Chapter 121: Anger Slash

Unintentionally watching the angry sword fairy Yan Zhantian walk towards him step by step, there is still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Senior angry sword fairy, forgive the younger generation for being rude, I still want to ask, you and I have never known each other, why do you have to live and die? Force it?"
Yan Zhantian stopped and said, "Since you know who I am, isn't it too stupid to ask this question?" He didn't spare any effort to kill people. Yan Zhantian's murder was never a matter of reason. But Yan Zhantian paused slightly, and continued: "But this time, I am willing to answer your question. Because you are Ye Dingtian's son, the one thing I regret most in my life is not fighting your father. "
"So here to bully my son?" Wuxin stretched his hands and looked helpless, "Isn't this what the elders did?"
Yan Zhantian shook his head: "So I want to kill you and relieve my anger."
"Senior, it's not easy for you to want to kill me." Wuxin smiled slightly and waved his sleeves.
"Oh?" Yan Zhantian suddenly raised the sword in his hand and walked forward step by step, faster and faster, "Why is it not easy?"
"Because I can run!" Wuxin suddenly turned around, rushed to the front, yelling as he ran, "Minghou, run away, we can't handle this guy!"
Yan Zhantian suddenly jumped up, raised his hand-breaking giant sword, and slashed down at Wuxin and Minghou.
An angry sword cut after an angry sword!
Minghou felt the vigorous sword intent behind him, and subconsciously wanted to turn his head back. Unintentionally pushed it abruptly and shouted angrily: "Don't look back!"
Yan Zhantian's sword has been cut down!
Wuxin suddenly turned around, and one jumped up, with silver light shining above his sleeves. He waved his sleeves, and suddenly rolled up Yan Zhantian's sword of breaking the army.
"There is no way without phase power." Yan Zhantian's voice revealed a bit of excitement, "Is this the skill Ye Dingtian used back then? Good!"
There was golden light in Wuxin's eyes and a charming smile: "Not good enough!"
He wrapped Yan Zhantian's Pojun Sword with his double sleeves, but was forced back all the way by the sword. The two slid on the ground for nearly tens of feet. During the period, Wuxin's true energy skyrocketed several times, but they still couldn't stop Yan Zhantian's domineering and prestigious swordsmanship. The sleeves were finally cut to pieces by the sword of breaking the army.
"Die!" Yan Zhantian swung his sword. Wuxin's whole body flew out, he inhaled suddenly, and spit out a mouthful of blood at Yan Zhantian, a silver light mingled in the blood.
It was the blood-induced hidden weapon that Tang Lian had used in Beauty Village that day-Shuangyehong.
Yan Zhantian raised the sword and easily blocked the thin blade.
The body that fell down unintentionally was hugged by Ming Hou. Minghou almost didn't hesitate for a moment, immediately turned around and rushed forward.
Yan Zhantian reinserted the Broken Army sword into the sheath, but he did not kill a 17-year-old boy with two swords. This was unbearable for him before. However, this charming monk of White Katsuyuki...
"It's really interesting." Yan Zhantian thought for a while, and chased him in the direction of Minghou and Wuxin fleeing.
Elder Tang was sitting in his Xiaochen Pavilion with his hand gently tapping on the back of the chair. He should have two guests coming to visit, but now none of them. He has been in charge of the Tang Sect for nearly 30 years, and he has always handled things calmly, but this time, he was a little anxious. He took a sip from his teacup and murmured: "When people are old, things that worry about That's too much."
Tang Huang, Tang Xuan, Tang Qisha, the three middle-aged leaders of Tang Sect are now outside the Xiaochen Pavilion, waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guests at the order of the old man. However, the guests were late in the future, and the hearts of the three were a little anxious. Tang Huang frowned slightly: "Have you ever told you, who is the guest this time?"
Tang Xuan shook his head: "No, the old man only said that they were very important guests, but he didn't say their identities."
Tang Qisha looked at Tang Huang: "Tang Huang, you were outside Lianyue Pavilion with the old man just now. Didn't he mention the identity of the visitor to you? You are the person in charge of the outer room, and you should have known these things."
Tang Huang thought for a while and said, "The old man only told me about one of the guests, saying it was a strange temperament, and he would kill someone who didn't like it. Such a person, and how much he valued him... …"
The three of them glanced at each other, and said the three words in unison: "Anger Sword Fairy!"
"Who is the other person, who can be valued by the old man like the Angry Sword Immortal?" Tang Huang frowned slightly, and hesitated.
Tang Qisha lowered his head to think, and suddenly found a black shadow flashing on the ground. He was taken aback for a moment, leaned down, grabbed a small spider from the ground with his right hand wearing a sky glove, and frowned and observed:" spider?"
"Spider? How could a spider appear suddenly?" Tang Xuan was taken aback, and suddenly turned his head, but saw a large area of ​​spiders suddenly appeared behind the three people. The three of them were shocked and immediately held the hidden weapon in their hands.
"Three brothers, don't panic." A gentle and charming voice came. After seeing the group of spiders, there was a woman in her thirties, wearing a dark red dress, her brows were full of charm, and her eyes were full of autumn waves Rippling, with a Yingying smile.
"Who are you?" Tang Huang asked coldly.
The charming woman smiled wildly, covered her mouth, and sighed softly: "I am the guest you are waiting for."
"The guest waiting? What's your name?" Tang Huang thought about it for a while, but couldn't think of the origin of this woman.
"The slave's name is Mu Yumo, and he didn't have much fame at all. In addition, I haven't been through the rivers and lakes for ten years. Everyone should have forgotten me. Brother Tang laughed." The woman blinked at Tang Huang gently. , With a light wave of his finger, the spiders disappeared in an instant.
Tang Huang suddenly remembered a name, or a code name. No one knew the name of Mu Yumo, but that code name was very famous ten years ago.
"Spider Woman?" Tang Huang whispered.
"It's a long-lost name." Mu Yumo's eyes suddenly showed a bit of nostalgia, and his voice became misty. "As long as I hear it, it seems to be able to recall that time."
"Tang Huang, the guest has waited too long, let the guest in." The old man's thick voice came from the pavilion. Tang Huang and the others immediately withdrew, Mu Yumo gently stroked Tang Huang's face, and after a smile, he walked slowly towards the pavilion.
"The guest that the old man wants to see is..." Tang Qisha asked in a low voice, still puzzled.
Tang Huang looked at Mu Yumo's charming figure with a cold expression, and said solemnly: "Dark River, Mu Family."