Chapter 42: The Battle of the Masters

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"What are you cowardly?" Gongsun Mo blew his beard and glared and said, "My Gongsun Mo doesn't know how to write cowardice in this life. Anyway, what are you betting on?"

Feng Xiutong glared at the old man: "You lost, you give me the cannon you are carrying, plus that big iron man." I lost, I won't chase Liu Mei anymore, and I'll help you chase it, how about it?"

"Do you want my Xuan Xuan Cannon and Decepticon Pillar?" Gongsun Mo suddenly felt a little distressed when he heard this, although this thing was a little heavier than the hand cannon, but it was more powerful, and not long after he researched it himself, he had such a thing in his hand.

But if you give him the puppet, your own boss will pick his skin. As the saying goes, winning or losing is a small matter, and losing a festival is a big thing.

But when he thought of the girl he chased when he was young, and the little eyebrows he was still thinking about now, he suddenly looked stunned, and said abruptly: "The Xuan Cannon can be given to you, but the Decepticon Pillar can't!"

"Count me at a loss...... OK!"

Alas, it's up to you whether you can get that thing or not, don't let the old man down me.

Feng Xiutong muttered in his heart, and then added, "Lao Tzu is betting on the happiness of the upper and lower bodies."

At this point the battle has begun.

When a gust of wind suddenly blew between the two, it was the perfect time to start!

The white clothes and the green clothes disappeared at the same time, leaving an afterimage.

At the same time, in the sultry wind and dust, the sonorous sound was endless, and from time to time there were thunderbolts and sword qi flying out.

Chen Jun, who was fighting on the outside, was shocked, and he could feel it clearly. Chen Mo seemed to have a huge invisible figure on his body. And Li Shengshu's short sword is no longer a short sword, and the coercion and momentum on it. It's like a giant sword that can cut through the mountains!

The respective auras formed by the two people have already collided together, and they are tearing each other fiercely.

The sand and dust were excited by Chen Mo's aura and flew out, and each one was attached to it with blue-white thunder and lightning, countless sand, and flew towards Li Shengshu at the same time.

Li Shengshu snorted coldly. used the same means to repay Chen Mo.

The sand collided with the sand and suddenly turned into dust. For a while, there was no equal.

Everyone was shocked. Originally, I thought that Chen Mo would support a few moves at most, and he would be embarrassed and defeated. But he never expected that he, a mere congenital figure, would be able to compete with Li Shengshu.

At the time of the stalemate. Chen Mo snorted coldly. Foot stomping. The thunder and lightning around him exploded like a dragon, and when he opened his mouth, it was a roar.

"Roar!!"

The two of them are opponents, coercion against coercion, Lei Sha against Jian Gang, they are in a flat state, Li Shengshu has always been conceited, how could he have expected that Chen Mozui could also attack?

Li Shengshu suddenly felt a roar in his head, and thunder rumbled. Thunderbolt roared. Almost his mind was snatched away, and he flew backwards. But he's also a ruthless man. With a strange attitude, he swung a sword, and the sword turned into a match, slashing towards Chen Mo from afar.

"Immovable King Body. ”

"Bang!" The sword qi collided with the golden body, like the sound of a bell.

Chen Mo couldn't stop the momentum, and took three steps back in a row, leaving footprints about half a foot deep in the bluestone.

Li Shengshu suddenly turned around in mid-air, the blade of the sword supported the ground, and sparks flew everywhere, slashing all the way. The shadow of the white robe, the sword intent soared into the sky, the pale golden sword was bright and brilliant in the day, and Shen Ke twisted it in his hand.

"Kill!" his lips moved slightly, a word as heavy as a mountain, as big as a wasteland, but he spit out gently.

Pure and ancient thunder light poured out from the depths of Chen Mo's eyes, his body suddenly turned golden, the holy thunder demon lamp in the sea of consciousness loomed, and the thunderstorm burst out with electric blade sparks, and thunder thundered in the air.

His momentum soared, and a shockwave exploded from under his feet. Suddenly, Chen Mo's body skyrocketed by several points. Stomp and raise your fist.

"War. ”

The moment Chen Mo disappeared, the smooth and smooth ground suddenly collapsed, and a three-zhang pit with cracks like cobwebs appeared!

"Boom!"

There was a violent tremor that shook the heavens and the earth, and in the empty void, a blue and white gold three-color ball of light suddenly appeared, and the surrounding ground was like a wave, tumbling for a while.

"Bang Bang ......"

There was a loud bang of gold and iron clashes, and the sound of each collision broke out. Either a blue-white thunder ripple rippled in the space, or the shattered sword gang scattered outward, or the space froze.

The bluestone floor, which was originally good, was blown to pieces. Leaving behind a stiff reddish-yellow earth.

The remnant sun is like blood, the battlefield is dark, and there is no grass.

In a trance, the dragon roared and the phoenix roared, the thunder roared and the lightning roared, the breath of savage filled the four wilds, and the taste of vicious war raged in all directions.

Occasionally, I see the wind and sand rising, the green shadow is flickering, and the white clouds are like fog.

I didn't see him, but as soon as the lotus jade cup appeared, a pale golden thunderbolt bombarded out, followed by a huge sword shadow that slashed down from the sky, cutting it off at the waist.

At this moment, a huge palm appeared out of thin air, and with one palm, the sword shadow was shattered.

Unscrupulous thunder and lightning, crisscrossing the wilderness, fast and shadowless, the big and invisible sword gang is invincible, sweeping Liuhe, bloody battle eight wilderness!

Everyone outside the field, except for the three old men, even the other disciples of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect, whose strength is extremely strong, can only see the energy exchange with the naked eye, even if the whole body is tense, they can't see the situation in the field clearly.

The disciples of all sects and sects were stunned. If you change them, how many breaths can you last?

"Elder, what's the situation in the field?" Sun Qingzhu jumped, squatted in front of Zhang Zunyin, and asked nervously.

"The sword intent and fist intent are invisible, visible to the naked eye, and invisible to the heart. With the sword to control the heart, with the heart of the mind, with the mind of the mind. The sword, the mind, the heart, and the god are all in a thread, and they can be reached. Zhang Zunyin took a sip of tea and did not answer positively.

"Please teach me how to be happy. Purple-clothed Zhou Zihuan stepped forward and bowed, it turned out that his master was Zhang Zunyin.

"In this regard, you are not as good as your senior brother Zhao Fulong. ”

When Zhou Zihuan heard this, he immediately looked towards Zhao Fulong, the big man of the iron tower, and the others did the same. I saw Zhao Fulong facing the battlefield, standing with his eyes closed, his breath steady, as if he was sleeping.

For a while, others suddenly realized and followed suit, and at this time, Zhang Zunyin's voice appeared in everyone's ears again as if it was a demon, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting a drum, knocking on everyone's hearts word by word.

"Seeing all things in the world, so I have thoughts, thoughts are born from the heart, and all kinds of things are mixed. Therefore, the naked eye is closed, and the heart is open. If it is empty, the distracting thoughts are gone, and the naked eye is waiting for the concentric eye. Remember, the heart of Vientiane is born, the heart of no elephant is extinguished, Fangda is quiet, the silence is extremely silent, and the nirvana after silence can be vivid. Remember, remember. ”

When the four Sword Sect disciples heard that this was the detailed explanation of the mysteries of the Eight Desolations Sword Sect, their hearts immediately burst into joy.

"The way of the sword is chic, there are no regrets, the heart is endless, and you can reach the eight wilderness,"

The two old men not far away glanced at each other, their faces showing disdain at the same time.

Cut, cramming, preaching in the air, who to show for? What I despise the most is this kind of pretentious person, pretending to be forced.

But right now, no one is in the mood to care about this.

Zhang Zunyin's words, almost everyone present heard them, and those otaku in Tianjimen naturally didn't understand these intangible things. The rest of the people are not at the same level, and it is difficult to understand,

It was Feng Lingshuang and Chen Jun who seemed to close their eyes thoughtfully.

They are all dragons and phoenixes among people, and their understanding is extraordinary.

They heard the steady and powerful beating of their hearts, the crackling of thunder and lightning, the sizzle of thunder and lightning, the trembling of the sword body, the ruthlessness of the sword gang, and the fierceness of the collision.

They smelled the dust on the sand, the sweat in the wind, the subtle smell of leaves in the distance, the dampness of the moisture, and the fierceness of the collision.

Suddenly, these two sensations seem to have found some kind of convergence, penetrating into the head and infiltrating the blood, inhaling into the lungs and melting into the blood, and the blood flowing into the heart and then all over the body.

At this moment, they felt as if their skin had eyes, and the outside world could be transmitted to their hearts through their skin.

Faintly, the two of them saw at the same time that in the field not far away, two blurred figures, one green and one white, were entangled together.

"Chen Mo!"

"Senior brother!"

The two of them were shocked in their hearts, and that was it, their hearts that had been calm were shaken, and all the pictures they saw disappeared, and that strange feeling did not appear again.

Nangong Bingqin is familiar with swordsmanship, and her comprehension is deeper, and her "heart eye" "sees" the scene inside through the battlefield. It's just that the more this is the case, the tighter her heart becomes.

Although Shimizu Masaka and her had different thoughts at this time, they were in a similar mood. Chen Mo is not a Heavenly Rank, and he does not know the strength of the Heavenly Rank. Now this Li Shengshu's sword intent is still a little restrained, which means that he has obviously not done his best.

At this moment, two figures, one green and one white, appeared at the same time in the field.

Li Shengshu flew forward, dancing the sword with one hand, and the pale golden sword gang burst out layer by layer, and his white robe flew wildly, vertical and horizontal.

The sword is in the wilderness.

Chen Mo put a punch in the back of his head, his expression was solemn, and the clothes on his upper body had been gone, revealing the golden body of the King of Fudo Ming. With the holy thunder demon lamp on his head, the thunderbolt around his body was like armor, and he let the sword brush to come, he turned a blind eye, let his body want to block, and let out bursts of breaking sounds, he heard but didn't listen, and he couldn't move forward!

Ming Wang collapsed.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The two exchanged moves at the same time. Chen Mo's fist smashed Li Shengshu's shoulder like a heavy hammer, Li Shengshu's Shen Ke was only half an inch away from Chen Mo's chest, but the invisible and domineering Eight Desolations Sword Intent had already penetrated into Chen Mo's body.

In an instant, the two of them retreated with one blow.

Li Shengshu's white boots hit the ground, wiped the ground and withdrew three feet in a row, and when his footsteps suddenly stopped, a mouthful of blood mist erupted from his back.

Chen Mo took seventeen steps backwards in a row, and sat on the ground in embarrassment, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Even if he is a clear-eyed person, everyone can see that although Chen Mo is embarrassed, he is even better.

...... (To be continued......)