Attacking the enemy with sword qi is the root of many sword techniques. For example, Master Chen used that move, 'Sword Qi Turning into a Thousand', which was an extremely powerful move to attack with sword qi. However, on the contrary, there are very few people who use sword qi to increase the power of the weapon itself. After all, sword qi and mana are qualitatively intangible, and taking off physical attacks is far more flexible than attaching to other objects.

The "Eight Desolation Sword Technique" seems to be a bit self-defeating, but it is actually a great breakthrough. Ordinary monks attack with sword qi, and the sword qi they possess is limited, and the sword qi of some sword techniques is directly converted from mana. The sword qi of the "Eight Desolations Sword Technique" is not, as long as the exercises are cultivated, the sword qi will be generated in the body accordingly, and these sword qi are stored in the zài long sword, and then exerted when needed, just like when facing the enemy, he has extra help on his body, and naturally takes advantage of the opponent.

Mo Chong didn't understand the mystery. Fortunately, he hadn't seen other sword techniques, otherwise when he saw that the other sword techniques said that the sword qi could be directly converted from mana, he was afraid that he would hesitate whether to still cultivate this set, and the sword qi could only be accumulated by cultivating the "Eight Desolation Sword Techniques".

Finally, in the middle of the night, Mo Chong entered the Yuheng Palace and immediately ran to the secret room. Tsukidan is naturally still there. It's just that the color is a little worse than when it was first refined, and the aura emanating from the surface has become nothing. Mo Chong knew that this was because he had spent a day outside. This day was placed in Yuheng Palace, it was at least ten years, and it was strange that Zhuji Dan could still remain bright for such a long time. However, it should not affect the utility. Mo Chong thought as he took Tsukidan into his arms, this time he was at ease, and his cultivation could naturally proceed smoothly.

In a New York minute. Another three days passed. In the past three days, Mo Chong stayed at home, and finally broke through the barrier between the eleventh and twelfth layers of Qi training, and advanced to the twelfth layer of the Qi training period. He had just advanced to the twelfth layer of the Qi Cultivation Period, and his mana naturally had some room to improve before the Great Perfection of the Qi Training Period, but Mo Chong was already a little impatient.

'I have fourteen Tsukidans here. plus the seven or eight that the sect is about to distribute. That's more than two dozen Tsukidans. It's okay to take one first, right?'

Thinking like this, Mo Chong grabbed the pill bottle containing Tsukidan. Poured out one grain. Lan Yingying's elixir rolled around in Mo Chong's palm, exuding infinite **.

'Okay!' I'll start with the foundation. ’

Mo Chong's eyes flashed, and he tilted his neck and swallowed a Tsukidan.

"Boom!"

As soon as the pill entered the abdomen, a powerful spiritual power suddenly exploded. Some of the spiritual power was instantly transformed into the mana in the Mo Chong meridian. But Mo Chong's mana was full at this time, so the wisps of mana overflowed out of his body along Mo Chong's sweat pores.

'Awesome Tsukidan!'

Mo Chong was shocked. There are not many pills that can instantly restore mana. And Tsukidan instantly recovered one-tenth of his mana just now. When converted into one-tenth of his, it was equivalent to the entire mana of a twelveth-layer disciple in the ordinary Qi cultivation period. And the effect is still ongoing. At the same time as recovering his mana, he was also slowly pushing up Mo Chong's cultivation.

This was a great time to improve his cultivation, Mo Chong immediately reined in his mind, ran the "Eight Desolation Sword Technique", and began to refine the medicinal power in his body. At this time, if someone saw Mo Chong's situation on the sidelines, they would definitely be surprised. The robes on Mo Chong's body bulged high like sails, and the mana poured out filled the room.

On a moonlit night, the lonely city, the soldiers are under the city.

Mo Chong opened his eyes in a daze, and then he was startled by what he saw. He saw a face as pale as paper, bloodless, and beneath that pale face was a battered, blood-soaked piece of armor. He was running in the arms of a scarred young man.

The young man seemed to be aware of Mo Chong's movement at this time, and his face immediately showed a look of surprise, and said, "Less...... Young City Lord, you're awake!"

Mo Chong was stunned and said, "You...... What do you call me!?"

The young man said: "Young City Lord, I'm Tan Biao! You don't recognize me!?"

"I ......" Mo Chong only said one word, and suddenly heard the sound of shouting and killing behind him, and when he looked back, he saw a black head behind him, overwhelming and boundless. It was an innumerable number of warriors, coming here like a tidal wave.

When the young man who hugged Mo Chong saw the situation behind him, his face turned pale, and he ran wildly again, but he only ran a dozen steps, he suddenly "fluttered" and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then the person staggered to the ground, and Mo Chong in his arms was also thrown away.

"Hey, how are you!" Mo Chong ignored the pain in his body, and immediately got up, ran to the young man's side, and helped him up.

The young man shook his head weakly and said, "I...... I can't. As he spoke, he slowly pressed his hand on the storage bag on his waist, and the mouth of the storage bag flashed and squirted out seven or eight things.

Mo Chong immediately grabbed a few of these things, and said while inspecting them: "You are seriously injured, don't move!"

The young man shook his head again and said, "I...... I can't do it. Storage bag, storage bag with a golden token in it......"

Mo Chong immediately grabbed a palm-sized gold lacquer token from the things on the ground and said, "Is this it?"

The young man nodded and said, "Yes......." This one is the entry token of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect......! You hold the token, and the token can get started......"

Mo Chong said: "Where is the healing medicine, where do you put the healing medicine?"

The young man did not speak, but his eyelids slowly closed.

Mo Chong was silent for a while, and slowly flattened the young man's body. But at this moment, the young man who had been standing still suddenly struggled to sit up again, grabbed Mo Chong's shirt and said: "The Ye family city is gone! The young city lord must not reveal his identity! The city lord has a great favor to my Tan family, if the young city lord makes a mistake, I Tan Biao will have no shame to face the ancestors and ancestors after his death!"

After saying these words in one breath, the young man fell on his back again, truly out of breath.

Mo Chong slowly stood up. Behind him, a tidal wave of warriors had already poured in, enveloping him. I only heard one person sneer: "Ye Shao City Lord." If you are interested, hand over the treasures of your Ye family. For the sake of your Ye family ancestors, I can let you live!"

Another person laughed and said, "Hand it over!?How do you ask him to exchange!?Yuheng Palace has already been imprinted on him, unless he is killed!"

Mo Chong remained silent. Only at this time did he suddenly raise his head, staring at the black-pressed crowd and said coldly: "Lin Jiannan!?"

No one in the crowd made a sound, and the two people who had just spoken shouted: "His grandmother is a big deal, kill me!" The word 'kill' came out, and the warriors like a tide immediately rushed over from all directions with their teeth and claws.

"Innate true water. Sprinkle the altar. Kun Yuan gasified dust. The mortal realm is Penglai. The canon is recited diligently. Wisdom and Enlightenment ......"

Seeing that everyone pounced, Mo Chong did not move, but his lips moved slightly, and he recited the "Pure Heart and Benevolence Mantra". And as Mo Chong chanted, small golden scripture characters floated out of his lips, connected into a string, and slowly circled outside him.

The imposing crowd rushed in front of Mo Chong, and when they touched these golden scriptures, they immediately melted and disappeared like the sun meets snow. After a while, the outlaw who was completely heaven was gone, and the dead Tan Biao was also gone. Only Mo Chong was left standing alone in the wilderness.

"Smack, smack, smack, smack. ”

A few crisp applause rang out, and then a young man dressed in white walked out of the wilderness. I saw that he had a long jade body, a long sword hanging from his waist, and a red lips and jade face, he was really a rare beautiful man in the world. Of course, he is Lin Jiannan. Lin Jiannan said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and Senior Brother Mo's concentration has improved again. ”

Mo Chong said coldly: "Hmph." You're really not good at learning. Just a demon, you still want to disturb my mind?"

Lin Jiannan laughed and said, "Just a demon?" As he spoke, his hand was raised, his long sword was unsheathed, and he pointed at Mo Chong from afar. Mo Chong only heard a crisp sound of "dang!" on the ground, and the Pure Heart Pushan Mantra outside his body was unexpectedly knocked out of a character, and the verse where the character was located also began to flicker, and his eyes were about to disappear.

Mo Chong's face changed, and he immediately recited it and made up for that verse. This "Pure Heart and Pure Kindness Mantra" Mo Chong didn't know how many thousands of times he had recited it, and it could be said that he had memorized it backwards. It was naturally easy to add a scripture, but he was surprised that this demon's ability today was much stronger than usual? On weekdays, this guy didn't dare to approach him at all, let alone launch such a big illusion.

Lin Jiannan seemed to see what Mo Chong was thinking, laughed loudly, and said, "Are you surprised? Are you scared? What surprises and scares you is still to come!" As he spoke, the red light on his body rose, and then, a large fireball with a diameter of six or seven feet appeared in front of Mo Chong's eyes.

"Burst fireball!?"

Mo Chong himself will also know this move, naturally knowing the power, his face immediately changed, and the red light on his body flashed, and he unleashed a burst fireball. Lin Jiannan just raised his hand and knocked out a scripture of his words, he didn't dare to take this explosive fireball hard.

"Whoosh!"

The two of them shot at the same time, constantly hitting the fireballs into the bursting fireballs, and almost at the same time, there were two "boom, boom!" sounds from the field, and two huge fireballs exploded, and flames, sparks, and fireballs flew in all directions. Some of the scriptures fell on Mo Chong's body, and the scriptures suddenly screamed and disintegrated. This bursting fireball is really dangerous!

Mo Chong's lips recited quickly, and he kept filling in the scriptures, but his heart was like a stormy wave. What's going on? What the hell is going on? Lin Jiannan is his own demon, and he knows how to move, so can he, which is not surprising at all. But why are his moves so powerful!?