"Yang Ming, you are too cunning!"

As soon as Yang Ming jumped out of the ring, he was frantically hammered in the back by Hu Yue's small fist, his skin was rough and thick, and Hu Yue's hand was a little painful. Along with Hu Yue, Lin Ruo was also greeted, and Mo Lin, who had just stood with them, had quietly slipped away.

"What kind of move is your stick?"

Lin Ruo still cared more about Yang Ming's last decisive stick, it was definitely not an ordinary stick, because he had already heard of the Fang family's talisman qi, and it was impossible for Fang Ci to cultivate Vajra Arhat Fist to be broken so easily.

Yang Ming grinned as he carried the stick.

"Hehe, that's something I realized when you were in retreat, condensing your spirit and true qi on the stick, and I have a feeling of becoming one with this Bodhi Ruyi stick. ”

Yang Ming's feeling is very mysterious, I don't know if it was brought by the Bodhi Ruyi stick or the particularity of his true qi.

All in all, the martial arts among the five tigers of Miyun were folded in his hand, and this feeling was still very comfortable.

Not long ago, he felt that he should keep a low profile, but since he met Lao Lu, he has completely lost the word low-key.

first beat He Dong to attract people's attention, and today he won again, this feeling of being in the limelight is really good.

Yang Ming felt that in fact, he was not a person who liked to keep a low profile. Although he understands this truth, how can there be a teenager who does not pursue scenery?

"In the next game, Tianheng Mountain Mo Lin vs. Miyun Banner Mo Tu!"

Old Man Hong's voice was very clear, and Yang Ming heard the old man's voice and looked towards the ring with a stick.

Mo Lin, a disciple of Master Taiyin among the three generations of disciples of Tianheng Mountain, was born in the Mo family of Mo Men, the Mo family's mechanism is famous in the empire, and the Mo family has been in charge of the empire's Xuanji Pavilion for many years, mainly responsible for the design and manufacture of mechanism miscellaneous arts, wooden oxen and flowing horses, crossbow machines and other mechanical equipment.

Opposite Morin was his brother-in-law, Motu.

This Mo Tu is also a well-known powerhouse in Miyun Banner, and his strength is second only to Tang Xin in the younger generation, but his ability on the battlefield is indeed incomparable to Tang Xin.

When the brothers met, the atmosphere was so solemn that there was a sense of fratricide.

"The old rule, don't hurt your life, point to ......"

"Old Man Hong!" Mo Lin's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his body, which looked a little weak, suddenly knelt down on one knee and made a big salute to Master Hong.

"Junior Mo Lin, I am willing to sign the life and death certificate, and I will fight with Mo Tu with all my strength today until the death is decided!"

"What?"

"What the hell?"

"Is this kid looking for death?"

As soon as Mo Lin said this, Old Man Hong was stunned at first, and then turned his eyes to Mo Tu, who nodded nonchalantly.

"Although this is your request, I can't agree to this matter, if there is an accident between the two of you, I will still come to the rescue. ”

After saying that, Old Man Hong left the scene, and only the brothers of the Mo family were left on the field at this time.

"Is that what you want me to do?"

"That's right, not only do I want to kill you, but I also want to avenge the cousins who died at your hands!"

Morin's expression was no longer the gloomy look of no energy, and that indifferent gaze was suddenly replaced by bloodshot anger.

Among the three generations of disciples, there were few people with very long hair like Mo Lin, and the cold wind of the winter moon blowing in his face lifted his long hair, and as the true qi began to flow rapidly, Mo Lin had three more discs in his hand.

"What's that? It's kind of weird. ”

Yang Ming naturally had never seen Mo Lin's methods, and whenever his head was full of question marks, Lin Ruo was the best person he asked.

"The foundation of the Mo family's mechanical arts, the soul plate. ”

A lady like Lin Ruo naturally knows much more than ordinary people, and Lin Ruo knew about the soul plate when he was in the Lin family.

A member of the Momen family in the Mo family, he began to practice the technique of mechanism since he was a child, and the most basic and important of them is the operation of this soul plate. A plate is eight inches long, and contains a blade, a potion, a hidden arrow, and other devices.

The operation of the Soul Disc is connected by three long ropes, and the Soul Disc is guided by True Qi to operate the Soul Disc for different attacks. I heard that the highest level of control of the soul disc is the same control of the four discs, which is also the level that the head of the Mo family can achieve today.

At this age, Morin can be considered talented to be able to control three sets.

"It's been so long and you're still so stupid. ”

Motu looked at the dementor disk flying towards him, he didn't look a little panicked, he turned around, directly dodged the attack of the three dementor disks, and pulled out a folding fan from behind him.

"The body is very quintessential!"

Although Daoist Tianheng praised Mo Tu, he was still very worried about Mo Lin's situation at this time. When Master Shangqing took Mo Lin up the mountain, he learned that this child's suffering was due to some rules between the sects, and it was difficult for Tianheng Dao Elder to interfere in the Mo family's housework.

Although Mo Lin stayed in Tianheng Mountain and worshipped Master Taiyin as his teacher, he basically practiced the Mo family's own organ techniques, and did not practice the martial arts of Tianheng Mountain.

"Although Motu is a little more angry, his body and methods are all first-class masters. ”

Adjutant Li has a high opinion of Mo Tu, there is such a thing as anger, which of the young children of the Mo family is not bitter and hateful, and their family tradition is distorted and cruel.

This is all caused by the actions of the contemporary head of the Mo family, and the children of the Mo family are labeled as cruel when they can speak and act.

A few years old, after being forced to memorize their own tricks and exercises, they began to compete cruelly, and the head of the family believed that only cruel competition could allow them to use more and more peculiar ideas in the tricks, so as to sublimate their tricks.

Therefore, the outstanding young people of the Mo family are basically survivors after fratricide, those who fail in the competition, those who lose their lives will lose their lives, and those who survive will become eternal laborers in the Mo family's machine art workshop until they die.

"If you want me to say, the Mo family's Mo Tianxing is just a dog whose brain was gnawed, and he can think of such a crazy way, no wonder most of the dead soldiers in the empire are from the Mo family, and this group of people is better than dead. ”

Lao Lu's words are not rough, Mo Tianxing is indeed a little crazy, but it is this crazy person who has made the empire have more than 300 dead soldiers who are not afraid of death, and let the northern frontier of the empire set up tens of thousands of city defense machines, and his wooden cattle and horses provide a solid guarantee for the empire's grain and grass.

Although he is crazy, he knows that the kingdom is more important than the sky.

Although this sacrificed the happiness of three generations of the Mo family, Mo Tianxing himself said that even if he went to the eighteenth layer of hell, he would have no regrets.

When hundreds of thousands and millions of barbarians in northern Xinjiang went south, the tens of thousands of soldiers stationed on the city tower were the best support for the soldiers on the border.

The happiness of three generations of his Mo family is exchanged for the lives of hundreds of thousands of border soldiers, and he Mo Tianxing feels that it is worth it.

"Stupid, you're still using a low-level thing like a dementor disk, let me teach you what a trick is!"

The folding fan in Motu's hand is unfolded, and it is a color like a peacock opening the screen, full of colors, from red to purple.

He opened the folding fan, but a true qi was punched into the folding fan by him, and from the red folding fan page, a fierce tongue of fire flew out, along with this tongue of fire, Motu threw out three flying knives with his other hand, and the flying knives accompanied by the tongue of fire There was a violent sound of breaking the air in the air.

Merlin hurriedly pulled the dementor disk back, and when the dementor disk touched the throwing knife thrown by Motu, the flying knife turned into thousands of iron needles, and those iron needles glowed as red as blood under the scorching tongue of fire.

"The Red Sand Forest!"

Lin Ruo blurted out, this poisonous poison will be immersed in the steel needle after being burned by the flames, the structure of these three flying knives is very ingenious, its shell is crisp, after being impacted, the shell will be completely shattered, and the iron needle inside will be combined with the poison.

With the temperature of the tongue of fire, the poison is completely immersed in the iron needle, this dense iron needle will be poisoned as long as it is touched a little, although the dose is not large, but the poison of the red sand will directly anesthetize the person.

The poison of murder shall not be burned. This intoxicating poison can also produce a strong burning sensation after being burned, and the high temperature can allow the iron needles to better soak into the skin.

Seeing this, Mo Lin hurriedly opened a package hidden on the wall of his hand, which was a small shield, and after giving up the operation of the soul plate, he quickly injected his true qi into this small shield, and a layer of golden true qi shield opened out from in front of him.

The shield completely protected Mo Lin's body, blocking tens of thousands of flying needles directly in front, and some flying needles flew directly under the ring. Old Man Hong made a timely move to block the flying needle, and Yang Ming curiously picked up a flying needle that fell to the ground.

"Wow, it's hot!"

The red-hot flying needle directly burned Yang Ming's hand, and he hurriedly blew it, this flying needle was forged very finely, and it should be able to pierce the skin with a slight prick.

"It's too poisonous!"

Yang Ming was suddenly frightened, and directly threw the flying needle on the ground, at this time he had already put the Mo family Momen in a position that he could never provoke.

Seeing that Mo Lin had resisted the attack of the flying needle, Mo Tu immediately rushed towards Mo Lin, and the yellow light of the peacock fan immediately shone, and a layer of golden blade-like sharp knives appeared on the edge of the fan blades, stabbing at Mo Lin's True Qi Shield.

The sharp knife easily pierced Merlin's shield and stabbed Merlin in the eye.

The Mo family's mechanism technique has a method specially used to break the True Qi shield, and this method is very simple, which is to use the high-speed True Qi flow to cut the True Qi shield.

The sharp knife looked like an ordinary bayonet, but above the sharp knife there was a very high-speed flow of true qi.

After the sharp knife broke through Morin's shield, it went straight through Morin's eyes.

"Boom!"

There was a harsh sound of metal contact, and Mo Lin took out a metal rod shaped like a rolling pin out of nowhere, and blocked the sharp knife stiffly, and the true qi on the knife was still cutting the plating of the metal rod, but there was no response.

Morin's other hand, an identical metal rod, was pounding on the ground of the ring.

"Look! What's that?"

As the sound of Mo Lin's knocking gradually increased, in the sky, two flying shadows flew towards the ring rapidly.

"Flying tricks!"

Lu Cheng, who was in the stands, suddenly became energetic from a state of collapse, he still knew enough about the Mo family's Mo Men, as far as he knew, even the old madman Mo Tianxing was not able to do anything that could fly.

At this time, on the stage, Morin was echoing the two shadows flying in the sky with those two strange metal rods!

"I need to talk to you, old man. ”

"It's useless to talk to me, you have to find your third senior brother. ”

"Hey, then I have to talk to the third senior brother too. Zhang Laosi on the side said, and Lu Cheng looked at Zhang Laosi with a bored expression.

"Don't look at me like that, this kind of talent, it's a good place to come to Zhongzhou Mu, even if you can't be in Miyun Banner, it's okay to go to other banners!"

Lu Cheng was held back by Zhang Laosi, and he really felt uncomfortable thinking about it, Zhang Laosi had been stumbling on him here, which really made Lu Cheng feel very aggrieved.

If you want to recruit Morin, you have to see if Molin is willing.

At this time, on the field, the trap sparrow attacked Motu very quickly, and the beaks of both finches were sharp blades, stabbing towards Motu's body.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Tu retreated directly backwards, and when he retreated, he was still chased by the trap finches, because he freed up a hand, so Mo Lin's sensitivity to operate the trap finches was higher, and the two flying trap finches were like flying knives pulling strings.

Seeing this, Mo Tu no longer hid his strength, and the blue blades of the peacock fan were directly pulled out by him, and after the true qi was injected, it turned into an indigo scroll.

Mo Tuma opened the scroll and slapped it fiercely with his palm full of true qi, and a three-meter-square magic circle spread out around him in an instant.

"Transfer the formation. Mo Tu let out a low sigh, and the true qi in the magic circle was turbulent, and the three fierce tiger trap beasts appeared in the magic circle.

With the appearance of the trap beast, the attack of the trap finch slowed down, and Mo Lin pulled back the trap finch in time, and he didn't dare to act rashly in the face of Motu.

"You can actually make trap birds. Although Motu's breath had stabilized, there was still a slight surprise in his expression.

"Do you regret not killing me in the first place?"

Morin asked, his tone very cold, and a fierce anger and hatred burst out of his heart.

Motu just smiled disdainfully, and did not answer Morin's question, and with a wave of his hand, he used the peacock fan to manipulate the three tiger trap beasts and kill Morin.

Although the trap finch has extremely high speed, this kind of thing is useful for sneak attacks, and if you defend it, it is completely chicken.

But what Motu didn't expect was that when the trap beast just killed Morin, Morin operated a trap finch and stabbed it against the trap beast's claws, and the trap finch was beaten all over the place and a large amount of dust was released.

"It's just an egg hitting a stone. ”

Seeing Morin's suicidal manipulation of the trap, Motu shook his head, and then waved his folding fan and ordered the trap beast to kill Morin.

However, the Trap Beast didn't make any moves.

"Magnet sand"

Motu hesitated for a moment, and then said the name of the dust. However, with so much magnet sand in this trap sparrow, how can it fly so quickly?

He didn't have time to think about it, Mo Lin directly blew up a trap sparrow, and the other trap finch quickly killed Motu, Mo Tu quickly waved the peacock fan, the green and cyan fan blades all flashed, and a burst of green smoke sprayed out from the peacock fan blades.

After Morin's trap sparrow rushed into the smoke, it didn't move.

"Corrosion. Merlin quickly judged the effect of the green smoke, and his trap finch had corroded vital parts when it entered the smoke, but he still had a backhand.

As the trap finch corroded, a large amount of white powder suddenly appeared in the green smoke.

A strong smell of gunpowder spread from the ring.

"Saltpeter!" Motu hurriedly dodged, and Merlin slammed the metal rod, and the ignition device that had been left in the trap in advance was activated instantly.

Rumble!

A huge explosion swept through the ring, and the fluctuations in the air formed a huge wind, and in the midst of this howling wind and sparks, a bright blade suddenly appeared on the metal rod in Morin's hand.

Against the exploding wind and sparks, he rushed towards Motu as fast as he could.

He must stab Motu!

For revenge, in order to let this murderer go to hell.

Morin's speed was not very fast, but in this level of wind, Motu couldn't move his body well, and when he saw that Morin's blade was about to stab Motu's heart, Morin's voice suddenly appeared in his ears like a nightmare.

"Stupid brother. ”

The corners of Motu's mouth hooked into a disdainful smile, and the cyan blades of the peacock fan turned into streamers and wrapped around Morin's hands and feet.

"Tie the fairy rope!"

Among the true qi of the Mo family's cultivation, there is only one move that can be called an offensive means. With True Qi Transformation, it can temporarily restrain the enemy in front of you, although the range is small and not very practical, but when the mechanic is close to someone, this is the best life-saving move.

Morin was restrained, and saw that Motu's fan was about to kill Morin's neck. Around Mo Lin's body, the golden true qi suddenly burst out, and a heavenly true qi that was completely different from the Mo family's true qi burst out from Mo Lin's body.

"This posture is...... Tianqian Creation Fist!"

Lin Ruo in the audience is extremely familiar with the posture, isn't this the signature boxing of Lu Chen, the senior brother of Tianheng Mountain, Tianqian Creation Fist?

"Could it be that Mo Lin is cultivating his own True Qi at the same time as cultivating his Heavenly Dry True Qi?"

"How is it possible, how can a person practice two true qi, Mo Lin is, borrowing. ”

In the face of Yang Ming's question, Lin Ruo gave a reasonable explanation.

Mo Lin should have borrowed Lu Chen's true qi before going on the field, and then he was able to use this true qi to save the day at the time of crisis.

That's right, Mo Lin did borrow Lu Chen's true qi, which is the same reason as Lu Cheng instilled true qi into Yang Ming at the beginning, the only difference is that Mo Lin temporarily sealed this true qi in his metal pole through the magic circle through the means of charging.

This is a surprise, but it is already a violation.

The competition between He Dong and Yang Ming at the beginning was not a formal ring at all, and He Dong beat Hu Yue and used cold poison, which was clearly forbidden in the competition, so it was understandable for Lu Cheng to make some small moves for Yang Ming.

But at this time, in this formal competition, this kind of behavior is nothing more than affecting the rules of the competition, and it stands to reason that Morin has lost at this time.

However, Morin's desire to kill Motu has surpassed the outcome of this match.

Seeing that Mo Lin had decided to kill him, Mo Tu also emitted a hazy halo on the last blade of the peacock fan, and waved it at Mo Lin's head.

"That's it! Maureen loses!"

Old Man Hong's voice was drowned out by the whirring wind, and at this time, he wanted to step forward, but it was too late.

"Try it well, it's not good if you're dead. ”

Just when the two brothers, Motu and Mo Lin, were killed, Lao Lu suddenly appeared on the field, suddenly appeared as if teleporting, and pinched the blades and peacock fans of the two brothers respectively.

"Little Bazi! How did he get there?"

Zhang Laosi looked at Lu Cheng who suddenly appeared, and his heart was full of questions.

"He's hiding so deeply. ”

Major General Chen muttered, and then stopped talking. Daoist Tianheng glanced at him and remained silent.

"I'll go, Lao Lu, your hand is too handsome!"

When Yang Ming sighed in the audience, Lin Ruo also seemed to have found some clues, and at the moment when Lao Lu appeared, she cast an admiring gaze for the first time at this uncle, who was not good-looking and behaved.

Yang Ming didn't know Lao Lu's hand, but she knew.

Lao Lu's level must at least be in the Transformation God Realm.