Walking all the way through the foot of the mountain, Mu Xiao always turned his head to look at the ancient mountain gate, feeling complicated and confused. Yi Ling behind him was surprisingly quiet, just like Mu Xiao, always watching the mountain gate walking forward.

"Miss Yi Ling, have you ever been in this Taixu Sect?" Mu Xiao laughed casually.

Yi Ling's ponytail corner was gently raised in the wind, and she was radiating a bright color towards the setting sun, but her face showed anger: "Not rare."

A simple sentence made Mu Xiao confused. Looking at Yi Ling who was speeding up his pace, Mu Xiao sighed softly: "I don't care, but I want to go in."

"You two, stop for me!" At this moment, two men carrying big swords shouted at Mu Xiao and Yi Ling in the middle of the mountain road dozens of meters ahead.

Two burly men carrying big swords and walked towards them arrogantly. Yi Ling was a little panicked and turned around and hid behind Mu Xiao: "They are disciples of the Taixu Sect and often go to the town to fight for houses and houses. It seems that they have just returned from the town."

Yi Ling pulled Mu Xiao's tattered clothes and looked nervously at the two men getting closer and closer. Mu Xiao tilted his head and joked: "If I give you to them, will they let me go?"

Yi Ling said angrily as soon as he heard this, "Dare you?"

Mu Xiao was still fearless and his words became even more terrifying: "What are you afraid of? I don't know you, I don't lose anything when I give you to them, right?"

Yi Ling suddenly became angry, and her beautiful eyes glared at Mu Xiao. She was covered in plaster, like a beggar girl who had fallen on the street. Her eyes were almost falling with tears flashing.

What Mu Xiao feared most was that women shed tears, because he didn't know how to comfort him, and he had to stop him before she cried.

"Okay, you're really crying when you're kidding." Mu Xiao said depressedly.

The two Taixu disciples were already very close and almost reached out to see them. The smell of alcohol made their stomachs roll.

"You two, leave the valuable things, burp, don't have money, die!" A disciple with a greasy face revealed his muscles on his shoulders, and a strong smell of alcohol came out as he spoke. The other stood quietly behind and his face was flushed, and sweat slowly left his collarbone.

Mu Xiao smiled and looked at the disciple talking in front of him and said, "This brother has drunk a lot today. Otherwise, we will be exempted from this purchase of the road. Besides, we don't have any money." As soon as Mu Xiao finished speaking, Yi Ling twisted his flesh behind him, feeling heartbroken and painful, making him unable to help but grin and breathe: "What are you doing? Don't force me to sell you."

"Senior brother, the one behind is a woman, hehe!" The disciple behind him reminded him, showing a hungry expression.

The disciple standing in front looked over Mu Xiao and looked directly at Yi Ling, with his tongue tilted the corner of his mouth and stepped forward, his big hand was resting on Mu Xiao's shoulder, trying to push him aside. But Mu Xiao didn't move at all as if he was a rock.

"Oh! Are you looking for death?" the disciple said, kicking Mu Xiao with a strong wind.

Kick!

Without saying a word, Mu Xiao grabbed his big hand very quickly, his feet rose from the ground, and kicked him horizontally, kicking another disciple two meters away. His body rotated like a wheel, and he forced the disciple to the ground. The whole movement was only in an instant.

"You are so brave!" Mu Xiao landed lightly and clapped his hands at the two of them.

"Senior Brother" The thinner disciple ran over and helped the man who fell to the ground up.

The two of them were awake at once. After the fallen disciple was helped up, their eyes burned and their anger was staring at Mu Xiao coldly: "I have a few tricks, no matter what, you two can't pass by here today."

"Is that true? Since that's the case, you can come up with any tricks!" Mu Xiao didn't want to talk too much nonsense. After all, this is the territory of Taixu Sect, and it would be of no benefit to him if he dragged it for too long.

Seeing that the scene in front of him became more and more nervous, Yi Ling approached Mu Xiao and whispered: "Hey, why don't we give me some money and don't cause trouble."

Mu Xiao laughed and said, "You have money."

"Not much." Yi Ling replied awkwardly.

Mu Xiao glanced at the man's wallet, turned his head to Yi Ling and said, "Since we don't have money, then let's ask them for some."

Yi Ling looked surprised. This guy must be crazy. He actually wanted to steal money from the disciples of Taixu Sect?

"Boy, don't be arrogant." The two disciples became even more angry when they heard Mu Xiao and Yi Ling's conversation.

What a joke, as a disciple of the Taixu Sect, I can only collect money. When will it be the turn to be robbed?

The two of them waved their swords at the same time, and they had a tacit understanding of cooperation. However, the strength of the two swordsmen was probably not enough for Mu Xiao to move his muscles and bones. Mu Xiao's long sword was still not pulled out, and he was facing the two with bare hands. Tai Cang's body technique suddenly ran, and the remaining videos overlapped. When the two big swords were cut down, Mu Xiao disappeared from the spot. The next moment, suddenly appeared behind him, and the two palms were pushed out at the same time.

Bang bang

Two muffled sounds came, and the two were shaken to the ground by Mu Xiao. The two palms were just using three-point force, but they also made the internal organs of the two Taixu disciples roll and feel uncomfortable.

"Master, Madam... we admit it, we admit it!" The two panicked, suddenly raised their hands above their heads and offered them two purses high.

Mu Xiao clapped his hands and walked towards the two of them: "I'll say two, it's very dangerous for the little swordsman to do something wrong in the world."

Mu Xiao said as he put away the purse in their hands and threw it at Yi Ling, who was shocked, "Miss Yi Ling, I have already collected it, this is my room fee."

Yi Ling didn't say a word, picked up the purse on the ground, and stared at Mu Xiao in front of him, as if he was completely different from the previous one.

"Master, can we leave?" asked the burly disciple.

Mu Xiao slapped him in the head and said, "Are you stupid? If you want to leave, I'm very embarrassed?"

"I am incredible martial arts. I'm afraid it won't be nice to bully us two swordsmen, right?" Another disciple said with a clue of inspiration.

Mu Xiao grinned and said, "Yi, weren't you bullying us just now? Why did I bully you again?"

Mu Xiao said as he picked up the big knife that fell beside him. When the two saw the situation, they trembled all over and couldn't stand up. Looking at the big knife that was shining against the setting sun in Mu Xiao's hand, fear spread infinitely in his heart, and begging for mercy was endless.

Yi Ling ran to Mu Xiao in panic and said worriedly: "Or let them go and don't cause trouble."

Swish

The big knife suddenly penetrated to the ground, and Mu Xiao's face suddenly became cold: "You can live, but you must answer the questions I asked truthfully, otherwise I will slice you."

"Sure, certain!" The two of them were agitating their eyes and their voices trembled and agreed.

Mu Xiao had a long time ago, and was worried about how to find a disciple of the Taixu Sect to ask about the situation inside. Unexpectedly, these two guys came to the door. It seemed that his luck was not very good. But he didn't know that what happened here was being looked at by his eyes.
Chapter completed!