The God of War.

Chapter 280 It turns out to be senior brother

Lin Fei's figure flashed and quickly disappeared from the spot. Then, Mo Tie's sword arrived and pierced through Lin Fei's body with a swish sound.

In fact, Mo Tie had no idea that Lin Fei was no longer there at this time. What he pierced was just Lin Fei's afterimage.

Below the stage, except for the two family heads, no one else saw Lin Fei's movements. So, when they all felt sorry for Lin Fei being stabbed through the body by Mo Tie's sword, the two family heads were worried about Mo Tie.

"This little guy, this body movement, why does he know this body movement formula?" Murong Xue couldn't believe it at all. Lin Fei's body movement formula was almost exactly the same as his master's Flash Step!

"Senior Brother Murong, did you see clearly? Why do his body movements look so familiar!" Mo Tie's eyes were wide open at this time. He couldn't believe that Lin Fei's body movement formula was almost exactly the same as his master's, or even stronger!

Murong Xue shook her head. "I am also wondering where did he get this technique from?"

At this moment on the ring, when Mo Tie was feeling happy that he had stabbed Lin Fei with one sword, he suddenly saw that Lin Fei in front of him suddenly began to dissipate and soon turned into nothingness.

"Danger!" He suddenly felt a chill all over his body, so he immediately turned around and wanted to swing his sword backwards.

At this moment, a voice sounded in his ears.

"Brother Motie, you lost!" As soon as he finished speaking, a knife fell on his shoulder, and the blade made intimate contact with his neck!

Mo Tie only felt his body stiffen and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Clang, the sound of a sword falling to the ground.

With the sound of the sword falling to the ground, the heart of the head of the Mo family suddenly turned cold!

"I lost, I lost just like that! How is it possible!" The head of the Mo family felt mixed emotions at this moment. He was so confident just now, but now he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant and couldn't even raise his head.

The most embarrassed one was Mo Tie. His face was full of frustration at this moment. This could be said to be the darkest moment of his life. If he, Mo Tie, could survive this disaster, perhaps he could reach a higher level. Otherwise, his cultivation career would come to an end.

However, when everyone was astonished, Murong Xue saw another fact that made him unbelievable, that was the knife in Lin Fei's hand.

At first, he was still wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes. However, after he tried every possible way to rule out the problem with his eyes, he looked at the knife in Lin Fei's hand and found that the knife felt more familiar than before.

He walked a few steps to the front of the ring, and in a flash he got on the ring. He smiled and said to Lin Fei: "Little guy, you won, why don't you let go of Mo Tie!"

Lin Fei then removed the knife from Mo Tie and turned his head, "Master Murong, you came to the ring, don't tell me you want to compete with me, you won't just fight the old ones when the younger ones can't beat you!"

The head of the Murong family was stunned, and then he realized that his behavior was a little inappropriate. He could only say awkwardly: "Little guy, you misunderstood. I am not here to compete with you. I am just curious about your knife. So, I want to see the knife in your hand. I wonder if it is okay!"

Lin Fei didn't expect that Murong Xue was not here to compete with him, but when he said that he wanted to see the knife in his hand, he hesitated again, because what if the knife fell into the opponent's hand and could not be returned? Moreover, he could not see through the opponent's cultivation level at all!

"Xiaoyou, can you feel the other party's cultivation level?" Lin Fei communicated with Xiaoyou.

"My lady, I sense a familiar smell, but I'm not sure yet. However, if he wants to see it, just show it to him. It's useless for him to hold me!"

"Okay then, I believe you!"

After Lin Fei finished speaking, he handed the knife to Murong Xue and said, "Since Patriarch Murong wants to see it, then let's take a look!"

Murong Xue took the knife from Lin Fei's hand and saw the eye-catching mark on the handle. Her eyes narrowed immediately and she asked, "Little guy, where did you get this knife?"

Lin Fei noticed something was wrong as soon as he saw Murong Xue's eyes. However, he did not panic. After all, he did not rob or steal the knife. So, he calmly said to Murong Xue, "Could it be that the head of the Murong family is also interested in this knife?"

Murong Xue obviously realized her own mistake and quickly regained her composure and said with a smile: "No, I just think this knife is very familiar, I must have seen it somewhere!"

"Master Murong, you are joking, have you really seen this knife?" Lin Fei was obviously a little unconvinced, but he knew that his master had many disciples in this world, so it was not surprising that someone had seen this knife.

"How could I say such nonsense? This knife of yours should be called the Netherworld Knife. If I remember correctly, this knife should be in Liu Wuqiong's hand. I just don't know why this knife appears in your hand!" Murong Xue deliberately emphasized his tone when talking about Liu Wuqiong. Obviously, he was telling Lin Fei, do you know Liu Wuqiong?

"Could it be that the head of the Murong family knows Liu Wuqiong?" Lin Fei's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this Murong Xue was one of his master's disciples? No way, could there be such a coincidence in the world!

"Master Murong means that you know Liu Wuqiong!" Lin Fei seemed a little nervous. If Murong Xue was really the master's apprentice, then the master of the Mo family would also be the master's apprentice. In other words, including Senior Brother Liu, Lin Fei had already found three of his junior brother's apprentices.

"More than just knowing him, he and I have a deep connection!" Murong Xue said as she cast her gaze towards the head of the Mo family. She looked as if she was thinking about something.

"Okay, little guy, you can tell me your story now. Why is this knife in your hand?" Murong Xue asked Lin Fei again.

"Well, if I say that this was given to me by my master, would you believe it?" Lin Fei said with a slight smile on his face.

"Your master is Liu Wujiu! You said Liu Wujiu is your master!" Murong Xue's face showed unprecedented excitement. He grabbed Lin Fei's hand and said to Lin Fei impatiently: "Tell me quickly, where is your master now, and what did your master say to you?"

Lin Fei was kept in the dark for a moment. He broke free from Murong Xue's hand and said, "Master Murong, what are you doing? Why should I tell you about my master?"

Murong Xue's face turned red with excitement, but even so, he still looked very excited, "Junior Brother Lin, I am your senior brother!"

At this time, Murong Xue pulled Lin Fei over and held him in her arms. It was obvious that Murong Xue valued her fellow apprentice very much.

Since Lin Fei entered this world, he had never been hugged like this by anyone except Tianlin. However, he did not move. He felt Murong Xue's body trembling. Obviously, this hug from Murong Xue was real!

"Master Murong, are you saying that you are my senior brother?" Lin Fei asked seriously in Murong Xue's arms.

"If you are Liu Wujiu's disciple, then you are my junior brother, the youngest junior brother!" Murong Xue finally let Lin Fei out of her arms, then pulled Lin Fei up, jumped off the stage, came to the head of the Mo family, and said to him, "Junior brother Mo, look, who is this!"

Mo Wuxin was at a loss for what to do with Murong Xue's behavior. He looked at Murong Xue with an almost astonished look and said, "Brother Murong, do you feel something is wrong with your body? Come here, let me help you take a look!"

When Murong Xue heard what Mo Wuxin said, a trace of anger flashed across her face, "You are sick, do you know who this Lin Fei is!"

"Isn't this Lin Fei Lin Fei? Could he be Li Fei or Zhang Fei?" asked the head of the Mo family with a confused look on his face.

"Junior Brother Mo, you are wrong. This Lin Fei is our junior brother and Master's last disciple, our twelfth junior brother!" Murong Xue said with a beaming smile on her face.

"What, twelfth apprentice brother, you said he is the master's twelfth disciple!" After hearing Murong Xue's words, Mo Wuxin was also excited. "I only knew that the master accepted a little apprentice, but I didn't expect it to be him!" Mo Wuxin walked around Lin Fei, then shook his head and said, "How is this possible? The master's apprentice, how could the master leave him alone outside, no, no!" Mo Wuxin said while shaking his head.

"I know you won't believe it, so take a look at what this is?" Murong Xue handed Lin Fei's knife to Mo Wuxin. "Take a good look at this knife, is it Master's Netherworld? Also, you can try to communicate with the knife spirit, and you will know if this is real!"

Mo Wuxin took the Netherworld from Murongxue. When he saw the mark on the handle, his eyes instantly became moist. "Why, is this really Master's knife?" Then he quickly turned around and looked at Lin Fei and said, "You are really Liu Wuqiong's apprentice!"

Seeing Mo Wuxin crying, Lin Fei nodded and said, "Yes, my master told me that he has eleven disciples. If you see them in the future, you can show this knife and they will know what to do!" After Lin Fei finished speaking, the Emperor Soul appeared in his hand.

When Murong Xue and Mo Wuxin saw the Emperor Soul, they both collapsed instantly. One of them held the Emperor Soul in one hand, and the other held the Netherworld, and they sobbed and cried.

"Master, where are you now? We all miss you so much!..."

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The behavior of the three must have been seen by others, especially Mo Xi and Mo Tie. When they saw that the head of their family actually shed tears, they knew that things were not as simple as they had imagined.

However, like everyone else, they just watched silently, and no one dared to comment.

After a quarter of an hour, the Murong and Mo family heads finally recovered from their longing for their master. Mo Wuxin immediately shouted to Mo Tie who was standing on the stage: "Mo Tie, come here!"

At this time, Mo Tie, who had recovered from his failure, suddenly heard his father's shout, and immediately jumped down from the ring, then quickly came to his father and said, "Father, I am incompetent, please blame me!"

Unexpectedly, the head of the Mo family did not blame his child. Instead, he pulled Mo Tie over, pointed at Lin Fei and said to Mo Tie: "Son, you haven't met your uncle yet!"

This action made Mo Tie feel a little unbelievable. Could this Lin Fei be my uncle?

"Father, are you mistaken? How could he be my uncle?"

Mo Tie did not kneel down, but asked his father instead.

"Child, that's right, he is your uncle, and the youngest disciple of father and Uncle Murong. Twelfth Junior Brother!"

Looking at the smile on his father's face, Mo Tie had to believe it even if he didn't want to. After all, if only his father confirmed it, it might be wrong. Now, with Uncle Murong's confirmation, it must be correct.

"Mo Tie greets Uncle Lin!" Mo Tie has always been very serious about his work. Since his father said that he is his uncle, then as a nephew, it is natural for him to give him a big gift. Maybe if his uncle is happy, he will even give him a red envelope.

Lin Fei quickly pulled Mo Tie up. He was naturally happy at this moment. Not only did he find his two senior brothers, but he also recognized such a nephew. He took out a storage bag from his pocket and handed it to Mo Tie, saying: "Here, Mo Tie, this is a small gift from your uncle, don't think it's too little!"

Mo Tie happily took the storage bag from Lin Fei's hand, then opened it and took a look. This sight immediately stunned him.

There were five million spirit stones in the storage bag alone, as well as high-level healing pills, Qi Gathering Pills, Boundary Breaking Pills that Lin Fei had personally refined, and some skills that Lin Fei had plundered from the Boundary Protection Alliance, with a total value of no less than 100 million spirit stones.

"Uncle Master, this gift is too heavy. If my father knew that I accepted such a heavy gift from you, he would scold me!" Mo Tie came to his senses and was about to hand the storage bag to Lin Fei.

Lin Fei smiled and said, "It's nothing. Your father won't blame you!" Then, Lin Fei turned his gaze to Mo Wuxin and said, "Senior Brother Mo, don't you think so?"

Mo Wuxin laughed and said, "My son, just go on. Uncle Master's things are your own things. Don't take them seriously!"

"Okay, uncle-master, then I won't be polite!" After Mo Tie said that, he took over Lin Fei's storage bag, and needless to say, he was very happy on his face.

Then there was Mo Xi. Although what Lin Fei gave to Mo Xi was a little less, it still made Mo Xi very happy.

Lin Fei didn't care. He had plenty of spirit stones on him anyway, and he was never short of money.

Everyone present had seen Lin Fei. At this time, Mo Wuxin said to Murong Xue: "Brother Mo Rong, since we have found our junior brother, I suggest that we call those two old guys as well. How about we get drunk for three days!"

"That's great, that's great, I'll arrange it right away!" Murong Xue was about to leave when Mo Wuxin came up and said to her, "Brother Murong, remember to call your wife and your precious children over!"

"Haha, okay, since Junior Brother Mo is so polite, I'll just follow the host's wishes!" Hahahaha! Murong Xue walked out while laughing.

After Murong Xue left, Mo Wuxin pulled Lin Fei to the living room and said happily: "Junior brother, tell me how Master found you and sent you to this continent!"

Lin Fei couldn't expect his senior brother to be so curious, so he had to tell Senior Brother Mo how he was brought out, how he met Liu Wujiu, how he became Liu Wujiu's apprentice, and how he left his master. Finally, Lin Fei also told him how he came to the Three Swords Sect and met Tianlin and Yang Qingqing.

Lin Fei's story made Mo Wuxin laugh sometimes and fly into a rage sometimes. In short, when Lin Fei was happy, Mo Wuxin was even happier, and when Lin Fei was unhappy, Mo Wuxin was even more angry. In this way, the two talked all night until the sun rose the next day.

When Mo Wuxin and Lin Fei walked out of the room happily, a loud laugh was heard outside!