Hua Jun, who was standing in front of the "Wanxiang Mirror", was bounced away at once, cold sweat was dripping from the corners of his forehead, and he couldn't help gasping for breath, and there was still a strong sense of fear on his pale face.

Even if you are in a fantasy world, you can't face death calmly.

The middle-aged man sighed lightly and said slowly: "The strength is enough, but the combat experience is still lacking, in the early stage of the Solo Casting Realm, you can be patient to find flaws, if you are not injured, in the next process of fighting one against two, you may not suffer heavy losses, but it's a pity that ......"

He spoke earnestly and appropriately, and both Gu Han and the swarthy young man nodded in agreement.

Hua Jun calmed his mind and thought about it carefully, as the middle-aged man said, he was too impatient, so he bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice, my brother has been taught." ”

The middle-aged man was quite satisfied with his modesty and bowed slightly, and then turned to the swarthy young man and said, "Senior Brother Moyan, come now." ”

Mo Yan?

Gu Han's eyes widened, and he shook his head, making sure that he had heard correctly.

Could it really be him?

He looked at the swarthy young man in disbelief.

In "The Ninth World", East Hero, West Monster, South Hou, North King, and Zhongtongtian. And known as the five uniques of the rivers and lakes.

And the northern king at that time, "King Wulie", was named "Moyan".

I don't know if this dark-skinned man is the guy?

Gu Han was a little unsure, he had taken a few photos with the King of the North at the beginning, and it was obviously not the appearance of a swarthy young man.

"Well, there's a TV to watch anyway, we'll find out later!"

Gu Han thought secretly, his spirit was relatively concentrated, and his eyes were fixed on the magnum.

At this time, Mo Yan had already entered the illusion world, and he took out a strangely shaped long knife from the package, the blade was quite long, about four feet, the handle was more than a foot, and there was a strangely shaped scabbard inserted in his waist.

Gu Han's breath stagnated, and he had already determined eight or nine points in his heart.

Beiwang Moyan is very good at using knives, especially Miao knives.

The knife that this "Mo Yan" took out is clearly a special long knife made of a Miao knife, which combines the characteristics of knives and guns, and can be used as both guns and knives, and can be held with one hand and both hands. When the enemy is used, he will toss and turn combos, quickly override, and destroy the knife, and the knife will turn with the person, and the momentum is like a broken bamboo, and the lethality is extremely great.

Moreover, if Gu Han's estimation is correct, this knife should also be able to connect the scabbard and the handle in one place to form a spear knife that is nearly zhang long, and when using marksmanship, the power is not under the spear at all.

In "The Ninth World", there are not many people who use Miao Knife, and even fewer use it well, and Beiwang Moyan is undoubtedly a top master with both swords and guns.

Gu Han thought of this, the test in the Vientiane Mirror had officially begun!

Mo Yan's body is extremely fast, and his footwork is also very strange, as soon as he makes a sharp move, he shows extremely strong strength and extremely high sword skills, and the seven enemies in the first three levels of the peak of the Chu Yuan Realm are all killed with one knife without exception, crushing the past like a withering and decaying.

In the first two levels of the early stage of the Casting Realm, there was still no pressure on him, but after a little delay in the third level, he still succeeded in breaking through the level unscathed, and began to fight with an enemy in the middle stage of the Casting Mirror.

Mo Yan's outstanding performance was expected by Gu Han, the middle-aged man was slightly surprised, and Hua Jun was completely stunned, he didn't expect that this swarthy young man who didn't look amazing would be so strong, he originally thought that the other party was slightly inferior to himself.

Soon, Mo Yan broke two more levels.

However, at this moment, after Mo Yan killed these two mid-stage enemies at an extremely fast speed, an even more surprising scene appeared.

He buckled the handle of the knife and the scabbard, and a long knife of more than nine feet appeared impressively.

For a while, the three of them saw that the guns in the Vientiane mirror were all over the sky, like snow fluttering, pear blossoms dancing all over, and the courage of the four mid-stage enemies of the casting body was all taken away, and only the power to parry remained.

Both offense and defense can be used both far and near, and the most advantageous group battles, and the same is true for the special spear composed of Miao Dao...... Thinking of these characteristics, Gu Han couldn't help but nod secretly, completely confirming Mo Yan's identity in his heart.

can use the Miao knife to such a point, except for Beiwang Moyan, it is difficult for him to think.

After a while, the four casters were defeated one by one in the middle stage, but Mo Yan was still unscathed, and his expression calmly ushered in the next level.

At this moment, ripples flashed in the air, and a white figure appeared out of thin air in the hall, appearing beside Gu Han and the others.

He was about in his early thirties, with a face with sharp edges, a high nose and deep eyes, self-sufficiency, murderous and introverted, with his hands behind him, and his eyes stayed on the Vientiane Realm.

The middle-aged man's face changed sharply, and he hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down and saluted, "Disciple Zhang Qi, I have seen Uncle Chu." ”

Gu Han's pupils shrank, and sure enough, this middle-aged man in white who appeared out of thin air was indeed a master of the Law Phase Period.

Hua Jun also hurriedly followed to greet him, Gu Han followed, Uncle Chu nodded lightly, and said: "A certain party just secretly looked at the world and suddenly felt something, and came here to take a look, Senior Nephew Zhang, who is the surname of this son?" ”

He glanced at the middle-aged man named Zhang Qi, and then turned to Mo Yan in the Vientiane Realm.

"Uncle Hui, this son is a stranger, named Mo Yan." Zhang Qi replied respectfully, they have never understood the surname of the stranger, so most of the time they call him by his first name instead of his name.

"Inhuman?" Uncle Chu carefully looked at the Mo Yan in the mirror, as if he had found a piece of jade worthy of careful carving, and sighed softly: "Yes, the mind is one, the two things and I have forgotten, it is rare that the marksmanship has obtained eight or nine points of sincerity, and you can enter the Tao with a little polishing, I don't know how this knife technique is?" ”

His tone was full of admiration, and his love for talent was obvious.

Hua Jun on the side was dumbfounded when he heard this, and his heart was full of envy, if he could be accepted by this Uncle Chu, he would immediately be promoted from an inner disciple to a personal disciple, and his status would be completely different from then on.

"Not under marksmanship." Zhang Qi replied truthfully.

"Oh? Seriously? ”

This sentence was full of surprise, but it did not come from the mouth of Uncle Chu, as soon as the words fell, everyone saw a long leg suddenly step out of the corner, and then the ripples flashed, and a big man with an eight-foot hid body was revealed, with a leopard's head and eyes, swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, and his appearance was extremely powerful.

He has long hands and long feet, his palms are like a pu fan, extremely wide, carrying a pitch-black treasure knife, and he looked at Zhang Qi with a smile: "Senior nephew Zhang, what you just said, you won't be deceiving me, right?" ”

Seeing this person appear, Uncle Chu raised his eyebrows, faintly displeased, cold sweat trickled out from the corner of Zhang Qi's forehead, and he said in fear: "Uncle Ding said that he laughed, what the disciple just said, there is no half of a lie." ”

"That'll be fine." Senior Uncle Ding clapped his hands and smiled, then turned to Uncle Chu, his face sank: "Chu Heming, this person, you don't want to fight with me!" ”