"What a god is this!"

The steps are full of cows.

He just ran back and forth up and down the mountain, and his Feng junior disciple was accepted by the Evil Emperor to teach peerless martial arts!

The world is turning so fast that I'm going to be thrown out.

Of course, people in this era and this world may still not know that the ground under their feet is round, but this does not prevent them from conveying their thoughts in their own ways at this moment.

"Shari, sand. ”

Leng Fubo swept the floor and circled to the beat.

"Grunt, grunt. ”

The pig emperor replaced the wine with water, with a face of "when the float is white", before he was about to pour the water in the bamboo tube on the ground (in front of Mo Ye's feet) to worship the gods, Mo Xie gave him a kick, so he rolled on the ground with the bamboo tube.

The water in the bamboo tube soaked the hem of his clothes.

"Why don't you do the apprenticeship soon?"

Although there is still some unhappiness in her heart, the second dream knows the strength of the evil emperor - of course, now everyone knows - at this moment the evil emperor expressed his intention to teach Nie Feng the knife technique, where does she not know how to let Nie Feng fight the snake with the stick?

Becoming a disciple of the Evil Emperor may not have any bonus in reputation, and even have a minus point, but it is obviously not a bad thing to have such a powerful master when walking the rivers and lakes, and the most obvious advantage is that when you meet someone who can't be beaten and can't clean up the situation, you can report the name of the Evil Emperor, maybe you can scare one or two.

- Although there are not many people who know the Evil Emperor, even fewer people know how powerful he is.

"Apprentices Meet the Master......"

Where would Nie Feng not understand this, and he would have to "bow down" when he arrived. Mo Ye is not willing, a Lan Xin is so annoying that he doesn't want it, although Nie Feng is an adult, but it is always better to have less trouble. Even though it was possible that he would not enter this world again after the mission world was completed.

"Hey, don't worship me! The old man can't accept you as an apprentice! See the old man's two arms? When the old man's apprentice has to chop his hands! Do you want Ah Meng to find the old man desperately?"

It was a kick that kicked Nie Feng off the ground, Mo Ye used extremely skillful force, Nie Feng bounced back two steps and stood firmly, without a trace of injury on his body.

A word woke up the person in the dream, and when he heard that the apprentice of the evil emperor still had the conditions of this kind of cheating, both the second dream and Nie Feng were frightened into a cold sweat, fortunately, his head did not go down just now, otherwise I am afraid that Nie Feng would have said goodbye to his right-hand man at this moment.

"Oh, Bu Jingyun, did you run back? a little faster than the old man imagined, yes, yes, the cultivator is obviously a cloud palm but can still run so fast, sure enough, the bones are amazing......"

After settling Nie Feng and Second Dream, Mo Ye suddenly squinted his eyes and looked at Bu Jingyun, his expression fell on Bu Jingyun's eyes, as if every pore exuded a dangerous aura.

"No, I'm not! I didn't! I only ran halfway up the mountain and turned back!"

Bu Jingyun felt as if there were two cool breaths hovering on his left and right arms, and he couldn't help but explain again and again in the face of Mo Ye's gaze.

"Why not? Why not? How could the old man be wrong? You obviously ran down the mountain! And you were able to catch the old man's strength before, and you are very talented......"

Mo Xie continued.

Bu Jingyun had already shaken into a sieve of chaff, and Mo Xie guessed that his next move should be to take the courage to say goodbye, and then turn around and run.

"Alright, old ghost! Don't scare the young man! There has never been such a rule in your life and death! Only you know what your two arms are doing! Anyway, it's not for your master to cut off!"

Demolition expert Fei Xue - oh, no, it should be the Pig Emperor who jumped out to dismantle the stage again, this guy with rough skin and thick flesh forgot the pain so quickly after eating Mo Ye's not light and heavy kick, it's really ......

I can't help but want to kick a few more feet!

Mo Ye's two arms, one was cut off by himself, and the other was confiscated by the "Holy Scripture", now that he thinks about the first one, he can't help but cut it, but the second one can be saved. But no matter what, losing two arms is a matter of Mo Xie's hatred, and at this moment the Pig Emperor mentioned it again......

"Oh oh, old ghost! you wait!"

Mo Ye directly kicked the Pig Emperor outside the cave, and everyone could only see the Pig Emperor rolling down the mountain road, cursing all the way. Not long after, a woman's exclamation sounded on the mountainside, but it was the Pig Emperor and Yu Chuchu who collided and rolled in one place.

"Okay, is there anyone else who wants to ask this question?"

Mo Ye looked around, and the people in the cave staggered their eyes one by one, and they didn't dare to touch it.

"Good. Mo Xie said, "Bu Jingyun, you also come here, Dugu Sword Saint is my old man, he has a "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" in my place, I see that you are also a person who understands swords, and the sword in your hand is not bad, as long as you promise to save Dugu Ming when you have the opportunity, I will pass this sword technique to you, how about it?"

"Holy Spirit Sword Technique", the painstaking efforts of the Dugu Sword Saint all his life, and realized that the Dugu Sword Saint of Sword Twenty-three almost single-handedly picked the World Society, how powerful! If there is a chance to learn such a sword technique, I believe that no one in this world will refuse.

But Bu Jingyun hesitated.

It takes time to transform the exercises into strength, and the Evil Emperor is willing to teach Nie Feng the knife technique to make Nie Feng excited to be like that because the Evil Emperor himself is an expert in using knives, and he believes that the Evil Emperor must have the means to make Nie Feng greatly improve in a short period of time.

But this is different for Bu Jingyun, after all, the evil emperor is a knife player, how much does he know about swords?

"Doesn't look bad"?

This is the Evil Emperor's evaluation of the peerless sword?

This is the Evil Emperor's evaluation of his step-by-step shock?

What is this?

Although he had received Dugu Ming's favor, and he felt guilty about the fact that he was ordered by Xiongba to slaughter the Wushuang City, it can be said that rescuing Dugu Ming was completely within his responsibility, and the conditions proposed by Mo Xie were not conditions at all for him. But he was still hesitating.

The Holy Spirit Sword Technique is certainly powerful, which can be seen from the out-of-body appearance of the Dugu Sword Saint Yuanshen, or from the strength of Dugu Ming to fight the male hegemony with the age of a weak crown, but not long ago, Bu Jingyun personally witnessed the strength of another.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Roots"!

The scene of the battle between Nameless and Godless was deeply imprinted in Bu Jingyun's mind.

"Humph!"

Maybe Mo Xie couldn't guess Bu Jingyun's mind in other things, but this matter was excepted.

Mo Xie snorted coldly, and then used his mental power to pull out the swords that Second Dream and Yu Chuchu carried with him, causing them to float on his side as if they were controlled by the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, and at the same time, a strong force was applied to the peerless sword in Bu Jingyun's hand.

"What......?!"

Whether it was the two swords that were trembling and levitating at Mo Xie's side, or the peerless good sword that seemed to be pulling and struggling to fly away from his hands at this moment for an invisible force, both of them gave way and the clouds seemed to return to that night.

"How can you 'return to the sect of ten thousand swords'?......"

The step was shocked, and it was a big surprise, so shocked that he omitted the honorific title of the other party.

"Sword techniques, swordsmanship, and even martial arts in the world should all end up in the same way, do you understand?"

Mo Xie said, and then he floated up his sleeves as if he was worried that the other party didn't understand, and smashed it towards the stone platform with unknown function on the side.

"Poof!"

A corner of the stone platform was directly cut off, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

"Isn't this sleeve of the old man a knife?"

Mo Ye stretched out another foot and stepped down on the ground.

"Whew!"

It was like pouring a pot of boiling water on the ice, and the rocky ground sank down a piece along Mo Ye's feet.

"Isn't this kick a sword, old man?"

Then Mo Xie turned around and pouted his ass in front of everyone.

"Poof~"

The pale yellow gas erupted from the indescribable acupuncture points, and it condensed into the form of a fist and quickly smashed into the pig emperor who slowly appeared at the entrance of the cave with his waist on his back, and at the same time cursed in his mouth.

"Phew!"

The latter rolled down the hill again.

"Isn't this old man's qi a fist?"

Mo Xie turned around, without a trace of shame on his face.

It was as if he couldn't smell the rich, unpleasant smell that lingered in the air.

This sweet potato is really flatulent!