Chapter Seventy-Five: The Unexpected
Mo Xiaotian looked at Luo Yan indifferently, and said lightly: "I don't have the strength to kill you!
Mo Xiaotian stood up strongly, thinking that after such a long time, they should also go away.
Immediately, he slowly inhaled with one hand, and the scabbard that was thrown aside instantly fell into his hand, and Mo Xiaotian slowly put the broken sword into the scabbard.
Then he took out the mourning stick on his waist and looked at them, and sneered: "If you don't want to be killed, get out of the way!"
Luo Yan looked at the iron rod in his hand, and his eyes suddenly sank, the power of this iron rod had been seen before, and he had never heard of such an artifact in this world, so he unconsciously began to be cautious.
But at this time, Ren Ran rushed forward without fear of death, Mo Xiaotian did not hesitate to activate the mourning stick, and the three or four people in front of him directly lay on the ground and cried bitterly.
Mo Xiaotian didn't dare to face all the mourning sticks at them, he felt that there were masters of the Transformation Stage, in case he took advantage of the gap between himself to activate the mourning sticks and suddenly attacked him, then the game would be completely over.
Luo Yan looked at him with a sneer, "Could it be that you will do this trick, it seems that I still think highly of you." ”
Mo Xiaotian didn't speak, he could save a little effort now.
Luo Yan and the cultivators behind him didn't dare to act rashly, so another stalemate began, and their minds were constantly figuring out.
Mo Xiaotian thought that he should be able to take advantage of this gap to recover his vitality, with his own physique, Mo Xiaotian also thought about using Red Eyes again, but if he used it, he didn't know where to be teleported, so if Zhao Anan became ill at this time, his efforts would be in vain.
But the current situation, even if he recovers his combat strength, he still can't beat a group of them.
And the people led by Luo Yan also began to think about countermeasures, the iron rod in his hand was really weird, if they acted rashly, they would inevitably be the same as the people lying on the ground before.
So Luo Yan and the others began to use secret language to transmit sounds, communicating with each other, and soon they discussed a countermeasure.
Luo Yan looked at him and paused, and then said slowly: "We will make a rule with you!"
Mo Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and said indifferently: "What the hell are you thinking about?"
Luo Yan walked in front of Mo Xiaotian with a smile, squatted down to pick up the sword on the ground, and said lightly: "We won't besiege you, but the premise is that you have to fight with me, and you are not allowed to use the iron rod in your hand in the way of practicing swordsmen, can you?"
Mo Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and looked at him incredulously, "You are also a swordsman?"
Luo Yan nodded slowly, looked at his face and said with a smile: "I saw your move power before, it should probably be about the first grade of the sword soul, I won't embarrass you, and I will also try my strength to be on par with you!"
Mo Xiaotian was silent, he didn't have the Phantom World Sword now, he didn't have the Xuanfu, even if his strength was the same, he didn't have a steady stream of vitality, and he might not be able to beat him, but his agreement was the most suitable one at the moment.
"Okay, I promise you, give me a stick of incense time, you'd better not play tricks!"
Luo Yan said lightly: "Yes." ”
Although Mo Xiaotian was a little skeptical of his words, he could only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.
He simply sat down and began to recover, while still thinking about what to do next.
Tang Yu and his party had already driven the carriage out of this sin town, they could have left here a long time ago, but they were still waiting for Mo Xiaotian.
At this time, Jian Niang poked her head out and said worriedly: "Will something happen to Xiaotian?"
Tang Yu didn't have a bottom in her heart, and didn't answer her question, Jian Niang was a little anxious at this time: "Let me down, I have to wait for Xiaotian!"
Zhou Jian sighed at this time, looked at Jian Niang and said, "Mr. finally let us escape, naturally he won't let us go back, and Mr. is already a sword immortal, so he won't die easily." ”
When Zhou Jian said this, he was also comforting himself, if he died, they would probably feel guilty for the rest of their lives, but they couldn't stop in case they caught up.
Jian Niang was silent for a moment, she angrily lowered the door curtain, looked at Dugu Xi, who was still sitting quietly in the car, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Dugu, your strength is extraordinary, can you save him?"
Duguxi shook his head slowly, "I can't beat them." ”
Jian Niang's face was like ashes when she heard this, could there really be no one to save him?
"So you're here!"
Hearing this, Duguxi's body trembled, and he hurriedly opened the door curtain, and saw several black-clothed people standing in front of the carriage.
Dugu Xi hurriedly lowered the door curtain, looking extremely flustered, Jian Niang was a little puzzled, "Why is Mr. Dugu like this?"
Zhou Jian saw several people in front of him and hurriedly took out the spear in his hand, and cautiously looked at one of the people who took the lead.
"Who are you?"
The person who took the lead looked at him indifferently, "Don't care about your business, hand over the people!"
Zhou Jian thought it was those people from before, and then he was shocked, could it be that Mo Xiaotian had already died in battle?
He was furious and roared: "Think of beauty, eat me a spear!"
"Stop!"
Suddenly a scream came from inside the carriage......
After a stick of incense, Mo Xiaotian had almost rested, then slowly got up and picked up the sword again, looked at Luo Yan standing in front of him and said indifferently: "Let's start!"
Luo Yan looked at him playfully, "Are you sure?"
Mo Xiaotian nodded slowly, drew his sword and stood, and the sword body suddenly turned red.
Seeing this, Luo Yan raised his eyebrows, and also pulled out his sword, and the others stepped back one after another to leave room for them to fight.
They were very excited, even more excited than they had seen the baby girl before, they were a bunch of outlaws themselves, and staying here was nothing more than a delusion that one day they would be able to fly up to nine heavens, or spend the rest of their time here, and they generally had no intention of fighting with each other, but they liked to watch others fight.
Luo Yan looked at him with a smile, he hadn't fought with anyone else for a long time, but this time he was addicted.
"You strike first!"
Mo Xiaotian was also not angry, when he used the swordsmanship to use the footwork that came with this swordsmanship in an instant, a sword shadow fell directly in front of him, Luo Yan was about to gather the sword to block, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, and then saw that the figure in front of him had dissipated, and Mo Xiaotian appeared behind him at this time.
Luo Yan hurriedly dodged, and actually blocked the sword behind him with his backhand, and seeing that the sword missed, Mo Xiaotian hurriedly retreated, keeping a distance from Luo Yan.
Luo Yan turned to look at him with some surprise, "Your body technique is quite special! This sword technique is not according to common sense, dare to ask who created it!"
Mo Xiaotian said lightly: "It's a madman!"
Luo Yan was stunned when he heard this, then looked up to the sky and laughed, and then stared at him, "What a madman, crazy good!"
After speaking, Luo Yan directly handed out a sword to Mo Xiaotian, "You have to take a look at this sword!"
Mo Xiaotian looked at his ordinary sword with one hand, and then his pupils shrank, but he saw that the sword turned into ten thousand swords, but it was somewhat similar to his own Mo Nian swordsmanship.
I saw that the ten thousand sword shadows scattered in an instant, rotating around Mo Xiaotian non-stop, Mo Xiaotian even used Mo Nian's sword technique, one sword turned into ten thousand swords, how many swords he transformed, he had one more sword than him.
The sword shadow continued to collide in the air and then dissipated, until the last sword instantly stabbed at Luo Yan, this sword stabbed straight into Luo Yan's chest, but as soon as it touched it, the sword shadow instantly dissipated.
Mo Xiaotian was taken aback, and couldn't help but say, "How is it possible!"
Luo Yan dusted his chest and said with a smile: "There is nothing impossible in this world, since the sword body is hard, it is better to train yourself into a sword!"
Yang Qingyun had also said this to him before, but he had never seen it, and now he was a long insight.
Without saying anything, he pointed his sword directly at the sky, and then the originally gloomy sky became even more gloomy.
Luo Yan frowned and muttered, "A thunderbolt broke through the clear sky......"
Mo Xiaotian looked at Luo Yan indifferently, and said in a deep voice: "A thunderbolt broke through the clear sky!"
Then a thunderbolt suddenly slashed down from the clouds, directly connecting with the tip of Mo Xiaotian's sword, and in an instant, that lightning turned into a sword, and slowly slashed down towards Luo Yan.
Luo Yan looked at the thunderbolt-like sword body, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but there was no movement, he enjoyed this feeling extremely much.
"The feeling of death, I haven't felt it in a long time!"
Just when the sword shadow was about to touch Luo Yan, suddenly his robe was windless, and he teleported to it in an instant, and the sword shadow slashed directly to the ground, and a ravine appeared on the ground in an instant, and everyone next to him took a breath of cold air when they saw this.
At this time, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, revealing a clear blue sky.
Mo Xiaotian was suddenly a little angry, looked at him and sneered: "You also said that you are only like this, if you don't suddenly recover your strength, you will definitely be wiped out!"
Luo Yan smiled a little bitterly, he was indeed in violation, looking at Mo Xiaotian's angry face, he muttered, "It's really like!"
Mo Xiaotian frowned, he didn't know what he was talking about, so he simply put away his sword and said lightly, "You have already violated the law, I won this battle!"
Luo Yan's eyes widened, smacking his lips and thinking that this tricky temper was also very similar.
Luo Yan then slowly walked in front of him, looked at him with emotion, and then slowly raised his hand to touch his head.
But he was dodged by Mo Xiaotian, Mo Xiaotian was a little puzzled, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"
Luo Yan shook his head slightly, took his hand back, and said, "You are Yang Qingyun's disciple, right?"
Mo Xiaotian was taken aback, how could he know his master's name, "Who are you?"
Luo Yan smiled bitterly, what do you want to say, will he believe it?
"Yang Qingyun is my apprentice!"
When a sentence came out, Mo Xiaotian froze directly, Yang Qingyun had never mentioned his master to him, how could a master suddenly appear at this time.
Seeing Mo Xiaotian's appearance, he was a little embarrassed, he had been here for so many years, it seemed that Yang Qingyun had not mentioned himself to him.
When Mo Xiaotian came to his senses, he suddenly said a little angrily: "Nonsense, the swordsman Shouyuan is limited, why are you still in the world?"
When he said this, before Luo Yan could explain, the people around him began to laugh.
Luo Yan couldn't hold back a smile and said, "Didn't your master tell you that when you come to this town of sin, you can isolate the heavens and ignore your lifespan?"
At this moment, Mo Xiaotian was really a little stunned, he had a fight, and he actually threw out a person, and said that he was his master's master, which was a little incredible.
Mo Xiaotian still didn't believe it, and asked, "Then, how do you prove it?"
Luo Yan smiled bitterly, and then waved one hand, and in an instant, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a thunderbolt directly turned into a sword shadow that was bigger than before, but it was not split, if it was split, I am afraid that all the buildings around here would collapse.
Luo Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Xiaotian and said proudly, "Do you believe it?"
Mo Xiaotian swallowed his saliva in disbelief as he looked at the sword shadow, this sword shadow was a secret technique in Mo Nian's swordsmanship.
At this time, Mo Xiaotian finally believed that he was indeed his master, so he had to nod and collapse a little and said, "Master......"
Mo Xiaotian's voice was very small when he said these two words, but Luo Yan didn't suggest it at all, and his body and mind suddenly felt refreshed.
Immediately, Mo Xiaotian looked at Luo Yan with some confusion and said, "Then what are you doing here?"
Luo Yan patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and didn't answer in a hurry, but said to the cultivators around him who were going to kill him: "Come on, come on, I actually met my apprentice grandson, and brought wine to celebrate!"
Everyone was stunned for a while, and then shouted happily, and after a long time, they were still their own family members.
Luo Yan looked at Mo Xiaotian and said, "Let's go first, let's go into the house and two pots of wine, and I'll talk to you slowly!"
Mo Xiaotian shook his head and said, "No, my friends are still waiting for me in front, I have to go and talk to them first." ”
Luo Yan immediately thought of the carriage before, and said indifferently: "This is simple, I will ask someone to pick them up and drink them together, let's go in first!"
Mo Xiaotian thought about it and had to give up, so Luo Yan pulled him into the house, the table was already full of drinks in the house, Mo Xiaotian smacked his lips, and suddenly became a little greedy.
Seeing this, Luo Yan patted him on the shoulder again, and said with a smile: "It seems that the heirs of our Freedom Peak are all drunkards, hahaha, don't worry about the drink, let go of your belly and drink it openly today!"
Mo Xiaotian nodded excitedly, although he still couldn't accept such an ending in his heart, it was better than being killed!