Kendo God

"Hiss..."

Even Mo Tian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air now. This feeling of being unable to resist and being crushed to ashes was really... too shocking.

Mo Yunyao was so frightened that she didn't dare to look. Now she knew that there were so many terrifying and powerful people around Tang Tian.

If the demons were compared with them, the gap would be too big.

At this time, Mo Yunyao had to think carefully about whether it was worth it if the demons really fought with Tang Tian and even the entire Jianmen...

You know, judging from what Li Xinghua said just now, even if it was the Holy Temple, as long as they wanted to destroy it, they could destroy it with a backhand!

And the reason why Mo Yunyao believed it was that a strong man like Li Xinghua would basically not say anything big.

After Qi Guanyu was killed, only a space storage ring and the long sword of the primary heavenly weapon were left floating in the void.

"Since you found the real murderer for me, these things are my reward. Take them!"

Li Xinghua got his revenge, but he still felt a little disappointed. After all, even if he avenged his brother, his brother no longer existed.

Even at his level of cultivation, he couldn't revive his brother.

Although he knew that Mo Tian was Tang Tian's clone, he had to act well. Naturally, he couldn't expose Mo Tian's identity because of this incident.

"Thank you for your generous gift, senior!"

Mo Tian bowed and took the two things without hesitation.

"Little girl, I hope you don't say too much about what happened today. But even if you say too much, it doesn't matter, and no one will believe you."

Li Xinghua glanced at Mo Yunyao indifferently. If this woman had no relationship with Tang Tian's clone, he wouldn't mind. He raised his hand to destroy her.

After the voice fell, Li Xinghua's figure disappeared.

As Li Xinghua disappeared, the imprisoned space had returned to normal, and the flying yellow sand around had also returned to normal.

"Huh..."

Mo Yunyao's face was ugly and a little pale.

The old man's eyes just now seemed to be able to see through her heart.

She was indeed prepared to report this matter to her brother Mo Chenwu later.

But after hearing what Li Xinghua said just now, she couldn't help but hesitate.

In fact, it was indeed as Li Xinghua said, no one would believe that there would be such a terrifying existence behind Jianmen.

Especially for such an existence, killing a strong man in the Star Realm is just a matter of waving his hand.

Therefore, after Li Xinghua left, Mo Yunyao planned to conceal this matter, and at most said that she was ambushed by Qi Guanyu, the Supervisor of the Fifth Palace, and then killed by Mo Tian.

As for the appearance of Li Xinghua, there was no point in saying it.

But as a saint of the demon clan, Mo Yunyao was still worried about the future of the demon clan.

But even if he told his brother about this, it would be useless.

Instead, it would only dampen his brother's enthusiasm. The revitalization of the demon clan has always been Mo Chenwu's lifelong goal.

"It was a false alarm."

Mo Tian pretended to be shocked and looked at the space storage ring and the primary heavenly weapon in his hand, feeling as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Brother Tian, ​​let's go!"

After seeing how powerful Li Xinghua was, Mo Yunyao was silent, perhaps worried about the future of the demon clan.

"Okay!"

Mo Tian nodded, took out another flying boat, and left with Mo Yunyao.

Li Xinghua returned to the Sword Master Hall of Jianmen Mountain, while Tang Tian was still meeting with everyone.

It took only a cup of tea.

But Li Xinghua felt relieved, but his eyes were a little disappointed.

Everyone present stared at Li Xinghua closely, but no one dared to say anything.

After all, no matter in terms of identity or strength, no one was qualified.

Tang Tian just used the help of Mo Tian, ​​the true demon clone, to watch the whole process. He couldn't help but sigh.

This kind of thing, even if it was me, I couldn't accept it.

I didn't even dare to think about how it would feel if someone around me died tragically, and I had to track down the murderer for tens of thousands of years, and finally got my revenge.

"Everyone, go and deploy according to what I just said."

Tang Tian waved his hand and signaled everyone to disperse.

In just a moment, only Li Xinghua and Tang Tian were left in the hall.

"Grandpa Li, do you want to drink?"

Tang Tian suddenly took out a jar of wine.

And this jar of wine was Li Xingchun's original Zui Hua Jian.

At this time, it seemed that only a jar of wine could best express the mood at the moment.

"Okay!"

Li Xinghua nodded, as if he had aged many years at this moment.

As a result, Tang Tian's wine bowl sat down in the hall.

Tang Tian also sat down, sitting next to Li Xinghua, and Li Xinghua filled Tang Tian's glass first.

At this time, it was like a younger brother who missed his elder brother, sitting in the hall and drinking with a younger generation.

As Li Xinghua drank, his eyes were filled with turbid tears, and tears flowed down his face.

"Master, when I was alone and helpless, I was really desperate. But one day, my brother stood in front of me and looked at me with a smile on his face. That smile was like the first smile after the ice and snow melted. The sunshine warms my heart.”

Li Xinghua was holding the wine bowl and seemed to be talking to Tang Tian, ​​but also seemed to be reminiscing. As he spoke, he couldn't help crying.

Crying and drinking.

He is naturally familiar with the smell of drunken flowers.

As he drank, it was as if he saw his brother drinking with him.

Li Xinghua has not forgotten that when Li Xingchun brewed Zuihuajian when he was young, he was the first person he looked for.

At that time, Li Xinghua frowned and took his first sip of Zuihuajian under his brother's smiling eyes.

"Brother, it's so hot!"

The young Li Xinghua stuck out his tongue repeatedly, but his brother burst out laughing.

"Brother, this wine is not spicy, it is not strong enough. If it is not strong enough, it will lose the meaning of the drink. Every time you feel spicy, you can taste it carefully, and you will find that there is something deep in this wine. Another feeling.”

Li Xingchun was very patient with him after finally finding his brother.

"Um!"

Li Xinghua nodded in understanding, held the wine bowl, and took another sip.

Li Xinghua was separated from his brother since he was a child. Even if they finally got together, the time was very short.

Even so, that short time has become Li Xinghua's only warm memory, engraved in his soul, and will never be forgotten...

[Author’s digression]: Today’s third update