Chapter 50: The Second Encounter

The ink dust didn't break it, but just took advantage of the situation, "Someone abolished martial arts?Who is it?" According to Xi Niang's words, in the past few decades, there is only one martial artist named Bai He in this Chuyang Village, except for me, I don't think this White Crane will do anything to you, could it be that the evil spirit?"

Jian Que smiled faintly and said, "Bai He? there is indeed such a person, but with his cultivation, he can't hurt me, as for the evil spirit, you should be his hand." ”

"Master Jian Shortage, you should know that the real purpose of my coming here today is to learn the truth of the matter from you, not to come here to play dumb riddles with you, whether it is about Chuyang Village or about that evil spirit, please know everything. Mo Chen said in a deep voice, Jian Que seemed to have been deceiving himself, and what he said was still ambiguous, which somewhat aroused Mo Chen's dissatisfaction.

Jian Que could hear the change in Mo Chen's tone, but he immediately laughed: "Very good, young man, I'll just wait for your anger to prove to me that you have the value of getting information from me, otherwise, it will be useless to tell you, but it will harm you in vain." He raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the ink dust.

"So, the sword master still sees me clearly?" Mo Chen looked at the sword short, and with a movement of his mind, the ink sword was unsheathed again.

"I don't look down on you, but look down on you, if I just look down on you, why should I wait for you here for a day, it's just that there are cloves on the side of the battle just now, and I can't give full play, so even if you take advantage of something, you still can't prove to me that you can do it, if you want to get information about the evil spirits from me, if only the level just now is far from enough. Jian Que said with a smile, and at the same time, the sword momentum on his body has been climbing higher and higher, and in a blink of an eye, it actually caused the surrounding hanging iron swords to vibrate at the same time, and countless iron swords were windless and automatic, and the sound of killing sounded faintly between collisions.

Mo Chen's face was solemn, secretly vigilant, the sword in front of him was terrifying, as he said that he had already faced it once when he was outside the door, but from this moment, he really didn't exert his full strength.

Looks like it needs to be done.

"Don't you have a sword?" Jian Que asked with a smile, and at the same time, the iron sword in his hand waved lightly, causing countless sword sounds around him.

"Please!" Mo Chen's ink sword in his hand was horizontal, and he said in a deep voice.

"Okay, crazy enough. Jian Que smiled, and then he shook the iron sword in his hand and pulled a sword flower. "Be careful!"

With a careful sound, the sword was straight and slashed towards Mo Chen, the speed of the sword was not fast, but there was a faint sound of air explosion, obviously the power of this sword was definitely not comparable to before.

"The cold sword is lifeless!" Mo Chen burst into a shout, and the first type of cold sword in the cold prison made another move, this time he no longer had a temptation, and the cold yuan in his body gushed out and poured into the ink sword, and the cold yuan with the cold style actually froze the hanging iron swords around him at the same time, and the sound of the sword roar disappeared suddenly, leaving only the boundless cold air lingering around.

The ink sword carried a powerful cold qi rushing towards his face, and the sword was shining in his eyes, the same sword, different powers, he suddenly understood in his heart that Mo Chen had hidden a lot of strength before.

"Okay!" was another compliment, and the sword that stabbed straight through the sword shook extremely quickly, and in an instant, it seemed to be killing Mo Chen with one and five kills.

One sword turned into five swords, and the power was also increased by five times, only listening to the sound of five clinking sounds, the ink sword was hit five times in a row, causing the original lore sword to become uncontrollable, and instantly deviated from the original target and stabbed straight into the furnace on the side, and then only heard a piercing creaking sound, and the two-person high furnace turned into a void and ice, turning into an ice sculpture standing in the courtyard.

Mo Chen's mind moved, and behind the ink sword pulled out of the rung, followed by a sound of gold and iron clashing, bringing a burst of sparks to splash, Mo Chen's left hand supported the ground, and his body turned away from the place, and at the same time, he removed a lot of huge force from behind him, but his arm was still numb from the shock.

In the first move, the positions of the two were exchanged, and the only other change was that the sword lacked an extra hand to hold the sword.

"Ahem. Jian Que coughed twice, at this time his right hand was frozen like ice, he was completely unconscious, and the sword in his hand had broken, so at the moment when Mo Chen's sword fell short just now, he quickly grabbed another sword with his left hand.

But although he was also holding the sword in his left hand at this moment, the fierce cold qi in his right hand was difficult to suppress, so he could only drop the sword in his left hand and quickly pinched a few acupoints on his right arm to prevent the cold from entering his body, so he had obviously lost his ability to fight.

Seeing this, Mo Chen put away his ink sword, stepped forward and grabbed the sword's right arm, and inhaled the fierce cold qi into his body.

"Ahem, don't fight, don't fight. When the cold completely disappeared, Jian Que coughed a few times again, waved his hand again and again, and then sat back on the stool, looking extremely tired.

"What kind of monster are you, how can you have such a powerful cold qi in your body?" Jian Que rubbed his hands, although the cold qi had been sucked out by the ink dust, his arm still couldn't return to its original state for a while.

"Don't hide it from the sword master, this cold qi is a life-saving means left in my body by the elders of the sect. Mo Chen said lightly, wanting to throw everything to the master again.

"Since it's a means of saving your life, you will use it to fight me?"

"It's not a waste, this sword is not as good as it is just in case. Mo Chen's face was as usual, but he said something that made the sword unbelievable.

"What are you talking about? Is this not as good as what if? Are you the crown prince of the Hanhai Dynasty? or the descendant of the Hidden Heavenly Sect?" Jian Que exclaimed in surprise, just now this sword was enough to hurt an ordinary Ning Yuan powerhouse, but this was actually just "not in case", so he subconsciously thought that Mo Chen was lying to him.

In fact, Mo Chen's sentence is true, just now he has tried his best to use Han Yuan to incorporate the sword move, but because Mo Chen is still in the realm of the ninth layer of the body, even if he has not retained it, the Han Yuan that can be accommodated by the "Cold Sword No Life" is still just the tip of the iceberg.

"Sword master, you're joking, if I'm the crown prince of the Hanhai Dynasty, then I don't have to bother, as long as I live here for a few days, I'm afraid that the entire sea will be overturned by then. Mo Chen said with a smile, what he said was not bad, although the Hanhai Dynasty was not a top power in Beizhou, it could also rank in the middle and upper among the hundred countries, if the prince of such a behemoth disappeared, the entire sea would have to be turned upside down.

As for the Hidden Heavenly Sect, it is even more impossible, the name of the Heavenly Sect is not something that anyone can have, and it can be named the name of the Heavenly Sect, which proves that there is a "Monarch of the Heavenly Sect" in this sect, and the three realms that represent the Monarch of the Heavenly Sect "Knock on the Heavenly Gate, Join the Divine Law, and the Great Pleasure of the Sky" are the legendary realms, as strong as the Hanhai Dynasty, and it is impossible to have such a strong person.

"That's true, but if that's not the case, then where is your master? Sword Shortfall nodded in agreement, but then asked again.

"Ancient Sea Cloud Residence. Mo Chen didn't hide it, and blurted it out directly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Jian Qianfu heard this, he directly exclaimed: "What are you talking about!