Hearing what she said, Wu Zonglie and the others suddenly felt that there was some truth to it.
Ji Moqing saw that they seemed to believe a little bit, so she struck while the iron was hot and continued: "Now my master and his old man go up to the top of the mountain to get the elixir of life, and when he gets the elixir and comes down to see me, then you will be miserable, so I say , you let me go now, politely kneel down and apologize, and then I can say a few good words for you to save you from death."
Wu Zonglie didn't believe her words at all, and said with a sneer, "Then you are screaming, asking your Master Renhuang to come over and kill us all."
After all, Ji Moqing was still too young, and secretly complained in her heart. Wu Zonglie suffered a loss once, and it seemed that she didn't believe her words at all. It would not be so easy to lie to him again.
Seeing Ji Moqing's eyes, Wu Zonglie knew that what he was thinking was right, and proud of himself, he said with a smile: "Don't say that the Emperor is impossible to be here, even if he is really here, I will definitely tell him to come and go, okay Knowing how powerful my Martial Demon is, maybe you two, master and apprentice, will kneel down together and beg for mercy."
Wu Zonglie said this, of course, to annoy Ji Moqing, so he wasn't really that arrogant.
The people next to him also echoed: "The Emperor defeated Ditian, Master Wumo, you defeat the Emperor again, and a new generation replaces the old one, that is also a good story. It must be very gratifying to think that the Emperor will come."
Zhou Wen listened for a long time on the top of the mountain. At first, he didn't know who the Emperor they were talking about was. He suddenly realized when he heard the last sentence that the Emperor they were talking about was himself.
"When did I become the emperor?" Zhou Wen was a little puzzled, and he was not sure what era it was.
He timed himself when he was trapped, and it felt like more than a hundred years had passed, but looking at these people, it didn't seem like that long had passed.
At this point, Ji Moqing could only hold on, and said calmly: "You are not afraid that my master will destroy your Ertian Feixian Palace under the wrath of my master, so just continue talking."
Wu Zonglie opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly his eyes widened, showing horror.
"Do you know you're afraid now? Let me go, you may have a chance later..." Ji Moqing suddenly felt something was wrong while talking.
Because Wu Zonglie and the others didn't seem to be looking at her, but at the other side of the mountain wall.
Ji Moqing, who was sandwiched by Wu Zonglie, also raised her head and glanced over there, she was startled, and saw a man wearing a mask standing on the protrusion of the mountain wall, looking at himself.
"Who did you say you want to kneel down and beg for mercy?" Zhou Wen asked in a cold voice while wearing a Moon Night Rabbit mask, staring at Wu Zonglie.
Wu Zonglie thought to himself: "How can it be such a coincidence that there has been no news of the Emperor for five years, and Ji Moqing will meet the Emperor's apprentice after catching Ji Moqing? It must be a fake."
In fact, even Ji Moqing herself didn't believe that Zhou Wen standing there was the emperor, and she also knew that such a coincidence couldn't happen.
Turning her mind, Ji Moqing yelled loudly on purpose: "Master Renhuang, come and save me, these bad guys are bullying me."
She thought that Zhou Wen was trying to save her, so he deliberately cooperated with her to pretend to be the emperor, so she immediately continued to cooperate in reverse.
Wu Zonglie looked Zhou Wen up and down and asked, "Your Excellency is really the Emperor?"
"No." Zhou Wen replied.
Hearing what he said, Wu Zonglie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he felt that Zhou Wen was definitely not the Emperor, he still felt a little bit guilty in his heart. After all, this matter was indeed a bit of a coincidence.
Ji Moqing said that Zhou Wen appeared here when the Emperor was here, and the mask on his face looked a lot like the one worn by the Emperor in the video.
"Then you want to stand up for her?" Wu Zonglie asked again.
"No." Zhou Wen shook his head again.
Wu Zonglie and the others couldn't help being stunned, and Ji Moqing was also shocked. She originally thought that Zhou Wen came out to save her, but these two sentences made her stunned immediately.
"Then why are you here?" Wu Zonglie asked with a frown.
"That knife is mine." Zhou Wen pointed to the bamboo knife in Wu Zonglie's hand.
Ji Moqing had an idea, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Master, I really didn't lose your knife on purpose, they snatched it forcibly. The disciple's strength is too weak to keep your old man's knife. I don't regret my death, I don't deserve to be you apprentice of…”
Wu Zonglie and the others looked at Zhou Wen vigilantly. Although they didn't think Zhou Wen was the real Emperor, since he was the master of the saber, he might have something to do with Ji Moqing. Otherwise, why would the saber be in Ji Moqing's hands
"Who are you?" Wu Zonglie stared at Zhou Wen and asked.
Zhou Wen was not in the mood to explain more to them. With his toes on the mountain wall, he flew towards Wu Zonglie, wanting to get the bamboo knife back directly.
When Wu Zonglie and the others saw Zhou Wen approaching, they immediately drew their swords to meet the enemy.
These people all used Tai Dao, and they were double swords. As soon as their sword moves made Zhou Wen feel a little familiar, there was even a faint shadow of a flying fairy in the sky.
But it's not purely the Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky, it's just the shadow of a part of the Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky, and Zhou Wen seems to have some impression of the other part.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Wen remembered where he had seen similar moves.
When he was still studying at Sunset College, Zhou Wen once played games in the stone pavilion of Peony Garden, but he met two people, one old and one young, and the boy insisted on fighting with him.
In the end, the old man also fought with Zhou Wen, and used a very special vitality formula. In the end, not only could he fail to beat Zhou Wen, but he also helped Zhou Wen condense the soul of the Dao formula.
Zhou Wen didn't remember the names of the old and the young, but he still remembered the matter of condensing the soul of life and the conception of dry glory used by the old man at that time.
At that time, the old and the young had seen him use the Flying Immortal, but at that time Zhou Wen's Flying Immortal was not as mature as it is now.
"It's no wonder that the sense of flying immortals in their sword skills is not perfect. It turns out that it was probably because the old man and the young man saw that move and incorporated it into their sword skills..." Zhou Wen probably already Think clearly about the cause and effect.
However, his figure didn't stop, he moved in and out in the light of Wu Zonglie and his group's sabers, and when he retreated, the bamboo saber had already returned to his hand.
Wu Zonglie and the others all changed their complexions drastically, and they became very ugly. Regardless of whether the person in front of them was the Emperor or not, they were all extremely terrifying characters, at least in terms of physical skills, they were beyond their reach.
"We are the disciples of the sword master of Ertian Feixian Palace. May I ask who are you? Why do you want to be our enemy?" Wu Zonglie reported himself.