Chapter 230: Xuanwu and the Sage [Asking for a Subscription * Asking for a Monthly Pass]

"Good!"

Fu Nian knew that the defense of the Mozi swordsmanship of the Mojia family was known as the best in the world, and he also knew that even if he could break the Mozi swordsmanship, he might not be able to break Jin Yao's horizontal golden body.

But he also has enough confidence, after the Saint King's sword technique was created, he has not really fought against anyone, and this time is just the opportunity to verify his sword technique, and the perfection is insufficient.

"The best masters are far away!" The deputy general Sima controlled the scene, and in the master-level fight, except for the first-class and above masters who could withstand the aftermath of the battle, the others would be fatal even if they were scratched by the sword qi in all directions.

"If you want to practice, you can find your opponent and find a venue!" Li Mu thought about it slightly, during this time, there was a lot of friction in Yanmen Pass, and there were all kinds of contradictions among the hundreds of scholars and masters in the army.

Therefore, it is better to block than to sparse, it is better to let everyone fight within the rules to extinguish the anger.

So, inexplicably opened the first martial arts conference of the Central Plains masters, after all, there are hundreds of top masters in the Central Plains here.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Mu's words fell, the warriors who were originally unhappy with each other directly found each other, and after understanding the rules that they could not maliciously seriously injure and kill, they signed their names and life and death forms, and stepped into the ring that was opened up.

However, everyone is also waiting for the battle between Jin Yao and Fu Nian, after all, this is the opening scene of the martial arts conference!

"Why don't you use Ling Xuan and Chengying? Or do you want to stop fighting?" Fu Nian was very curious, there were so many swords, why did Jin Yao use ink eyebrows.

If it is about defense, the best thing is to use Ling Xuan and Zhi Ge, the former is out of the dust, and the latter is the most suitable for defense.

"Because they're all mine!" Jin Yao replied seriously.

「……」

Fu Nian understood, but suddenly he wanted to kill this shameless guy for the six-fingered black man, just because the ink eyebrows were not his own, and he didn't feel distressed if it was broken, so he used the ink eyebrows?

"Let's start, don't maliciously seriously injure, don't deliberately take people's lives!" Li Mu personally acted as the referee to prevent the two from getting angry.

"Please!" Fu Nian and Jin Yao walked into the arena and saluted with their swords.

As soon as they walked into the field, the two young people became serious, and there was no longer the usual chatter and laughter, and the air around them instantly became solemn, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be infected and no longer moved.

"Are these the two geniuses of the younger generation?" The old people around were shocked, these were only two young people of eighteen or twenty years old, and they could actually make these old people feel the threat of death.

Fu Nian, as the attacker, took the initiative to choose to shoot, and the Tai'a sword was raised slightly, and a sword slowly slashed towards Jin Yao, which was the Confucian sword, first salute and then soldier.

Jin Yao didn't look at it, it was a horizontal sword to resist.

The sword and weapon exchanges, each continued, and both of them seemed quite relaxed, but the peripheral audience had solemn faces, and they knew that the two were warming up, one was using a Confucian sword, and the other was disassembling without any sword moves.

However, looking at the flying sword qi around him incomprehensibly, his face had already changed greatly, and he called the master-level master terrifying.

After a set of swords, Fu Nian and Jin Yao finally became serious.

The two of them, each with a ghost fetus, Fu Nian wanted to perfect his Saint King Sword Technique, and Jin Yao wanted to perfect the Yu Sword and Hui Sword.

"Today's young people are amazing, they are all self-created swordsmanship!" Li Mu said with emotion.

They all knew that Jin Yao was using the Mozi Sword Technique, but they could all see that Jin Yao was actually using a set of Mozi Sword Technique to crack Fu Nian's newly created Saint King Sword Technique.

But even so, the two of them are constantly improving.

At the beginning, the Saint King Sword Technique could not break Jin Yao's Mozi Sword Technique, but it was perfected in continuous battles, and gradually regained its advantage.

Then Jin Yao was not familiar with Fu Nian's newly created Saint King Sword Technique, and was found to have a loophole in the sword technique, and almost broke through the defense.

But later, the two of them became familiar with each other, and the same mistake did not appear again, and the fight was difficult to solve for a while.

"You've seen the sword of the royal road, and the next one is the saint

Human swordsmanship, be careful!" After Fu Nian took a sword in Huanghuang, he decisively withdrew and flew back.

Jin Yao wielded his sword to resist, Fu Nian deserved to be the future head of Confucianism, the swordsmanship of the Holy King was terrifying, almost endless, and people couldn't breathe with the brilliant momentum, and Tai'a with the sword of the mighty Dao was even more difficult to parry.

"Is this just the sword of the royal path of the Holy King's sword technique?" The elders around looked at Fu Nian in shock, they thought that this was already all the Saint King Sword Technique, but they didn't expect that it was only a part of it.

"Your uncle, do you really use Lao Tzu as a whetstone?" Jin Yao regretted a little that he only defended and didn't attack, which was really a complete way for Fu Nian to hone and perfect his swordsmanship.

"Didn't you enjoy it too?" Fu Nian said with a smile.

Mo Mei plus Mozi swordsmanship, as well as that guy's superhuman eyesight and calculation, can actually find the flaws in his swordsmanship as soon as he comes out of the sword, and then use Mozi's swordsmanship to break the momentum, which is what surprised Fu Nian.

"Who wants to be down there all the time?" Jin Yao is helpless, fighting with a master is indeed the most effective way to improve his swordsmanship, but it is not a matter to be beaten passively all the time.

"I haven't yet comprehended the meaning of the sage, so I only comprehended the way of the teacher, and only created the first form, the sword of the master!" Fu Nian didn't care about Jin Yao, if you said it yourself, you had to give it to Lao Tzu with tears.

"Come on!" Jin Yao held the ink eyebrows again, surrounded by black and white ink qi, with the ink eyebrows, the four major organ beasts of the Mo family surrounded by the ink qi, and in the end, only Xuanwu manifested the entity, entrenched behind Jin Yao.

"This is, Mo Xuanwu!" Everyone couldn't help but stand up when they saw the condensed inner family qi behind Jin Yao, which was something that could only be done by being infinitely close to a grandmaster in the head level.

"Do you really think you're improving?" Fu Nian was a little angry, he had been concentrating on penance since he lost to the horizontal training of the golden body and the retrospective sword of the grandmaster.

Now is the time to get back to the field, so naturally I don't want to lose again, so the Confucian aura behind Fu Nian is also tumbling and condensing, and a figure riding a canopy, holding a sword in one hand and a scroll in the other, also appeared behind Fu Nian.

"Young people nowadays really don't give the old people a way to live!" The elders of the surrounding hundreds of families were silent, they felt that they would really be beaten to death by these two young people if they went up.

"The book and sword family, this is a Confucian sage!" Li Mu's eyes were slightly condensed, but he shook his head again, Fu Nian was still a little short of the realm after all, the condensed image of the saint could not condense the whole picture, the facial features and the calligraphy and sword were not completely condensed, and he could not identify that he was condensed by the sage of Confucianism.