Qu Feiyan wanted to take Chen Mo to play, he laughed and got up and said:

"Since Xiaoyan'er said that there is something fun, then I will go with you, but if there is danger, you have to hide."

Qu Feiyan happily took out an oil-paper umbrella from the corner and pulled Chen Mo out of the tea house, and under the drizzling rain, the little girl held the umbrella and took Chen Mo to an alley without taboo.

A red lantern was hung in front of the door of a room in the alley, and there was no writing on it, but Chen Mo understood that this was the original sign of the so-called red light district in later generations, this was a spring building, and Qu Feiyan usually hid here.

However, Chen Mo knew that there was an acquaintance here, and he didn't know if it was Ling Hu Chong who should be killed for the time being, healed in the secret room here, followed Qu Feiyan in, and before he sat down in a side room, a rude voice next door shouted loudly:

"You little girl, let you serve the labor, you push me back, didn't Uncle Tian spend money?"

Chen Mo was stunned suddenly, Qu Feiyan hit his back at once, Qu Feiyan rubbed his nose that was hurt by the blow and whispered:

"Brother Chen Mo, what are you doing?"

"Tian Boguang." Chen Mo raised his hand and snorted.

"Who's talking about your uncle?" The person next door asked loudly when he heard Chen Mo's low drink.

Chen Mo's face was overjoyed, and he shouted loudly:

"Tian Boguang, you Y thief, come out and die."

After yelling at Chen Mo to let Qu Feiyan stay in the room, he pulled out his life-killing sword and rushed out of the door to stand in the courtyard, the door next to him opened as soon as it opened, and a young man in his early thirties dressed in a fancy dress rushed out, he looked up and down Chen Mo and said coldly:

"You are a disciple of that sect, and you actually dare to trouble my Uncle Tian, it seems that you really don't want to live."

Chen Mo's life-killing sword pointed at Tian Boguang and said:

"Don't ask me who I am, you thief, today I will avenge those women who were abused by you, I want to see how fast your quick knife can be."

Chen Mo was purely making excuses, when he looked at Xiao Ao, he knew that this Xiao Ao was an era in which skill and martial arts were opposed, especially since the two sects of Huashan Sword Qi fought desperately for Huashan Zhengzong, the division of martial arts and internal qi became extremely obvious.

Tian Boguang is only thirty years, and he has only been practicing for more than twenty years, this guy has been lingering in the land of fireworks for a long time to do dirty things, and there is even less time to practice internal skills, but he is rarely defeated by relying on the thirteen styles of the wind and fast knife in one hand, Chen Mo has defeated Dingyi, but he can't completely choose his current position, so this Tian Boguang is both the person who should be killed and the person who he practiced.

Tian Boguang has been angry these days, and finally found this spring building for fun, but before he could take off his clothes, he was yelled out by Chen Mo, he pulled out a single knife that was only two feet away, and his body flashed like green smoke, and the single knife in his hand appeared in front of Chen Mo's eyes with a flick of his hand.

The strange speed of the knife is as fast as the wind, if others encounter it, they will definitely have palpitations and avoid it, but Chen Mo is also a speed and fast sword, and the speed of the divine movement he cultivated is even faster, just at the moment when Tian Boguang's sword shadow appeared, Chen Mo's body slipped and the life-killing sword technique in his hand quickly stabbed out.

It was the first time Tian Boguang saw someone with such a fast body method, and the sword in his hand was also strange and unpredictable, his body crossed an arc, but the knife in his hand was cut out in a row.

"Dangdang Dang"

The fast knife and the fast sword kept colliding, and the clanging sound made the girls around them so frightened that they quickly closed the door, and as for the guests who came to have fun, they hid in the bed at this time and did not dare to come out.

Chen Mo's swordsmanship was completely offensive and defenseless, more ruthless than Tian Boguang's Tempest Sword Technique, and under the condition that he was using his skills at full strength, a trace of sword qi gradually appeared on the blade.

Tian Boguang and Chen Mo rushed to attack each other for a while, and the knife in his hand only flashed with Dao brilliance, but he didn't know that Chen Mo was attacking him at this time, but the life-killing sword in his hand became more and more weird.

Entering a new realm, Chen Mo's swordsmanship is even more murderous, the tricky and damaged sword tip flickers left and right, it is impossible to guess, Tian Boguang is fast and deadly sword tricks, but his hollowed out body for so many years can gradually not withstand the continuous fierce battles, his eyes grunted, and another rush forced Chen Mo He turned over and jumped onto the wall of the Spring Tower, and said with a smile in his mouth:

"The kid is good at martial arts, but it's a pity that the uncle doesn't accompany him."

Tian Boguang climbed down the wall and ran away, Chen Mo's eyes shrank and he followed the wall and chased after him, Tian Boguang was a lone thief who dominated the light sword technique, but Chen Mo was known as the most powerful god to escape and dodge, but in an instant, the two rushed out of the alley and ran out of the city.

Qu Feiyan poked his head out of the room, pouted and whispered:

"Brother Chen Mo too, he actually chased that bad guy and ignored me, it seems that I still want to go and see where Grandpa Liu has any fun."

Qu Feiyan went out again, but Chen Mo followed Tian Boguang and ran out of the city to the suburbs, originally in the city, neither of them could show their own light body skills, this time Tian Boguang pulled his legs and ran wildly, showing his superb body when he traveled alone.

It's a pity that Chen Mo didn't ignore Tian Boguang at all, the Zixia Gong and the internal strength of the Yijin Sutra in his body were running at full strength, and the gods were like lightning and flint and swept away, Tian Boguang occasionally looked back and saw that Chen Mo was getting closer and closer to him, he gritted his teeth and turned over and jumped up a small hill, turned around and slashed at Chen Mo with a knife.

It is said that Tian Boguang's knife is fast, and there is the sword speed of Dugu Jiujian, and the words of people are the undefeated skills of Dongfang, these three fast are all moves, even if Dugu Jiujian does not have a fixed move, it is also a truth, and it is a reason to win with speed and moves.

Chen Mo will not look down on the tricks, but he will never think that he can completely defeat the enemy with the tricks alone, if he enters a higher martial arts world, the strong internal strength can even ignore the damage of the sword moves of ordinary martial artists, if the internal strength is low, this kind of trick is equivalent to stabbing the opponent in vain.

Only by cultivating both inside and outside, with strong internal force and superb martial arts can defeat the opponent, Chen Mo's internal strength is a little stronger than Tian Boguang, and his cultivation is still relatively powerful, Tian Boguang's moves are three points faster when he counterattacks, but he put away the long sword, and his footsteps rotated in a chain under the rain curtain to avoid Tian Boguang's blade, but his hand showed dozens of attack traces in the rain and fog, and the sword light slapped on Tian Boguang's head with a palm.

"Poof"

After the muffled sound of slapping a watermelon, Chen Mo and Tian Boguang stopped facing each other, and when the tip of the single knife in Tian Boguang's hand was half a foot away from Chen Mo's chest, the back of the knife was grabbed with one hand, and his head was sunken and his eyes looked forward with regret.