Chapter 279: Advancing to the Gambling Fight

Mu Hao skillfully took off his battle suit and wiped it all over his body, and immediately a cold feeling swept over his body, and a faint energy hovered around his body, and this energy penetrated into it immediately after touching the pores of the skin. The pores of Mu Hao's whole body were exuding an incomparable sense of pleasure, and even the slow-flowing mana in his body was surging wildly in his body.

After half a ring, Mu Hao opened his eyes and skillfully put on the bronze suit again. The days of penance passed like this. What surprised Mu Hao was that no one else was looking for his own trouble these days, but this kind of calm made Mu Hao vaguely feel like a storm on the eve of the storm.

The waterfall and flowing spring are like the Milky Way angrily smashing the mountain rocks, and the churning and undulating mountain streams are carrying their hideous to break through the cold attack of the cold winter and crash between the mountains and rocks. Mu Hao held the Shetian Ancient Sword in his hand, wandering under the moon, his movements were a little slow, but he always outlined the sword shadow like moonlight and flowing water, and the Dao overlapped together, like surging mountains and rivers flying between heaven and earth.

The roar grew louder and louder, until at last there was a deafening sound of a roar.

Sha flew away from the stone, and the whole world was left with Mu Hao's sword shadow that was colder than the moonlight, and vaguely this terrifying sword shadow gradually overlapped together, and the sword qi soared in the meantime, and suddenly a terrifying aura surged out on these sword shadows, like a awakened dragon, and fell heavily on the rushing waterfall.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The deafening roar immediately resounded, and the waterfall was actually cut by this sword. Dense sword marks spread out to the mountain stream behind the waterfall, and the mountain rocks gradually fell off.

Mu Hao squinted his eyes slightly, quietly looking at the shocking scene in front of him, and his eyes showed a little deep thought. When he came out of the sword before, Mu Hao had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, just like a swimming fish swimming on the river, breaking through its shackles, leaping into a dragon, soaring in the vast sky, and setting off shocking waves in an instant, this is the most terrifying realm of the fourteenth style of killing sword swordsmanship, and the meaning is complete.

"Finally practiced the fourteenth style, you can start the fifteenth style!", Mu Hao's face was rarely filled with a little excitement, he had worked hard for so many days, and finally reached the realm of Yitong. These days, Mu Hao has been closed for a while, the first half of the night to comprehend the sword killing sword technique, and the rest of the time is practicing this sword killing sword technique.

Mu Hao immediately took off his bronze battle coat and sat cross-legged, quickly entering the cultivation state.

After these days of hard cultivation, Mu Hao had already reached the peak of the third layer of Yuanying, and what he was waiting for was this moment, using the ten-day cultivation experience points to hit this bottleneck. A terrifying energy rolled like a torrent, impacting Mu Hao's flesh and bones in Mu Hao's body. Bursts of continuous roaring sound spread all over Mu Hao's body, and then frantically poured into his body.

For breakthroughs, Mu Hao has long been accustomed to it, controlling these energies as quietly as water, and the Eight Scenes Catalogue Gong is running rapidly, refining these energies and gathering them in his own dantian.

As more and more mana converged, Mu Hao's fair face gradually glowed with a little luster like warm jade. After half a sound, a dull sound appeared in Mu Hao's body. Mu Hao's eyes opened suddenly, and the dark eyes swept by, two flashes of light as bright as stars. Clenching his fists slightly, Mu Hao got up violently to feel the pleasure brought by the surging power in his body, Mu Hao cracked his mouth and smiled, and spit lightly: "The fourth layer of Yuanying has finally arrived." ”。

Not by pills, but by one's own penance. After stepping on the fourth floor of Yuanying, the first thing Mu Hao did was to put on a bronze battle suit, and the sense of oppression brought by it was not as heavy as before. Holding the sword, Mu Hao swam like a frightened dragon, and the fourteenth style of the sword killing sword technique of the consummation realm, with every gesture, embodies an incomparable mystery.

It wasn't until he was completely accustomed to the power of the fourth layer of the Yuan Infant that Mu Hao stopped his body, took out the jade bottle again, looked at the little liquid left in it, and frowned slightly, "If you don't have the help of this glass crystal water, even if you have the perseverance to withstand this bronze battle suit for several days in a row, it will also bury hidden dangers for your body." ”。

There is a way to relax and relax, and the reason why Mu Hao is carrying a bronze battle suit and daring to be so crazy is because of this glass crystal water. Taking out the Chixu Palace Palace card, Mu Hao looked at the few contribution points on it, and sighed secretly. In these days of cultivation, Mu Hao has emptied all his family resources.

Mu Hao raised his head and looked at the sky that was gradually glowing with white light, and he knew that this night's cultivation was over again. Looking at the mess all over the ground, Mu Hao knew that he had refined the fourteenth style of the sword killing sword technique to the realm of consummation. There is no need to continue cultivating here in the future, after sorting out a little, Mu Hao is thinking about the next direction of cultivation, but everything needs to be contributed, which makes Mu Hao frown for a while.

"Could it be that I have to do some palace gate tasks myself?" Mu Hao said secretly.

Under the gray sky, Mu Hao carried the Shetian Ancient Sword on his back, and walked towards his palace pavilion step by step, although the time was early, but on the empty stone road, there were several hurried figures, walking towards the Yanxiu Immortal Square. When these disciples saw Mu Hao, they all whispered respectfully: "I have seen Leader Mu Hao. ”。

These disciples, in Mu Hao's team, are relatively diligent people, and they get up at dawn to cultivate, so they often see Mu Hao. Mu Hao nodded slightly in response, and walked towards the palace pavilion with heavy steps.

It's just that in front of the palace pavilion, Mu Hao saw Guo Jia, who he hadn't seen for a few days. These days, Mu Hao can be said to be late and return early, except for a few disciples, he rarely sees anyone else. Seeing Guo Jia, Mu Hao stepped forward: "Wait for me here early in the morning, what's wrong?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Guo Jia turned around abruptly and said eagerly: "Something has indeed happened, the leader of the Shaking Light Pavilion is out of the customs." ”。

Hearing this, Mu Hao's eyes narrowed slightly: "What's the matter that we finally gave up our pass, could it be that the leader of the Shaking Light Pavilion has also begun to suppress us?"

"Although it is not suppressed, it is clear that it is to give us a dismissal. ”。 Guo Jia frowned.

Mu Hao asked, "Why do you want to get off the horse?" like the two leaders did last time to put forward conditions to win people over?"

"The leader of the Shaking Light Pavilion, but he doesn't look down on us new disciples, it's just that they have a fancy for the contribution points in the hands of the new disciples. The corners of Guo Jia's mouth raised slightly, and he sneered: "Those old disciples are also embarrassed to invite us new disciples to fight on the fighting platform of the Red Void Palace. In the past few days, many of the new disciples have lost at the hands of these old disciples. ”。

"Red Void Palace Doutai!" Mu Hao's mind suddenly flashed with information about this Red Void Palace Doutai. In each pavilion there is the existence of the Red Void Palace Doutai, at first the existence of the Red Void Palace Fighting Table, is to allow the disciples in the pavilion to learn, and after these years of development, although this Red Void Palace Fighting Platform is also a stage for learning, but its nature has changed somewhat, often this kind of competition, will bet. As for this bet, it is naturally a contribution point.

Mu Hao's hands that pushed open the pavilion door paused in mid-air, "Is it the disciple of the Shaking Light Leader Team who came to invite the battle?"

"Yes!", hearing Guo Jia's affirmative reply, Mu Hao didn't say anything, just nodded, and then returned to his residence.

In the early morning, the dawn of dawn is cathartic on several towering platforms. The noise is incompatible with the silence of the early morning, and figures sit on the undulating stone pedestals all around.

Countless eyes on the stone seat gathered on the bucket platform in the center of it. There were two figures staggered on it, and the roar that swept up did not disperse for a long time, and countless shouts and cheers rose all around: "Brother Yan Jian, defeat him and let him know that our new disciples are not so easy to mess with."

"Brother Yan Jian defeated him in one fell swoop!" On the stone seat, many new disciples roared hoarsely, although they had a few scars on their faces after the fierce battle of the night, but this did not hide the joy and excitement between their eyebrows

Blood Feather looked at Yan Jian who was fighting fiercely on the platform with a somewhat complicated face, he had been invited by many disciples to fight last night, originally with the idea of honing himself and earning some contribution points. Who knew that in just a few battles, not only did he end up with an injury, but he also explained all the few contribution points here.

Yan Jian, who came to hear the news, stood up for himself without saying a word, thinking of this, in addition to gratitude, Blood Feather felt a deep guilt in his heart. A few days ago, he had left the team with many disciples, which was to some extent distrust of Yan Jian, looking at the fierce battle figure on the fighting platform, Blood Feather clenched his fists slightly with both hands, "Brother Yan Jian, come on!"

"Sonorous!" A series of sparks burst out in mid-air, and Yan Jian, who was holding a thin sword, defeated his opponent in one fell swoop, stood with his sword in hand, looked at the towering stone seat in front of him, and said indifferently: "Who else?"

There were dozens of figures sitting here, led by a young man with long hair as white as frost

The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly, and he shook his head with a little regret as he looked at his defeated disciple: "You actually let these rookies win back, how many games have you played?"

"In the sixth game, I got back more than 1,000 contribution points in just the second half of the night. ”

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, do you want to let this guy continue to talk about it? ”

The young man, Ji Luo Feng nodded slightly and said: "I have already let these rookies taste the sweetness, so naturally there is no need, let them continue to chatter." Hua Xiong, you go up and teach that rookie a lesson, I want him to spit out all the contribution points he has won in these games, and even the contribution points on his palace card must be handed over without any left. ”。

"There is no blood left to squeeze others, but my Huaxiong style. The young man who spoke up before swore an oath, kicked his feet violently, like arrows off the string, and swept onto the fighting platform. Hua Xiong looked at Yan Jian who was holding the sword with some playfulness, and chuckled: "Yichao will bet on all the contribution points on your palace card, dare to play?"

Yan Jian's cold eyes did not have the slightest fear, and he raised the palace card in his hand: "One thousand three hundred and twenty-one." ”。

"So you're accepting my invitation to fight?" Hua Xiong grinned, his figure flashing like lightning, and finally blasted towards Yan Jian like a meteor. Sonorous, the sound of the clash between gold and iron suddenly sounded, Yan Jian's figure retreated a few steps backwards, and a trace of Yin Hong's blood seeped out to the corner of his mouth, raising his head to look at Hua Xiong who took out the sword, his eyes were a little solemn: "What a fast sword." ”。

"For those who know how to honor their senior brothers, I usually repay the favor and will let you step off this stage as quickly as possible. Before the words fell, the long prize in Hua Xiong's hand pointed to the ground, and the sharp sword qi sneered out, rolling up the remnants of snow all over the ground.

"Bang!" Hua Xiong's feet slammed on the ground again, and the entire figure swept in like a violent wind, and the incomparably powerful sword qi quickly condensed, blasting towards Yan Jian like a devastating force. In the face of such a terrifying sword, Yan Jian could only raise his sword, and the thin sword swam like a poisonous snake, trying to highlight Huaxiong's offensive.

However, the force that came from it made him retreat a few steps in a row, and under the attention of Dao Dao's playful gaze, Yan Jian's whole person fell directly off the platform. Slowly putting away the sword, Hua Xiong shook his head a little boringly, walked to the fighting platform, picked up the palace card that Yan Jian dropped to the ground, and chuckled: "I accepted this contribution point of three hundred and twenty-one." ”。