Of course, Mo Huasong is not polite, the sixth brother must die, there is no need to live anymore.

"Whoosh. Mo Huasong's fingers flicked, and a qi blade shot directly over, blasting the sixth brother's head.

Lu Kecheng nodded: "Your name is Mo Huasong, right, I will use all my strength to make a move, you take care of yourself." ”

"Yes, come on. Mo Huasong nodded and stood there.

"You don't use weapons?" Lu Kecheng looked at Mo Huasong strangely. "In your hand is a small black knife refined by Master Decepticon, which is said to be very sharp. ”

Mo Huasong shook his head and said, "It's useless, the black sword on your back is already a spiritual weapon, and the little black knife can't handle it." ”

No matter how powerful his alchemy skills were, it would be impossible to refine some scrap iron into weapons that were more powerful than spiritual weapons.

The little black knife can cope with the attack of the magic weapon, and it is already the kind that can be played at a super-level level.

"Can you see the level of the black sword behind me?" Lu Kecheng finally became less calm, and his expression changed a little.

Don't talk about Mo Huasong, even if he is in the cultivation realm, there are not many masters who can tell what kind of weapon the black sword behind him is.

Many people think it's just a piece of dark iron, not even a magic weapon.

Because if it's a magic weapon, at least it has a low-level rune or something.

And his black sword, like an ordinary sword made from a piece of dark iron, was nothing special.

However, only he knew that this was the sword he had sharpened with his own kendo.

It used to be Xuantie, but later it became a magic weapon, and now that his kendo has been promoted, he can also polish the magic weapon into a spiritual weapon again.

The black sword, which could not be seen by a master in the cultivation realm, was actually seen by this young man, how could it not shock Lu Kecheng.

"Come on, see what you can do?" Mo Huasong sneered.

"You really don't use weapons?" Lu Kecheng asked.

"No, I don't. Mo Huasong shook his head.

Lu Kecheng said coldly: "Since that's the case, then I'll do it." I've always used a sword, and I don't care if someone has a weapon or not, and no matter how many of them there are, I always hit with all my might. ”

"Well, you can make a move, I'll let you make three moves" Mo Huasong wanted to see how his sevenfold body refining technique was doing, and whether he could withstand Lu Kecheng's black sword.

Mo Huasong floated lightly and landed in the open space in front of him.

When he fights with Lu Kecheng, he can't hurt others.

The female bodyguards wanted to come over to help Mo Huasong, but he waved his hand and told them not to move.

If Mo Huasong is not mistaken, Lu Kecheng's strength is very strong, and he can kill the grandmaster master with one sword.

"Whoosh. Lu Kecheng didn't say much, the black sword on his body flew up suddenly, and in the flash of light, the blade slashed to Mo Huasong's side.

The lightning-fast speed made the faces of the two female bodyguards change greatly.

Fast, too fast.

If the sword had been against them, they would have fallen to the ground and died.

At the same time, Steward Wu's face changed greatly, he didn't expect that there was such a powerful master in the world, could it be that Lu Kecheng was a master of the grandmaster's martial arts?

"Hmph, Mo Huasong, I think you're dead this time. Steward Wu was a little happy in his heart.

Mo Huasong didn't make a move, but still stood there.

Lu Kecheng's pupils shrank, but he didn't hesitate, and continued to attack Mo Huasong's body.

"Bang. Mo Huasong's chest was hit by a black sword, and there was a sound like thunder.

And Mo Huasong also took more than a dozen steps back before he stabilized his figure.

At this time, Mo Huasong's chest had been punched a small hole, and blood flowed out.

"You, you're just injured?" Lu Kecheng's face became solemn.

He couldn't see Mo Huasong's strength just now, thinking that Mo Huasong was not much stronger.

But now as soon as he made a move, he found that Mo Huasong did not resist, and let him attack, Mo Huasong actually did not die.

Just now, Lu Kecheng thought that Mo Huasong was just taking advantage of his tongue and didn't have much ability.

But he didn't care how much Mo Huasong bragged, he challenged different masters with the goal of cultivating kendo.

No matter whether the opponent's martial arts are high or low, male or female, old or young, he will strike with all his might.

Originally, Lu Kecheng thought that he would kill this arrogant Mo Huasong with a sword, but he didn't expect that Mo Huasong would not die after this sword was struck.

"It's just a small thing. Mo Huasong laughed softly: "Come on, there are two more tricks." ”

As soon as Mo Huasong was lucky, the sevenfold body refining technique covered his body, and the wound that had been injured to the small hole in his chest just now immediately began to recover.

"You are indeed capable. Lu Kecheng sneered, and the black sword in his hand shot again.

It's still like the speed just now, which makes it impossible to see clearly, the black sword has already hit Mo Huasong's body.

However, when Lu Kecheng's black sword hit Mo Huasong's body this time, it only knocked him back a few steps, and his chest did not bleed.

"Come on, come again, Lu Kecheng. Mo Huasong shouted excitedly.

This sevenfold body refining technique is to treat Mo Huasong's body as a piece of iron, and let others desperately temper it.

As long as Mo Huasong can bear it and is not beaten, then the benefits he gets are also very great.

After Mo Huasong took Lu Kecheng's sword just now, his body changed, and his ability to resist pressure was much stronger.

Therefore, Lu Kecheng's same second sword is not too much of a threat to Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong said with a smile: "Lu Kecheng, there is also a third sword, make some effort." ”

"Don't be arrogant. When Lu Kecheng heard Mo Huasong's ridicule, he was so angry that he raised his right hand, and the true qi of his whole body was blessed on the black sword, and he continued to attack Mo Huasong.

"Broken. Mo Huasong promised to let Lu Kecheng make three moves, so he didn't make a move, but he gathered his true qi in his body to break Lu Kecheng's attack.

"Boom. ”

Lu Kecheng felt that his attack this time was not as hearty as just now, and when the black sword landed on Mo Huasong's body, there was a rebound force, and his black sword bounced away.

"Pedal, pedal, pedal. Lu Kecheng stepped back for the first time, and after a few steps, he steadied his footing.

Steward Wu was secretly shocked, oh my God, what kind of strength is Mo Huasong? Could it be the Grandmaster's martial arts?

Even a master like Lu Kecheng, he can make three moves, and he can also use his body to bounce back Lu Kecheng a few steps back.

This kind of terrifying strength was something he had never seen before. Steward Wu clenched his fists, Mo Huasong was even more terrifying than he imagined.

"You, are you doing alchemy?" Lu Kecheng's eyes were full of surprise. "You must not be a worldly person. ”

"Why?" Mo Huasong asked rhetorically.

Lu Kecheng withdrew the black sword into his hand and said coldly: "Because people in the world don't have the ability to do anything like you." ”

Mo Huasong shook his head: "You are too self-righteous, do you think that the earth is very bad? If it is, you should not come here to practice." ”

Lu Kecheng sneered and said, "You don't know the purpose of my coming to the world, that is, I can suppress my own strength, so that when I return to the cultivation realm, my strength will become several times stronger than before, or even ten times." ”