"That trick quotation is my secret method, and I can't learn it unless I am a disciple of the inner sect, let alone pass it on privately. Nangong Fu explained.

"It turned out to be a secret method, no wonder it's so powerful. Mo Fan sighed, if he hadn't been able to control qi at that time, Nangong Fu's move would have been basically unsolvable.

However, his own qi control technique is not bad, although the primary level is similar to the wind system spell, but it is much simpler and more practical than the wind system spell, according to the news transmitted by the Heavenly Dao before, in the later stage, the qi control technique can play the strongest role, control the world's ten thousand qi, wealth, luck, official qi and so on......

All in all, awesome!

Nangong Fu rejected Mo Fan, and found that the other party's eyes were blank, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile intentionally or unintentionally, as if he had thought of something good.

Nangong Fu: "......"

Qianqiu Daoyou is really not pretentious.

A few minutes later, there was another breath in the distance, it should be the monk who released the void.

Mo Fan and the two of them used their spiritual power to look over, and a bald monk in a light brown simple robe stepped on an equally simple iron sword and flew over.

Mo Fan waved his hand at him, signaling the direction, the bald monk understood, the speed of the flying sword accelerated, and he came to the two of them in a few breaths.

"Shikong Dao...... "Mo Fan is stuck, it's wrong to call Daoyou, and it's a little embarrassing to call a monk and disrespect others."

"Amitabha, it's good to call the little monk Shikong, but Mo Fan?" Shikong nodded, and looked at Nangong Fu again, "Then you are Nangong Fu's fellow Daoist?"

Mo Fan and the others nodded.

"Let's talk about it first. Mo Fan thanked the process for a while, and then said to the two.

Walking into the house, Mo Fan spoke: "Let's talk less politely, tell you the purpose of inviting the two of you." ”

He gave a brief account of what was happening here, plus his own analysis.

"In other words, those two mysterious monks are most likely targeting you. Shikong said: "Then we will wait for the rabbit, the day after tomorrow three to two, as long as the opponent is not a five-grade yuan or above, we still have a chance to win." ”

Nangong Fu nodded, "I'm better at controlling and entanglement, and there is still one day left, I can exercise my spirit and spirit more, and give the greatest help then." ”

"It's the same with the little monk. Shikong said: "The secret method of Buddhism pays attention to Zen, I can improve my sword technique with the help of Zen, although the day is very short, but I can increase some even if I increase some." ”

"Thank you two!" Mo Fan got up, clenched his fists and said, "Then I will help you too." ”

With that, he opened his storage necklace and took out six Taiqing bamboos and purple jade bamboos plus four cups.

"This is Taiqing Bamboo Purple Jade Bamboo?" Nangong Fu read a lot, and was stunned for a moment before recognizing the name of this thing.

"That's right! This is the spiritual thing I helped the two of them increase their strength!" Mo Fan said, the space blade rose again, and after more than a dozen knives, the heads of the twelve beads were cut off by the voucher, and with a move of mental power, the bamboo liquid was divided cup by cup.

After introducing the efficacy, Nangong Fu and the others drank the bamboo liquid and instantly felt the addictive effect.

"It's really a spiritual thing! wonderful!" Nangong Fu opened his eyes, and his dark eyes became brighter.

Shikong also woke up from his intoxication and said: "Amitabha, Mo Fan, thank you for your bamboo liquid, Master has taught me, and if I have received the favor of others, I have to repay him with all my heart, this fight, the little monk will definitely help you with all his might!"

Mo Fan smiled and nodded, Shikong's character is like this, the heart of a child, there is one thing to say, you are good to him, he is better to you.

found a room for the two of them to cultivate, and Mo Fan also stepped into the Temple of Time and began his own cultivation.

......

......

Heavy Axe Strike!Breath Resistant!Space Blade!Space Bomb!Space Compression!

Ten times the flow rate difference, Mo Fan did not rest here and kept fighting with the training puppets, knocking the spirit stone when the muscles were tired, and cultivating the mind to meditate when the spirit was tired, and completely entering his own state.

No way, this opponent is the most stressful on him, if he doesn't take it seriously, I'm afraid he will have to be arrested and sent to death, although he won't die completely, but the feeling of death will still affect him.

Twenty-four hours passed in the real world, and Mo Fan came out of the Temple of Time, and it was more than twelve o'clock in the morning.

He simply rinsed himself, relaxed himself, and then ordered everyone to gather, and once again sent into his own temple of time, as for the peripheral personnel, those who should be disbanded on vacation also left early, and only Mo Fan, Nangong Fu, and Shikong were left in the entire dozens of floors of the building.

"Are you ready?" Mo Fan stood on the roof of the building and asked the two next to him.

Nangong Fu nodded, "After the improvement of the bamboo liquid, my strength has increased a lot, and you can witness it when the time comes." ”

"Me too!" Shikong also said, "In addition to swordsmanship, my illusion can also play a role!"

Mo Fan nodded, "I will act as the main output for a while, Brother Nangong, you are responsible for controlling the entanglement, Brother Shikong, I will hand over the back of Brother Nangong and Nangong to you!"

"Don't worry!" he slapped his chest heavily, in the battle, only the most trusted person can entrust his back.

When Mo Fan said this, he proved that he completely trusted Shikong, which made Shikong's favor for him increase dramatically.

"Brother Shikong, I'm going to trouble you later!" Nangong Fu also said, he is a crispy mage, as long as he is close, he will be properly cool.

This duel is not only for Mo Fan, but also for Nangong Fu and Shikong, without the help of elders, only two trusted friends face the mysterious person whose strength is unknown and his moves are unknown.

Call!

The cold wind blows, giving people a chill.

Shikong and Nangong Fu saw Mo Fan's face change, and the purple gold stick in his hand was taken out, and his eyes were staring downstairs.

"It's coming. Mo Fan said, although there was no breath, Mo Fan's spatial perception told him that there were two figures on the ninety-degree vertical wall, and they were rushing up at a very fast speed.

"Stand back!" Mo Fan said, and the three of them hurriedly walked away from the wall.

Rumble!

The sound of the wall being violently destroyed rang out.

Two stout two-meter-tall men appeared in the dust, dressed in black suits and hats on their heads, showing no features.

"Mo Qianqiu?" a man asked, his voice hoarse and terrifying, like a mouthful of thick phlegm stuck in his throat, neither up nor down.

"It's me, what's the matter?" Mo Fan replied calmly, his hand holding the purple gold stick tighter.

Behind him, Shi Kong took out a black ancient long sword, and Nangong Fu took out a feather fan.

"Gui Gan?" the man laughed a few times, and said in a mocking tone: "Take your head!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them rushed towards Mo Fan and the three of them at a cannonball-like speed.

Fortunately, the three of them had already prepared, Mo Fan first put a space compression, and ten times the gravity directly pressed on them.

(End of chapter)