Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

Is everything back to the original track?

At this time, Guo Mo felt two cold lights stabbing from the side.

Turning his head, sure enough, he saw Huang Rong's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling...

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2Chapter 16 Three Beauties of the Martial Arts

"Hehe, senior brother, it seems that there is nothing to see. Rong'er, why don't we go to see it?"

Guo Mo laughed dryly twice, to cover up the embarrassment that didn't exist in the first place.

"Don't go to see it? Why don't we go? Didn't we come all the way here just to take a look at the World Heroes Conference?"

"Did Brother Mo dare not go when he heard that Miss Mochou was here? That's amazing, Leng Mochou? I want to see how cold this girl is?"

Well, Guo Mo thought he would just ask one more question.

Chen Xuanfeng saw it from the side, and quickly looked away.

Li Mochou, he saw it with his own eyes. It was when he was in Jiangling City. Li Mochou came to the door excitedly, as if asking for a crime.

With that resentful and coquettish appearance, Chen Xuanfeng with sharp eyes can certainly tell that this woman is "interesting" to Guo Mo.

When it was heard that Guo Mo was married and a child was about to be born, the girl Mochou resolutely left and never appeared again.

It was also by chance that Chen Xuanfeng mentioned this person and this matter in front of his junior sister "inadvertently", and Huang Rong remembered it in his heart.

Unexpectedly, after many years, this woman named Li Mochou reappeared, and she has become a "female nun"?

Why is this?

She seems to be the adoptive daughter of Shi Miyuan, the head of the hundred officials of the Great Song Dynasty. What can't be overwhelmed, she wants to become a Taoist nun?

Is it because...

Chen Xuanfeng's eyes slanted to other places, but his mind was full of gossip information.

Nothing in the night

It was true that she didn't say anything, Huang Rong seemed to be a little concerned about the "meeting" tomorrow, and she fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.

In the early morning of the next day, Guo Mo rarely stayed in bed.

Huang Rong got up early, washed and ate peacefully, without saying hello to Guo Mo.

It wasn't until Chen Xuanfeng came to call Guo Mo that he had no choice but to get up.

"Rong'er, after traveling for so many days, you don't sleep for a while, why are you waking up so early?"

morning?

Chen Xuanfeng looked up, the sun was rising so high, and the lobby of "Yunlai Inn" was empty.

The guests who stayed at the hotel had already had breakfast and went to watch the competition in the arena.

Today is the last day, and it will be over by noon.

The "World Heroes Conference" is coming to an end, and the most intense and exciting moment is coming.

I don't know what powerful characters will appear, can that "Leng Mochou" win the championship in the end?

It is said that many gambling houses in Zhongdu opened their markets overnight last night.

If you buy "Leng Mochou" to win, the odds are [-] to [-]

Buying "Leng Mochou" loses, but the odds are [-] to [-].

It seems that in yesterday's competition, this "Leng Mochou" has left a deep impression on everyone, and more people are optimistic about her winning the championship.

"Brother, why don't we go first?"

Huang Rong ignored Guo Mo, but said to Chen Xuanfeng.

"Rong'er, I'll finish washing right away"

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Guo Mo hurriedly finished washing at a speed several times faster than usual.

A breakfast was stuffed into his stomach like a storm in the blink of an eye.

Especially the bowl of rice porridge, almost poured directly into it.

Chen Xuanfeng, who was watching beside him, was dumbfounded.

Could it be that people with high martial arts are so vigorous even after breakfast?

The arena is not far from the "Yunlai Inn", and it is only two streets away to the north.

The three of Guo Mo didn't ride horses, they walked straight into the cart, and walked to the ring in a dreadful manner.

Guo Mo and Huang Rong are no strangers to this road.

Five and a half years ago, that early spring was full of wind and snow.

It was here that Guo Mo and the others fought a big battle with Jin Bing, and they also killed them from the south gate of Zhongdu City.

And Bao Xiruo, that poor man with a tragic fate, also died here on the bloody street.

Today's arena is far more formal than Mu Nianci's "martial arts contest to recruit relatives" back then.

The three of them had just turned around the street when they saw the wide square in the middle of the street. It was already crowded with people, and enthusiastic cheers erupted from time to time.

It's already a quarter of an hour, today's arena has been open for half an hour.

Guo Mo looked far and wide, and saw a six-foot-square arena built in the middle of the street, which was one foot and eight feet high, but there were no stairs.

It seems that people without any real skills can't even make it to this arena.

The arena is made of solid square logs, connected in the middle with large iron nails, and surrounded by iron chains as thick as a child's arm.

On the four sides of the arena, there are four logs thick and thick with buckets, which are deeply buried in the ground and fixed.

Such a arena can be used to perform all kinds of soft and hard kung fu, and for skilled riders, even horse battles can be performed on it.

Facing south, on the east side of the ring, about three feet south, a stand was built.

The stands are not big, smaller than half of the arena.

In the stands, apart from the Mongolian soldiers guarding on both sides, there were five people sitting in the center.

Guo Mo took a closer look, and among the five people, he actually knew four of them.

Sitting right in the middle was Okuotai, the third son of Genghis Khan Temujin and a popular candidate for the next Great Khan of Mongolia.

Wo Kuotai is 38 and [-] years old this year. He is in the prime of life, but he has already gained a little weight and is full of energy.

Next to Wo Kuotai, sitting on his left, is an old man who is nearly sixty years old.

Guo Mo recognized at a glance that it was Ouyang Feng, the "Western Poison" whom he hadn't seen for two or three years.

For Ouyang Feng, Guo Mo didn't like or dislike him, even though he was hostile, as long as the other party didn't provoke him, Guo Mo wouldn't necessarily fight him to the death.

The person sitting on the right side of Wo Kuotai is a Taoist Quanzhen, in his fifties, with a radiant look and eyes like lights.

It is the face figure of Quanzhen Sect, one of the "Seven Sons of Quanzhen", "Eternal Spring Son" Qiu Chuji.

The Quanzhen faction is located in the north, within the territory of the Jin Kingdom, but they have fought against the Jin with all their strength for many years.

On the point of fighting against the gold, they have a plot of "same hatred and hatred" with Mongolia, and they even sent Qiu Chuji to come here in person.

Of course, there is also his proud disciple Zhen Zhibing, but he was defeated by Li Mochou in yesterday's match after he made his mark.

In fact, Zhen Zhibing felt that he was a little bit aggrieved by the defeat. In the fight with Li Mochou, the two of them compared their swordsmanship.

In front of Li Mochou, Zhen Zhibing's "Quanzhen swordsmanship", which is omnipotent, is only capable of parrying, but has no power to fight back.

How could he have imagined that the "Jade Girl Sword Technique" used by Li Mochou was originally a nemesis sword technique developed by a generation of extraordinary Lin Chaoying for the "Quanzhen Sword Technique".

"Eternal Spring Son" Qiu Chuji, of course saw the way to it, although he couldn't understand why such a set of sword techniques appeared in the world, he didn't blame his disciple too much.

I just told him to practice more diligently in the future, and after the "Full Heart Technique" is completed, even if he faces this kind of sword technique that restrains himself again, he can break it with strength.

What Qiu Chuji said was correct, but he didn't know that Li Mochou's internal strength was far superior to Zhen Zhibing's.

On the day when Zhen Zhibing's "whole heart method" came to fruition, how many streets would he be thrown away?

In the center of the stand, sitting upright at the left and right ends are two monks.

The one on the far left is exactly the one that Guo Mo had met in Shaolin Temple back then, the first Chan Master Wuwang in Shaolin Sutra Pavilion.

But the one sitting on the far right, next to Qiu Chuji, was a monk.

I don't know what kind of kung fu he practiced, his face was stiff, as if he was wearing a human skin mask, his two white eyebrows drooped at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes showed a fierce look.

"Get out of the way, another one will fly down"

There was a sudden commotion among the crowd in front of them.

I saw a burly man flying down from the ring, and seeing the posture in which he came down, he knew that he didn't jump down by himself, but was beaten down by someone.

Fortunately, the person who did it was merciful, and the injury was not serious.

Before landing on the ground, this person made a "turning in the clouds" somersault, and his feet landed on the ground, but he also "thumped" back seven or eight steps before he stood still.

"Thank you Xiangu for your mercy"

The man clasped his fists towards the stage, turned around and separated from the crowd, going back and forth from wherever he came from.

Guo Mo, with sharp eyes, clearly saw that the man's left arm was covered with a layer of white frost.

Just depending on the extent, it shouldn't cause too much damage. It seems that the person on the stage really kept his hand.

"Ice palm"?How could Li Mochou have this "ice palm", could it be that she and Ouyang Ke were walking together?

Guo Mo had doubts in his heart.

At this time, he found that in the direction where the burly man was leaving, two Mongolian soldiers hurriedly followed up. After catching up with the man, they nodded and bowed and said something.

Guo Mo immediately understood, Genghis Khan's intention of holding this "Heroes of the World Conference", is this to let all the heroes of the world into my pocket?

Looking at the arena again, there is a female crown standing, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, holding floating dust in her hand, and carrying a sword on her back, who is it if it is not Li Mochou?

I haven't seen her for two or three years. Li Mochou now is a little more calm than before. Although she has no murderous look on her face, she is also cold and repulsive.

"Are the techniques of the Ancient Tomb Sect really so evil?"

Guo Mo secretly slandered in his heart.

What Li Mochou used was indeed the "Ice Sponge Palm", she got it from Ouyang Ke that year, and she regarded it as a treasure.

After two or three years of hard work, coupled with various stunts of the Ancient Tomb Sect, there was another good luck last year.

In her hands, the "Frozen Palm" is even more powerful than Ouyang Ke's.

Yesterday, "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng was also a little surprised when he saw Li Mochou using "Ice Sponge Palm" for the first time in the stands.

However, back then Ouyang Ke felt too shameful, so he didn't dare to tell his uncle about the loss of the "Frozen Palm" secret book.

Therefore, although Ouyang Feng was surprised, he thought it was another descendant of "Frozen Palm", and even thought it might be a member of the Ming Cult.

Not only was he not hostile to Li Mochou, but he was thinking, should he protect Li Mochou?

"Heroes of the world, is there anyone else on stage? This girl has won four games in a row today. If no one comes on stage, she will be the final winner of this World Heroes Conference."

"Everyone, please pay attention, that is today's Caitou Chengying Sword!"

At this time, a man dressed as a Mongolian military officer appeared on the ring and shouted to everyone in the audience.

Sure enough, behind the middle of the ring, a pole more than ten feet high was raised, with a sword hanging across the top of the pole.

It can't be seen clearly from a distance, but from the appearance of the scabbard, it can also be seen that this is an ancient sword.

As soon as the "Chengying" sword appeared, it caused another commotion. Who in the martial arts world is not jealous?

However, looking at the eight-foot-high arena, and thinking about those who were knocked down by Li Mochou, all of them died down.

"Is there anyone else on the stage? If no one is on the stage, I will announce the Shadow Bearing Sword today, and the final winner is..."

"Wait a minute"

Suddenly, there was a soft cry from the southwest corner of the crowd, the voice was crisp and crisp, and one could tell it was a young woman.

Before the voice fell, I saw a red figure jumping up in the air. If it was far away, I thought it was someone flying in the air.

In fact, it was the woman who stepped on the heads or shoulders of the crowd and leaped onto the ring.

"Wait a moment to announce, this general, there is still a period of time before noon, how can it end early? The little girl is not talented, so come and fight for this Yingying sword."