C80 The Sect Leader's Flying Sword Dou Tang Yun

Mo Jingtian didn't know what was going on, and followed behind Zhou Haiyue, but they followed along four small paths that were split apart, passed through the forest, and arrived at a corner building. Around the corner building was a bluestone paved space, and outside of the empty space, there was a stone table and four stone stools. Zhou Haiyue pulled Mo Jingtian and sat on the stone bench.

Mo Jingtian was naturally very suspicious in his heart, and asked: "Why did you drag me here?"

Cheng Runyue scoffed, then said: "Wait here, in a moment, you will know."

Mo Jingtian could only wait here.

Not long after, a tall man came over from the stone path. Seeing him, Zhou Haiyue wanted to leave immediately, but when the man saw that, he quickly took two steps forward, and asked: "Yue'er, how long are you hiding from me for?" Only then did Zhou Haiyue sit down, lowering her head, her face filled with bashfulness, and let go of Mo Jingtian's hand.

Cheng Runyue said: "Infatuation Young Noble, you're here again!"

Mo Jingtian looked over from where he came, but he saw that the man was thirty years old, and looked extremely powerful, as though he was King Kong on the ground. Although his looks were not outstanding, he had a manly air about him, with thick eyebrows and clear eyes, and a tiger beard. He wore a square towel, and he wore a robe robe. On his hands, he wore a pair of exquisite deerskin gloves.

The man came up to the three of them, clasped his hands, and greeted them, "Greetings, Moon Envoy." Mo Jingtian also stood up.

"Humph!" As the Sect Leader, he does not care about the matters within the sect, but chose to stay behind instead. " Zhou Haiyue said.

The man grinned, looking as bashful as a woman, trying to curry favor with her. "I did it for you, didn't I?"

Zhou Haiyue pushed Mo Jingtian and said: "This is the man with the highest martial arts in my Brightmoon Restaurant.

The man looked towards Mo Jingtian and thought in his heart: "When did Brightmoon Restaurant have such a cool young man?" He then asked Mo Jingtian: "Who are you?"

Mo Jingtian hurried to pay his respects, and then said: "Kid Mo Jingtian greets senior."

"Mo Jingtian?" The man became suspicious, and then said to Zhou Haiyue: "Emissary Yue, I have been in the Brightmoon Restaurant for five years, but I have never heard of this person. If there is still no man in your Brightmoon Restaurant capable of defeating me, I hope that the Moon Envoy will agree to it. "

"He is the grandson of Sword Crafting Immortal Mo. From now on, he is half a man of my Brightmoon Restaurant. If you can beat him, I will follow you." Zhou Haiyue said.

When the man heard this, he shouted, "Kid, look at this!" With that, he punched towards Mo Jingtian's chest, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Jingtian saw that his palm was like the wind, and anxiously retreated.

"Elder sister, why?" Mo Jingtian asked.

"Don't worry about it. If you can defeat him, big sister will definitely thank you in the future!" Zhou Haiyue said.

When the man heard these words, a fire seemed to ignite in his heart as he shouted angrily, "Kid, don't run!" He brandished his fist towards Mo Jingtian, who could only dodge, and the man punched faster than him, not intending to let Mo Jingtian go.

"Brat, be careful!" The man reminded, Mo Jingtian anxiously concentrated and with sword sheath in hand, he fought with him. However, the two of them had given up on each other and did not engage in a life-and-death battle. The battle lasted for about an hour, yet there was no clear victor.

Just at that moment, the man suddenly retreated and landed 30 feet away from Mo Jingtian. Mo Jingtian stopped himself in a hurry and with his cold sword in hand, he looked at him with his eyebrows raised.

"Boy, do you know who I am?" The man had his hands behind his back as he asked Qin Wentian. Yet there seemed to be an aura gathering around him.

"I don't know!" Mo Jingtian said coldly, feeling displeased in his heart.

"I am the head of the Tang Sect in Shu, Tang Yun. Everyone in the martial world calls me 'Sending Golden Hand'. I have a skill called 'Sleeve Dimension', which is a secret weapon of the Tang Sect. It is not that I am bullying the weak, it is just that my fist techniques are unable to defeat you. I have waited here for five years, and finally, I managed to meet you. the man said.

When Mo Jingtian heard this, he was shocked. Back then, when he was still learning in Tai Bai, he had heard from the Flying Sword Immortal Li Tian Qing that there was a Tang Sect in Shu. Naturally, he did not dare to be careless. He hastily pulled out his eyes and stared at the man with widened eyes. Leaves also did not want to let go of one leaf.

His wide sleeves seemed to have been lifted up by the wind, as they swelled up. He suddenly jumped on the ground with one foot, and as he did so, jumped up more than three meters high, nimbly in the air like a swallow. With a turn of his body, three silver needles flew out from his sleeves, aimed straight at Mo Jingtian, but the point they were pointed at, was not the point of importance.

Mo Jingtian did not dare to be careless, his eyes stared straight at the three silver needles, and when the needles appeared, he immediately dodged them.

Just as he dodged the three silver needles, he saw another five sleeved arrows approaching him, Mo Jingtian anxiously dodged three of them, and used the cold sword in his hand to break two of them. However, just as he dodged, he heard an unknown sound coming from his left. Turning his head to look, he saw six throwing knives. He hastily waved his sword to protect his body, and the flying knives followed him down.

However, he did not know how many hidden weapons were hidden around Tang Yun's body. He would occasionally shoot out like an eagle into the sky, and occasionally walk around Mo Jingtian like a dragonfly on the water's surface. He would jump around him in all directions, and while he was jumping, various concealed weapons would continuously shoot out from his sleeves. Mo Jingtian did not dare to split into two, he only had Sword-Dance surrounding him, protecting him from head to toe, his body like a fish, dodging in a hurry. After an hour, Mo Jingtian was so tired that sweat had seeped out of his forehead and he gasped for breath between his lips. If not for the movement skill the Flying Sword Immortal had imparted to him back then, the current him would have been defeated long ago.

Mo Jingtian was panicking in his heart, because he had already felt the cold Qi from the sword, and the True Qi in his body was insufficient. He was afraid that in a short period of time, he would not be able to stop it.

Suddenly, a plan formed in his mind as he thought, "Why don't I try out my flying sword technique and allow myself to win against him?"

Thinking of this, he called the hidden weapons that were constantly coming at him. While he used his left hand to reach for the sword bag on his waist, he secretly took out a flying sword and hid it in his hand.

At this moment, two darts from Tang Yun's sleeves shot towards him from both sides. Mo Jingtian then leaped into the air, his legs split apart as two darts flew past him. He was in the air when he suddenly threw his left hand down and shouted, "Falling Meteor!" That flying sword was like a shooting star falling from the ninth heaven, quickly flying towards Tang Yun who had just landed.

Tang Yun just landed on the ground, only to see a flying sword following him. In a flash, he didn't have time to be surprised, he immediately turned to the side and dodged, the flying sword grazed past his chest. All year long, he had studied the art of hidden weapons and immersed himself in them. Although he was not unrivalled in this field, he could still be considered a grandmaster of this field. However, Mo Jingtian's movement, had only allowed him to barely dodge. When he turned around, he could not help but exclaim in admiration, "Young hero, good technique!"

Mo Jingtian landed, then laughed and replied: "Sect Leader is smiling."