Feng Qingyang said that when one sword turns into a thousand to a thousand swords, that is the key to a fast sword, but Chen Mo knows that if the sword intent is constantly improved, and the sword is turned into thousands to thousands of swords into one and constantly circulated, such a sword will be an invincible sword move.

The heavy sword is strong but not suitable for Chen Mo, he is not interested in any snake gall, and even the eagle he is not interested in.

Forty-six sword lights are not the kind of sword flowers that others dance, each of his swords has the same lethality, forty-six shots in an instant, there is no strong physical fitness and deep internal strength to reach this, and without the sword intent of Dugu Jiujian, he can't do the level that every sword is traceless;

Chen Mo's attack in forty-six different places can also be varied, and in terms of speed, he can already be said to have surpassed countless absolute powerhouses;

With a little satisfaction, Chen Mo put away his sword and began to move his palm, Tianluo's palm method is also to win with speed, but Chen Mo found that although this palm technique is sharp and fast, it lacks some fierce force, but with speed and strength, it will be slightly lacking, which he can't take into account both speed and strength now.

Tianluo's palm moved, and the dense palm shadows around his body continued to shoot out, and the snowflakes falling in the sky were blocked by his palm force and could not fall, as his body continued to move, soon a huge snowball around him began to be continuously compressed by the palm force.

"Drink."

Chen Mo pushed the snowball into the sky with both palms and rushed up to a height of seven or eight zhang in the air, and when it fell rapidly, Chen Mo's palms snapped together, and the double dragon shot out of the water and aimed at the sky.

"Moan"

Two pale red dragon-shaped true qi soared into the sky, intertwined with each other but not connected, and the snowball collided with each other at a high altitude, and the fiery palm power hit the snowball so that the snowball stopped in the air, like the wonder of the two dragons winning the pearl, but disappeared in an instant, the snowball was evaporated by the scorching palm power, and the palm power also completely disappeared in the snow.

"Brother Mo, your speed and internal strength are stronger." Chen Mo took the credit, and the little dragon girl stepped forward and said with a sweet smile.

Chen Mo smiled and nodded. This is still the result of how much he has not transformed to absorb internal force, and after all the transformations, his speed will at least increase a lot, he and Xiaolongnu returned to the cave, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng are still asleep, and at the same time, a fierce battle is unfolding in Zhongnan Mountain.

Yang Guo rushed back to Zhongnan Mountain because of Ouyang Feng's running around, and went down the mountain after seeing Chen Mo's message to him. But when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he met the Quanzhen Sect and his party who were also about to go down the mountain to Dasheng Pass, and the people who led them were Sun Buer and Hao Datong, who had reckless personalities.

Yang Guo saw Quan Zhen and his party on the street corner and was about to bypass, but was seen by a sharp-eyed little Taoist priest, just when Yang Guo turned around and hurried outside the village, the little Taoist priest whispered to Zhao Zhijing:

"Master, Yang Guo, that kid."

Zhao Zhijing hadn't seen Yang Guo for more than a year, but that incident had been suppressed in his heart, and he and Yin Zhiping didn't dare to go to the ancient tomb to investigate, and they heard from the disciples of the mountain guard that Yang Guo had returned to the mountain a month ago. The two followed to the back mountain, but saw a young man defeat Ouyang Feng, Yin Zhiping, because he knew Ouyang Feng, saw the young man's domineering and fled in fright, but Zhao Zhijing was defeated by Xiaolongnu with a sword;

The two of them pressed this matter in their hearts, but they no longer dared to go to the back mountain to investigate, and at this time, seeing that Yang Guo was alone and willing to let go, his eyes were murderous. Signaling the little Taoist priest to shut up, he slightly bumped Yin Zhiping's shoulder with his shoulder. Signaling the back of Yang Guo, who had already gone away, he looked at Hao Datong and Sun Buji and said loudly:

"Uncle Hao, Uncle Sun, I heard that there are still some days left in the Dasheng Pass Conference, but the Tartars are already gathering around, and the disciple wants to rush to Dasheng Pass with Senior Brother Yin to inquire in advance."

Hao Datong, who led the team, stopped and looked at it. This time, the Quanzhen Sect dispatched dozens of people, but most of them were fourth-generation disciples, and the speed of the journey was indeed not fast, he nodded and looked at Yin Zhiping and asked:

"What do you think of what Zhijing said?"

Yin Zhiping had already risen in his heart when he saw Yang Guo's back, and when he heard Hao Datong ask, he said with a smirk on his face:

"Senior Brother Zhao has a point. Dasheng Pass is at the forefront, and Tartar must have made preparations, so Senior Brother Zhao and I should go and see it first. ”

"In that case, go first."

Hao Datong didn't know the mystery and nodded and said, seeing that the two masters of the three generations of disciples could work together, as one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, he was still satisfied with their unity.

Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping glanced at each other and rushed forward, chasing for a while but not finding any trace of Yang Guo, the two continued to chase all the way in the direction of Yang Guo.

Yang Guo had been cultivating the ancient tomb for all these years, and at this time he was speeding south along a mountain road, and he didn't notice that his two enemies were following the traces he had left behind.

Yang Guo had entered a deep mountain after half a day of galloping, and gradually it was almost dusk, he looked around for a while, and suddenly he saw a gray hare grazing on the hillside.

"Hehe, good luck."

Yang Guo saw the hare scream, and shot at the hare with a flick of his body, and the hare rushed to the ravine when he saw Yang Guo pounce, Yang Guo's body rushed forward quickly, and soon he grabbed the hare and carried its ears to the woods.

Entering the woods, Yang Guo began to look for dry wood to make a fire, and was about to kill the rabbit and skin it for barbecue, when suddenly he stopped his hand and looked into the depths of the woods.

"Hahaha"

A burst of laughter came from the woods, and then Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping appeared in front of Yang Guo separately, Yin Zhiping blocked the depths of the woods to prevent Yang Guo from escaping, but Zhao Zhijing swaggered in from outside with a sword.

"You guys"

Yang Guo saw that the two of them were a little nervous, but the ancient tomb sword technique he learned was a mastery of restraining the true martial arts, even if the martial arts of these two people were good, he was not afraid.

"Little sin obstacle, today we are going to get rid of your rebellion for the sake of Quanzhen." Zhao Zhijing's long sword pointed at Yang Guo and said hatefully.

Yang Guo also pulled out his long sword and said coldly:

"Zhao Zhijing, don't be high-sounding, if you want to kill me, do it, don't be where your mother-in-law is."

Zhao Zhijing hadn't fought with Yang Guo until now, and he didn't know that the ancient tomb restrained Quanzhen's martial arts, and as soon as his long sword appeared on his face, he stabbed Yang Guo's shoulder well point.

Yang Guo smiled at the corner of his mouth, this move is a real trick, more than a dozen changes in one move, it is very difficult for a master to break this move, his long sword moved slightly and raised his hand, but Zhao Zhijing was so frightened that he suddenly retreated, if his sword move continued Yang Guo's long sword just happened to be placed in his throat, it was equivalent to him rushing up to commit suicide. (To be continued......)