Volume 1 Immortal Road Chapter 11 Edgeworth True Recipe VS Sword Intent
When Yin Mo heard this, his footsteps stopped, he didn't want to do much, but he didn't expect Liu Xin to be endless.
For a moment, his face sank more and more, especially the unknown verbal attack that made Yin Mo's heart burn.
"Sword cultivation is all unpacked!"
Yin Mo pinched his fingers, but the words he said made the onlookers as excited as chicken.
"I said what you said is not good, why did you think that I am that stinky old Nine Sword Cultivators from Lishan Afang!"
"Bang~~"
Yin Mo just pulled out a little bit of white light sword body, and the whole person approached Liu Xin like a bolt of lightning.
Liu Xin, who was waiting intently, was still thinking about how to take the sword move of Yin Mo in order to save his lost face.
Inmenano's big fist appeared directly in his right eye socket. The joy on Liu Xin's face instantly froze, and the whole person was directly like being arched by a unicorn, like a disemboweled cannonball being thrown out.
"Bang~~"
There was a loud bang, and Liu Xin's handsome face slammed on the ground. A deep mark was made, and finally the body rolled like a spinning top.
When Liu Xin finally struggled to get up, the dark green clothes of the whole person were in tatters. The corners of his mouth were bruised, and his right eye socket was beaten black, and he was as embarrassed as he wanted.
"As a sword cultivator, you actually attacked so shamelessly! It seems that you are indeed one of those aliens in Lishan!"
Although he lost extremely badly, Liu Xin did not give in at all.
"Who said that I am a sword cultivator, cut, sword cultivation is this virtue, if you can't beat it, you can quibble, and then call a helper!"
Looking at the ten sword cultivators who emerged from the shape of the giant sword, Wu Yang unified the dark green clothes. Yin Mo pursed his lips with a look of disdain.
Yin Mo, who didn't step into the threshold of Qi training, could get the black sword and cultivate that arrogant foundation building sword, so that he didn't even know his father.
Now that Yin Mo had practiced Qi to perfection, Yin Mo looked at the group of indignant monks and shook his head a little boredly.
"I'm going to fight a dozen, I have to ~ you guys go up together!"
As soon as Yin Mo's words came out, the onlookers of the West Heavenly God Que were instantly shocked.
Little brother, are you mistaken, this is the territory of the Sword Sect's West Stack Sword Pavilion. Your breath of Qi Cultivation and Great Perfection can't be covered up in any way, and everyone is building a foundation. There are a dozen of them, aren't there exactly twelve!
"Arrogance!"
At this time, not only Liu Xin, but also eleven senior brothers, junior brothers, junior sisters, and younger sisters, all of them were so plucked by the ink that they couldn't wait to cut the ink into a meat puree.
"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng~~"
Twelve sword roars roared out, instantly pointing at Yin Mo in unison.
"Get out of your sword, see how capable you are!"
A young girl replaced Liu Xin, and her small and delicate face was full of cold boxes. No matter what Liu Xin did before, he can't be good today anyway.
Seeing Senior Sister Yan Qing appear, Liu Xin obediently stood behind her with the others.
Yan Qing's meaning couldn't be clearer, she wanted to print ink alone. Although it is a bit of a bully to use the cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, it is much better than winning with twelve enemies and one victory as Yin Mo said.
"Which sword do you want me to use?"
Yin Mo looked at the little sister with a delicate leader and a tall face, and smiled with a ruffian.
"Hmph, whatever!"
Yan Qing looked at Yin Mo's eight-pack abs and snorted.
"Okay!"
As soon as Yin Mo mentioned the blade of the wind, the long sword slashed out at will.
As soon as Yan Qing saw Yin Mo's movements, his eyes shrank instantly. It seemed to be a random sword, but she seemed to see a monstrous wave, and she seemed to be a fallen leaf in it.
"Sword Cross!"
Although he was flustered, Yan Qing still subconsciously summoned the sword hovering beside him and slashed out a silver light cross.
"It's smart, but it's not aura!"
Seeing the cross light, Yin Mo nodded a little pertinently. But if he hadn't spoken, he would have been very moved by the delicate and small Yan Qingmei paper.
"Boom~~"
As soon as he made contact, Yan Qing's silver light cross and the body protection sword were all lifted away. The enemy is not as good as Yihe, Yan Qing looked at the huge wave that was about to engulf him, and closed his eyes as if he were dead.
Seeing this, the other Sword Sect disciples pounced one after another. It's just that every time it comes into contact with the ripples like huge waves, it is directly lifted off. Liu Xin looked at the delicate Yan Qing with red eyes, and finally understood what a terrible existence he had provoked by his momentary nonsense.
"Maybe only Elder Jin Dan can be defeated!" Thinking of this, Liu Xin reluctantly twisted his head in the air, looking at the gate of the giant sword with hopeful eyes.
The Western Heavenly God Que was silent for a while, there was such a big movement here. Such a vigorous scene of kicking the Sword Pavilion to collect the new ring directly made the gate of the Sword Sect circle after circle.
It's just that the direction of Yin Mo's sword is empty, and there is no one, and the moment Yin Mo just came out of the sword, the original crowd was directly frightened.
Yan Qing couldn't be clearer about this, that sword was mainly aimed at her. The other disciples were swept away as soon as they came into contact, and she was about to be drowned by the sword.
"Are you going to die?"
Yan Qing looked at the ripples that were about to touch the tip of his nose, and his thin cheeks were wet with tears rolling down. Looking at the cold Yin Mo, Yan Qing couldn't hate it at this time.
Although Yin Mo only lightly mentioned it, Yan Qing seemed to have caught something. Only by this time, she already had a hunch that when the sword slashed through her, she should turn into a pile of minced meat.
"Ah~~"
A sigh sounded in Yan Qing's ears, and then Yan Qing only felt that the sky was spinning, and his ankle was lifted by Yin Mo in his hand.
Seeing that Yin Mo was about to face his powerless sword, Yan Qing was still full of concentration even if he was lifted upside down.
"Face the wind!"
Yin Mo retreated lightly with one step, and then pulled out the black sword with his right hand violently, and directly slashed out ten times more violently.
Yan Qing only felt that his long hair was blown upside down in the direction of the sword at this moment. A gust of wind that rose from the ground made her face hurt, and then she was directly thrown under her feet like garbage by Yinmo.
"Don't go, join our Sword Sect West Stack Sword Pavilion!"
Yan Qing didn't know why, she reflexively hugged Yin Mo's thighs. He looked up at Yin Mo with a pitiful face and a pleading face.
The audience, who saw the shadow flashing and the ink fell in one direction, staged the scene of the first sword of the ink again. Originally, he was still unhappy and unlucky, but he didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly and so violently.
There was no time to escape, but the wind rolled up and threw everyone out like weeds.
"Let go, do you see? I didn't want to take your life, the reason why I did it was because I was afraid that you would be scared to death!"
Yin Mo struggled for a while, but he didn't break free, so he had to point to the group of unlucky people on the other side and spit out evil words.
But what disappointed and desperate Yin Mo was that Yan Qing was so noble, how small and lovely the foundation building monk was, and he was lazy with himself.
"I, no! You promised me to join our Sword Sect West Stack Sword Pavilion before I let go!"
In the giant sword house, she was dressed in a black skirt and looked at the situation outside with the frost of the extermination immortal lady on her face.
An inky black soft sword suddenly exploded from behind him, and the killing intent Ling Ling pointed directly at Yin Mo!