"My disciple Li Mochou, it's not your turn to call here and drink."

"If you want to take him, did you ask me?!"

Li Mochou's eyes flashed fiercely, his figure suddenly rushed out, and the dusty silver wire in his hand slashed his head and face towards Hao Datong.

"Li Mochou, you killed my Quanzhen disciple before, and you haven't settled accounts with you, do you dare to stand out here?"

"You said that this evil obstacle is your disciple, when did he worship you as a teacher, and did he learn the martial arts of your ancient tomb sect?"

"Don't mess around, give me a quick retreat!"

Hao Datong shouted angrily, then raised his eyebrows sharply, and jumped up, like a dragon out of the abyss, in the explosion of the gangfeng, he pulled up a series of afterimages, and pounced in an instant.

A pair of wide palms held swords, and in an instant, a fierce sword tide was set off.

Although he practiced the internal skills and swordsmanship of the Quanzhen School, he became a school of his own and began to study his own swordsmanship and internal skills, and he was really a figure at the level of a master craftsman.

At this time, the swordsmanship of the rising sun unfolded all the way, bright and magnificent, dignified and majestic, and the sharp sword wind was overwhelming.

He himself is a master who has not opened up the second vein of Ren Du, and a long sword roars over, like the first birth of the great sun, with thousands of weather and amazing power.

"I said he was my disciple, and he was my disciple."

"I, Li Mochou, accept apprentices, do I still need to explain to you?"

Li Mochou opened his mouth unceremoniously to refute, disdainful of explaining at all, and at the same time, his fair-skinned and slender fingers grabbed the dust and waved, and the three thousand silver filaments rippled like water waves.

This seemingly gentle and slow silver thread is actually a ferocious mess, and as soon as it touches the enemy, it can burst out with an irresistible strength.

The martial arts of the Tomb Sect are already good at bursting out with light objects to make people feel strong.

Coupled with the smart and ethereal light skills, you can be out of nowhere, with your own strengths, attack the enemy's shortcomings, and advance and retreat freely.

At this time, Li Mochou was angry in his heart, and the fierce true qi was surging in the dust like a tidal wave, stirring up a wind in the air, whistling and rushing in all directions.

Boom! Boom!

In the face of the overwhelming dust, Hao Datong did not evade it, and his long sword was vertical and horizontal, colliding with it head-on.

Thundered!

At the moment when the blades clashed, there was a thunderous explosion, and the howling wind set off, which shocked all the Quanzhen disciples, and hurriedly took Yin Zhiping and Zhen Zhibing away from it.

Then, in the shadow of a silver sword, Hao Datong did not retreat but advanced, and crashed into the Gangfeng tornado pulled up by Li Mochou.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

The sword light burst out, stabbing at Li Mochou from all directions, and the blade flowed with a terrifying edge, as if it was a great sun shining on the world, pervasive and irresistible.

This is Hao Datong's self-created Chaoyang swordsmanship, although it is not a peerless study, but in his hands, it can exert extreme power, superb, amazing.

In terms of the power and subtlety of swordsmanship alone, this person is even inferior to Ma Yu and Qiu.

But he has already created his own internal strength and swordsmanship, and in terms of potential and future, he is really a first-class grandmaster who founded the sect.

And Li Mochou, on the basis of the martial arts of the Tomb School, innovated through the old and brought forth the new, created the Red Lian Divine Palm and the Ice Spirit Silver Needle, and turned the ancient tomb swordsmanship into dust, which is really a genius.

These two people are masters who have not yet penetrated Ren Du, and they have each created martial arts and walked out of their own martial arts, although they have not yet achieved the first-class grandmaster, but they are only one step behind.

At this time, he was full of anger, fighting, dancing in the dust, swords and lights, fists and fingers and claws, extremely intense.

If Hao Datong encounters the masters of other sects, with the endless stamina of the Quanzhen faction, he will inevitably have the upper hand after a long battle.

However, the ancient tomb sect martial arts restrained the true martial arts everywhere, and although Hao Datong created his own internal swordsmanship, he still could not completely get rid of the shackles of his predecessors, and it was difficult to completely get out of the fence.

Inevitably, he was restrained by the exercises of the Tomb School.

The two fought one hundred and seventy-six moves one after another, and Hao Datong had inevitably fallen into disadvantage.

The purple qi rose above his face, and the long sword in his hand slashed vertically and horizontally, and the weather was strict, even if he fell into the downwind, he could still guard the door.

"I didn't expect Li Mochou's martial arts to be so outstanding, no wonder he was able to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, and the Chilian Fairy really deserves his reputation."

"I'm afraid that only Senior Brother and Senior Brother Qiu in my sect can suppress her."

"I'm afraid it's hard to achieve today's goal."

Hao Datong thought of this, and he already had the intention of retreating.

However, at this moment, the little dragon girl blocked Lu Nianchou's way.

Her eyes that were as clear as autumn water and as cold as ice swept in, and even Lu Nianchou felt a slight chill all over her body.

At this time, the little dragon girl was completely different from when she broke the jade girl skill later.

There is no fireworks in the world at all, everything does not linger in the chest, seven emotions and six desires cannot be afforded, just like a cold beauty piled up with frost, without the slightest human taste.

The little dragon girl stood in front of Lu Nianchou, and said in a cold tone: "The Ancient Tomb Sect has never accepted outsiders, especially if you are a man, you can't enter, you should leave quickly." ”

Li Mochou heard this not far away, and even though it was in the fierce competition, he still couldn't help but let out a giggle.

"Good apprentice, do you see? You maintain it everywhere, but people don't appreciate it! ”

Before the words fell, he said to Xiaolongnu again: "Senior sister, do you know that the group of thieves who surrounded the ancient tomb before and threatened to marry you. ”

"It's this stupid boy who led the others to chase and kill for dozens of miles all the way, killing all the enemies."

"Do you want to turn away even your benefactor?"

Xiaolongnu was not moved at all, she had just seen the fight between Lu Nianchou and Yin Zhiping, and knew that the young man's martial arts in front of her were really not weak.

At that moment, he slowly took out a ball of ice-like things from his arms, parted his hands, and put it on his hands.

These gloves are a rare treasure handed down by Lin Chaoying, woven from extremely fine and tough platinum silk, although light and soft, but invulnerable.

Seeing this, Lu Nianchou sighed: "Although the age gap between you and me is not big, if it is about seniority, I should call you Uncle Long." ”

"In the past, Master and she also mentioned to me that every time I think of my Master, I feel miserable."

"It wasn't until later by chance that I discovered the real reason for the tragic death of my ancestor that year."

"I am equivalent to my ancestor's disciple, and I have a great enemy that has not been eliminated, why do I need to kill each other, do this kind of thing that makes relatives painful and enemies happy."

The little dragon girl refused to believe the words of their master and apprentice, and refused to say more, her body moved, and the double ribbons were like dragons soaring into the air.

In addition, the two golden bells continue to make a tinkling sound, which is even more breathtaking.

Lu Nianchou's figure retreated sharply, and his left hand, which was holding the scabbard, shook slightly.

Boom!

The sound of a long sword unsheathed overwhelmed everything, and a cold light popped out.

The blade of the sword slashed through the white silk like lightning and thunder, making a sneering and tearing sound like a brocade.

He slashed out with this sword, and the sword shadow was heavy, like seven stars shaking, and Sen Sen was like starlight.

This is the Beidou Tiangang Sword that Lu Nianchou took the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation as the core, and initially integrated the Quanzhen Sword Method, the Quanzhen True Heart Method, the Jin Yangong, the One Qi Sanqing and the Great Beidou Seven Styles, and realized the Beidou Tiangang Sword.

Although it lacks innate skills and cannot be completely integrated, several martial arts are vaguely integrated.

After several months of study, Lu Nianchou had some gains, and as soon as he started at this time, he suddenly showed the power of learning.

"Uncle Long, I have no intention of fighting you."

"I know that Uncle Shi doesn't believe me and Master's words, but by chance, I learned about a secret place in the ancient tomb, which has the inscriptions left by the predecessors."

"As long as you read the martial arts cheats on the inscription, Uncle Shi will understand that what Master and I said is true, that Ouyang Feng does have the ability to transfer acupoints and solve acupoints by himself."

"Uncle Shi, can you stop for the time being......

Just let Lu Nianchou persuade her, the little dragon girl turned a deaf ear, and the white silk in her hand was whistling, surging like a wave.

The two golden bells trembled and buzzed fiercely, like a magic sound, covering the earth like a magic sound, and the sound became more and more high-pitched.

Faced with such a situation, Lu Nianchou could only sigh, and the cold sword light was flourishing, like seven stars falling, and the sharp and fast long sword bloomed.

Only a fierce collision like a howling wind was heard, and the clanging sound of the golden bell being slashed by the blade of the sword, and the two sides collided extremely fiercely.

"This swordsmanship!"

Xiaolongnu was also very surprised, and then under the effect of the exercises, she restored the mentality of Gujing Wubo.

Although she knew that the other party's martial arts were good, she didn't expect it to be so subtle, fast, and violent.

You can even feel a heavenly dao, everything is mixed, nothing can be killed, and no one can be killed.

Even the skin of his whole body was stinging under this sword technique, which was about to be cut by a thousand knives.

Zheng!

The two white silk squares in the hands of the little dragon girl fell into the air like a seven-inch white snake that was slashed, and her body retreated as quickly as light smoke drifted away.

Seeing that nothing could be done, she did not hesitate at all, retreated, and swept towards the entrance of the ancient tomb.

However, how could she hide Lu Nianchou, who was hanging like a mirror, with such a move.

The little dragon girl's movements were already expected by him.

He exhaled, slashed down with one palm, and cast a big monument wrestler, and his palm swept through the air like a swimming dragon, instantly grasping the white silk.

The momentum of the monument exploded, and the body borrowed the strength to shoot out at an extremely terrifying speed, and the toes were tapped seven times in a row, and the body was like a golden goose, and like a breeze, and it was even faster than the little dragon girl to approach the gate of the ancient tomb.

Dangdang!

The white silk in the little dragon girl's hand was rolled upside down, as if she wanted to completely wrap Lu Nianchou into it, and the golden bell collided with the blade of the sword even more fiercely.

In the sound of gold and iron, sparks splashed.

Her left palm, with her golden silk glove, pounced like a phantom, trying to grab the opponent's long sword.

As long as that long sword fell into his hand, with the martial arts skill of the Tomb Sect and the golden silk and jade gloves, it could be broken in an instant.

However, Lu Nianchou fought with the left palm of the little dragon girl with the stele wrestler, and split the white silk with a sword with his right hand.

The two of them fought violently as they rushed towards the tomb.

Bang!

With a loud bang on the stone door of the ancient tomb, the two rushed in almost at the same time.

"Damn it!"

Li Mochou, who was fighting with Hao Datong, saw this scene, his face turned dark, and he shouted angrily, "Get out of the way." ”

"If it's really bad for me, my mother will blow your head up!"

Hao Da informed that it was difficult to achieve his goal, and he didn't want to engage in a meaningless fight with Li Mochou anymore, so he split the dust with a sword, took a few steps back, and said: "Li Mochou, I still have flaws in my swordsmanship and internal strength, and I can't take you today." ”

"After a while, my swordsmanship and internal strength deduction will be successful, and I will let you know that it is powerful."

"Don't be ashamed to speak here, after a while, when I practice the ancient tomb mastery, I will chop you alive with one palm." As Li Mochou spoke, his figure shot out and rushed towards the gate of the ancient tomb.

(End of chapter)