Chapter 79

Shocking!

There was also the extreme surprise!

No one had expected the story to unfold in such a way.

"Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent, Li Mochou!!!"

As Li Mochou slowly walked onto the stage, Yang Guo stepped back, his eyes fixed on the long sword she carried on her back. In his heart, apart from the Ice Soul Silver Needles, the most formidable thing about Li Mochou was the treasure sword from Yue Yuan.

The sharpness of her sword was unparalleled.

Li Mochou, who came from the Ancient Tomb, was already skilled in swordsmanship, though she had not learned the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. Besides swordsmanship, the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent focused more on the Five Poison Palm and the Ice Soul Silver Needles.

However, after obtaining Yue Yuan's sword, named Moon Deficiency, her swordsmanship improved once again.

Using the Ice Soul Silver Needles from a distance and the Moon Deficiency sword in close combat, Li Mochou's combat strength had increased dramatically due to Yue Yuan.

Thus, the sudden appearance of Li Mochou left the crowd below momentarily speechless. Even the group led by Dharma King of the Golden Wheel felt bewildered, with Huo Du listening intently to the discussions among the crowd.

After hearing the discussions, they learned that the beautiful nun on the stage was the famous Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent, Li Mochou.

The teasing words that Huo Du had almost spoken were forcibly held back. Before coming to Dasha Pass with Dharma King of the Golden Wheel, the latter had gathered information about the more famous figures in the Central Plains' martial world, including their specialized martial arts.

Among them, there was some information about the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent, Li Mochou.

However, they never expected that under the watchful eyes of the crowd, at Dasha Pass, she would appear alone and walk onto the stage.

At this moment, even Dharma King of the Golden Wheel had to admire Li Mochou's courage in his heart!

While the crowd was puzzled and surprised, not everyone remained silent. The Wu brothers, who had a life-and-death grudge against Li Mochou, were not quiet. Their mother had indirectly died at the hands of the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent, Li Mochou.

"Li Mochou, give me your life!"

"Li Mochou, return my mother's life!"

Two fierce roars echoed as the two figures, wielding sharp swords, leaped onto the stage, lunging at the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent.

"Big Wu, Little Wu!!!"

Beside them, Guo Fu cried out in shock, while Guo Jing and Huang Rong were extremely worried. Huang Rong, unable to act, was concerned, but Guo Jing was ready to intervene. If the Wu brothers were in danger, Guo Jing would definitely save his two disciples!

"Be careful!"

Yang Guo was also caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the Wu brothers. Despite the significant conflicts between him and the Wu brothers, he could not stand by and watch them die at Li Mochou's hands.

Others might not know the strength of Li Mochou, but did Yang Guo not know the power of the sword on her back?!

As he shouted, Yang Guo also drew his sword, but instead of attacking Li Mochou, he aimed to intercept the Wu brothers.

The sword tip faced them.

The airflow from the Wu brothers' leap blew Li Mochou's hair back. She did not even look at their attack; her gaze remained on Xiaolongnü in the crowd.

However, as the sword tips were about to reach her, Li Mochou moved.

With her left hand, she lightly waved her拂尘, deflecting the two swords with a powerful force. At the same time, her right hand moved up, and her hand touched the hilt of her sword.

Not good!

Yang Guo, who had failed to intercept the Wu brothers in time, could only attack Li Mochou from the side, hoping to save them.

"Get out of the way!!!"

A delicate shout rang out!

The Wu brothers and Yang Guo saw a blinding flash, like a meteor streaking across the sky.

Then!

They heard a series of crisp sounds and felt their swords become lighter. Looking down, they saw only the hilt of their swords remaining!

The three of them, shocked and speechless, exchanged glances and immediately retreated.

Clang—

The sword returned to its scabbard, and the拂尘was tucked into Li Mochou's waist. She now held the scabbard in her hand. When Yang Guo and the Wu brothers looked, they saw only the calm action of Li Mochou sheathing her sword.

Her sleeves fluttered, and the three broken swords shot out, embedding themselves in front of Huo Du, who had been laughing at the internal strife among the Central Plains' martial artists. His smile froze on his face.

The autumn wind blew, and the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent, Li Mochou, stood with her sword.

...

In one move, just one move!

The entire Lu Family Manor seemed to be frozen, falling silent.

Everyone's eyes were on the Moon Deficiency sword in Li Mochou's hand, filled with admiration.

One move, three broken swords!

Such a sharp sword, capable of cutting through iron like butter, had never been seen before in the martial world.

Everyone, even Huang Rong, was surprised, staring at the sword in Li Mochou's hand. Guo Jing, frowning, helped the pale-faced Wu brothers, his eyes also on the sword.

Such a sharp sword would be extremely difficult to face even for him, Guo Jing, without a weapon.

Fortunately, the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent, Li Mochou, did not have such murderous intent; otherwise, the fate of the Wu brothers... Thinking of this, even Guo Jing felt a chill.

Below the stage, Lu Wushuang and Guo Fu, the two young girls, were also pale, clearly frightened by the power of Li Mochou's sword. Unlike Guo Fu, Lu Wushuang knew who the sword belonged to, and her gaze was fixed on Yue Yuan.

Lu Wushuang did not understand why Yue Yuan would let such a sharp sword fall into Li Mochou's hands.

"Since my junior sister can be the leader of the martial world, I should also be qualified!"

Turning, the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent, Li Mochou, looked at Huo Du and said, "What do you think, little prince of Mongolia?"

Instantly, the entire Lu Family Manor erupted in chaos.

While the crowd had been speculating about the potential chaos caused by Li Mochou's possession of such a powerful weapon, her mention of the position of leader caused even more commotion than when Dharma King of the Golden Wheel's group arrived.

Huo Du gently waved his fan, covering half his face, and glanced at his master, Dharma King of the Golden Wheel. Looking at the noisy crowd, Huo Du, having received instructions, put down his fan, smiled, and nodded. "Yes, if the Immortal Lady has the ability, she can certainly be the leader!"

"However..."

"Even if the Immortal Lady can defeat us, what about these Central Plains martial artists..."

He left the rest unsaid; sometimes, half a sentence was enough.

A borrowed knife to kill my future partner?

Yue Yuan glanced at Huo Du and Dharma King of the Golden Wheel, then returned his gaze. He remained calm, with no intention of intervening. He wanted to see what the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent was planning.

Yue Yuan believed that with the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent's wisdom, she would not do something so foolish.

When Li Mochou was in danger, he would step in.

Having made his decision, Yue Yuan remained silent, quietly watching the events on the stage, curious about Yang Guo's actions.

Huo Du's words made the crowd even more chaotic, with countless people pointing at the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent on the stage, denouncing her as unfit to be the leader of the martial world. It was clear that even the "idiot" Huo Du knew that his borrowed knife strategy was effective.

On the stage, the Immortal Lady of the Crimson Serpent, Li Mochou, stood calmly with the Moon Deficiency sword, listening to the crowd's angry shouts. She did not move, only a slight sneer on her lips.

Below the stage, Yue Yuan, dressed in golden attire, looked at the furious martial artists, a sneer on his lips.

This so-called righteous path of the martial world...

Apart from a few at the top, the rest were just a bunch of useless mud! Their words were fierce, but how many actually took action?

Yue Yuan did not deny the contributions of those who helped Guo Jing defend Xiangyang, but most of them were from the Beggar Sect and the Quanzhen Sect. The others... well, let's not talk about it! It could be said that the decline of the Beggar Sect was due to Xiangyang.

Otherwise, in the later world, the once-great Beggar Sect would have been reduced to a minor role.

The Battle of Xiangyang cost the lives of most of its elite members, almost severing its lineage. The Quanzhen Sect, once the foremost martial arts sect, was also gone, with only Huashan remaining famous.

Such a scene was truly heart-wrenching for an outsider like Yue Yuan, making him feel quite annoyed.

In the eyes of these martial artists, choosing Li Mochou as the leader would be even worse than having the Mongols take the position.

Beside the stage.

Guo Jing clenched his fists, his gaze on the noisy crowd, his brows furrowed. Beside him, Huang Rong gently squeezed his hand to comfort him. Apart from the noisy crowd, some remained silent.

Among them were the Quanzhen Sect members, who were surprised and envious of the sharp sword.

As for Li Mochou's evil deeds, Taigu Zǐ and Qingjing Sanren believed that the Mongols should be dealt with first.

But these martial artists...

Taigu Zǐ and Qingjing Sanren exchanged worried glances. Even with her bad temper, Qingjing Sanren was a straightforward person. She could see that Li Mochou's appearance with the sharp sword had not only repelled the Wu brothers seeking revenge but also suppressed the Mongols.

Everyone knew that the position of leader was a joke, and the real choice was Guo Jing.

But these martial artists...

Qingjing Sanren wanted to grab some of them by the collar and ask, "What's wrong with your brains?"

For a moment, Qingjing Sanren was almost pale with anger, but Taigu Zǐ whispered something in her ear, calming her down.

"..."

Lu Wushuang, though gritting her teeth, was also stunned by the situation.

How could this happen?

Even the lame girl, who had grown accustomed to the life and death of the martial world with Li Mochou, had never seen such a situation.

She did not understand!

"Wushuang, do you know what comes after 'depression before exaltation'?"

Huang Rong, what are you waiting for?

But I'm already annoyed!

Amidst the chaos, Yue Yuan's voice reached Lu Wushuang's ears. Turning, she saw Yue Yuan, hands behind his back, dressed in golden attire, walking calmly toward the stage.

"The next part of 'depression before exaltation' is—"

With a calm demeanor, Yue Yuan seemed to radiate a burning heat, and the martial artists instinctively made way for him.

"Surprising the world with one move!"

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