There is a legend on the Cangmang Continent that countless years ago, there were gods.

But the gods are not the only ones and will fight each other.

The gods on the Cangmang Continent once had an earth-shattering battle with another god.

At that time, the gods on the Cangman Continent used one weapon, while the other god did not use any weapons, and the power of the two gods was the same, but in the end, the god who did not use the weapon won.

The gods of the Cangmang Continent had failed and lost huge benefits, and at the same time, he had also summed up the reasons for the failure.

He was too focused on the use of weapons, and he had a sense of dependence on weapons, so that his own fist cultivation was not as proficient as another god.

Although the weapon is good, it is a foreign object after all, and it cannot be regarded as its own strength, and if it is too dependent on weapons, the cultivation of ** boxing method will not be able to reach the real peak.

In the initial stage, the use of weapons must surpass the fist method, but the gods of the Cangmang Continent failed in the divine war, so he finally stipulated that everyone should stop using weapons and concentrate on cultivating the fist method, because when the fist method is cultivated to the end, it will surpass the weapon.

The truth of this matter can no longer be verified, and people have never seen the gods of the Cangmang Continent.

However, this rule has been passed down from generation to generation, and in the case of the boxing law schools that are prevalent today, they prohibit the use of weapons.

As a result, many families also forbade the use of weapons, a rule that has been passed down for I don't know how many years.

The Mo family was also one of them, forbidding their children to use weapons.

But now Mo Huai took out the soft sword in his hand, which surprised Mo Qingdu.

He knocked Zhou Huan unconscious with one punch, and then said to Mo Huai: "Mo Huai, you are hopeless, you have violated the precepts of the family by fighting with weapons, you will definitely be punished!"

"Fool, just keep your mouth shut forever, who will know I used a weapon!"

Mo Huai shook the sword in his hand a few times, walked towards Mo Qing with a step, and after walking to a place about three meters in front of Mo Qing, he raised the sword in his hand high and made a gesture to cut it down.

Mo Qing hurriedly stepped back, after all, the other party had a weapon and couldn't fight with him.

Unexpectedly, Mo Huai did not mean to pursue Mo Qing, but came to Zhou Huan, who was unconscious, raised his soft sword, and stabbed Zhou Huan in the chest!

"Poof!"

Blood splashed, and Zhou Huan, who was in a coma, moved his body for a moment, his head tilted to the side softly, and he was already dead.

Unexpectedly, after this battle, Zhou Huan did not die in the hands of Mo Qing, but in the hands of Mo Huai, an accomplice.

Mo Qing naturally didn't go to save Zhou Huan, watching Mo Huai kill Zhou Huan, he said coldly: "Mo Huai, your heart is vicious enough, kill your accomplices." ”

"Whoever let him see me holding a weapon, I don't want anything to fall into his hands in the future, only the dead can keep it a secret forever. ”

The flesh on Mo Huai's fat face trembled, and then pointed at Mo Qing: "But Mo Qing, I didn't kill Zhou Huan, today's incident is that you killed Zhou Huan, and then I avenged Zhou Huan and killed you, this soft sword is also your weapon." ”

Hearing the conspiracy designed by Mo Huai, Mo Qing knew that only one of him and Mo Huai could leave alive today.

Because of Mo Huai's weapon, he would never allow it to be leaked by others, and even when Zhou Huan saw him take a weapon, he had to get rid of Zhou Huan first.

As for Mo Qing, Mo Huai has no reason to be merciful.

I have seen people who use boxing techniques for a long time, and today I actually have to face a second-level boxer with a weapon in his hand, and Mo Qing's heart is also a little drumming.

Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, Mo Huai suddenly shouted: "Mo Qing! If you want to blame your meteorite, you have no strength but you have wealth, if you don't die, who will die?"

The fat body jumped forward, and Mo Huai took the soft sword and slashed straight at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing hurriedly dodged to the side, but Mo Huai slashed his sword.

"Huh!"

Under Mo Qing's chest, a cut was made by Mo Huai's sword, and blood stained his clothes red.

"Hehe, Mo Qing, you don't have a chance, although your strength is very weird, but my speed is still better than yours, my punching speed is an average of three points two punches per second, and with a sword, I can also make three swords per second, your speed is in front of me, there is no room for use at all!"

As he spoke, Mo Huai quickly stepped forward and slashed out with three swords in a row!

"Boom!"

The soft sword in Mo Huai's hand was unusually sharp, and Mo Qing was slashed with a sword on his chest, although the wound was not deep, but under the continuous dodge, it was difficult to completely dodge after all, and he was struck by Mo Huai's sword on the top of his head!

Mo Qing was wearing a helmet on top of his head, only to feel a slight chill coming, the helmet was actually split from the middle, and it was almost completely split in half by Mo Huai.

If his strength was a little greater, and this soft sword was a little sharper, Mo Qing would probably be killed by him with a single sword.

Mo Qing showed an angry look, Mo Huai was so shameless, he actually carried a weapon with him, if he continued like this, he would be in danger.

At this point, Mo Qing also let go, ripped off the helmet on his head that was about to break in half, threw it to the side, and said to Mo Huai: "Mo Huai, you only have one last chance to sword!"

A sword split Mo Qing's helmet, Mo Huai was already a little carried away, watching Mo Qing rush over, the soft sword pointed: "Then this sword will pierce your heart!"

Mo Qing didn't answer him, Mo Huai's sword speed is very fast, three swords per second, normally he has no chance to win, if he wants to survive in this battle of life and death, then he has to take a risk!

Moving forward, Mo Huai had already swept over with a sword.

Mo Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, his chance was less than a second!

Seeing Mo Huai's sword sweeping over, Mo Qing seemed to slip under his feet, his body fell forward violently, and he actually fell in front of Mo Huai!

"Haha! Idiot, I can't stand still, what kind of fight!"

Although Mo Qing's fall happened to dodge Mo Huai's sword sweep, Mo Huai was even more excited, and Mo Qing was prostrate at his feet, such a God-given opportunity, just to end the battle.

The soft sword stabbed directly at Mo Qing's back below!

"Poof!"

Mo Qing dodged at this moment, and the soft sword stabbed down from his shoulder, piercing Mo Qing's body entirely!

Mo Qing gritted his teeth tightly, as if it was not his body that was injured, but grabbed Mo Huai's feet with both hands!

Mo Huai was already extremely excited at this time, and didn't care about Mo Qing's movements, but pulled the sword out violently, and shouted at the same time: "Haha, what is the last sword, Mo Qing, I just said that you don't have a chance, the next sword, I want your life!"

With both hands exerting force, Mo Huai's soft sword was pulled out of Mo Qing's shoulder, and a pillar of blood spurted up about three feet high.

Mo Qing snorted, his body rolled backwards on the spot, rolled out two meters away, and his body stood up.

"Don't want to run!"

Mo Huai held the sword in both hands, and was about to stab at Mo Qing's body.

But at the moment when he was advancing, it was as if something was pulling him under his feet, and he was about to step forward, but he was not able to move forward a little.

The upper body of the body rushed forward, but the feet were fixed in place, and the center of gravity was lost in an instant, and he fell straight forward!

At the moment of falling, Mo Huai was horrified to find that his feet had actually condensed two layers of ice, which were tightly connected to the ground!

"Plop!"

The fat body fell to the ground, and the soft sword came out of his hand.

Mo Qing covered the shoulder pierced by Mo Huai with one hand, his face was pale, but his eyes were full of light, he stepped forward and stepped on Mo Huai who fell to the ground.

"How can you? How did you do that?"

"Mo Huai, you asked too many things, I just told you, this is your last sword!"

Mo Qing didn't want to be verbose with Mo Huai anymore, the other party was currently on the ground, but he hadn't lost his combat effectiveness, Mo Qing simply smashed his fist into Mo Huai's heart.

"Icy Spiral!"

"Boom!"

The strong spiral force directly entered the heart of Mo Huai, and a white and bright cold air erupted in the back of Mo Huai's heart!