

hurt him casually!

Except for the masters of the great master, Mo Huai can't think of anyone else

with this kind of detached strength!

But how rare is a master master in the world? In a hundred years, there have

been only three, recognized as the world’s first real person, Lingxu, the

master of Li Zexuan, another is the abbot of Xuankong who does not care about

world affairs in Shaolin Temple, and the other is the mysterious whereabouts

and origin. The mysterious Turkic national teacher has been robbed!

Thinking of this, Mo Huai wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his

mouth, looked at the black robe, and asked word by word: "Are you a witch?"

With the death of the real person Lingxu last year, there were only two great

masters in the entire world, and the abbot of Xuankong of Shaolin Temple would

certainly not be interested in the technical information of Yanhuang Academy.

The only explanation is that the person in front of him is The Turk’s National

Master Witch Tribulation!

"Ho ho! With eyesight! But what can you do if you know it? You will die

tonight! Under the Great Master, all are ants!"

The black-robed man looked at Mo Huai with a playful expression and said

lightly.

But in his indifferent tone, there is a fierce murderous intent hidden!

"You are really a Turkic national teacher! You are so brave, this is Datang,

how can you allow you to be a Turkic man to go wild!"

Mo Huai's eyes widened in shock when he heard the words.

Who could have imagined that a national teacher who was under the Turkic

people and over ten thousand people would sneak into the Tang Dynasty alone,

and also came to the vicinity of the national capital of the Tang Dynasty. In

the eyes of ordinary people, what could it be if it weren't death?

"Huh! Even so, so what? Except for you, everyone on this Yunshan Mountain has

no ability to resist in front of their own teachers! As long as the old man is

willing, there will never be a living on this Yunshan Mountain tonight!"

Wu Jie waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

Although these words are very inhumane, Mo Huai has to admit that the Witch

Tribulation is indeed telling the truth. Although there are guards in Yanhuang

Academy, those guards who are not in the Qi state are of no use in front of

the great master. He doesn't even have the ability to stop the master for a

moment!

So if Wu Jie really wants to kill at Yanhuang Academy, no one can stop it!

But even so, what can it be?

Although Mo Huai is a giant of the Mo family, he has been in Yanhuang Academy

for nearly a year. He has already been integrated into the academy. Ordinary

students will respectfully call him Mr. Mo when they see him. He enjoys this

kind of life. He likes the academy. These children, tonight, he will fight for

these children!

Do not regret it! !

"As long as Mo is still there, you will never be allowed to harm any student

in the academy! Besides, under the clouds, there are thousands of elites

arranged by your majesty. As long as Mo can survive the arrival of

reinforcements, you, a Turkic nation Master, you can only bury the bones in

the Central Plains!"

Mo Huai straightened up, his posture once again as tall and straight as a

pine, he looked at Wu Jie, without fear, and said firmly.

These words were not made by him in order to disturb Wu Jie's mood. At the

foot of Yunshan, there are more than two thousand imperial imperial troops

arranged by Li Er! Not only here at Yunshan, but also at Qiquge Workshop! To

protect the latest technology developed by the college!

As long as they fight here and disturb the sleeping teachers and students in

the academy, someone will definitely go down the mountain to report the

letter, as long as he can entangle the Wu Jie during this time!

Although it is difficult, because the gap between Grand Master Pinnacle and

Grand Master is really too big, this is a chasm that almost all warriors can’t

cross, the more you pass, the more you are, the less you pass, it can only be

The ants in the eyes of those masters!

But even if it was difficult, Mo Huai had to stand. Behind him were more than

600 students, the future of the academy, and even the future of Datang! Mo

Huai had to stop desperately for the phrase "Mr. Mo" that children often

shout!

"Humph! Do you think you can make it through the reinforcements?"

Wu Jie snorted coldly, and he disappeared from where he was in an instant. The

next moment, he was already in front of Mo Huai!

"Boom boom!"

Wu Jie's palms changed for a while, reflecting the faint moonlight, and only a

series of afterimages of his palms could be seen in the air! In an instant, Wu

Jie's palms turned, slapped Mo Huai's chest fiercely!

Mo Huai's nerves were tense and his hairs were erected. He didn't dare to be

careless, because he had already grasped the opponent's strength during the

fight just now. This is a master who is not only incredibly fast, but also

incredibly powerful. He doesn't dare and is not qualified to take his body

against him!

At the critical moment, Mo Huai poured all his internal energy into his legs.

The Mo family’s triumphant and unique electric light movement was fully

deployed by Mo Huai. He retreated quickly. After leaving Li Gang’s office, he

kicked on. On the door frame, with the force of the rebound, he retreated in

the other direction of the corridor, that is, the main entrance of Guanghua

Building!

He wants to pull the battlefield to an open area, so that he can display more

space, and he can entangle the Wujie for a while! In addition, only fighting

outdoors can make a big noise, wake up the teachers and students of the

college in their sleep, and let them go to the mountain to rescue soldiers!

Although Wu Jie knew the abacus in Mo Huai's heart, he didn't care, because he

didn't think Mo Huai could take his next move!

The two came outside the Guanghua Building, Mo Huai took the opportunity to

drew out the weapon from his waist-Mo Xuejian, a giant of the Mo family!

"Ho ho! Good sword! This sword is accepted by the native teacher!"

Seeing that the long sword in Mo Huai's hand was as dark as ink, but it was

chilling, Wu Jie couldn't help his eyes brighten, his voice was grinned

hoarsely, and then he even took out the weapon from his back!

Only then did Mo Huai notice that Wu Jie’s back had always been carrying

weapons. It was a Langya Bang with the thickness of an arm. There were sharp

iron thorns all over his body, reflecting the moonlight. The tip of the iron

thorn reflected A little bit of cold light, creepy!

Pulling out the mace, Wu Jie did not stop, the whole person ran for two steps,

and directly rose into the air, holding the mace in both hands, and slammed it

against Mo Huai's head! He wanted to smash Mo Huai's head directly with a

stick!

Simple and rude!

Compared with the dazzling swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and palm skills of

the Central Plains warriors, Wu Jie's moves are very simple and

straightforward, but even so, almost no one can resist his moves. It is

because they are simple and pure!

Pure moves, coupled with pure power, this combination is even more difficult

to resist!

"Mo Xue Jianming, staying true to his heart, the world is in harmony! Mohist

swordsmanship, both love and non-attack!"

Facing Wu Jie's extremely pure and powerful move, Mo Huai did not choose to

dodge, because he knew he could not dodge it!

Therefore, Mo Huai directly used the famous sword technique of Mohist

swordsmanship-and loves not attack. This is the most defensive swordsmanship

of Mohist school. At the same time, these four words are also the core

thoughts of Mozi back then. , As soon as this sword skill was used, the air

seemed to freeze for a few minutes, and the falling speed of the mace in Wu

Jie's hand seemed to become a little slower! !

Wu Jie frowned slightly, but still held his mace and continued to chop Mo

Huai. Although he felt that Mo Huai's sword trick was a bit evil, he didn't

take it seriously because he believed in his own strength!

Facts have proved that he is indeed qualified to be so confident!

When Mo Huai's sword's move was just completed, the mace slammed on Mo

Xuejian, and the blood in Mo Huai's chest suddenly stagnated, and the whole

person quickly backed away, and his throat was sweet, and Spit out a mouthful

of blood!

"Not enough! Still not enough!"

Mo Huai shouted anxiously in his heart.

Thinking that the guilty bearded guest came to Yunshan to make trouble at the

beginning, Mo Huai only used this trick to "fight love and not attack" to

block the violent offensive of the guilty bearded guest, but now he is fully

using this sword skill. But Wu Jie looked so vulnerable in front of him, and

Mo Huai's heart sank instantly!

Looking at the small gravures on Mo Xuejian that were smashed by the Wujie

mace, Mo Huai felt distressed. This Mo Xuejian was Mo Zi’s personal saber back

then. It has a history of nearly a thousand years. In the list of famous

swords, Mo Xuejian can be regarded as one of the top ten famous swords!

Thousands of years of wind and frost did not leave a trace on this sword, but

today was injured by a Turkic man. Mo Huai felt both distressed and sad. He

felt ashamed of the Mo family ancestor!

But he does not regret it! Today, in order to guard the secrets of the

academy, in order to protect the future of the academy, he must stand up!

Judging from the current situation, he must work hard, or he will die before

he waits for the reinforcements to go up the mountain!

"Huh! Eat your own teacher again!"

Wu Jie didn't expect that Mo Huai would be able to withstand the move he had

just done. He couldn't help but feel a little anger. Before Mo Huai could

react, he jumped into the air again, smashing his stick with both hands, and

slammed on Mo Huai's head!

The same move was used by him again, and martial arts reached his level. The

move is not very important anymore. What move is smooth and which is the most

useful. He will use it directly without thinking about it! Simple and simple!

Mo Huai finally moved when the big man's sword cut a foot in front of Mo Huai!

No, it should mean that Mo Xuejian moved!

"Keng~!"

I saw the ink-black Mo Xuejian across the air with a black afterimage, and

with a "keng", it instantly hit three inches above the hilt of the long knife

in the hand of the man with a weird angle. This is where the strength is the

weakest, and it is also the weakness of the Qiu Shan Dahan's knife technique!

"Huh~?"

The big man with a beard only felt that his violent stab was lightly blocked

by this old man who was not as strong as him. However, something that shocked

him even more happened!

Mo Xuejian took the long-bearded man's long knife, and first slashed it down

thirty degrees, and then lifted it directly up, with one sword and one sword,

slashing (stabbing) straight at the face of the man's face!

This is a bit of the meaning of taking advantage of strength in Tai Chi, Li

Zexuan next to him saw his eyes straight!

Jian Ai Fei Gong, originally this is called Jian Ai Fei Gong!

In Mohism’s thinking, non-attack does not mean non-war. It just opposes

unnecessary aggression and massacre. Those who should not be killed should not

be killed. Those who should be killed should still be killed. This is

essentially the Buddhism’s foolish theory of non-killing. The difference. The

basis for distinguishing killing and not killing, attacking and not attacking,

and fighting and not fighting is based on "Jianai", "Tianzhi", "Minggui",

etc.!

The big man with a beard shook his heart, he hurriedly moved his true energy,

and opened Mo Xuejian with half a step of great master's strength!

"Bang~!"

The swords crossed and they were separated after only a breath of time. The

two retreated ten steps one after another. Obviously, in the first round, they

actually got a tie!

"Okay! What a Mo Xuejian! What a cum-loving non-attack!"

The big-bearded man laughed twice, then he slapped his long knife up again!

"Tsunami Emperor Sword!"

Li Zexuan almost urinated when he heard it. Isn't the punch that severely

injured him just now the tsunami king punch? Why is it now a tsunami sword?

What kind of education does this old thing get? Is it the education of the

sea? Otherwise, why are all his moves related to the sea?

"Mohist swordsmanship-blood and ink galloping!"

Mo Huai squeezed a sword and pointed at ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and also used a

killer move!

Seeing this, Li Zexuan was also a little relieved. He understood that even if

Mo Huai could not defeat the big beard, he would not be defeated for a while,

and he could take advantage of this time to heal his injuries as soon as

possible!

"Okay! What a Mo Xuejian! What a cum-loving non-attack!"

The big-bearded man laughed twice, then he slapped his long knife up again!

"Tsunami Emperor Sword!"

Li Zexuan almost urinated when he heard it. Isn't the punch that severely

injured him just now the tsunami king punch? Why is it now a tsunami sword?

What kind of education does this old thing get? Is it the education of the

sea? Otherwise, why are all his moves related to the sea?

"Mohist swordsmanship-blood and ink galloping!"

Mo Huai squeezed his sword and also used a killer move!

Seeing this, Li Zexuan was also a little relieved, he understood that even if

Mo Huai couldn't defeat the big beard, he would not be defeated for a while,

and he could take advantage of this time to heal his injuries!