Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Chapter 243: Zither Immortal, Sword Master, and Mo Sect Master, each of them has their own unique sk

Mo Bingxian and the girl recovered from their injuries and just walked out of the cave, when suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from the depths of the forest, illuminating the entire night sky. The light contained an ancient and powerful force that made people feel awe.

"That is..." Qin Muyue's eyes flashed with curiosity, "The inheritance of the Great Sage's legacy has been opened."

Mo Bingxian also came out. As a music practitioner, he also felt the desire from the bottom of his soul.

The two of them flew towards the light on their swords.

As the distance shortened, they felt the presence of more and more monks, as if the entire forest was in panic because of their murderous intentions.

When they passed through the last layer of treetops, the view in front of them suddenly opened up. A huge pillar of light shot straight into the sky from the ground. Around the pillar of light, countless runes flowed, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

A number of immortal cultivators have gathered around the light column. They are either lone rangers or in small groups. Greed and desire are gleaming in everyone's eyes.

"It seems that we are not the only ones who know that the inheritance has been opened." Qin Muyue said in a low voice, her eyes sweeping over the cultivators around her, assessing the potential threats.

Mo Bingxian nodded, his hand gently stroking the hilt of the sword, ready to deal with any possible conflict. "Shi Nishang, you'd better restrain yourself, otherwise we will be attacked by a group of people."

Qin Muyue rolled her eyes at him. Shi Nishang was arrogant and domineering, but not a fool.

At this time, an old man from Tianyi Palace stood up. His voice was loud and clear, and it spread throughout the venue: "Everyone, the inheritance of the Great Sage's Voice is ownerless. Those who are capable can obtain it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man sneered and interrupted the old man: "Excuse me, no one here can do it, only I can!" His voice was like thunder, shaking the surrounding leaves rustling.

The old man's face darkened, but before he could open his mouth, a sharp female voice rang out again: "Where did this bastard come from? He has sharp teeth and a sharp tongue, isn't he afraid of a rotten tongue!" Following the voice, a graceful woman floated down from the treetop, holding a bell emitting mysterious light in her hand, and a cunning light flashed in her eyes.

The situation was about to break out, and the cultivators each looked for advantageous positions, ready to take action at any time.

Mo Bingxian and Qin Muyue looked at each other. They knew that the following fight would be a melee without any rules.

"Since you all don't follow the rules, then I will teach you a lesson about the righteous style!" A familiar voice came, and the young version of Ningxi Sword Master stood in the air with a wild look on his face.

Qin Muyue subconsciously shrank his neck. Wow, Zhao Jianzun, Yue Qinxian and Master Mo are all geniuses of the same era.

This kind of scene of a meeting in a fish pond must be her nightmare, right?

At this time, the young sword master was still quite morally obsessed. He sharpened his sword and rushed towards the old man from the Tianyi Palace who said at the beginning that only those who are capable will know. At a young age, he liked to kill the one who sticks out.

The lowest level of cultivation in this secret realm is the peak of the Golden Core Realm, and there are all kinds of strange and bizarre Golden Core cultivators.

Mo Bingxian and Qin Muyue clenched their weapons tightly. They knew that besides Xian Shou, Little Sword Master would also be difficult to deal with.

At this moment, the runes in the light column suddenly accelerated, and a more powerful force surged from the ground, and the entire venue began to shake. Everyone knew that the opening of the inheritance had entered a critical moment.

"Attack!" Someone shouted first, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. The cultivators each cast spells, and sword lights, spells, and magic weapons intertwined in the air, forming a bloody battle.

Qin Muyue and Mo Bingxian also joined the battle. They stood back to back and supported each other.

Qin Muyue's folding fan emitted sword energy, while Mo Bingxian's long sword shuttled through the crowd like a dragon, and every time he swung the sword, it brought up a rain of blood.

The battle became more and more fierce, and the cultivators fell one after another, but no one was willing to give up.

They all knew that as long as they could hold on to the end, they would have a chance to inherit the Great Sage's legacy.

While fighting, Mo Bingxian observed the situation on the battlefield and found that a group of men in black took the opportunity to besiege Xian Shou.

Qin Muyue was picked up by a master of the family. He flew towards the battlefield of Xianshou with a folding fan in hand and a sword in his hand, ready to watch the show from close range.

Mo Bingxian saw Xian Shou being besieged by a group of men in black. It was obvious that those people came prepared. Their moves were ruthless and every attack was filled with murderous intent.

But he could only lie dormant beside the girl and pretend to submit.

With the help of the family's masters, Qin Muyue had already flown to the battlefield in Xianshou on her sword. Her eyes were shining with excitement, as if this life-and-death fight was just a wonderful drama in her eyes.

"Xianshou, you have come to this day. Any poor disciple who goes against me will never be able to turn things around." Qin Muyue continued to show off her acting skills, with three parts of a smug look, three parts of teasing, and three parts of indifference in her eyes.

Mo Bingxian's heart tightened. He knew that if he didn't take action, Xianshou would most likely die here.

He took a deep breath and had a bold idea.

At the moment when Xianshou was gradually falling into life and death crisis, he suddenly turned around, grabbed the girl's wrist with lightning speed, and pulled her into his arms.

Qin Muyue was shocked. She didn't expect Mo Bingxian to do such a thing at this time.

There was a hint of amusement in her eyes, but her face still had a "horrified" expression. "Protect the emperor! Protect the emperor! The evil slave is devouring his master!"

The Shi family masters' faces changed drastically when they saw this. They immediately became nervous, and the leader was furious. He shouted, "Mo Bingxian, if you dare to touch a hair of the young lady, our Shi family will use all the strength of the clan to grind you to ashes!"

The magic weapons in their hands are ready to go, and at a single command, they will launch a fatal attack on Mo Bingxian.

"How dare you point your weapons at me, you bunch of pigs!" Qin Muyue's face turned pale with fear as she stomped her feet and shouted, looking like she cared very much about her life.

Mo Bingxian felt the girl twisting in his arms, and his eyes became deeper. He rubbed the girl's chin with his slender fingers, and a hint of enjoyment flashed in his eyes.

The young man did not show the slightest fear on his face. His eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and his voice was deep and powerful: "Let go of the string, or your young lady will be buried with him."

Xian Shou's pressure was instantly reduced a lot. He looked at Mo Bingxian, and the two traitors exchanged glances.

For some reason, Mo Bingxian subconsciously covered the girl in his arms, not wanting to let Xian Shou see her.

String head: ......

Fortunately, Lord Xianshou in the nightmare had not yet fallen in love. He sat in meditation and adjusted his breathing, not missing any opportunity.

Mo Bingxian held the girl hostage, and the sword blade had already scratched the girl's delicate skin, causing the group of masters to dare not act rashly and could only push away step by step.

Mo Bingxian walked to Xianshou holding the hostage, and Qin Muyue continued to cry, make a fuss and curse.

"Save me, save me! What's the point of keeping a bunch of you useless people in my family?"

"Little dog Mo, I'm greedy for your body and feed you so many delicious foods, and you dare to treat me like this, you ungrateful wolf!"

Mo Bingxian felt so happy when he saw the girl's frustrated look that he liked her more and more.

"Mo Xiaogou, you are greedy for my money, you... mmmmm"

Looking at the girl's fragrant pink lips opening and closing, Mo Bingxian couldn't help but cover them.

Xian Shou, out of a moral obsession, blushed and scolded: "Ridiculous! How can you be so frivolous to Shi Nishang!"