Ming Xiao Sect has many branches and also many second-generation disciples, but no one can shake Huang Zhuo Guang's position. Apart from the factor of Ming Xiao Lao Zu, Huang Zhuo Guang's powerful personal strength is the most crucial factor.

  Before the upheaval in Xiaoshan, Huang Zhuo had already been hailed as the most outstanding among the younger generation of Xiaoshan, and the reputation of Ming Xiao's heroism also began to spread from then on.

  He was sixteen years old when he condensed his pulse, at an age when many had just completed their foundation. At seventeen, he grasped the sword intent and quickly became a dazzling figure among young cultivators in Xiaoshan Realm. What really brought him to the pinnacle of fame, however, was this catastrophe.

  At that time, the situation was chaotic, and many people rushed to Ming Xiao Sect. At a critical moment, Huang Zhuo Guang stepped forward, beheading twelve people, with a row of bloody heads hanging on the gate of Ming Xiao Sect. This move also immediately intimidated those chaotic cultivators until Ming Xiao Lao Zu returned.

  It can be said that the status of Ming Xiao Sect in Xiaoshan Realm today, half of it is due to Huang Zhuo Guang. This battle also immediately made him notorious throughout Xiaoshan Realm, and established his high position as the second person under the Old Ancestor within the sect.

  Huang Zhuo Guang was overbearing and ruthless in his dealings, but he was not lacking in cunning. The other disciples also had a mixture of respect and fear for him.

  Many people raised their hands, so naturally they needed to make a trial. However, the trial was not about personal strength, but rather who had a deeper understanding of the Water Flowing Fist technique. The cultivators who raised their hands were asked to each release a Water Flowing Fist technique.

  This was no problem for Zuo Mo at all, with a casual "Small Cloud Rain Technique", on the palm of his hand a foot above, a small white cloud floated up and rained down threads of rain. All the threads of rain that landed on Zuo Mo's palm disappeared without a trace.

  This pure and simple water-style technique instantly defeated the vast majority of people.

  Only Zheng Zhong was left. Zuo Mo was somewhat surprised.

  Only then did Zheng Zhong speak up, lightly tapping the jade plaque on his waist. A blue dragon immediately emerged from it, about a foot long, with its entire body covered in shiny blue scales that sparkled with an enchanting luster. It was quite intelligent, and its pair of dragon eyes curiously scanned the surroundings.

  Hiss, Role Beast!

  Zuo Mo was slightly startled, he didn't know what kind of dragon this water dragon belonged to, maybe Shifu's disciple would recognize it. However, without a doubt, no matter what kind of dragon, its rank wouldn't be too low. The blue water dragon flew out and Zuo Mo immediately felt the water element in the air suddenly become much thicker.

  The Water Dragon is born of water and excels at using the Water-type moves.

  The disciple holding the white-toothed sword was somewhat at a loss. Although Zuo Mo's method was only a small spell, it was clear that his skills were not low. And Zheng Zhong's water dragon was also a natural master of controlling water.

  "Two people are coming over." Huang Zhuo Guang's voice sounded at just the right time.

  Zuo Mo's heart skipped a beat, Huang Zhuo Guang's voice wasn't loud, but it had a unique oppressive feeling. He was now considered to be worldly and knowledgeable, but he had never met anyone like Huang Zhuo Guang before. The only person who made Zuo Mo feel somewhat similar was Chang Heng, but the two were different, Huang Zhuo Guang was overbearing, while Chang Heng was ferocious.

  If these two people were to fight each other, it would definitely be a great show, thought Luo Mo to himself.

  He noticed a pale-faced monk in the corner, who was the Lei Hao that Lu Hui said was injured by the silly bird. Lei Hao was actually Zuo Mo's target.

  Two people followed behind a disciple holding a white-toothed sword, and Huang Zhuo Guang flew down from a small mountain peak, saying to his fellow sister beside him: "Tell them, get ready to start."

  Others were forced out of the area.

  "Scram, scram! This has nothing to do with you anymore. Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, anyone still within fifty miles will be sorry I don't recognize people when my flying sword is out!" a vicious Ming Xiao Sect disciple snarled.

  A sudden change has occurred!

  A sword light, like a streak of snow light, swept away towards the yellow bamboo forest!

  Many of Ming Xiao's disciples were shocked and lost their color, the sword light came too suddenly, the snow-like sword light was so bright that it almost made them unable to open their eyes! The dense sword intent was like countless sharp snowflake fragments flying around in all directions.

  Huang Zhuo Guang's junior sister was frightened, her face pale as the snow-bright sword light filled every corner of her vision! A vast expanse of white! The forest-like, bone-chilling intent of the sword took away her will to resist in an instant.

  A tyrannical and extreme sword light suddenly lit up.

  "Haha! I knew you had something up your sleeve!" Huang Zhuo Guang laughed, but his face suddenly turned cold: "But wanting to play tricks on me? You're not qualified."

  Confidence shines through in every word.

  Zheng Zhong's companions launched a simultaneous attack, and the sword lights instantly intertwined horizontally and vertically. These Ming Xiao disciples were no match for Huang Zhuo Guang's strength, and the scene immediately became chaotic.

  Ming Xiao's disciple's miserable cry and panic did not make Huang Zhuo Guang move his eyes half a minute, he stared tightly at Zheng Zhong, coldly smiling: "Oh, it turns out to be San Chong Tian, no wonder you're so bold."

  Zheng Zhong's eyes no longer had a hint of the slight drooping and closing from earlier, as a murderous intent and battle will flashed in his calm gaze.

  Huang Zhuo Guang let out a loud laugh: "Let's go, we're going up." After saying that, he suddenly rose into the air.

  Zheng Zhong also followed closely and flew into the sky without hesitation.

  Left and right, no one paid attention to him. He couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. But this way, he could take care of things himself. He noticed Lei Hao in the distance, panicked and trying to escape.

  Those cultivators who were escorted here originally had grievances against the Mingxia Sect, but they were intimidated by the sect's power and didn't dare to speak out. Now that Zheng Zhong and his group took action, the scene became chaotic again. Liu Gui was skilled at stirring up trouble and intentionally shouted loudly: "Flying Sword! That flying sword! Don't let him escape!"

  As soon as this move was made, it immediately stirred up the hearts of many people. That flying sword, with such a pure killing intent, is absolutely a rare masterpiece among the fourth-grade.

  "Who dares to move? Snatching things from Ming Xiao's sect! You don't want to live!" The disciple shouted with a fierce and stern tone.

  Liu Gui hid in the crowd and shouted: "The brave ones will be killed by being overfed, while the timid ones will starve to death. Who knows who?"

  Everyone thought about it and said yes. In such a chaotic situation, even if you were robbed, you wouldn't know who robbed you. How many good people are left among the surviving cultivators in Xiaoshan Boundary?

  At this moment countless sword lights whizzed and stabbed towards that Ming Xiao disciple.

  Zuo Mo, who had flown far away, was also shocked by the scene and secretly thanked himself for leaving early, otherwise he would have been affected too.

  "You..." The disciple was shocked and angry, but before he could finish speaking, he was chopped into countless pieces by dozens of sword lights that filled the sky, leaving Zuo Mo to feel extremely chilled.

  The crowd suddenly burst into a scramble, and then another chaos. A cultivator quickly snatched the flying sword and turned around to desperately escape. The cultivators who didn't get the flying sword didn't let go of anything else on this disciple's body either.

  The cultivators who didn't grab anything glared with red eyes and quickly shifted their gaze towards the other Ming Xiang disciples.

  They suddenly discovered that after losing the halo of Ming Xiao Sect, these disciples were simply the best fat sheep!

  The scene became even more chaotic and unbearable.

  Zuo Mo flashed a few times and suddenly appeared beside Lei Hao, grabbing him as he was trying to escape.

  Lei Hao was so frightened that he was half dead, his whole body trembling, and he stuttered: "I... I... everything is yours..."

  Zuo Mo furrowed his brow, raised his hand and slapped him a few times to wake him up: "I ask you answer."

  "You...you said!" Lei Hao was stunned and also recovered from his wandering soul state, although he was scared to death, but still managed to say something.

  Zuo Mo suddenly moved his body, his left hand raised and a Yang Severing Fist struck out!

  Splendid!

  Right in the middle of a flying sword!

  A wisp of blue smoke curled up, a clang was heard, and the flying sword fell to the ground.

  Not far away, a sword cultivator groaned and his flying sword was destroyed. His mind was also injured. He looked at Zuo Mo in horror, didn't even dare to pick up the flying sword, and turned around to escape in a panic.

  Zuo Mo didn't chase after them, and this scene fell into the eyes of many people. Suddenly, several cultivators who were originally rushing towards Zuo Mo were frightened and turned to other targets. Lei Hao, who was held in Zuo Mo's hand, swallowed his saliva in terror. Heaven, how did he end up in the hands of such a master?

  "What's with the wound on your body?" Zuo Mo stared at Lei Hao and asked word by word.

  Lei Hao was stared at by Zuo Mo, his heart felt hairy, his originally pale face turned even whiter, he stuttered: "I... I... I encountered a gray thing, I thought it was a treasure, wanted to grab it, but that thing was strange, I touched it and got hurt."

  Zuo Mo's heart was filled with joy, as he had already examined the injuries within Lei Hao's body and found that they were indeed caused by a power outside of the five elements.

  "What happened to that grey shadow later?" Zuo Mo continued to ask.

  "It flew into the secret realm." Lei Hao said honestly.

  "Isn't the entrance of the secret realm closed? How can it fly in?"

  "I... I don't know either."

  Zuo Mo suddenly thought that the entrance of the secret realm required a five-element spell to open, and then thought that the foolish bird was not a five-element attribute at present, but it was not impossible.

  "Where is the entrance to the secret realm?" Zuo Mo asked his final question.

  "There." Lei Hao pointed to a valley not far away.

  Zuo Mo chuckled and said, "You answered correctly." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw him back into the chaotic battlefield, where countless people rushed over immediately.

  Zuo Mo glanced at the two people fighting in the sky, feeling a pang of regret that the timing was not right. If he wasn't in such a hurry to find the Fool Bird, he would have taken advantage of the situation to get rid of Huang Zhuo Guang. Huang Zhuo Guang was the second strongest person in the Ming Xiao Sect, and taking him down would greatly weaken the sect's power.

  He suddenly realized that he had underestimated the strength of the Ming Xiao Sect.

  Huang Zhuo's strength is quite formidable! Zheng Zhong's triple heaven cultivation is actually at a disadvantage, which surprises Zuo Mo greatly.

  Upon seeing Huang Zhuo Guang's sword intent, Zuo Mo suddenly had some understanding. The "Xiao" in the Clear Sky Sect didn't completely relate to the Xiao Earth, but rather referred to the sky.

  It is the Sky Sword!

  The sword's intent is vast and empty, clearly empty without a single thing, yet it makes one feel an irresistible sense of being unable to defend oneself!

  Huang Zhuo Guang's sword light was even brighter, with a hint of warmth, like the sky under the sun. Whether it was his sword light or his movements, Huang Zhuo Guang in mid-air was like a fish in water.

  Zuo Mo sensed something was off about him. He had a faint feeling that Huang Zhi's flying sword and the sky had some kind of inexplicable connection.

  He was shocked beyond words!

  How is it possible?

  Has this guy been practicing since he was in his mother's womb?

  In an instant, Zuo Mo decided to take him down! An enemy like this, if he missed this opportunity, it would be almost impossible to take him down again!

  A diabolical, no, an extremely technical idea emerged from his mind.

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  Tonight I'll drink with friends, tomorrow is free, let's continue.