Forcibly operating spiritual power, breaking through the closed acupoints, for the sake of face, he insisted on it at the risk of damage to his veins. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If I lose to a junior in such a decadence, how can I save face in my hunting group."

"Ahh Mo Chen turned around and sighed, his left foot kicked the ground, the stone slab on the ground shattered, and his figure appeared in the air. "Ha, it's not good for the imp to use the same trick twice." The big knife was lifted and slashed into the air, and the air waves swept through, and Mo Chen in the air did not dodge in the slightest, such as using the phantom Mo Chen to disappear into the air again.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across his cheeks, and a little coldness crossed his neck: "What the hell." Everyone was surprised, and Mo Chen performed again. Touching the red and swollen strip on his neck, Wang Jian knew that if it was a sharp blade, he might have died of anger. Mo Chen once again exerted the power of the Seven Techniques of the Sword God, and the power of its "condensation" was also here, and with the extreme speed, it could create an incredible effect. There was a brief pause in time and space, and when everyone thought that Mo Chen was still in the air, Mo Chen had already jumped down, and took advantage of the situation to dodge two unbearable sword qi.

Mo Chen, who is handsome, has a great physical consumption, not only the speed that does not match his spiritual power and attributes, but also the physical and mental consumption of the Seven Tricks of the Sword God is also very great. Mo Chen was still facing back, panting as he pretended to be handsome, and a slight sweat appeared on his forehead. "I lost." Wang Jian knelt on one knee in front of Mo Chen, "Brother Mo has an extraordinary bearing, and his swordsmanship is amazing, I am willing to make friends with Brother Mo, and this hunting group is all under Brother Mo's orders." “

"Hmm." Mo Chen let out a long breath. If he continued to fight, Mo Chen was not sure that he would be able to defeat him within a few moves.

"That's a big deal." Mo Chen finally eased up and put on a relaxed appearance, "Mo Chen really doesn't dare to be, and he doesn't know the name of the head of the group." ”

"I was in a hurry just now, I didn't have time to introduce it, in Xia Wangjiao, the head of the Liangcheng Hunting Group, the hunting activities here are basically handled by me." There was some pride in his words, after all, even the city lord had to give three points because of this.

The two, who had been at each other just now, were now talking like old friends. "Hahaha, I really don't know each other."

"That's that, Brother Mo has a chance to have a drink?"

"Of course."

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"In that case, does anyone want to try again?" The city lord looked at the others. The chairman who was holding the concubine was suddenly stunned, and let go of the concubine with a smiling and red face.

"Little Brother Mo Chen is really a hero." The chairman arched his hand towards Mo Chen, and said with a smile, "He is not interested in fighting and killing, so he will not mix." ”

"Hahaha, I also admire Shi Yong. "I have also competed with Wang Jian many times, and each time I have fallen a little behind, but Mo Chen has solved it within a few moves, and I don't have to think about it.

walked over to care about Mo Chen's red clothes, and carefully found the slight beads of sweat on Mo Chen's forehead: "It's okay." ”

"It's fine." Mo Chen's breathing was a little rough, and the red clothes couldn't do anything when he approached, but seeing Mo Chen's rapid recovery, he was also relieved.

"In that case, how about Brother Mo Chen have a competition with me?" The change of title can be regarded as another recognition.

Mo Chen also knew some news about the city lord.

His ancestors followed the emperor to fight in all directions, and then returned home to recuperate due to old age. The first emperor died on the battlefield, and the news that the Xiliang Kingdom united with the rebels to attack the imperial capital came, and the old general sold his property and united with the city lords to support the imperial capital. Finally, he not only held the imperial capital, but also launched a large-scale counterattack, forcing the Western Liang Kingdom to retreat to the other side of Beiqiu. And Liangcheng has also become the closest city to the enemy country. The two countries are bounded by the North Hill Desert and this vast forest, and there is an independent city-state on the western coast, where many humans and sea tribes live together, because of the special region, they are not bound by the two countries, and of course, their own strength is also a very important reason. Most of the heroes who turned the tide did not stay in the imperial capital, but only accepted part of the reward and returned to their cities. However, its ancestors volunteered to guard the frontier and came to this dilapidated cool city, and then governed quite prosperously. However, there is a strange phenomenon, its offspring are born with silver hair, and they are all ageless, but most of their lives are half of ordinary people. And the younger generations are all talented, and their attainments in swordsmanship and spiritual power are really amazing, and they have made many military exploits in the empire and even awarded many titles. And the ancestor disappeared as if he were gone, never to be seen again.

Legends are legends, but some people still say that they got some mysterious genetic treasure in Liangcheng.

"Mo Chen also hopes to understand the strength of the city lord."

"Liangcheng City Lord--- Bai Si, please advise."

"Han family--- Mochen, please advise." After the two sides saluted. The castle lord had a slight smile on his face, maybe he hadn't competed with anyone for a long time. The paper fan was closed, and Mo Chen held his sword opposite each other, moving very cautiously.

The paper fan flew out, and the emerald blue spiritual power wrapped the paper fan and pulled it out into a sword-like shape, which seemed to be very soft. Then, when the spiritual power on the paper fan approached, it suddenly began to condense, turning as white as ice.

The ice sword collided with Mo Chen's blade, and a wave of powerful spiritual energy swept around, and the temperature plummeted like a cold realm. The blushing words in the pot were tinged with hoarfrost and withered.

The blade of the ice sword pressed against Mo Chen's blade, and the cold air invaded upward, and the blade was stained with frost white, and Mo Chen felt a piercing chill invade his body from his arm.

"Ahh Mo Chen controlled the fire crystal in his body, releasing the energy inside, and the spiritual power of the fire attribute gushed out like a fire dragon, and the cold qi of the broken body was forced back at once.

"Broken." Flames erupted through the scabbard, enveloping the blade, and the blazing flames encircled the sword like a dragon. The dazzling golden light was shiny and white, and powerful spiritual power swept around him. The ice sword shattered, turning into thousands of fine pieces of snow and falling into the air.

Retracting his spiritual power, the veins in Mo Chen's body were a mess again, and his blood and qi were surging and his whole body was hot. He gasped heavily, and large beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Mo Chen? Mo Chen? The voice of the red cloth echoed in his ears, and Mo Chen, whose will was gradually blurred, regained his senses. When I opened my eyes, it was hard to see the surroundings clearly, and only the voice of a person in red was in my ears.

It seemed that someone tapped on the shoulder, and a spiritual power with a little thorough and cold poured in, wandering in the body without being hindered in the slightest, and suddenly the veins returned to normal, and the hot heart also calmed down.

"Brother Mo Chen's swordsmanship is really amazing." Mo Chen, who was clearly conscious, realized that the city lord had come to his side, his hand still on his shoulder, showing a faint smile. The red cloth was holding Mo Chen's body with a worried face.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm still carrying the heavy responsibility of the Han family." Mo Chen smiled a little, but his body was still a little weak. Hongyi was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say, but holding Mo Chen's hand tighter, and his eyes seemed to be a little moist.

"Princess Xiangbi must have her own reasons for choosing Brother Mo Chen, maybe Brother Mo Chen has a good plan, let's go to the conference hall to plan the extermination plan."

The princess is a little abnormal, a little well-behaved or too quiet, which is very different from the princess in Mo Chen's memory.

"Don't let Hongu down." When the princess passed by Mo Chen and the red-clothed sassafrass side by side, she only left this faint sentence.