Chapter 175 174 Falling into the Water Sword Technique

Mo Yuheng went through several rounds of competition, and when he reached the fourth round, one person got a bye, and the remaining 14 people played 7 games to enter the next round.

There are a total of 8 people in the fifth round.

Yichuan and Mo Yuheng immediately gave up when faced with the result. They fought against Mo Yuheng last time and knew that the opponent had become stronger now and was no match for him.

Now that the master is here, it’s not easy to be embarrassed, so he grits his teeth and walks off the stage.

Everyone's jaws almost dropped. This was the proud Yichuan, the single spiritual genius in the eyes of everyone's envy.

Break all the thoughts they had about him.

Excluding one person, only 4 people remain in the next 6th round.

Mo Yuheng happened to meet Xu Huai in the first game, and there were strong sparks after the collision.

Many of the new disciples cheered, some of them sincerely, and some of them to cheer for the two sides who were blocked.

Mo Yuheng walked up calmly. Even though Mo Yuheng looked weak on the outside, there was a look of perseverance between his eyebrows.

Because it only shows that the ice spirit root is affected by it, and the body emits cold air and is extremely cold.

Even monks with lower cultivation levels than her dare not look directly at her.

"Yu Heng, you and I should have had a fight long ago."

Xu Huai waved his hand, and a blue sword appeared in his hand.

He held his hands tightly and stabbed forward, his hair and clothes slowly floating around his body.

A flying sword also appeared in Mo Yuheng's hand and spun around: "You're right, come on."

Xu Huai snorted coldly, and countless swords suddenly appeared around Jiao Die in his hands, emitting a cold cold light.

Stabs at Mo Yuheng one after another.

Mo Yuheng snorted and let go of the flying sword, and countless blue flying swords also appeared around him.

And it still smells cold.

Xu Huai was stunned for a moment: "How is this possible?"

True Lord Wuji was rarely present, so he didn't pay attention to his apprentice's previous performance, nor did he care about the weird looks or cynicism others gave him.

Anyway, these are not painful or painful, Yuanying Zhenjun will not fight because of this matter, they are just bickering with each other to pass the boring time.

But now he is very surprised, how can Mo Yuheng know the swordsmanship of Zhenjun Yuanshui? Isn't it said that he can only master it if he passes it on to his direct disciples?

Falling Water Sword Technique:

Three thousand fell into the water.

Take only one scoop.

Still as still as pine.

The water ripples.

Immersed in silence.

A total of these 5 moves constitute the Falling into the Water sword technique, and Mo Yuheng actually used the first move of Three Thousand Falling into the Water.

"Zhenjun Yuanshui, have you handed Mo Yuheng your sword skills?"

You can't blame True Lord Wuji for saying this now. What's strange is that he rarely speaks.

If you ask such a question directly now with no beginning or end, some people will not understand and want to go somewhere else.

You look at me, I look at you.

Look at Fusang, Yuan Shui, Mo Yuheng and others...

The expressions are meaningful, and looking at each other means that you and I both know.

Only Zhenjun Yuanshui understood what the other party said. He had become famous in a battle with the sword technique of falling into the water.

Many people coveted the sword skills in his hands and wanted to ask for them from him.

Wuji Zhenjun is one of them. This is the method and basis for his fame. If he really hands it over to others.

Where does he have a foothold? Can't he seize his weakness and attack it?

Because of this thought, he categorically refused Wuji Zhenjun’s request for sword skills.

But who can tell him this?

How does Mo Yuheng know this swordsmanship?

And although the first move of Three Thousand Falling into the Water is a bit unfamiliar, it is rough and classy.

Enter the threshold directly and familiarize yourself with the lifting methods.

Mo Yuheng had clearly seen the first sword technique used by Xu Huai before, and transformed into countless water swords.

Integrating the artistic conception of Three Thousand Falling into the Water Sword into it, the whole sword becomes very heavy and cannot be controlled by ordinary people.

Unless you are a person with extraordinary spiritual awareness or have a special physique.

Xu Huai was born with a sword, so he could control it easily.

Mo Yuheng was able to use it to feel his Chaos Holy Body, or it was because his spiritual consciousness was powerful.

The swords in my hands become many and blend into my own artistic conception.

Her way is to unite ten thousand swords into one, and she has already mastered the artistic conception of all swords. She can naturally see the path of Zhenjun Yuanshui's Falling into the Water Sword Technique. The first time she used it, although it was unfamiliar, she knew the path.

Mo Yuheng has a strong understanding and is able to practice the sword skills used by the opponent in the Dead Sea.

It feels incredible.

"How is this possible?"

Many golden elixir masters were extremely shocked, even Nascent Soul Master Yuanying was very surprised if he calmed down.

"How could you master my master's Luoshui sword technique?"

"What's impossible?"

Mo Yuheng controlled all the swords to fly out quickly, and using the mysterious magic formula with both hands, countless swords flew out and collided.

The sword that was attacked by the opponent exploded, and the surrounding area was filled with a lot of exploding sword energy, and countless sparks were quickly shot out in all directions.

And the ground was constantly being cut with traces, which shocked the new disciples below.

All the swords of the two collided continuously. After the attack was completed, there was no damage to either side.

"Just take one scoop." Xu Huai shouted.

Mo Yuheng followed the opponent's control, put his hands together, and all the swords flew into the sky, constantly joining together and overlapping.

It turned into a blue and extremely cold sword, floating and then colliding with each other.

"Mo Yuheng, let me see how much spiritual energy you have that you can use up with me."

"Then you can give it a try."

Double Dantian is no joke, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat the Foundation Establishment Monk.

Xu Huai felt something was wrong. The huge sword curtains from both sides attacked together, and the strong energy continued to spread in all directions.

There were constant roars in the middle of the attack.

Although Xu Huai was at a loss and wondered how Mo Yuheng knew how to use the Falling Water Sword Technique?

Too smart, now is not the time to be entangled.

When the opponent's understanding of this move is very little and immature, use the strongest force to continuously input attacks to suppress it.

I want to use this move to knock the opponent out and win the game.

The powerful spiritual power input in Mo Yuheng's hand constantly modified the power of the falling sword technique through her spiritual sense, trying to see how she could defeat the opponent in this way.

It was indeed effective, and I gradually became mature and mastered the swordsmanship in my hands.

Xu Huai, who still wanted to take advantage of the loophole, screamed secretly and tried his best to channel spiritual power into it. The powerful attacks became more and more destructive. His face quickly turned pale.

The acupuncture points that were finally opened and filled with spiritual energy quickly became dim.

It seemed like he was about to escape his control and attack.

The spiritual energy in my hand keeps running wild, and I feel so panicked that I don’t know what to do?

Gritting his teeth tightly, he didn't want to lose this game like this. He couldn't bear the loss.

To be strong like that, you will never bow your head and admit defeat.

Absolutely not.

He must prove that the master was right to accept him as his disciple, as Mo Yuheng's talent is not as good as his.

Sure enough, because of the thoughts in his heart, his strength has reached a higher level.

The attacks on my hands are getting stronger and stronger.

Mo Yuheng felt vaguely depressed, but the attack on his hand was not buffered at all.

He decisively input his spiritual power, snorted coldly, used the magic formula and rushed forward quickly, regardless of the powerful sword light that kept impacting her.

He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and his whole body's aura suddenly changed dramatically.
Chapter completed!