Mo Wuxie looked at No. 4 calmly, feeling that this guy definitely had the strength of Emperor Wu, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be helpless.
Although No. 4 suppressed his cultivation, the power that exploded was still powerful. Especially those hands, which were boiling with black energy. It seemed that all the sharp blades in the world were useless under these hands!
He originally wanted to use Tai Chi to regain No. 4. But Tai Chi has its limits. No matter whether it is hard or rubbing, as long as the enemy's strength reaches the limit that Tai Chi can withstand, the method of moving a thousand pounds with four ounces is useless.
Number 4 is his most powerful support so far, and he cannot give up. Now, there is only one move that can be fought.
Can Meng, the Gui Xu chapter of the Zang Yue Sword Technique, is the most powerful sword move of the Zang Yue Sword Technique. Among them, Wan Jian Gui Zong is a single-target penetrating attack sword technique. Currently, only this move may be successful.
Eight substantial swords composed of sword energy suddenly appeared in front of him. Each sword exuded powerful sword energy and rotated around his body.
He pointed at number four, and the sword moved according to his thoughts, flying out in a continuous motion, like a long dragon, but silently.
Number 4 seemed to know how powerful this move was, so he drew out the magic sword from his back and struck it down with one strike!
A death sickle appeared and struck the tip of the sword, followed by a series of collisions and roars.
The whole stone room trembled until Mo Wuxie almost lost his hearing.
But his eyes were fixed on his sword, a little excited and uneasy.
Wan Jian returned to his clan, and three mysterious swords were destroyed by the death scythe. Every impact made him feel suffocated, and the death scythe finally turned into wisps of black energy and dispersed.
The remaining five swords hit No. 4's chest.
Boom boom boom boom!
There were five explosions in total, and each explosion made No. 4 take a few steps back. With the last sword blow, No. 4 was finally lifted up and hit the stone wall.
Mo Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the opposite side while leaning on the Ningbi Sword. Now, he had no strength to fight anymore.
Wan Jian Guizong had already drained all his profound energy. He quickly took out a large return pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and immediately restored three layers of profound energy!
Da Huan Dan cannot be taken continuously. There must be a gap between each pill before taking the second pill. Therefore, he only took out one pill. This was the first time in the real sense after he refined Da Huan Dan.
After using it, I didn’t expect the effect to be great!
He stared at No. 4 blankly. No. 4's chest was shot through. The strange red light in his eyes seemed to flicker and weaken a lot.
If this doesn't make No. 4 admit defeat, then he really has no choice.
No. 4 got up, but before he could stand still, he fell to the ground. This shocked him. The remaining three levels of profound energy activated Wanjian Guizong again. Two swords appeared again, but he was instantly stunned.
, his face turned pale, he was already overdrawn! After No. 4 fell to the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, you knocked me down, Servant No. 4 will fight for you!"
Mo Wuxie finally let out a sigh of relief, fell to the ground, and secretly called him lucky!
Waves of fatigue continued to hit him. Finally, he returned to the alchemy room and regained his full energy so that he could join Qu Yuan.
Qu Yuan was naturally concerned about his recovery of his slaves. When they met, she first checked his body and found that he was fine. Then she was relieved and asked about the battle. Mo Wuxie made a fist with his right hand, pointed out two fingers, and said, "It will be done naturally!"
She didn't understand the meaning of these two fingers for a while, but when he said it was done, she understood a little bit. This was probably a victory gesture!
The spiritual energy returned, the five-fold time came again, and Mo Wuxie and Qu Yuan practiced again.
After practicing, he put a human skin mask on his face and immediately became a different person.
Qu Yuan looked at the strange man in surprise and said, "Only our Tianlong Pavilion can make this noodle. Where did you get it?"
This mask was obtained from Qu Long before the battle in Danchen Pavilion. Qu Long was from Tianlong Pavilion. Naturally, this mask was produced in Tianlong Pavilion.
Mo Wuxie was startled, thought about it, and finally told the truth. He felt that with their current relationship, there was no need to hide anything.
Qu Yuan smiled and said: "You, you are really lucky. Qu Long is the disciple we placed in Danchen Pavilion to collect medicinal materials. Unexpectedly, he got an advantage from you. However, you have to be careful, you cannot ask Tianlong about this matter."
The second person in the pavilion must come to the rescue, otherwise you will be sanctioned by Tianlong Pavilion!"
It confirms the saying that girls are outgoing. This is especially true for women once they have a place to belong to. If it had been before, Qu Yuan would have caught Mo Wuxie and sent him back to Tianlong Pavilion to accept the sanction of the code!
Mo Wuxie showed a relieved smile and said, "You don't blame me?"
Qu Yuan shook her head and said: "What's the use of blaming you? Could it be that Qu Long will come back to life? Well, the treasures of heaven, materials and earth are destined to be obtained by the destined person. Obviously, you are the destined person."
In fact, Qu Yuan is still quite distressed now. A large and ancient family like Tianlong Pavilion needs to go undercover to steal, which shows that the medicinal materials in Danchen Pavilion have the necessities they need.
Mo Wuxie put the giant sword on his back, looked at Qu Yuan, smiled mysteriously, and said, "Do you think I look like a disciple of Zixuan Pavilion?"
Qu Yuan was surprised and worried, and said: "If you add purple clothes, it will be perfect. But, can you not tell me that you are going to Zixuan Sect for a stroll?"
Mo Wuxie nodded and said: "Those who know me can help me solve my worries; those who don't know me, don't tell me what I want! Yuanyuan, you are so smart!"
When Qu Yuan was praised by him, she immediately said sweetly, "However, the Zixuan Sect is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. I'm worried that you are in danger!"
Mo Wuxie shook his head and said, "There are places like the God's Tomb that I don't dare to go to. Don't worry, just stay at home and wait for me to come back!"
When she heard that she was waiting for him at home, Qu Yuan's face was filled with a happy smile. What did it look like? She now regarded herself as Mo Wuxie's wife!
After her repeated warnings, Mo Wuxie had left!
Returning to the real world, Mo Wuxie first looked at the ruins twenty miles away and sighed helplessly.
At this time, there were dozens of blue lights hovering over the ruins, and two purple lights exuding a dangerous aura. There were countless figures moving on the ground.
They have sealed off a ten-mile radius, and there are spies in the sky and on the ground.
He was grateful for his wisdom and martial arts. If he hadn't considered that there might be changes, if he had still stayed at the battle site, he might have been surrounded by now!
A martial saint from the outermost part of the Zixuan Sect fell on a big tree to rest. He smiled disdainfully and said to himself: "It's just Mo Wuxie doing so with such a big fanfare. It's really embarrassing. So.
There are so many martial saints that it’s inexplicable
It's wonderful to die, oh, there is also a Martial Emperor, right? I don't think Martial Emperor is very good, he deserves to die. Is this Mo Wuxie really so difficult to deal with? If I meet him, hehe, I will let him know
What is strength!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw someone standing quietly two meters away from him. He jumped up as if he had seen a ghost. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the giant sword behind the person. To be honest, he thought
When I met Mo Wuxie, I was so scared that I almost peed my pants. He asked, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"
Mo Wuxie showed an evil smile and said, "Didn't you just say that when you meet Mo Wuxie, you should let him know your strength? I won't come now?"
Wu Sheng was immediately frightened and wanted to scream, but his words were silenced as soon as they reached his throat. Because Mo Wuxie's Ningbi Sword had already pierced his throat.
Wu Sheng grabbed the Ningbi Sword. He was inexplicably frightened, his eyeballs protruded, and he refused to rest in silence!
"What a loser, fuck!" Mo Wuxie spat. This kind of guy is a coward who talks big words. He was so frightened by his reputation that he even forgot to pull out his sword. This shows how poor their psychological quality is.
He quickly took off the purple clothes of the Martial Saint and put them on himself. In order to prevent people from suspecting that he had impersonated a disciple of Zixuan Pavilion, he stripped this guy naked and threw his body into the wilderness. In this way, no one would think that this was still Zixuan.