At this moment, only he knows what the ink knife has become.

Chen Yun didn't care, and took another two breaths, and on his hands, two colorful fire clouds were condensed again.

In fact, the arrogance and ruthlessness of the ink knife cang, Chen Yun wanted to teach him a lesson from the beginning, and the ink knife cang actually said that if Chen Yun lost, he would kowtow to him three times, although Chen Yun was not angry on the surface, he endured it, just to give him a lesson that he will never forget at this moment!

At the same time, it was only at this time that Chen Yun really realized the wonderful use of the dark cloud brocade to assist in attacking the enemy, and gave full play to its power.

Trap the opponent, slow it down, and at the same time make its psychic perception greatly dull, but leave yourself more time to attack the opponent.

Dark cloud brocade is really worthy of being the unique magic weapon of Mingxia real people!

The five people standing on the periphery of the two-person fight, including Chen Zhiyu, all looked at this scene in front of them in disbelief.

Yu Dabao and Zheng Que's hearts were sinking, but Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu's heads were raised higher and higher, and their faces were full of joy.

Chen Zhiyu pursed her lips tightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but the joy on her face was undoubted.

The two of them were fighting, Chen Yun was outside the dense mist, waiting for ten breaths, and he didn't see it, and the ink knife was in the mist, and there was any movement.

But Chen Yun's strategy has always been a quick victory, and he will never delay time with the ink knife. But the ink knife was hidden in the dense mist and didn't come out, and Chen Yun couldn't help it.

Once his multicolored cloud of fire shot into the mist, it would be greatly reduced. And the Strange True Element will slowly burn out on its own in the dense mist.

If you continue to attack like this, it will not work well.

Chen Yun then wanted to accept the dark cloud brocade. I want to use the fastest speed to defeat the ink knife.

Mo Dao Cang was already injured at the moment, and in terms of speed, he no longer had an advantage over Chen Yun.

Just when Chen Yun was about to make a seal and collect the dark cloud brocade, he suddenly heard that in the dense mist of the dark cloud brocade, the ink knife was slightly tired. And an extremely hard voice.

"Lao Tzu, admit defeat!"

The ink knife in the fog said loudly and depressedly. The tone was full of unwillingness.

Chen Yun, who hasn't answered yet, is seven or eight feet away, Zhang Wen, who has been paying attention to the fighting situation here. After listening to the words of the ink knife Cang. rushed over and took the lead in saying: "Mo Dao Cang, you are really thick-skinned, you are now, you are beaten like a grandson by my senior brother Chen Yun, and you still open your mouth Lao Tzu, shut up Lao Tzu, do you want to be ashamed!"

"Zhang Wen, how old are you. Dare to teach me a lesson!" Mo Daocang replied disdainfully in the mist.

"Senior Brother Chen Yun, continue to attack this cheeky guy with your Fire Cloud Cluster. He hid inside and was beaten so that he didn't dare to come out, so he just stiffened his mouth, and you bombarded him until he came out, and bombarded him until he obeyed!"

Zhang Wen saw that the ink knife was vicissitudes, and his dead nature did not change, and his temper was hard and smelly when he lost, and he was suddenly a little annoyed.

At the same time, Chen Zhiyu and the rest of Yu Dabao and others also slowly surrounded them.

"Mo Dao Cang, I don't seem to be convinced when I hear your tone, then I, Chen Yun, have no choice but to continue attacking!" Chen Yun saw Mo Dao Cang, still very hard, and deliberately said loudly.

"Don't bang, old - I'm willing to gamble and lose!"

At this moment, Mo Dao Cang had to admit defeat, although he was still hard-mouthed, but his own affairs could not be clearer, if he was attacked by two more colorful fire clouds, his ten years of hard cultivation would be completely destroyed.

In addition to the internal injuries caused by the fire dragon stick in front of Chen Yun, he was hit twice by the multicolored fire cloud in the back, and his cultivation had fallen into Yan Zòng in a short period of time, and he was barely maintained at the eighth layer of the Nine Forging Realm, and the true yuan was in disorder, and there was a strong vitality, which was still running around, so that the beads of sweat on his face kept sliding from the face.

Although Chen Yun wanted to teach the ink knife a lesson, he didn't want to really ruin his Taoist cultivation, and when he saw that the ink knife was defeated, he used his hand to punch the dense mist and take back the dark cloud brocade.

After the mist was collected, the ink knife Cang showed its form from inside.

At this time, the ink knife Cang, on the clothes on his body, in addition to the scorched black at the waist, there are also two large pieces of the lower abdomen and chest, which are also scorched, and the momentum on his body is also much weaker.

His face was drenched in sweat, his face was also a lot haggard, and the overall image could be described as bleak.

That Yu Dabao and Zheng Que saw the ink knife Cang, like this, the two of them were also like frosted eggplants, their faces were full of loss.

"Mo Dao Cang, if it weren't for the sake of you and me, you harassed me Zhiyu three or four times in front of me and insulted my Taiyan Dojo, I would definitely let me lie in bed for three years! Today, I, Chen Yun, also give you time to rest, and if you win alone, you can lose convincingly!"

Chen Yun saw the ink knife, his head was full of sweat, his face was full of pain, his head was three feet away, and he asked loudly without saying a word.

Mo Daocang raised his head and looked at Chen Yun with a complicated expression, he wanted to speak, but he was still a little unconvinced, but when he saw a colorful flickering fire cloud suspended on Chen Yun's hands, he swallowed back the words that had just come to his mouth.

Mo Dao Cang used to fight with the same door in the early stage of the Eight Desolations, and he was also defeated, but Mo Dao Cang felt that the defeat was at least more glorious and more chic.

Like this time, there was almost no play, and the situation of being beaten all the way really has never happened!

Mo Dao Cang originally hated Chen Yun for having such a strange magic weapon as the dark cloud brocade in his hand, and he was really a little unconvinced, but the colorful fire cloud suspended in Chen Yun's hand knew that it was indeed relying on cultivation to condense and wait and see, and he couldn't accept it.

"Old--I am so defeated, I won't make excuses!"

"Mo Dao Cang, aren't you known as the number one master of the ninth layer of the Nine Forging Realm, my senior brother Chen Yun is only the eighth layer of the Nine Forging Realm, how can we win you, you 'number one master' of water injection, don't be cheeky to mention it to others in the future!" Zhang Wu saw that the overall situation had been decided, and the ink knife could no longer be cowardly, so he stabbed the ink knife Cang in his heart again.

"Zhang Wu, what are you doing with him with this talk, this ink knife cang, now even the 'ink knife' has lost to the junior brother, in the future, his ink knife cang will be renamed 'ink no knife', tsk, no knife is better than a knife, amazing!" Zhang Wen saw Zhang Wu's bayonet Cang, and immediately added.

This kind of opportunity, once given to Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu to grasp. It was absolutely terrifying.

The ink knife is full of sweat, resisting the destruction of the strange true element to the body true element. has already spent most of his energy, and he really doesn't have time to fight with Zhang Wen.

Besides, in terms of bickering alone, even if Yu Dabao and Zheng Que are added together, they are not Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu's opponents, and he knows about this.

"Ink knife Cang. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise! I see that you are still a man, so you don't want me Chen Yun to urge you!" Chen Yun didn't dare to let Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu continue, and he couldn't stand it. Chen Yun himself has a big head.

Mo Dao Cang, although his face was full of sweat and his expression was painful, after listening to Chen Yun's words. It's still Yan sù up. turned around, faced Chen Zhiyu and said loudly: "Senior Sister Zhiyu, my Mo Dao Cang, in the past two years, I have been offended a lot, my Mo Dao Cang is a rough person, and my words are rude, please Senior Sister Zhiyu You Haihan! There is no malice towards the junior sister, on the contrary, it is indeed sincere. I Mo Dao Cang for decades, I have never liked a woman so much, such as what I Mo Dao Cang said to you today, there is half a lie, may the heavens and the earth be destroyed, and die under the thunder!"

After the ink knife Cang finished speaking, he clenched his fist, regardless of it, and bowed deeply to Chen Zhiyu three times, and his head almost fell to the ground.

Chen Zhiyu, who was three zhang away, was originally detached from the embarrassment of being called a husband, and she was still extremely happy in her heart, but now she listened to the ink knife, but when she said this, she was stunned again.

Although she has a delicate personality and is loved by everyone in the Taiyan Dojo, she is a little rude, but after all, she is a girl, and now she meets this person whose ink knife is thicker than the bend of the city wall, and she can be regarded as meeting a nemesis.

The ink knife cang, before the words were finished, Chen Zhiyu's face was flushed, and her delicate face was like a ripe peach, but looking at the ink knife Cang's head almost bowing to the ground, she couldn't cry or laugh.

"Mo Dao Cang, you are so shameless, are you apologizing or confessing your true feelings? You don't take a mirror to look at yourself, my junior sister's father is the head of Pure Yang, a monk of the Six Daos, my third senior brother and two senior brothers are all masters of the Colorful Realm, you can't even win my Senior Brother Chen Yun's Eighth Layer of the Nine Forging Realm, you are embarrassed to say this, it's just a toad who wants to eat swan meat!"

Zhang Wen saw that Mo Dao Cang's apology was not honest, so he said loudly and disdainfully.

In fact, Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu still like Chen Zhiyu very much in their hearts, they couldn't beat Mo Dao Cang before, they couldn't do it, they couldn't be ruthless, and now Mo Dao Cang was subdued by Chen Yun, how could he tolerate it anymore, Mo Dao Cang was so numb.

"This apology is not sincere enough, be honest, bow three more times!" Zhang Wu added, Zhang Wu's mind is almost the same as Zhang Wen's.

The ink knife bit his teeth, and he didn't say much, but he bowed three more times, and each time he almost bowed his head to the ground, and the sincerity was too much to be enough.

Yu Dabao and Zheng Que were on the side, and they almost closed their eyes sadly.

"Boss Mo, you can't be more sad this time!"

Chen Yun saw that the ink knife was a little off-topic, but his words and expressions were very sincere, and he also shook his head and smiled helplessly.

I thought to myself, although I could teach Mo Dao Cang a lesson, but Mo Dao Cang did have the right to pursue his own happiness.

Among all of them, Chen Zhiyu's mood is the most complicated, from childhood to adulthood, although he knows that Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu also like their own appearance, whether no one dares to be like Mo Daocang, straight to the point, high-profile and numb loudly said that he likes himself, so when he saw the other party's bowed ass Lao Gao's appearance, he felt funny at the same time, he also felt a little strange.

And Mo Dao Cang, although his face is painful, but his heart is also very excited, because of what he said just now, he has always wanted to find a chance to say, this time he finally said it, although he doesn't know what the result is, but everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as he starts, there is always a chance!

"Now, let me destroy your 'ink knife'!"

After Mo Dao Cang bowed six times with full sincerity, Chen Yun said lightly.

Mo Dao Cang, who was injured all over his body, was excited about his bold confession just now, but after hearing Chen Yun's words, Mo Dao Cang rarely hesitated.

For Mo Dao Cang, even if he was ridiculed by Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu, he could hold on, but if someone ruined his 'Mo Dao', it was really the same as asking for his life.

This knife, which has too deep a relationship with him, was specially given to him by his master Temujin when he was forging the seventh layer.

At that time, Mo Daocang promised to Temuzhen: "People are in the sword!"

This knife, even in the middle of the Eight Desolations, can be used, the power is not a child, and the ink knife does not exert much power at all.

"You must have ruined this 'ink knife'?" Mo Dao Cang asked with a little sadness.

"Mo Dao Cang, are you going to cheat!" Chen Yun didn't have time to answer. Zhang Wen interjected.

"How can I play tricks with my ink knife, but this knife is a magic weapon given to me by my master Temuzhen, and it is close to the fifth level of the Ming Rank. It's a pity to destroy it, my ink knife is willing to exchange it for spiritual jade, Brother Chen, what do you think?" The ink knife Cang, who was not entangled with Zhang Wen, asked Chen Yun.

Chen Yun looked at the ink knife and found that the expression on the ink knife Cang's face did have some sadness. He couldn't bear to add fuel to the fire, and he saw that Mo Daocang was injured by his own fire clouds, and beads of sweat continued to appear on his face. actually gritted his teeth and didn't shout, and there was some admiration in his heart.

"For the sake of the magic weapon given by the elders of the sect, let's not destroy it. But how much spirit jade do you want to redeem!" Chen Yun didn't lack this spirit jade. I just wanted to help Chen Zhiyu and others get angry, so I wanted to destroy the magic weapon, but now if it is not destroyed, I have to negotiate a good price.

"At least one thousand four hundred second-grade high-grade spirit jade!" Zhang Wen interjected again.

If you have the opportunity not to retaliate against Mo Dao Cang, you are stupid, this is Zhang Wen's idea, after all, the two years have been too deep.

"But my magic weapon, at most, is only worth five or six hundred second-grade spirit jade!" was taken aback by the price Zhang Wen said.

This fourth-level magic weapon of the Ming Rank generally ranges in price from three hundred to six hundred second-grade spiritual jade. Every time it is upgraded, the price of spiritual jade will basically increase by five to six times, that is, a fifth-level magic weapon of the Ming Rank, which is generally worth about two thousand to four thousand second-grade spiritual jade, and if it reaches the sixth level of the Ming Rank, the value is even higher.

"Is it, if you win against my junior brother just now, he will lose to you a Ming Rank 4 magic weapon, plus 1,000 Rank 2 Upper Grade Spirit Jade, will there be no 1,400 Rank 2 Grade Grade Spirit Jade?" Zhang Wu added calmly and with a little disdain.

"Okay, then one thousand four hundred and two second-grade high-grade spirit jade, my ink knife cang recognizes it!" Ink knife Cang thought that what these two people said also made some sense, and he was already very satisfied with being able to keep this knife.

"Then give the ransom to my junior brother now!" Zhang Wen said step by step.

The ink knife cang, to Yu Dabao and Zheng Que two looks, the two also came to the ink knife cang, the three of them turned their backs, got together and worked together for a while, before turning around again.

"I can only scrape together three hundred second-grade spirit jade now, and in a few days I will borrow some more from my fellow disciples, and then make up the remaining part, Brother Chen, do you think it's okay?"

Chen Yun saw that it was not easy for the ink knife to be clear, and just as he was about to answer, Zhang Wen preemptively said: "If you don't pay it back, take the opportunity to escape back to your dojo, my junior brother still wants to go to your dojo for this bit of spiritual jade?"

"I ink knife cang, every word, never bad account!" "ink knife cang" said angrily.

It is estimated that he is not responsible for the loss, in the past, as far as Zhang Wen's words are concerned, it is estimated that it is another fight.

"Then you swear an oath?" Zhang Wen said unceremoniously.

Mo Dao Cang glanced at Zhang Wen, frowned, and said loudly helplessly: "I, Mo Dao Cang, swear to the sky, the spirit jade owed to the Chen Yun brothers of the Taiyan Dojo must be returned in full, no less than one, if this oath is violated, I will not be able to marry a wife for the rest of my life!"

"What kind of bullshit oath is this, there are not as many monks as Taoist couples, if you secretly find a Taoist couple, will you still invite us to drink your wedding wine, and send another one!" Zhang Wu said.

"You-" Mo Dao Cang was choked by the two of them for a moment.

"What are you, isn't what Zhang Wu said wrong?" Zhang Wen said disdainfully.

In fact, for Mo Daocang, the oath of not having a wife or Taoist couple for life is ruthless enough.

"Okay, senior brother, just give him some time to prepare!" Chen Yun couldn't bear to say when he saw that Mo Daocang was forced by Zhang Wen to be really wolf.

"My junior brother Chen Yun is generous, I don't care about you, but Zhang Wuke and I can rest assured about this matter, if you keep dragging it out and don't pay it back, don't blame my brother for coming to the door and helping my junior brother collect the debt!"

Zhang Wen saw that Chen Yun let go of the ink knife, and he didn't say much more, but in the end, he didn't forget to threaten the ink knife.

Mo Dao Cang, without saying much, put the spirit jade that the three of them had just raised into a bag and threw it to Chen Yun, Chen Yun caught it, and his spiritual sense swept away, and the number was about three hundred and two high-grade spirit jade.

"Mo Dao Cang, you just hit my Fire Cloud Technique, the vitality enters the body, the true yuan is disordered, and I Zhiyu is here, your third bet lottery, you don't have to cash it on the spot today, I will give you three days to heal, after the injury is healed, it's not too late to cash out, you go!"

When Chen Yun saw the ink knife, he endured it without healing, and his expression became more and more painful, so he didn't press anymore.

Mo Daocang glanced at Chen Yun deeply, his eyes were complicated, and then he stared at Zhang Wen fiercely, and then with a little affection, he glanced at Chen Zhiyu, and then saluted Chen Yun with his fists, and then turned around and left with Yu Dabao and Zheng Que.

Of course, at this time, Mo Dao Cang no longer dared to drive the sword away, but let Yu Dabao Imperial Sword take him away.

Zhang Wen looked at the backs of the three of them leaving, and said with relief: "It's cheap!"

Three days later, as soon as Mo Dao Cang's injury was healed, he took the initiative to come to Chen Yundong's mansion, in addition to returning Chen Yun's two hundred and second-grade spirit jade, he also took off his shirt and ran around the valley of the cultivation place under the supervision of Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu, which can be regarded as true to his word.

Under Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu's repeated instructions, Mo Daocang promised that he would do everything he could to make up enough spiritual jade to return to Chen Yun, so Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu let him go.

In fact, it's not that Mo Daocang doesn't want to pay it back, but that he has borrowed almost ten of his peers, and it is difficult to get so much.

In the past three years, almost all the spirit jade issued by Taiyi Sword Garden has been used by these nine forging brothers to speed up their cultivation, after all, the spirit jade can be used to set up some small 'spirit gathering formations' to increase the concentration of vitality in a small area in the short term, of course, it can only increase the concentration of vitality a little bit, but even so, everyone is still very keen here, who would think that cultivation is fast! (To be continued......