"Ding......

"Temporary Mission: Discover extraterritorial martial arts, which are not included in the system, kill those who harbor this martial arts, and reward one Tianyuan Creation Pill. ”

Wang Mang's eyes lit up, and he finally understood why Zhao Moqi's kung fu was so weird, listening to the meaning of the system, it was actually extraterritorial martial arts, and it was not included in the system.

But where did Zhao Moqian learn it?

Hum!

Zhao Moqian snorted coldly and reached Wang Mang's ears, but Zhao Moqian saw that Wang Mang was a little distracted, and he was immediately very unhappy.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Zhao Moqian slapped Wang Mang's chest, Wang Mang let the palm fly out directly, and blood flowed out of his mouth for the first time.

This will not work!

Wang Mang shouted in his heart, if he continued to fight like this according to Zhao Moqi's rhythm, not to mention that it would be difficult for him to complete the task and kill Zhao Moqian to obtain extraterritorial martial arts, even if he escaped from Zhao Moqi's hands.

"System, is there any way for me to defeat Zhao Moqi?"

Wang Mang asked the system for help in desperation, and the system also knew that the matter was very important, or that the system would get a lot of benefits from this matter, so it was to answer Wang Mang's question in seconds.

"The extraterritorial kung fu used by Zhao Moqian is the kung fu of the yin, and the host should use the kung fu of the yang to break it, but at present, there is no martial arts of the yang on the host, only the kung fu of the same yin to fight against it. ”

To the yin?

Wang Mang's eyelids moved, looked at the surrounding environment, and suddenly understood, this is similar to Zhao Moqian is now using the kung fu in the Jiuyin Sutra, if he wants to fight with Zhao Moqi, he must either know the kung fu in the Jiuyang Sutra, or he must also know the kung fu of the Jiuyin Sutra, at least similar to the kung fu of the two.

But how can you do such kung fu?

Wang Mang's head was big for a while, but Zhao Moqian didn't give Wang Mang time to think about it, and between his footsteps, he slashed at Wang Mang with a slanted palm.

Wang Mang stretched out his hand to block it, and let Zhao Moqian fly out with a palm.

"Zhao Moqi, this is too fierce!"

"It's not just fierce, it's like taking medicine!"

"I think Zhao Moqi's strength, I'm afraid there is no enemy of him in the entire Nanyang City at present. ”

"I think Your Majesty is a little hanging!"

"We're just standing in line too early?"

"That's no way, just Zhao Moqi's attitude, in his eyes, it's a pile of garbage, useless things, like us, even if we want to mess with Zhao Moqian, it's impossible. ”

"That's what I said, then we can only hope that Your Majesty will be a little more powerful and a little more powerful. ”

The audience from all walks of life in the crowd talked loudly again, and they all expressed their envy for Zhao Moqi, and they were very optimistic about Wang Mang, after all, Wang Mang was also passively beaten on the scene.

Boom!

There was another loud bang, and Wang Mang once again made Zhao Moqian fly out upside down.

Lu Yao looked at the scene in front of him anxiously, and suddenly shouted: "Wang Laoshi, what Zhao Moqian uses is the kung fu of Zhiyin, and the kung fu you are using now is not his opponent, I heard my grandfather say that the kung fu of fighting poison with poison has to be cracked with the kung fu of Zhiyin or the weapon of Zhiyin." ”

After a pause, Lu Yao continued: "Isn't there a sword where we got the evil sword spectrum at that time? That sword should be the evil sword according to my guess, the evil sword spectrum is the kung fu of the yin, and the evil sword is also the artifact of the yin, I know that your swordsmanship is good, why don't you use the evil sword to try the enemy?"

Evil Sword Spectrum?

Everyone present, except for Lu Yuan, who already knew about this matter, the others didn't know, and at this moment, when they heard Lu Yao say that the evil sword was in Wang Mang's hand, they were immediately shocked.

"I'll take it, the sword to ward off evil spirits!"

"That is the world-famous martial arts thousands of years ago, the sword against evil is rampant in the world, and even said that if the Lin family is not a successor, it will become the first family of martial arts!"

"According to legend, the true copy of the sword is in Xinyang City, Your Majesty is from Xinyang, so many things happened in Xinyang City some time ago, and now it seems that there is a problem here!"

"The sword to ward off evil spirits, the invincible kung fu in the world, this time Zhao Moqian is in big trouble!"

Zhao Moqi's face was gloomy, and he only knew that Wang Mang had obtained the sword to ward off evil spirits, so he was furious at that time: "How do you do your intelligence work, why don't you even know such important news?"

"Back to the master, we are really not to blame for this, now the painting boat in Xinyang City doesn't know what is crazy, as if it has completely surrendered to the imperial court, and the water in the entire Xinyang City cannot be splashed, and our hidden piles have lost a lot. A dark shadow exclaimed aggrievedly.

"Damn the painting boat!" Zhao Moqian said hatefully.

A sword to ward off evil spirits?

Wang Mang looked stunned, if it weren't for Lu Yao's reminder, he would have forgotten about it a long time ago, it's not that Wang Mang doesn't look down on this former world's number one martial arts, it's really the eight big characters on the broken version of the evil sword spectrum that have huge lethality, he Wang Mang is a good man, but he doesn't want to be a guy who has no food at a young age.

But what is the situation now, but it is not Wang Mang's turn to choose, in the face of a strong enemy, even if he knows that there is a big pit in front of him, he has to pick it in, not to mention, Wang Mang always feels that the evil sword given to him by the system should not be so pitted!

Kill!

At this moment, Zhao Moqian killed again, and said, "Your Majesty, you can go and die!"

Zhao Moqian shot this time, mercilessly, he had already killed Wang Mang to the death, and the Wang Mang he wanted to fight had no power to parry, or there was no kung fu to change his moves.

Wang Mang also understood Zhao Moqi's thoughts, and he also knew that even if the evil sword could deal with Zhao Moqian, he would have to know how to do it!

Time!

Wang Mang clicked on the system, found the original copy of the evil sword for the first time, saw the learning button, did not click, but asked the system how much time it takes to learn, and the system quickly replied that it takes a minute.

One minute?

Wang Mang scolded, one minute is enough time for Zhao Moqian to kill himself a hundred times!

Wang Mang blocked Zhao Moqi's killing move with one punch, and then punched out again, knocking Zhao Moqian back while he was injured and flew out.

Zhao Moqian followed, and slapped Wang Mang's forehead fiercely with one palm, which was to directly smash Wang Mang's head with one palm.

Wang Mang's eyes flickered, and he instantly felt a deep murderous intent, he knew that if he didn't deal with it in time, he might not be able to avoid Zhao Moqi's killing move.

"Zhao Moqi, look at the move!"

Wang Mang suddenly roared, and at some point in his hand, a cylindrical object appeared, it was the rainstorm pear flower needle, Wang Mang's eyes were cold, and the rainstorm pear flower needle in his hand was activated instantly, and countless silver needles stabbed towards Zhao Moqian fiercely.

Yes!

Zhao Mo's pupils shrank sharply, these silver needles made Zhao Moqian feel countless killing opportunities, he knew very well that if he continued to kill Wang Mang, he might be able to kill Wang Mang, but he himself would be seriously injured or even die under these small silver needles.

Hum!

Zhao Moqian snorted coldly, retracted suddenly, and retreated back, but the rainstorm pear flower needle did not return without blood, it was so easy to dodge.

Yes!

Zhao Moqian screamed, and several silver needles pierced his hand, and in an instant, one of Zhao Moqi's hands that was originally as white as jade became as black as ink.