With a slight movement of his divine sense, Mo Keduo understood that Mu Jianhong's cultivation was in the realm, and his mind was racing without moving. Ｅ┡ㄟ．

The most outstanding disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect turned out to be such a cultivator, and his worries were released, and he walked into the arena again, temporarily interrupting the two fighters.

"My Haotian Sword Sect has received a lot of help from the Dao, in order to reflect the compassionate heart of the Daomen, this time I will only win with sword moves, and not rely on the accumulation of vitality. ”

Anyone can hear the meaning of his words, this is to ignore the Heavenly Sword Sect at all, but fortunately, the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect did not pay attention to it, and Mo Keduo was a little self-deprecating.

His purpose was to mock the Heavenly Sword Sect, although no one paid attention to it, but he was very satisfied in his heart, and after speaking, he turned to Mo Ke and said:

"Leave a little measure, this is the Heavenly Sword Sect, the first in the sword realm in the world, the unparalleled place of the Daomen, don't have a bloody disaster. ”

"Yes!" Mokoso, pretending to be a disciple, replied respectfully.

This sentence is also true, in the Heavenly Sword Sect, they can still take advantage of their tongues, if they really hurt the disciples of the sect, maybe something will happen.

Liu Qingfeng's cultivation is high, but the envoys of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the elders and others are not so easy to talk to.

The sword was repeatedly delayed, and soon at noon, the sun of white flowers fell on everyone, but there was no warmth.

Mu Jianhong calmly looked at Mokosuo, and felt that this disciple who was about the same age as himself was full of energy, and standing in the middle of the field, he couldn't detect any flaws at all.

He knew that the opponent's sword realm was far higher than his own, so he could only be calm and calm to cope with all changes, or maybe there was an extremely slim hope of victory.

Of course, the premise is that the other party does not use the powerful vitality cultivation.

In fact, Mokoduo clearly does not need vitality, which is also a great advantage.

The Great Grandmaster Realm cultivators know the strength of the sea and see the subtleties, and the comprehension of the way of the sword in their hearts is naturally on a higher level, facing opponents in the lower realm, every move and style can be predicted in advance.

From this point of view, they are also invincible.

And deliberately doing this, not using the strong vitality to directly destroy the opponent, it is the heart of the cat to tease the mouse, not to let you lose soon, let you lose, not lose, and finally lose.

It seems that Mokoso doesn't use vitality, but he is secretly running the technique of "breaking the cocoon into a butterfly" at the moment, which is also extremely exhausting, and he tries to make his demeanor and behave like a teenager.

It's just that he is old-fashioned between his actions, but the people in the audience think that he is old and serious, and no one can suspect other aspects.

"Let's get started!"

The right envoy of the Heavenly Sword, Qiu Mankong, commanded.

Mu Jianhong's eyebrows raised, and the Qingfeng Dao Sword behind him suddenly flew into his palm, and a blue-white cold light bloomed on the blade.

It was as if the lightning above the dark clouds was grasped in the palm of his hand.

Mokoso slowly drew his sword behind his back.

It was a strangely shaped sword, with an extremely wide blade, like a long knife, and countless strange patterns on the sword, like a long snake that was constantly wriggling.

There was a blue light on the edge of his sword, and with a wave of his hand, the sword was ethereal.

In Mo Kesuo's eyes, Mu Jianhong's bright sword was also nowhere to be found, and he was both surprised and admired by the Heavenly Sword Sect's swordsmanship in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that his own realm was higher than the other party, it would be really tricky.

Similarly, in Mu Jianhong's sea of knowledge, the other party's strange sword seemed to drive a piece of heaven and earth vitality, but there was no vitality fluctuation around his body, it was too weird, he couldn't see where the opponent's sword would stab, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this sword could be stabbed anywhere.

He did not dare to attack rashly.

Mokosor is waiting for the other party to draw his sword, and he has to look for a flaw in the sword move.

The two men stared at each other, and the light on the sword did not diminish in the slightest.

Liu Qingfeng was slightly satisfied, this Mu Jianhong was not afraid of danger, and he could do it without leaking a drop of water when he took out his sword to protect his body, which was rare in the realm of sword masters.

The realm is much higher, and Mokoso can't wait to be the first to take the sword.

The vitality is only condensed on the blade of the sword, condensed within three feet in front of the body, and is not used for attack, so this sword naturally does not have the slightest vitality.

However, the sword wind roared, and the sword qi broke through the air and stabbed towards the other party quickly.

Mu Jianhong tapped his left foot, jumped up three feet high, and shot his sword in the air, accurately pointing on the tip of the Mokosuo sword.

The two swords intersected, and a few sparks popped out, Mokeso froze still, but Mu Jianhong was rushed into the air by the sword qi.

"What a precise point sword!" Mo Keduo secretly praised in his heart, there was really no disciple in his sect who could do it.

If this sword could swing its vitality, Mu Jianhong would have been destroyed by the sword qi a long time ago.

Fortunately, he was calm and courageous, and he didn't care about it, not worrying about the vitality of the opponent's sword at all.

The sword qi on the sword is just ordinary Xuan Jin, driven by the sword momentum itself, and it does not attach the vitality in the sea of dantian qi, but the power must not be underestimated.

Mu Jianhong Qingfeng Dao sword pointed on the tip of the opponent's sword, his wrist trembled, and a tingling feeling moved along the meridians, and he hurriedly lifted it in the air to avoid the edge.

This sword was fast and accurate, and Mo Kesuo deeply felt the subtlety of the Heavenly Sword Sect's swordsmanship, and nodded secretly at the extraordinary courage of the opponent in front of him.

Falling from the sky, Mu Jianhong never hesitated, and condescendingly stabbed down with a sword.

This sword is the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword Sect, called "Who is the master of the vastness", and the sword momentum is like a storm of willows.

An innocent light bloomed overhead, as if under the vast sky of clouds, a warrior with a weapon in his hand stood in the wind, full of majesty and strength.

The so-called scenery in the sword, and the mind in the sword, this is the true meaning of the sword of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Mokoso calmly agreed, and when the Qingfeng Dao Sword was less than a foot above his head, he suddenly bent the broad sword body into a bow, pinched the tip of the sword with his left hand, and suddenly popped out.

"Buzz!"

The broad blade of the sword bounced up, sending the air to tremble and slam into the tip of the sword from top to bottom.

If he was hit by this sword, he would not be extremely seriously injured, Mu Jianhong's body moved at will, his left foot stepped down on the instep of his right foot, and at the same time, his body rose sharply into the air to avoid this blow, and then mobilized his sword momentum and rushed down again.

Mokoso's swordsmanship is weird, his body is weird, and the woman's shawl tied around his waist also gives people a strange feeling, and his whole body is full of incomprehensible aura.

It is incomprehensible that a cultivator should have a girl's thing tied around his waist.

Not to mention others, even Mo Keduo became more and more awkward the more he looked at it, and at this time he already knew the outcome of the victory, and he suddenly thought of the old Taoist priest who had escaped, how could he look so familiar.

However, the sword aura in front of him was rampant, and this thought quickly passed by, and he focused on the two people who were competing with the sword.

The sword moves continued, and from the follow-up swordsmanship, Mokeso had already spied out the shortcomings of Mu Jianhong's swordsmanship, but he was still teasing the other party, on the premise of maintaining an advantage, a sword slapped on the opponent's shoulder, a sword slapped on the opponent's buttocks, and a sharp strange laugh came out of his mouth.

This laughter is an insult to himself, Mu Jianhong's composure has been disrupted, and the sword momentum is also scattered, he is worthy of the other party's sword to concentrate on the vitality, he can't resist a sword.

He felt extremely angry, but to no avail, or rather that this was exactly what the other party wanted to see.

At this moment, he has not yet conceded defeat, and Mokoso is still continuing to tease him, and has not really defeated him.

Seeing that the time was about the same, Mokoso coughed, which was their code to say that they could knock down the enemy.

As soon as the Mokosuo broadsword shook, he wanted to knock Mu Jianhong away with a sword, but at this time, a clear voice came from high in the air:

"The evil demon is outside, thinking that I have no one in the Tang Dynasty!"