"Keep your hand?" Wei Qing looked uneven, frowned deeply, glared at Jiang Yu fiercely, the three-foot long sword suddenly came out of its sheath with a bang, and the whole person turned into a white shadow and rushed towards Jiang Yu.

The sword qi in Jiang Yu's body rotated wildly, and Zhou Tian's swordsmanship was at his fingertips, and the long sword trembled slightly, splitting out one after another as if it was about to devour people and die. Close, close, closer and closer!Wei Qing's eyes froze, but his face was very relaxed, and his body that was still in the air twisted out of an arc strangely, and he forcibly moved a few inches away, but it was these few inches of distance that made that fierce and extraordinary sword qi pass by.

It's a bit of a skill. Jiang Yu waved the long sword in his hand, his figure flickered, like a white dragon rushing straight towards Wei Qing with a bloody mouth, the exercises worked, the sword qi was condensed, and the white dragon seemed to be covered with a faint layer of purple blue, and its sharp dragon teeth seemed to be sharpened, and the sharpness was compelling.

"Sword Transformation White Dragon!"

This purple, blue, and white dragon is the way of using the sword qi that he has appreciated in Zhou Tian's swordsmanship, distributing the sword qi of the whole body throughout the body, condensing the most terrifying sword qi in the dantian on the tip of the sword, and the sword qi at the tip of the sword is connected to the sword qi around the body, forming a small Zhou Tian, which also makes Jiang Yu turn into such a white dragon.

Wei Qing just stood firm, then saw a fierce white dragon flying in, he couldn't help but be shocked, covered in cold sweat, and hurriedly changed his handprints, there were strange yellow lights flashing on it, dazzling, and the lines were shining, like a hideous red yellow dragon swimming.

"Spirit Yellow Seal!"

And Mo Qi on the side changed his face, this spirit yellow seal is a move of the Yuan Yi True Self Realm, and now Wei Qing uses the cultivation of his own Qi Yuan Realm to urge this move that is a big realm, although it can exert one-tenth of its power, but for its own consumption, it is so big that it is terrifying.

He was a little helpless, he knew very well how stubborn his disciple's character was, and what Wei Qing was determined to do, even he could not persuade him in the slightest. He couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yu, who seemed to be galloping into a white dragon, and admired in his heart, but the fourth order of Qi Yuan can spread his vitality all over his body, and support it for such a long time, and the cultivation accumulation is really strong.

However, Mo Qi looked away this time, Jiang Yu had only been cultivating for nine days since he began to cultivate, and the accumulation of his cultivation did not come from step-by-step cultivation, but the purple light empowerment in the terrifying cave that made the vitality in his body so strong.

Wei Qing's pupils shrank deeply, in his eyes, it seemed that a white dragon was gradually enlarged, getting bigger and bigger, the wind and dust around him were floating all over the place, and the fallen leaves and wind and sand were staggered and flying, actually surrounding the white dragon's body, Jiang Yu inside, his eyes were as sharp as a peerless sword that had opened his edge, stinging Wei Qing's eyes.

He looked at the white dragon in front of him, his heart was pounding, his left hand was slowing down, and a flame of fear and anxiety rose in his heart, as if he had seen some great terror. The spirit yellow seal was interrupted before it could be completely cast, and it dispersed in an instant, and the huge force sent him flying several meters away, and the internal organs of the five organs were all violently shaken, and the blood condensed along his lips like a blood-red thick line to the ground.

Wei Qing's hand holding the long sword trembled violently, his limbs were powerless, his brain was blank, and the moves he had learned from his master were like being stolen by a thief who turned into nervousness, and he looked at the white dragon biting with his bloody mouth open, and he was so frightened that he fainted.

Mo Qi's eyes were condensed like substance, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place, and a hand that had been scratched out of countless marks by vicissitudes of life was just in front of Wei Qing. The wind and sand were scattered, and the white dragon covered with purple-blue light only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared between heaven and earth, and Jiang Yu only felt that his elbow was hit hard by something heavy, and the Tianluan sword in his hand fell to the ground, and the whole person was knocked away by the force of the backlash.

Jiang Yu, who was knocked down from the sword, frowned slightly, this old man's strength was really powerful, he condensed the qi yuan of his whole body in front of Mo Qi and could block it with just one palm, and the moment he tried it, the power of the white dragon that was scattered made his right hand holding the sword continue to ache, and he was afraid that he would not be able to raise the sword for a month.

"Thank you seniors for keeping your hand!" He knew that it was Mo Qi who kept his hand, otherwise if Mo Qi used one percent of his strength, he was afraid that he would only end up with a corpse on the spot.

Mo Qi didn't say anything, turned around and fed Wei Qing who was in a coma with a pill, and used Zhenyuan to heal him, his thick eyebrows furrowed, Wei Qing was counterattacked by the Linghuang Seal, and he injured his internal organs, and he couldn't heal in a month.

After a few incense sticks, Mo Qi turned around, a pair of cloudy eyes staring at Jiang Yu tightly, indifferent and angry, but he didn't move, as if he was thinking about something. In the past few incense sticks, Jiang Yu has been mobilizing his vitality to recover the injury of his right arm, and what makes him bitter is that the flow of this vitality is only a drop in the bucket in this regard.

Jiang Yu's heart was tense, staring at Mo Qi, as long as he had any threatening behavior, he would activate the Blue Dragon Token given by the master and ask the master to make a move.

"Not necessarily. ”

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and the Qinglong token in his left hand was loosened, in such a situation, this old man actually wanted to let himself go?

Mo Qi sighed lightly, looked at Wei Qing's eyes with some worry, and said lightly: "It's just that Qing'er is young and frivolous, I don't blame you." That Spirit Yellow Seal is a move that can only be practiced in the realm of Yuanyi's true self, and besides, he is not like you, his own combat experience is not enough, and the move is unstable, and it is reasonable for him to use it and be eaten back. ”

Jiang Yu was stunned when he heard this, he didn't have much of the battles he had experienced, how could he be worthy of his rich combat experience, he suddenly remembered the several tortures he had experienced in that terrifying cave, could it be caused by the battles in that cave? But how could it be that there were only a few battles that were pressed and beaten? He pondered, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out.

Just as he was thinking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him, seeing that it was Mo Qi, he hurriedly wanted to take out the Qinglong token in his arms.

"I heal you. A slightly kind voice sounded.

Before Jiang Yu could agree, Mo Qi touched his right arm with one hand, he only felt a strong vitality like a substance pouring into his right arm, constantly repairing the injury of his right arm, he felt this terrible vitality, and sighed in his heart, this is the true yuan, the quality far exceeds the vitality, it is really terrifying.

What Jiang Yu injured was only flesh, muscles, and bones, and compared to the serious injuries of the cultivators, they were only minor injuries. It didn't take long for Jiang Yu to feel that his right arm had been repaired intact, and looking at Mo Qi's indifferent face, as if there was no true yuan consumption in his body, he asked in surprise.

"This bit of true yuan is just a few drops of water in the old decaying dantian. ”

He couldn't help but secretly despise himself, how could he compare his Qi Yuan Realm with Mo Qi's realm, maybe it was a life-saving pool for himself, but for the other party, it might only be one ten-thousandth of the true yuan in his body.

Seeing that Jiang Yu was a little embarrassed, Mo Qi smiled disapprehantly, and then said with a straight face.

"It's a long way to go, so I'll leave tomorrow. ”

"In addition, there is an extremely important thing for the old man to ask Jiang Xiaoyou. ”