Mo Chou is now at the end of the crossbow, gritting his teeth and taking a few surprise attacks from Wu Jiutian.

Wu Jiutian is not an ordinary person, and his thin sword is very strange and unpredictable, and when it is used, it can be taken by surprise.

If it weren't for Mo Chou's extraordinary swordsmanship attainments, he would have died under his sword at this moment, but after all, he was still not in good shape, and after thirty moves, he would be defeated.

At this critical juncture, suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and a person entered the battle circle.

That person was none other than Xue Mei, I saw her holding the knife up, and it seemed that she was slashing towards Mo Chou, but she collided with Wu Jiutian's sword halfway, and neither of the two weapons could cut down.

Wu Jiutian didn't know that Xue Mei did it on purpose, and used a famous move of 'Ten Thousand Snakes Out of the Hole', turning the thin sword into rain, like thousands of wild snakes roaring out, covering Xue Mei and Mo Chou under the blade of the sword.

Xue Mei saw that he was coming fiercely, Hao's wrist shook, and the red sleeve knife danced into a spiral knife curtain with her backhand, which was not leaky, but her cultivation was still one step behind Wu Jiutian after all, and she didn't stop all the sword shadows, and several of the swords pierced through Xue Mei's defense, but fortunately they didn't stab at the point.

Mo Chou looked at Wu Jiutian's sword momentum endlessly, Xue Mei struggled to support, several sword wounds on his body were deep and visible, in desperation, he couldn't hide his clumsiness, he was afraid of the back of his head, and the green light appeared, and the electric switch passed through the sword rain like a flash.

It is also Wu Jiu's destiny that should not be extinguished, just as the green sword was about to be stabbed, a white light lit up in his chest, and then he disappeared in place, and the green sword pierced the air, helplessly returning in vain.

At this time, Mo Chou looked at it again, Wu Jiutian had already appeared elsewhere, and he was surprised at the moment, obviously not knowing what the white light was.

It turned out that before he left, the Master Wuchen wrote a talisman to him with essence blood, and he could save his life before life and death, but Wu Jiutian's memory was sealed by the prohibition in the underground palace at this moment, so he didn't know how he escaped the catastrophe. Mo Chou secretly said that it was a pity that he couldn't take this guy's life, and it was his fate.

Monk Zhihai, who was originally watching the fire from the other side, saw Mo Chou using such magical powers, jumped under the horse with a vigilant face, and raised the ring knife to guard aside.

At this time, Xue Meizheng looked at Mo Chou with a look of surprise, and then said with a coquettish face: "How can you be so despicable, you obviously have such skills, but you still have to pretend to be pitiful, is it possible that you want to see us make a fool!?"

Wu Jiutian escaped, he didn't know that Mo Chou's flying sword could not be repeated, and when he was a sword immortal who could take people's heads thousands of miles away, he naturally didn't dare to make a mistake, although he was not convinced, but if he wanted to try Mo Chou's flying sword again, it was ten thousand dare.

Mo Chou saw that they had misunderstood themselves, and it was difficult to tell them, lest they start with him again. After thinking about the situation, I guessed that a few people were fascinated by the illusion in the dungeon, so they lost their selves and let the maze deceive.

This kind of witchcraft that makes people fall into a puzzle is mentioned by Yuan Zhenzi every day, and Mo Chou didn't take it to heart at that time, and felt that the swordsmanship cultivation had reached a certain level, so he was naturally not afraid of these sideways.

I didn't expect that the first time I met it, it could be so magical, and from the eyes of the three people, I couldn't find the slightest unnatural place at all, so he didn't feel unconvinced.

The four of them were at a stalemate in the desert, and Xue Mei was the first to break the silence and said to Mo Chou: "This strong man, the most admired hero in the desert, you have such skills, we are naturally not opponents." I was offended just now, please forgive me. As an excuse to apologize, why don't you ask the strong man to move and sit at our horse farm. First, it is more suitable for recuperating the body, and second, my father respects the sword immortal character the most, he must like it when he sees you, with his help, the strong man's injury will heal faster. ”

He was worried about how to break the puzzle, and when he received Xue Mei's invitation, he thought that the only way to do this was to brake quietly, so he hugged his fists and said: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, and to bother the beauty to lead the way." ”

Xue Mei heard him call herself a 'beauty', her cheeks flushed, and she hurriedly turned around, although she muttered the word 'shameless', she couldn't say the pride in her heart. Although Wu Jiutian and Zhihai also heard that their 'sister' was being molested, they didn't seem to care. Fang Caiwu didn't keep his moves for nine days, obviously he had the intention of taking the lives of the two, which shows how 'deep' the relationship between the three brothers and sisters is.

After Xue Mei turned over and got on the horse, she remembered that Mo Chou had no mount, her beautiful eyes were tactful, and she said implicitly: "I don't know what to call a strong man?"

Mo Chou said: "Under the surname Mo, a single name is a sad word, my parents hope that I will have no worries in my life, so I took this name." ”

"Mr. Mo, this place is still far from my house, you only rely on your feet, I don't know how long you will have to walk. Why don't we ride together?" Xue Mei's tone was soft and weak when she asked this, and she acted like a little woman, and after she finished speaking, her eyes didn't dare to look at Mo Chou again, for fear of being rejected.

Mo Chou responded: "I can't ask for it." Then he jumped up, turned over and jumped on the horse, and hugged Xue Mei from behind.

Xue Mei was touched by him, and suddenly felt that her body was hot, and she was soft and weak, and she really wanted to fall into the arms of the person behind her, and scolded herself in her heart: "It's really not ashamed, this is the first time we have met, and I haven't been able to do it!"

Xue Mei shook her head, forced herself to calm down, and then raised the horse's whip, and the horse galloped wildly in the direction of the racecourse. Behind the two, there are also Wu Jiutian and Monk Zhihai.

However, they looked wary and didn't seem to welcome Mo Chou's arrival.

Seeing that the sun was setting in the west, Mo Chou and Xue Mei rode together and climbed over several sand dunes, Mo Chou took the opportunity to chat with Xue Mei all the way to explore the reality in the maze. According to her, she and Wu Jiutian and Zhihai were originally brothers and sisters, and in addition to the three of them, they also had a father who ran a small horse farm in an oasis in the desert. Between the lines, the admiration for her father was revealed, which made Mo Chou eager to see the 'Daddy' in her mouth immediately.

Fortunately, before dusk, Mo Chou finally saw an oasis. In the distance, there is a lake in the middle of the oasis, the red sun is shining gold, the green meadows are also dyed with light, and a group of horses are strolling with strong steps, this picture is indescribably harmonious, like a paradise.

When the four of them entered the fence made of fine wood, Xue Mei jumped off her horse like a bird returning home, and ran towards a tent in the middle of the racecourse, shouting: "Daddy! Daddy! We are back!

After a while, the curtain of the tent was lifted from the inside, and a strong man with a square face and big eyes came out. The strong man's copper-beaten skin, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a person who can give birth to a delicate little girl like Xue Mei.

Since coming to the Three Corpses Cave, the strong man is the first person Mo Chou has ever seen, so he is naturally very concerned.

Yuan Zhenzi once said that any phantom array, no matter how magical, could not be as perfect as it really was. The maze in the dungeon, the most powerful thing is to use real people to set up the array, and use the people who are confused by the maze to confuse the people who enter the array, the true and the false, so that people are not easy to distinguish.

Mo Chou looked at the strong man for a long time, but he didn't distinguish whether this person was real or fake, and at the same time, the strong man was also looking at him. Xue Mei saw that neither of them spoke, so she ran to the man and whispered a few words, after the strong man listened, his eyes flashed, like a hungry wolf, seeing a sheep full of fat intestines, full of greed, but without evil thoughts.

Waiting for Wu Jiutian and Zhihai to fall under the horse, they came to the strong man and said hello, the strong man only nodded, and then walked straight to Mo Chou, hugged his fists and said: "In Xia Modan, my father is Turkic, my mother is Han, I have listened to my mother talk to me about Kyushu since I was a child, and I admired the culture of Shangguo, so I went to the Central Plains when I was young and studied art in Qingzhou for a generation. I often hear people mention sword immortals and the like, taking people's heads thousands of miles away is like looking for things, but they have never seen it, and they are so good that they are outward. When I met Mr. today, it is really the joy of my life, and I hope to give me advice, and I am grateful. ”

Mo Chou couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was real or false for a while, and when he saw that he wanted to compete with himself, he thought: "This person must be the key to breaking the formation, it is better to compete with him, maybe you can see something strange." ”

After making up his mind, Mo Chou put the colorful sword in his hand and said: "I can't ask for it, please show your weapons to your seniors." At this time, his physical strength had already recovered, and he was not afraid of any opponent below Jindan.

Seeing that he agreed to compete with him, Ah Mo danced happily, and shouted to the children behind him, Go and get my Jade Tiger Sword, and then take the good wine in the cellar, let me have a sip with this gentleman first!

When the three of them heard this, they hurriedly entered the camp as instructed, and they were not slow in their feet, and in a blink of an eye they turned back. Mo Chou looked over Amo Dan and saw Wu Jiutian and Monk Zhihai at one end, carrying a huge sword box. At this time, Xue Mei also came out of the tent, and she was carrying two jars of wine in one hand.

When they arrived, Ah Mo lifted the sword box with one hand, and it was effortless, but Wu Jiutian and Zhihai were relieved, and often let out a sigh. When Xue Mei also arrived with the wine, Ah Modan took one can for himself, and the other can was thrown towards Mo Chou by him.

The wine jar rotated in the air, going extremely slowly, but the void was buzzing, which showed that the strength contained on it was extraordinary, and it was obviously a test of Mo Chou's martial arts.

Mo Chou did not refuse, and when he saw that the wine jar was about to fly, he comfortably handed out the long sword, which implied the suction of 'Duyang is not born', which complemented the technique used by Mo Dan.

The wine jar touched the white blade in mid-air, and sat firmly on it, as if it had been handed over, and it was also a little bit of swaying.

Seeing this, Ah Moshan drank a 'good skill' in his mouth, and said: "This wine is famous as 'Nine Turns and a Thousand Turns', which is brewed by my ancestors, and it needs to be turned around before drinking to show the wonderfulness of it." Later, the sword has no eyes, so as not to regret it afterwards, let's drink the wine in the cup first, and it's not too late to fight!"

Mo Chou did not shirk it, knocked open the sealing mud, and drank all the wine in the wine jar. didn't think of a fishy and spicy yellow soup into his stomach, and his stomach suddenly turned over the river and the sea, choking him almost to tears, but he was afraid of foreign appearance in front of outsiders, so he exercised Zhenqi to suppress the strength of the wine.

After seeing that he had drunk the liquor in one gulp, and was not reconciled, Ah Mo leaned his neck and poured it down. After drinking, he used the strength of the wine to shout: "It's enjoyable! It's been a long time since I've had such a good time! Mr. Mo, Lao Tzu has decided! If you win Lao Tzu later, Lao Tzu will give you Amei Xu you, and you will be treated as a cow and a horse in the future! Haha! Gossip aside, see!"

Ah Mo just said, a pair of big palms slapped on the big sword box, and after a burst of machine sound, the sword box opened like a peacock opening the screen, and there were more than 100 swords of different sizes and shapes inside. Ah Mo picked one of them at random, made a move in the ordinary 'immortal guide', and rushed towards Mo Chou first.

Mo Chou knew that he was just tempting, so he parried with a trick of 'Cangsong Welcome', the two of them were together, you came and went, there was no killing intent, and no one used their real skills. Ten moves passed in a blink of an eye, Xue Mei watched the battle from the sidelines, and at first she could tell that a sword is a sword and a person is a person. But the more later, the swords of the two of them became faster and faster, and when they reached the thirtieth move, the two of them were like ghosts, only to see the white light flickering, and they couldn't tell the sword to go with the person, or the person and the sword.

After the fiftieth move, the two groups of figures in the sword light were divided, and Mo Chou and Mo Mo fell to the ground one after another. Mo Chou's palms were sweating, this was not because he was shocked by the opponent's swordsmanship, but he was too excited. Because of this competition, it was enjoyable and dripping, and it was the only one in his life. At this moment, there is the intention of meeting friends with a sword, and all the labyrinthic illusions have been left behind by him. Now Mo Chou's only thought is: fight, and win!

The same is true of Amodan, after he stood still, he laughed wildly, roared, and took out another long sword from the sword box with his backhand, and shouted: "Happy! Come again! Come again! Lao Tzu is willing to die!" I saw that his expression seemed to be crazy and not crazy, his eyes were full of light, and eighty percent of him had forgotten himself.