Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Late Night Encounter

"Boom, click, boom!"

There was a noise in the dark night, and it looked like some large animal was fighting.

"Huh! Although this basic swordsmanship is simple and clear, but all arts do not deviate from its roots, they all need to be gradual and gradual, just like a military body fist, I have practiced for nearly thirty years before I have today's skills, if I want to fly with a sword, it is difficult, I can't say that I will have to practice more in the future!" Wang Mo looked at the heavy sword in his hand helplessly, and muttered bitterly with a bitter face.

His military body boxing, the two lives of people combined for more than 30 years, since he was sensible, there has been no interruption in practice, but it has reached the point of joining the pure green, plus his physical strength is extremely strong, the blue and white boxing formed on the peak of his fist is the proof, but Wang Mo's martial arts cognition is too little, he has been groping for cultivation alone, if he hadn't learned a little Qihuang art, I'm afraid it is this "Open Source Heavenly Scripture" It's all unpracticed, just like when he killed the iron fire bull with one punch, but it was due to his hard work, but he didn't know that he was directly drilled into the head of the fire bull by his gang, and he was shattered and died.

Through the light and shadow of the bonfire, looking at the surrounding trees and ravines on the ground, it is not difficult to see that Wang Mo is practicing what he called 'basic swordsmanship'. Speaking of this basic swordsmanship, Wang Mo, who had never touched a sword, was also anxious to scratch his head, after all, the flying of the sword described in the jade slip, the scene of taking the enemy's head thousands of miles away is too desirable, and Wang Mo is just a young man, although his personality is calm, but which teenager has no dreams?

For this basic swordsmanship, Wang Mo has been getting started for a few days, and he naturally uses the 'door panel' after the transformation, or the current heavy sword.

I saw that with the dancing of the heavy sword, I still couldn't grasp the strength at first, just relying on brute force and the weight of the heavy sword itself to show its power, but in this way, not only the consumption of physical strength was greatly increased, but it also did not play the slightest role in the cultivation of swordsmanship, Wang Mo was inevitably a little impatient in his heart, so Wang Mo was panting and holding the heavy sword after a wave to vent, and he talked to himself helplessly. But even if he was anxious, he also understood that this cultivation was not something that could be achieved overnight, after all, he hadn't practiced it a few times, and he couldn't be proficient in this basic swordsmanship as if he was proficient in using military body fists.

"Whew!"

Wang Mo, who was tired of practicing, played a sword flower with his left hand and inserted the heavy sword into the soil casually, walked to the fire, and picked out a large ball of burned hard mud that was barbecued in the fire with a branch, and then stretched out his hand to "bang" and smashed it directly.

This is a delicacy in Wang Mo's memory, and it is still very famous - called Huaji, passing by may not be Wang Mo, who did not plan to spend the night in the city, after seeing that the sky was dark, he plunged into the woods on the side of the road, caught this unlucky big bird, and after peeling and washing it alive in the small river not far away, it was fired.

After all, after living in a mountain village for a year, he has learned the craft from Yang Li's old hunter, especially this kind of game barbecue, those simple condiments can be seen everywhere in the wild.

"Miss, let's go!!"

When he was full of food and drink, he suddenly woke up Wang Mo who was meditating, but Wang Mo did not check, although the sound sounded loud and sad, but such a cry in the middle of the night was obviously not a good thing, Wang Mo, who didn't want to meddle in things, slowly closed his eyes, it was late at night, and it was the first time in the cold winter, and the night was even quieter, at this time, such a sad scream was really chilling, and ordinary people were stunned by this cry, but fortunately it was late at night and no one walked at night, except for Wang Mo.

It's just that Wang Mo doesn't want to cause trouble, but trouble just finds him, maybe this is the sadness of being the protagonist, or Wang Mo never thought that he was the protagonist.

"Poof!" As the sound of running gradually approached here, a very thin figure in the moon-white light appeared next to Wang Mo's fire, perhaps the long running made this person tired, and when he saw the light, he was unable to fall to the ground.

"Help me, save us!" The visitor saw Wang Mo sitting next to the fire, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and crawled towards Wang Mo desperately, but the appearance of the cloak made Wang Mo think of the 'Sadako Eldest Sister' he had seen in his previous life due to curiosity, and then thought of a miserable scream not long ago, which was really chilling.

Wang Mo frowned and looked at the person in front of him, he could vaguely see that it was a woman by the light of the fire, but her body was covered with blood, and the gray-blue linen jacket had cotton wool exposed in some places, I really couldn't imagine that such a woman would have anything worth chasing down here in the middle of the night, looking at the tattered boots on her feet, it was obvious that she had run a long distance.

But now that it's in front of him, Wang Mo doesn't want to care about it and can't do it, after all, Wang Mo is a flesh-and-blood person, and he can't see a life disappear in front of his eyes, so if he didn't check it just now, he didn't want to meddle with it, but now that he is in front of him, look at the appearance of the woman on the ground in front of him, and a few black-clothed people who followed him in a short time can know that Wang Mo was pulled into the water in this matter.

And these people surrounded Wang Mo together, obviously with the intention of killing people and destroying their mouths, after all, they came here late at night, and they were doing such a thing, it must not be a light thing!

"Can a friend, give this woman to us?" said one of the leaders in a hoarse voice. These black-clothed people came to the fire, and when they saw Wang Mo's slightly immature face, they all breathed a sigh of relief, but when they saw the terrifying big sword inserted in Wang Mo's left hand, they exchanged glances with each other in line with the principle of prudence, and one of them spoke.

"If you want someone, come up and get it yourself!"

Wang Mo looked at the woman who fainted by the fire, he was naturally clear about the actions of several people in black, since they met, the other party obviously didn't have any good intentions, although he was not afraid, but since he saved people, he couldn't let people hurt!

Wang Mo's divine sense was secretly swept out, and he realized that these people were all dual Qi refining cultivators, and the strongest one of them was only a triple cultivator, claiming that he could not protect this woman under the fight, so he pretended to agree to lure them forward, and Wang Mo was good at raiding and killing.

"Okay, hehe, thank you friend for making it easy!" Several people in black thought that Wang Mo was afraid of them, so they all let out a gloomy laugh that only they could understand.

One of the men in black slowly walked towards the woman lying on the ground, thinking that Wang Mo would not make any moves, he didn't notice it at all, as if Wang Mo was sitting upright, at this time the innate true qi in his body was running rapidly, and the energy fluctuations it brought out may be that the "Open Source Heavenly Scripture" cultivated by Wang Mo was too profound, and now the innate true qi he cultivated was even more restrained, and these people who were not as strong as him did not notice Wang Mo's abnormal movement at all.

Several times he fought with immortal cultivators, Wang Mo found that when the other party was doing it, the energy in his body was extremely obvious, but he had no such scruples, so in the eyes of others, he was like a pure body cultivator.