"Depending on your attitude, do you really plan to stop me with a wooden stick?"

Looking at the wooden sword in Abe's hand, Zhang Jun sneered.

"How about this, I have a knife here to lend you to it first."

As he said that, he took off his sword from his waist and threw it to Abe.

"It's a good knife."

Abe looked at the knife on the ground, and his eyes showed a hint of envy, but he immediately smiled bitterly again:

"I am a waste of Abe and don't deserve to use such a good knife."

"Where did this Qinglian Zhenwu Pavilion find such a living treasure from!"

Zhang Jun was amused and crying.

"Don't waste your quarrels with him." Mo Jie shook her head, "Go in and look for Li Taibai."

Zhang Jun nodded when he heard this, and then walked towards Abe and said with a smile:

"It's still time for the sweeping waste to run away now, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless in my fist."

Hearing this "waste", Abe suddenly showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Yes, I, Abe, are a waste."

He murmured in a low voice, holding the wooden stick in his hands with both hands, just like he used to hold the knife.

Just as he posed this position, an indescribable murderous intent and pressure emanated from him. Compared with his decadent and negative appearance before, he seemed to have become a different person.

"Brother Jun is careful!"

Mojie realized something was wrong immediately.

But while he reminded him, Abe had already taken a step forward, turning into a shadow and slashed Zhang Jun with a "stick" on his head.

This stick is already at its peak in Mojie's eyes, not to mention Zhang Jun, it is difficult for him to avoid it.

And so is the case.

Faced with the stick that was slashing at the beginning, Zhang Juntu had no choice but to use the energy around him to resist.

After a dull "bang", Zhang Jun flew back with the moment the energy around him shattered.

But even so, his forehead was still cut by the qi from the wooden stick, and it looked like there was an eye from a distance.

"Who are you?"

While holding Zhang Jun, Mojie raised his hand to hold the hilt of the long sword around his waist.

"It's still too slow, it's still too slow..."

Abe did not answer Mojie but blamed himself.

"I wasn't ready just now, come back!"

At this time, Zhang Jun next to Mojie stuffed a pill into his mouth. The energy around him surged like a storm. Then he suddenly stepped on the ground and jumped high with a "bang", carrying dozens of fist shadows and punched Abe.

Mojie had already seen that Abe was not an ordinary person, so even though he felt that Zhang Jun was a little reckless, he still drew his sword and stabbed Abe's waist and abdomen like a long rainbow.

"Bang!", "Pong!"

Facing the punch and sword that Zhang Jun and Mojie joined forces, Mojie's face was not at all afraid or panic. His eyes were like a long sword, and he slashed two consecutive swords with lightning speed, shattering the shadow of Zhang Jun on his head, and separated the long sword in Mojie's hand.

If it weren't forcing back at the same time, Mojie and Zhang Jun would have thought that Abe's two swords were as fast as one.

However, this time, Abe did not stop after forcing the two of them back.

He took a deep breath, his feet turned violently, and holding the wooden knife in both hands, he had turned into a twisted afterimage, slashing at Mojie on the left.

“Too fast!”

Mo Jie was shocked.

However, he is worthy of being a disciple of the Sword Saint. Facing Abe's rapid sword, he still drove his body to avoid the sword at a critical moment. When Abe's sword had not stopped, he stabbed a sword at Abe's throat like a dragon swinging his tail.

But just when his sword was less than five inches away from Abe's throat, his dark pupils suddenly opened.

I saw Abe, as if he had expected the position of his sword, and while his body continued to rush towards him, he slightly dodged his sword, and then the wooden knife in his hand slashed towards his waist with a sweeping across the thousand troops.

With a loud "bang", Mojie's protective energy shattered, and his body flew out of the door uncontrollably.

At the same time, Zhang Jun, who saw this scene, raised his fist in his hand and slammed it at Abe regardless of everything.

When Abe faced Zhang Jun's punch, he still did not dodge or avoid it. When his feet turned, his body turned around at an incredible angle. Then the wooden knife in his hand slashed from bottom to top and slashed Zhang Jun's abdomen. The huge force shattered Abe's protective energy, and also caused a huge impact on his internal organs. While a mouthful of blood was gushing out, he also flew out the door like the Mojie before.

Abe, who drove the two out of the hall, still did not stop, and his figure turned into a afterimage and appeared at the gate.

"Brother Jun, go away!"

At this moment, Na Mojie suddenly shouted loudly.

Zhang Jun then found out with a look of surprise that Mojie was already hanging in the air, and his aura suddenly increased. He emitted a terrifying pressure that only monks at the foundation-building stage or above could have. At the same time, a small sword one or two feet long appeared from his chest.

The moment the small flying sword appeared, a destructive and murderous aura spread in front of the Qinglian Zhenwu Pavilion.

"Occursed!"

With another loud shout, Mojie protected the flying sword in his chest with his palms, and poured all the true energy in his body into it.

Zhang Jun only felt that wherever Mojie's flying sword was facing, the entire space began to become distorted.

Facing this sword, Abe's face was not panicked at all, but instead closed his eyes and took a pose of drawing his sword.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time, accompanied by a sword sound, the flying sword in front of Mojie turned into a stream of light and shot towards Abe.

"Abe Liujue and Slash, one move, kill the dragon!"

But the moment the sword light flew out, Abe shouted angrily, and a sword light accompanied by countless sword auras, surging out from behind Abe like a tornado.

"boom!"

After the huge collision sound, Mojie felt that the gaze in front of him, along with the sword light of his flying sword, was cut open by the sword light.

The flying sword also shattered into streams of light and returned to his body.

With a "wow", a mouthful of blood spurted out of Mojie's mouth.

"Mojie!"

Zhang Jun stepped forward and supported him.

"Walk!"

After feeling the horror of Abe in front of him, Mojie did not hesitate at all and endured the pain on his body and turned over.

"I am still alive... I, Abe, is indeed a waste..."

Looking at the backs of the two of them running away, Abe put down the wooden stick in his hand and sighed, and his appearance once again turned back to a decadent and depressed look.

"It seems like I have to scan it again."

He picked up the dustpan, put the broom on, and started cleaning in front of the door again.

It's like everything that just now has never happened.

"Abe!"

"Abe, we're back!"

"Abe see what delicious food we bring to you!"

Before he could sweep a few times, a noise suddenly came from the woods in front of the door.

"A Yu, Brother Aye, Miss Yueyuan, Brother Haoran and Mr. Taibai!!"

Abe said, in the woods ahead, Li Bai Yueyuan and Liu Haoran were carrying a group of demon-slaying masters, some were carrying wine jars in their hands, and some were carrying food boxes in their hands, and they were happily waving at him.

"Kasan, I'm having a pretty good time here."

Abe stood there with a broom and smiled brightly, waving at everyone.

...

Outside Jianmen Pass, there is a dilapidated temple.

After taking some time to regulate his breathing, Mojie finally controlled his injuries.

"Brother Jun..."

But his mood was a little depressed.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jun looked at Mo Jie with concern, "Is the injury worsening again?"

"No." Mojie shook his head, then took a deep breath and said, "I won't go to Daxueling this time."

"Why? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Zhang Jun looked puzzled.

"I can't even beat the Qinglian Zhenwu Pavilion, I'm not willing to give up."

Mojie first shook her head, then raised her head and looked at Zhang Jun, and said with a firm look:

"I want to go into seclusion and die. If I don't fully grasp the master's teachings of my Taoguang Sword, I will never leave the gate."
Chapter completed!