Seeing Mo Qingge compare his swordsmanship with the juggling swordsmanship of the Lingren, Liu Yuanzong couldn't help but be furious, and said with a smile in anger: "It's really brave to dare to insult the swordsmanship of my Mingyue Sword Sect!

"Choking" A long sword chant came out, the long sword came out of the sheath in response, Liu Yuanzong's sword in his hand, following some mysterious and unpredictable trajectory towards Mo Qingge, the sword light like the nine heavens of the moon sprinkled down, rolling up bursts of biting cold wind.

The disciples of the Bright Moon Sword Sect thought that they could not be better than Liu Yuanzong, and they applauded one after another, and the onlookers saw that Liu Yuanzong's sword light was clear and frosty, and the sword wind was cold through the bones, and there was no change in color, and they secretly admired in their hearts: It is worthy of the high foot of the Bright Moon Sword Sect!

"The swordsmanship is flashy and unrealistic, the sword qi is scattered but not gathered, such a swordsmanship is not bad to use to be pleasing to the eye! But if you want to defeat the enemy, there is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away!"

Mo Qingge turned sideways, facing the sharp and imminent sword light, chatting and laughing freely, his right hand was raised calmly, and the five fingers like jade were stretched out, and then the rhythm of heaven and earth turned around.

In an instant, with Mo Qingge's five fingers as the center, the surrounding air collapsed and collapsed inward!

Liu Yuanzong's complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly felt that the space around him was distorted and changing, expanding outward, obviously less than half a zhang away, but it was as far away as thousands of miles, and the masked young man standing leisurely on the opposite side continued to shrink and shrink, and finally turned into a little insignificant.

Time became long in an instant, like a moment, and like ten thousand years, Liu Yuanzong felt that no matter how close he was, he couldn't get close to the masked young man, and at the same time, there were countless strange energies born from the void, differentiating the true qi on the sword, pulling his sword east and west, swaying left and right, completely out of his own control!

However, in the eyes of outsiders, this moment is a different strange scene.

I saw that Liu Yuanzong's sword light was as cold as the moon, and when it was close to the twisted void between Mo Qingge's five fingers, it was like snow meeting the rising sun, and it quickly dissolved, not only the sword light was scattered, but even the sword momentum was difficult to maintain, like the water of the embankment, the catharsis was exhausted, and the long sword in his hand was even more pulling, swaying left and right, full of flaws, and there was no order at all.

Those who have seen the word "trap" stele can't help but widen their eyes at this moment, and they all recognize that the method used by this mask young man is the word "trap" on the stele to duel, and it has quite a bit of style on the stele divine will!

Oh my God! In less than a day, this young man in the mask not only understood part of the essence of the word "trapped", but also was able to skillfully apply it in actual combat...... Could it be that the reincarnation of a demon is really a demon?

Smiling on the side, Ling Chongxiao, who was watching coldly, was also frightened, and he didn't realize that he pulled off a few beards under his chin!

Prior to this, Ling Chongxiao had also heard the rumors about the nomination of the mask youth list, but at that time, he laughed at it, and he was probably a little disappreciative in his heart, in his opinion, narrowly beating Han Wancheng by one move can only be regarded as an outstanding talent, and if he wants to be nominated on the list, it is still a little worse, but now that he sees it with his own eyes, he knows that the rumors are true.

On the other side, the people of the Mingyue Sword Sect who had not yet seen the word "trapped" tablet, saw this strange and surprising move, and couldn't help but be taken by it, and after they came to their senses, they couldn't help but look at each other, and some people were even secretly lucky, ready to rescue at any time.

The cold and glamorous woman who stood side by side with Liu Yuanzong looked at Mo Qingge, who was calm and easy to resist the enemy with one hand, and a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and then a trace of brilliance flashed.

Seeing the long sword in Liu Yuanzong's hand swinging uncontrollably, Mo Qingge laughed, his index finger poked out, impartially, and lightly tapped on the trembling tip of the sword.

To the yin to the yang two streams of true qi overflowed, turning into a red, frost white two streams of air, the air flow around the long sword meandering forward, like two swimming dragons around the pillar, where it passed, the long sword cracks were horizontal, inch by inch.

Liu Yuanzong also tasted the feeling of sometimes falling into an ice cave, sometimes like entering a furnace, but he couldn't bear it anymore and abandoned his sword and retreated.

There was a soft sound, and the long sword with only the hilt of the sword fell to the ground, and Mo Qingge smiled faintly: "Do you still think that you are really ashamed to speak up?"

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

In front of the public, in front of many fellow doors, just one move, the sword was defeated, and Liu Yuanzong, who had rare setbacks, was ashamed and indignant, and his blood was in his head.

At this moment, a slender white jade hand gently leaned up from Liu Yuanzong's back and gently rested on his shoulder, Liu Yuanzong stood on the spot in an instant, motionless.

I saw that beautiful woman with a cold temperament walked out from the side, staring at Mo Qingge with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said in a light tone: "Your Excellency has excellent martial arts, among my Mingyue Sword Sect present, no one is your opponent, I will admit defeat today, I don't know if Your Excellency is willing to leave your name, and our Mingyue Sword Sect will have another lesson in the future!"

Saying all this, don't you want to get back on the field later?

Mo Qingge raised his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered Jia Huo's plan, his eyes under the mask rolled slowly, and he smiled lightly: "It's not difficult to leave a name in the next place, as long as you are willing to leave a name, don't say that there is another teaching in the future, even if you spend the moon before the moon, it is not impossible to fall in love." ”

When the cold woman heard this, her pretty face was slightly red, dyed with a hint of anger, and the male disciples in the Bright Moon Sword Sect reacted even more violently, and they all opened their eyebrows, looking at Mo Qingge with murderous eyes.

"Good boy, how can you ask about my senior sister's name?"

"Senior sister, don't pay attention to this frivolous prodigal, with the power of my sect's Mingyue Sword Sect, are you afraid that you won't be able to find someone?"

Ignoring the indignant clamor of the male disciples of the Bright Moon Sword Sect, Mo Qingge's body shook slightly, like a ghost, dragging a long phantom, moving sideways to the front of the cold woman, leaning down slightly, and facing the cold woman, "Look at those junior disciples of yours, what are the two of them in a hurry? It seems that the beauty has a high reputation in the door!"

The cold and glamorous woman raised her eyebrows, took a step back, didn't talk nonsense to Mo Qingge, just said lightly: "My name is Leng Yueqiu, do you remember?"

"Cold Moon and Autumn...... Cold as autumn frost, bright as the bright moon, sure enough, the name of the person is more beautiful, remember it in the next, never forget each other in this life, haha......"

In the laughter, Mo Qingge turned around slowly, walked towards the stone tablet with his hands in his hand, and the voice came: "The meeting is a gentleman's drink, and I plan to get drunk with a light madness, my name is Mo Qingyang, beauty, don't forget it!"

A trace of inexplicability flashed in Leng Yueqiu's eyes, his gaze retracted, and then he looked at Ling Chongxiao coldly, and said with a smile: "Ling City Lord is really a good skill, today's matter, I Leng Yueqiu wrote it down." ”

When Ling Chongxiao heard this, his face froze, and he immediately understood that this cold and glamorous beauty who had not said a word when he was talking to Liu Yuanzong just now had already seen through his tricks, and now he was only afraid that he had been hated by him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in his heart that stealing chickens and rice would not be successful.

Mo Qingge, who spread his lustful image, just walked to the rain prayer platform when he heard the familiar voice of the old man in Xuanyi ringing in his ears, with a sense of appreciation.

"You kid, not bad, this method of provoking women is very similar to the style of the old man back then, the old man told you, like this iceberg beauty, it seems to be awe-inspiring and inviolable, but as long as you break through her iceberg shell and enter her heart, you will be guaranteed to love you and live to death!"

Seeing that the old man in Xuanyi transmitted his voice into the secret and taught him in the tone of a person who had come over, Mo Qingge helplessly rolled his eyes that were very inconsistent with his temperament.

"Senior, the older you are, the more disrespectful you are, and the younger ones are now very suspicious of you, whether you used to be a flower thief. Mo Qingge also bundled the sound into a line, and the sound was transmitted back.

The old man in Xuanyi snorted dissatisfiedly: "You kid has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, old man, I can only be regarded as a prodigal son among flowers at most, and I can't get along with the flower thief." ”

"Yes, yes, yes! It's the younger generation who is clumsy and mistakenly turns the prodigal son into a prostitute! Don't blame the seniors, don't blame it. Mo Qingge apologized again and again, but his tone did not show any sincerity.

"You kid!" The old man in Xuanyi shook his head and scolded with a smile, and then said with a straight face: "The old man has also seen it, as you said, in the battle of trapping words, you have obtained the essence of the old man's eight or nine points, and what is even more commendable is that you actually integrated the method of the Shenshui Sect into the sea and the mulberry field, and even the old man has to marvel at your martial arts talent!"

Mo Qingge's expression was slightly surprised, the right way to deal with Liu Yuanzong's "Wind and Snow Moon" was to use the word "trap" as a show, and the secret method of "vicissitudes of life" was inside, and the old man in Xuanyi was able to see the doorway at a glance, which really surprised him.

"The seniors are as wise as torches, and the juniors are impressed!" Mo Qingge bowed.

"Less sycophants!"

After laughing and scolding, the old man in Xuanyi then looked stunned, and said with a gloomy expression: "If it were someone else, I might not be able to see anything, old man, I also had a friendship with the Divine Water Sect Master Hai Wuyan! ”