Mo Yifan had already won ninety-nine opponents in a row, and his strength had also reached the peak of the Jindan Realm, he was not the strongest cultivator, but he had won ninety-nine battles. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Taiyi felt incredible, maybe this was a dream, although it was heart-wrenching to let Liu Taiyi hand over a saint's magic weapon, but if he let himself hand over such a valuable thing to a native monk in the countryside, it would never be allowed, so he had to let Mo Yifan lose, and Mo Yifan could only lose, because I, Liu Taiyi, would not allow him to win.

"Tell Mo Ling that if she wins Mo Yifan, then she will be the next king in black, and the Tianyue Camp of the Demon Realm will also accept her. Liu Taiyi said to the old woman under him.

"Mr. Liu asked me to tell you that if you win against Mo Yifan, you will be the next king in black, and you will also be sent to the Tianyue Camp to practice. The old woman said.

"I am a powerhouse at the peak of the Earth Immortals, although Mo Yifan is good, he is at the level of the first level of the Immortal Realm, and he is not even an immortal. Mo Ling said.

"You're still so proud, but your current strength is at most the initial strength of the Immortal Realm, so you have to let go of your self-esteem, and this is also an opportunity to return to the Demon Realm. ”

"I know, although the Demon Realm is barren, but after all, it is where I was born, no matter what, I will go back to see, if I can return to the Demon Realm, maybe I don't have to be held hostage by Liu Taiyi anymore. Mo Ling said.

Mo Ling left her room with her scimitar, although she disdained to fight with Mo Yifan, but in order to return to the demon world, it was still necessary for her to fight with Mo Yifan.

Mo Yifan looked at the quiet and arrogant woman in black in front of him, the other party should be a few years older than him, and her fighting quality was far beyond herself, she was no longer a master of humanity.

Mo Yifan didn't know how to greet the other party, thought for a moment, and then said: "You are my opponent, then please make a move." ”

Mo Ling didn't speak, and pulled out the half-moon scimitar and attacked Mo Yifan, who raised the black iron sword and fought with the other party.

Mo Yifan used the most basic sword slashing style, and in the face of a short weapon with a simple change and strong offensive power, he could only deal with it with Jian Kejian.

The scimitar is a commonly used weapon of the northern nomads, this woman must have an extremely close relationship with these barbarians, it is said that their practice is still different from the practice of the land of Kyushu, the practice is mainly based on refining the body flow, and at the same time pay attention to the fighting method of strength makes perfect.

Mo Yifan also took his domineering combat methods to the extreme, and he wanted to suppress the opponent in speed and strength.

Mo Ling didn't think too much, since you want to suppress me in speed and strength, then let you see what is the real way of the limit, although you are good, but after all, you are still a little younger.

A trace of pride flashed in Mo Ling's eyes calmly, and the knife in her hand spun quickly, bringing up a cold aura, and Mo Yifan's black iron sword was forced not to retreat.

Mo Yifan didn't expect Mo Ling's movements to be so fast, Mo Yifan's black iron sword kept moving faster, he put the target on Mo Ling's hand holding the knife, and he wanted to force Mo Ling to change his moves.

Mo Ling really changed her moves, but her movements were even more weird, no matter how Mo Yifan made a move, Mo Ling's scimitar attacked Mo Yifan's arm. Mo Yifan reacted extremely quickly and was avoided every time.

Although Mo Yifan didn't get hit, Mo Ling's attack methods were definitely extremely tricky, and Mo Yifan had to say that Mo Ling was a lot stronger than himself.

Mo Yifan's face rose with some anxiety, he was now in a state of being unable to attack.

Mo Yifan considered using the Snow Flower Sword Technique or the Guiyuan Sword Technique to deal with Mo Ling, but they were all rejected instantly, he had powerful sword skills, and the other party, as a master of the Immortal Realm, must also have amazing martial arts.

Mo Yifan definitely used the Mind Chaos Technique, and the ice vitality rippled out from the black iron sword, and then turned into ice snakes to attack Mo Ling's limbs and five organs.

Mo Ling swung her scimitar and quickly slashed in all directions, the ice snake was smashed by the strong knife intent, Mo Ling smiled: "Mo Yifan, if you only know these little tricks, then it's better to admit defeat as soon as possible." ”

Mo Yifan said stubbornly: "You are indeed stronger than me, but I will not admit defeat, if you are strong enough, then defeat me." ”

Mo Ling then said: "Your swordsmanship is not only naïve, but also has no strength, and your speed is also average, so let you see what the real sword path is." ”

Mo Ling slashed at Mo Yifan's sword, and Mo Yifan's sword broke in response, "Similarly, your weapons are also very poor." ”

"Of course, there is no need to fight now, so you have already lost. ”

Mo Ling jumped out of the ring, she wouldn't be happy to win Mo Yifan, because her real strength was close to the master of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

"I hope it won't hit this little guy too hard, otherwise my sister will feel uncomfortable. ”

"I actually lost...... Mo Yifan stepped out of the ring, he forced himself to stay strong, although he lost in the end, his own spirit must not be shaken.

Mo Yifan was a little confused, a little relieved, and even more helpless, "Martial Saint Academy, it seems that my life is not good, I really shouldn't practice, how good it would be to be a good scholar." ”

Mo Yifan got a small jar of Du Kang from the tavern, the tavern owner saw that he was not very old, and he was about to refuse, Mo Yifan said angrily: "You opened a tavern, you should sell it to me, didn't you say that the wine is sold to people who need it." ”

Mo Yifan drank half of the jar in one go, feeling his head rise, "The wine is really strange, it makes me feel an indescribable impulse and excitement, no wonder that guy Li Tong loves it so much." ”

Mo Yifan unconsciously ran to the Kyoto Teaching Workshop, looking at the dancing girls inside, Mo Yifan was a little nervous in his heart, Mo Yifan frowned, and suppressed the instinctive thoughts in his heart.

At this time, a lady dressed in colorful clothes walked out, and when she saw Mo Yifan, who was full of alcohol, she scolded: "Stinky boy, do you know what kind of place this is, it is the priest's workshop, and it is a place to be worshiped by the royal family!"

Mo Yifan grinned and said, "Isn't it just a **** for the emperor to watch, and then sell his color art." ”

Mo Yifan regretted it as soon as he said it, he was a gentleman, no matter how these people were, they couldn't say that, Mo Yifan knew that he was in trouble.

A group of women from the sect department glared at Mo Yifan angrily, and some people scolded in their hearts: "Stinky boy doesn't know whether to live or die, no matter how cheap we are, it's not comparable to a pariah like you!"

All the women shouted and scolded together, and they were about to beat Mo Yifan together, when a woman came out and shouted: "Everyone is not allowed to mess around, I will solve this matter." ”

"Yes, Wang Jiaoxi. Everyone had to dodge away, leaving Mo Yifan and the female official surnamed Wang.

Although Wang Jiaoxi is a singing and dancing teacher in the teaching workshop, he is only seventeen years old, but in this era, he is already an old girl.

Wang Jiaoxi helped Mo Yifan to a small courtyard near his Jiaosifang, Mo Yifan almost vomited her, and Mo Yifan looked at this woman in a daze.

"It's really beautiful, and she deserves to be a woman in the teaching department. Mo Yifan grabbed her chest, and the woman dodged away in surprise.

Wang Jiaoxi said angrily: "Little ghost, you are too much, if you weren't drunk, I would definitely throw you out!"

Seeing that the other party was angry, Mo Yifan finally sobered up, was ashamed, and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Wang Jiaoxi saw that the other party admitted his mistake, and his anger disappeared a little, and said, "Forget it, I'll forgive you." ”

Mo Yifan asked, "What should I call you?"

Wang Jiaoxi smiled: "My name is Wang Lihua, you can call me Sister Wang, or you can call me Sister." ”

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