Yao An took out a golden spear, wiped it slightly, and then ran across, the tip of the spear pointed directly at the center of Mo Qian's eyebrows.

The spear broke through the air, and if the golden dragon swept by, on the head of the spear, the cold light flowed, and the momentum was terrifying.

The light in Mo Qian's eyes flashed, he held the long sword, and killed in the air, the cold sword flashed, and there was a distant aura coming out.

At the beginning, he used the Infinite Sword Technique, and he did not rely on it because of his own cultivation breakthrough.

Yao An's shot seems to be turbulent and powerful, but in fact, it is as elegant as a feather, just and secretly soft, unpredictable, and extremely weird.

This shot fell in Mo Qian's eyes, making a bright light pass through his heart, as if he had caught something.

Before he had time to think about it, he turned the long sword in his hand and slashed at the golden spear.

The iron sword met the spear, and with a bang, a dazzling light appeared, and both of them were shocked in their hands, and a feeling of numbness swept through their bodies.

In the first meeting, neither of them gave their all, but just tested each other.

"Not bad. ”

Yao An retreated to the boulder, his eyes flickered, and he looked at Mo Qian indifferently, but his heart sank.

Although it was a temptation, he also weighed out Mo Qian's catties, and the combat power of the person in front of him surprised him very much.

Mo Qian also stepped aside, thinking to himself in his heart, although it was only the first confrontation, he had a trace of understanding in his heart.

"His shot, just hidden soft"

"Rigidity is yang, softness is yin, yin and yang are combined, and it is Taiji"

Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled, and his eyes were exceptionally clear, as if they could reflect the world.

The Wuji Sword Technique, like the Taichu Method, has five stages, evolving from Taiji to Wuji.

Previously, he had not realized the first stage, and he didn't know what the true meaning of Tai Chi was, but now, in the fight with Yao An, he got a trace of understanding from the opponent's marksmanship.

At this moment, he understood the essence of the method of warfare, and if the method of warfare had no form, it would not be able to show its true power.

Only in the method of warfare, blessed with the artistic conception, can it be regarded as a complete method of warfare, and the power can be fully reflected.

The confrontation between Mo Qian and Yao An made him realize in his heart, and what has always troubled him is that trace of artistic conception, the artistic conception of the combination of rigidity and softness.

Only when yin and yang are combined, can he cultivate the Wuji sword technique to the stage of Tai Chi, and at this time, he grasped the mystery and found out the direction in which he was going.

"Senior Brother Yao is indeed my lucky star. ”

Mo Qian smiled at Yao An and Xi, and that smile fell in the eyes of others, really as kind as the boy next door.

"Hmph. ”

Yao An was a little inexplicable, he didn't think deeply, the spear in his hand shook, and then killed Mo Qian.

His shot was still rigid and soft, seemingly violent, but in fact it was light and fluttering, and the changes were weird.

He didn't understand the artistic conception of the art of war, but the marksmanship he learned was just and secretly soft, and he also painted the scoop according to the gourd, which was just in its shape.

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Mo Qian rose into the air, extremely fast, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was a different form.

"Is he looking for death? ”

Everyone in the audience saw that he was slowly moving forward in the void, and his speed was extremely slow, which made them a little stunned.

Tai Chi, Yin and Yang are combined, rigid and soft, virtual and real, true and false, changeable, unpredictable.

"He has understood the artistic conception and mastered the essence of the tactics. ”

At this time, Qiu Ye and two companions walked over, he looked at Mo Qian and suddenly smiled, and explained the mystery to everyone.

"What"

Everyone in the audience was shocked by Akiba's words, and they all stumbled a little when they spoke.

Especially Zhan Su, he only felt a little numb on his scalp, and it was not until this moment that he understood what kind of character he had provoked.

"He's my brother. ”

Mu Yulai held his head high, like a proud rooster, walking around the crowd.

Chang Guting's eyes also flashed with brilliance, and she was very excited in her heart, and she couldn't help but straighten her delicate body, and a pair of proud twin peaks swelled, as if they were about to break out of their clothes.

Li Yan'er's eyes also flashed with a hint of brilliance, she stared at Mo Qian, and there was a trace of expectation in her heart.

"Hmph, it's just a fluke"

One of Yao An's companions retorted weakly, but he also understood what it meant to understand the artistic conception.

Even if the dragon and crouching tiger are hidden in Taicang Courtyard, but people who can understand the artistic conception in their realm can be said to be rare, and there are very few.

It takes chance to understand the artistic conception, but it is not as he said, you can realize it by luck, and you also need to be proud of your talent, this kind of genius can be said to be the object of competition for those teachers on the peak.

Even if Qiu Ye didn't say it, Yao An also saw the changes in Mo Qian's body, and he was also shocked, and a trace of inexplicable remorse flashed in his heart.

But the two have a deep grudge and can't be good, they just hope to defeat the opponent's arrogance with their advanced cultivation.

He crisscrossed the void, spears like dragons, surging forward, although there were hidden changes, but it was easy for people to see the subtlety, in the eyes of everyone, it was not wonderful.

Mo Qian held a long sword and walked in the void, as if he was strolling leisurely, very calm and calm.

Bells

The cacophony of metal clashing resounded, and iron swords and spears intersected, bursting with dazzling light.

The two fought in the void, and they were overwhelmed by a large amount of divine light, and the speed was even faster to the extreme, which was dizzying.

Mo Qian's swordsmanship, now with a trace of charm, even the iron sword in his hand, as if he has come to life, as if he has independent thoughts, every trajectory he has drawn is full of spirituality and mystery.

"Infinite and Tai Chi"

He recited the supreme scriptures, stepped on the mysterious steps, the iron sword in his hand cut through the space, and constantly slashed forward, and the sword rain shot out in the sky, killing Yao An.

Yao An wielded a spear and carved it in the void, and thousands of runes manifested and intertwined into a golden light curtain to block the sword rain.

The rain of swords struck the sky, some as heavy as a sacred mountain, extremely heavy, and some as light as a feather, but extremely fierce.

At this time, Yao Anxin was shocked that the rain of swords in the sky actually made him feel a strange feeling.

He seemed to be in the midst of fire and water, and seemed to be struggling between darkness and light, and his spirit was a little trance.

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He was terrified and frightened, and was almost taken away by the artistic conception of Mo Qian, he calmed down, and the spear in his hand stabbed forward, and a golden light shot out.

Bang

Raising the ground, like a thunderous explosion, the void shook into ripples, and thousands of rays of light instantly submerged the two of them.

"So strong"

"Oh my God, they're too strong"

In the field, some of the protégés who were weaker in cultivation were all shocked by the momentum of the battle between the two, and some even spurted a blood flower from their mouths.

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A gust of wind swept through, the sleeves of the two were shattered, and there were several dazzling blood marks on their bodies.

"Senior Brother Yao is really amazing. ”

Mo Qian stood in the void, his eyes flickering, staring at Yao An.

He originally thought that after he realized the artistic conception and improved his combat power, he would be able to crush the opponent in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, Yao An's talent is also very good, and his cultivation of combat methods is not comparable to ordinary geniuses.

"The junior brother is really extraordinary, but he can understand the artistic conception at a young age. ”

Yao An smiled gently, as if he was really praising Mo Qian, very kind.

"The junior brother is just a first glimpse of the door, not enough to worry about. ”

Mo Qian is not satisfied because of the realization of the artistic conception, he knows that the path of cultivation is long-term, and he needs to face everything with a beginner's heart.

The iron sword in his hand changed, drawing a mysterious trajectory in the void, and thousands of sword shadows flashed, making it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

Yao An also formed a magic seal in his hand, and the golden spear was suddenly covered with a layer of faint light, and the momentum was extremely powerful.

He knew that the grudge between the two was too deep, and it would be difficult to end it without distinguishing the winner or loser.

Yao An's perfect cultivation of the sea of life was fully displayed at this moment, and his blood was surging, rolling and roaring.

With the golden gun in his hand, he stepped out in one step, and the surging momentum cut through the sky, like a golden dragon running rampant.

Mo Qian is also outwardly powerful, he stepped on the void, walking extremely fast, rolling blood accompanied by a divine sound, like an ancient beast out of the abyss, rushing forward.

The iron sword in his hand was also glowing with a hazy white light, and the sharp blade seemed to be able to cut through all obstacles.

Bells

The two fought in the void, their bodies constantly changing, the iron sword and the golden spear met, and the dazzling divine light shone with a sharp and sonorous sound.

At this moment, the golden gun in Yao An's hand turned, and if the golden dragon swayed its long body, it suddenly stabbed at Mo Qian's heart.

"Be careful. ”

Chang Guting exclaimed, her white and tender jade hand clenched tightly, and her pretty face was full of surprise.

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Mo Qian held the sword in his right hand, turned his left hand into a palm, and quickly slapped towards the body of the gun, and with a buzz, the trajectory of the golden gun changed instantly.

He took advantage of the situation to swing the iron sword, and a sword light flashed, and with a snort, it instantly hit Yao An's chest, marking a bloody mark.

"War. ”

Yao An shouted, and his strong momentum was released, and a wind swept up to kill Mo Qian.

Mo Qian's expression was calm and calm, he used the Qingpeng body technique, stepping forward with his feet in Xuanao, the hazy white light on his body flickered, like a sword immortal in the sky, the aura was very transcendent.

"So handsome. ”

Li Yan'er stared at Mo Qian closely, and there was a strange feeling in her heart, just like a little wild horse playing joy, jumping around.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that compared with Mo Qian, Yao An had become bleak.

The golden spear was in the air, the sharp spear was dazzling, and the piercing killing intent swept through, making everyone else feel a chill down their spines.

Obviously, Yao An moved his murderous intentions, and Mo Qian's potential completely threatened his life, and if he didn't get rid of his opponent, he would have trouble sleeping.

Both of them fought with real fire, tried their best, and used their strongest combat power to get rid of the opponent as soon as possible.

Bang

The gun and the sword light collided, and a shocking explosion broke out in an instant, and the violent momentum overturned the boulders on both sides.

Click

The golden spear was indestructible, stabbing at the iron sword in Mo Qian's hand, and with a click, the iron sword instantly broke in half.

Yao An shook the spear in his hand and took advantage of the situation, wanting to take the opportunity to capture the opponent in one fell swoop.

"Catch the sword. ”

Mo Qian was about to transform into Qingpeng, when an ancient sword flew out of Qiu Ye's hand and came into the air.

He took the ancient sword and nodded at Akiba.

Qiu Ye smiled faintly, thinking in his heart that Mo Qian could fight with Yao An's spiritual soldiers with a handful of mortal iron, which was already extremely extraordinary.

If he used the spirit weapon to perform that mysterious sword technique, its power would definitely increase greatly, and he was looking forward to it.

"Hmph. ”

Yao An snorted coldly, extremely unhappy in his heart, but he couldn't do anything to Qiu Ye, the two were of equal strength, even if Qiu Ye insisted on being his enemy, he was helpless.

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