"Dragon Catcher"

Mo Ming gave up the spiritual defense, replaced the defense with offense, urged the spiritual power, turned the palm with his claws, and the simplified dragon snatcher had already been shot, and the powerful spiritual power and physical strength collided with each other, making an amazing sound, Zhao Minglu only took three steps back, and Mo Ming took seven steps back to stabilize his body.

"It seems that the simplified dragon grappler is no longer working for him, so let's meet the complete dragon catcher. Mo Ming's eyes froze.

Suddenly dark clouds covered the sky at the top, and the people of the Zhao clan looked at the clouds above their heads strangely, and guessed what the reason was. What's more, people who mistake it for rain clouds and shout 'rain to collect clothes', but there are still some people who feel the familiar smell from the clouds.

"Reiki, oh my God, it's all a cloud of aura gathered from aura. Someone exclaimed.

The old patriarch was also surprised to find out about this situation, but he turned his gaze to Mo Ming, and he had a feeling that this aura cloud must be related to this foreign race.

Suddenly, in the surprised eyes of the clansmen, a big aura hand shining with golden light quickly tore through the clouds, rushed out, and rushed straight at Zhao Minglu.

"Is this the method of the aliens? The old patriarch sighed in his heart, although he didn't understand the principle, he could feel how strong the energy contained in the aura hand was.

Zhao Minglu was startled when he saw a big hand in the sky rushing towards him, and wanted to flash his arms, but found that he was locked by a coercion and could not move.

"Hmph, do you think this coercion can trap me? Zhao Minglu sneered in his heart, his body suddenly became stronger, and he actually broke free from the lock and ran out from under the cover of his big hand.

"Well, the dragon snatcher of the three-pattern coercion really can't trap you completely, but what about the four-pattern?" Mo Ming was not surprised by Zhao Ming's escape, it was not difficult to break free with his current strength, and even if he wanted to, he could defeat the aura hand with his bare hands, but he didn't seem to be willing to try it easily.

The aura big hand smashed on the ground at the moment when Zhao Mingalum ran away, and after a loud bang, a big palm print appeared on the ground, and the people of the Zhao clan retreated one after another, they were all shocked by this magical big hand, worried that it would affect the pond fish. The aura hand had already been pulled out under Mo Ming's control, and the fourth golden stripe had already climbed into the palm, echoing with the other three, and now only the golden stripe had not appeared under the thumb, Mo Ming estimated that it would be possible to inspire the fifth golden stripe until he broke through to the Spirit Sea Realm.

The appearance of the fourth golden stripe increased the pressure of the aura hand several times, and Zhao Minglu, who was locked by the big hand, instantly felt the pressure doubled, and tried several times but failed to break free from this powerful pressure, and the big hand slammed down, and scooped Zhao Mingalum in his hand.

Mo Ming raised his right hand, and the aura hand was also raised high, Mo Ming suddenly threw his right hand to the ground, and the aura hand also withdrew, but at the same time fell to the ground and Zhao Minglu, who was originally held in the big hand, this slam did not cause much damage to his body, but he fell into a mess, his head was dizzy, Mo Ming was unforgiving, and the big hand was changed to a slap, one palm after another, and slapped on Zhao Minglu's body. The ground was smashed with a bang.

The people of the Zhao clan were already dumbfounded, and they didn't know how to speak, Zhao Mang's eyelids jumped, the barbarity of this foreign tribe was simply comparable to that of the young patriarch Yuan Hun of the Yuan clan, the second largest clan in Kashgar.

Liu Yan'er had already seen this trick, but it was not as fierce as it is now, and today she learned that this wood had the habit of smashing people, and when the mirror was tested, Jiang Yu was smashed and disfigured.

The second elder had the intention to stop it, but was stopped by the old patriarch, because he could feel that although Zhao Minglu was at a disadvantage and was dizzy from being smashed, the power of his awakened bloodline had not disappeared, although it had weakened, it was enough to save his life, and he also wanted to see if this foreigner had other means.

"Well, I can actually carry it like this, the power of this ancient bloodline is really strong, and the physical cultivation method in the hands of these ancient relics is also many times stronger than the outside, I must find a way to get it. Zhao Minglu's situation couldn't escape the surveillance of Mo Ming's divine consciousness at all, Zhao Ming's powerful defensive ability surprised him, but it also strengthened his determination to obtain the ancient body cultivation method, and he even wanted to make a bloodline to devour it if possible.

Mo Ming withdrew the aura big hand, and the dust fell, showing the place where the big hand bombarded before, and all the clansmen took a breath of cold air, only to see that where Zhao Ming was located, a meter-deep palm print was deeply burned on the ground, and in the middle of the big hand there was a human figure as if it was inlaid in the palm of the palm.

"Ah......h

"Really patient. Mo Ming shook his head helplessly, and with a flip of his right hand, a long sword appeared in his hand, and when the long sword was in his hand, Mo Ming's entire temperament changed, and he was no longer violent and ferocious before, and a trace of ruthlessness could not be found, but instead it was a kind of composure and calmness, and there was a faint sense of slaughter, although it was light, it could not be ignored.

"Well, this kid must have killed someone. The old patriarch's face changed, but his eyes moved along his right hand to the long sword, "Sword cultivation?" The old patriarch intuitively felt that this kind of Mo Ming was the most dangerous Mo Ming, but obviously Zhao Ming, who had already gone berserk on the other side, didn't notice these at all, and was about to rush forward desperately with his fist.

"I'm going to leave you a souvenir this time. Mo Ming's eyes changed, his body moved, and the person disappeared in place.

"Not good. The Second Elder's face changed drastically and suddenly disappeared.

A sword light flashed, revealing Mo Ming's figure, but his brows were furrowed, the sword just now did not really stab Zhao Minglu, but a person suddenly appeared and dragged Zhao Minglu away from under his sword.

At the other end of the field, the second elder pulled Zhao Minglu to show his figure.

"Hehe, it's just a competition, don't be so serious," the second elder smiled, but the corner of his eye glanced at the collar that was cut by the sword light next to Zhao Minglu's neck, he was sure that if he hadn't made a timely move, I was afraid that this kid would have to see blood, "Alum is a little abnormal, I will teach him a good lesson, please rest assured, little brother Mo, today's competition, it is little brother Mo that you won, I believe that no one will have any disagreement with you sitting in that position." ”

Mo Ming could only put away his long sword when he heard this, and laughed, "Then thank you to the second elder below." ”

"Well said. Haha" The second elder also laughed, turned around and helped his grandson who was knocked unconscious by him to come out of the crowd, and after squeezing out of the crowd, he glanced back at Mo Ming in the crowd, and a trace of viciousness climbed into his eyes, and then his face was gloomy and he turned to leave.

After the second elder left, Mo Ming sat back in his original position at the personal invitation of the old clan, and this time no one dared to question their qualifications, on the contrary, the eyes of the clansmen were full of awe when they looked at him.

The old patriarch sat alone on the high position, and he never spoke, and what he was thinking about now was the magical aura use method and sword cultivation. For so many years, what they have practiced in the Kashgar Plain has been the method of physical cultivation handed down by the ancestors, and the use of aura is very simple, but today Mo Ming's form of attack is shining in front of him, he feels that this is an opportunity, and at the same time he is very curious about the identity of Mo Ming's sword cultivation, the history books handed down by the ancestors have recorded that the sword cultivation has existed in the last era, although it is rare, but all of them are strong, especially the attack power, it is much stronger than other cultivators, they are good at making up for their shortcomings with the strengths of soldiers, and they are more able to give full play to the advantages of weapons。 Soldiers, killing weapons, this also makes their attack power stronger, but now the method of sword cultivation has long been lost, if you can learn the method of sword cultivation from Mo Ming, the race can be even stronger.

The old patriarch's idea was very good, but unfortunately he didn't know that Mo Ming's practice was swordsmanship, not a way of sword cultivation in the ancient sense, although both were swords, but the essence was completely different, sword cultivation studied swordsmanship, and Mo Ming's research was sword intent, which was not a level of things at all.

After the battle just now, no one can not open their eyes to cause trouble, it can be said that the guests and hosts are happy, it was originally a coming-of-age ceremony party for the children of the Zhao family, but Mo Ming became the protagonist, it was night, at the end of the party, the old patriarch really couldn't wait for tomorrow, and took Mo Ming to his big tent that night.

As soon as he sat down, the old patriarch opened his mouth to ask about the competition.

"Little Brother Mo, my Zhao clan was originally the queen of the general clan, so I was born warlike, and those boys today are just looking at the hunt for a while, you can take it to heart. The old patriarch smiled.

"Isn't the master saying that Zhao Minglu's awakening is the bloodline of the royal family? Could it be that this old guy is lying to me, or is the bloodline of the Zhao clan evolved?" Mo Ming was puzzled, but said: "Where, in fact, I am also very interested in the physical cultivation methods of the nobles, so I can't bear to communicate with them, thank them It's too late, how can I blame them." Old Patriarch, you laughed. ”

"Oh, speaking of the competition just now, the exercises I see Little Brother Mo use seem to be very different from my clan, old man, I am very curious, I wonder if you can solve my doubts for me, little brother?" the old patriarch asked in a half-truthful tone.

"Hmph, it's really for this, but it's just right. Mo Ming sneered in his heart, but his face showed a look of panic, "Don't dare, don't dare, what kind of identity are you, old patriarch, I can't catch up with the strength of the boy, it's just that our cultivation system is different, if you want to know, old patriarch, I am willing to explain it to you, but it's just ......" Mo Ming pretended to be embarrassed on his face.

"What's just that, little brother, is there something difficult?" the old patriarch was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked in the ointment, and then suddenly found that he seemed to be a little anxious, and coughed twice before continuing: "If the little brother is embarrassed, then it is inconvenient for me to be too forceful." ”