Chapter 1291

"This..."

Mozi Xingyun's body loosened. He opened his mouth and looked at Ye Xu with an incredible face.

He is as powerful as the peak of heaven. It's terrible to catch him and extinguish him.

And ye Huo's body trembled and blood gushed out.

His arms dropped softly, and the halberd turned into a streamer and disappeared into the soul sea.

"Master!"

Ye Huo spits out two words hard.

Ye Xu nodded to Ye Huo with a smile.

"Well done, you've done your best!"

Ye Huo's body shook, his eyes turned up gradually, but there was a winner's smile on his mouth.

"Thank you... Master..."

As soon as the voice fell, his eyes closed, he fainted directly and fell from the air.

With a wave of Ye Xu's sleeve, a mysterious force dragged Ye Huo's body and sent it to Angelica dahurica.

"Xianggong!"

Angelica dahurica screamed when she saw the blood stained tragedy of Ye Huo.

"He's okay. Help him deal with his wound!"

Ye Xu's voice fell down. Angelica dahurica's heart was relaxed. She hurried to check for ye Huo and found that ye Huo was just exhausted. The Qi and blood in her body were still stable and the meridians were OK.

As for skin trauma, it's nothing.

Angelica dahurica immediately took out pills and bandages from the soul sea and carefully treated the wound for ye Huo.

In the middle of the air, ye Xu carried his hands, quietly looked at the Mozi wooden sword in Mozi Xingyun's hand, and exclaimed, "good sword, if I'm right, this should be the Mozi wooden sword, the town god of Mozi!"

Mozi Xingyun was not feeling well at the moment. His aura rushed disorderly and finally suppressed it.

He looked at Ye Xu with vigilant eyes, because he couldn't see through this person's reality.

Mozi Xingyun is a cultivation in the middle of Tianjing. He can't see a person's reality. It can only show that this person's strength is far above him.

Especially just now, Mozi Xingyun asked himself that he could never reach this level.

Seeing ye Xu's eyes, he immediately became vigilant.

He values Mozi's wooden sword so much that he won't take the opportunity to rob it.

What kind of person Ye Xu is, he immediately saw through Mozi's mind. He smiled and said, "don't be vigilant. If I want to rob Mozi's wooden sword, do you think I can run away!"

His words were very arrogant, but Mozi Xingyun was at ease.

With the combat effectiveness shown by Ye Xu, not to mention his own strength in the air, even in his heyday, he could not be his opponent.

Mozi Xingyun was also experienced and relaxed immediately.

Ye Xu suddenly looked sorry and said, "the sword is a good sword. Unfortunately, the sword is dead!"

As soon as he said this, Mozi's heart pounded and hurriedly said, "since you can see the problem of Mozi's wooden sword, can you have a way to save it!"

Ye Xu said with a smile, "Mozi wooden sword and other weapons don't move. Other weapons are dead, but Mozi wooden sword is alive. Its body is a branch of the ancient sacred tree holy Bodhi. After being picked, it is sealed with the four forces of water, fire, gold and thunder, so that it can absorb the aura and grow by itself, and has the ability to repair itself!"

"But the sword suffered a great disaster, and most of the aura in the sword was lost. Just now, elder Mozi used the power in the sword to completely dissipate the last power in the sword. My disciple's solitary halberd brought a trace of time and space power, which led to the collapse of Mozi wooden sword!"

Mozi Xingyun was worried as soon as he heard it. He looked at Ye Xu with eager eyes and said, "since you know so well, can you repair this sword!"

Ye Xu spread his hands slightly and said, "I can repair this sword, but why should I repair it!"

Mozi Xingyun's face was stiff, and then his mouth was bitter.

Yeah.

People have the ability to repair Mozi wooden sword, but why help an enemy repair weapons.

If you were yourself, you would never reach out to help others repair weapons.

He raised the Mozi wooden sword, which was constantly collapsing in his hand, and his face was full of sadness.

"Is the sky going to destroy my mo men?"

With that, he looked pale and sighed.

At this time, ye Xu spoke.

"In fact, it's not impossible for me to repair this Mozi wooden sword, but I won't repair it in vain!"

Mozi Xingyun was already desperate. As soon as he listened to Ye Xu's words, he suddenly felt refreshed.

"If you are willing to reach out and save my momen artifact, I Mozi Xingyun can do three things for you, anything!"

Ye Xu said with a smile, "don't be so troublesome. I'm just short of elders in xurizong. If elder Mozi doesn't dislike it, how about being a guest elder!"

"What, you want me to be the elder of guest Qing?"

Mozi Xingyun was completely confused by Ye Xu.

What is this and what.

"But I'm a descendant of Mohism. How can I join other schools!"

Ye Xu said faintly, "heaven and earth are one, and there is no difference between sects. Mohist just disappeared in the long river of history because of its adherence to the rules. Elder Mozi has not reflected on why Mohist declined here for so many years!"

"With the momentum of Mohist's peak in those years, we can also stand a firm foothold in this chaotic continent. Now..."

Ye Xu's words, like a heavy hammer, hit Mozi's heart, making him full of cold sweat.

"I don't want to restrict elder Mozi, but I can give some advice to the disciples of xurizong when I'm free and help them in case of an accident! The rest of the time is free time!"

"After all, I am the laziest leader of the rising sun sect from top to bottom!"

Mozi Xingyun looked at Ye Xu, slowly breathed out a sigh, smiled bitterly and said, "Mozi Xingyun has seen the patriarch!"

He is not a hypocritical person. After living for a hundred years, he has nothing to see. Anyway, ye Xu said that he does not limit his freedom. He only has time to instruct his disciples and maintain the stability of the sect.

In Mozi Xingyun's opinion, these two things are not matters at all.

As long as ye Xu can repair Mozi's wooden sword, Mozi Xingyun is grateful. He must not watch the accident of xurizong.

As for instructing disciples, maybe you can find a genius suitable for inheriting your kendo.

Think of here, Mozi Xingyun where there is no hesitation.

Ye Xu nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "elder Mozi is polite! Give me Mozi's wooden sword!"

Mozi Xingyun did not hesitate. He directly handed the Zhenzong divine sword Mozi sword to Ye Xu.

At this time, Mozi's wooden sword has become a rotten wood. With a slight touch, fragments will fall.

"Heaven should stand, Xuanzong secret style! Sky waves, earth waves, purple clouds open!"