"Sister Qianluo..." Dongfang Yaomeng said eagerly. With the help of Bai Xiangbing and Dongfang Yaomeng, Mo Qianluo has reached the second stage and seventh stage from the second stage and fifth stage after half a year of training. Although the progress seems to be very slow.
Come on, Mo Qianluo has been extremely busy since he took over the study. If he still has time to practice, it is just a waste of time.
But the old man in black robe in front of him is a second-level and ninth-level cultivator. If Bai Xiangbing or himself were to take action, it would be enough to make this old man in black robe lie in bed for a year and a half.
Dongfang Yaomeng looked at Bai Xiangbing. In her opinion, the most cunning among the three was Bai Xiangbing who often pretended to be crazy and acted foolishly. Although Bai Xiangbing said, "This is cleverness, not cunning.".
Bai Xiangbing glanced at Dongfang Yaomeng, and then glanced at the iron folding fan in Mo Qianluo's hand. Dongfang Yaomeng remembered that the iron folding fan blessed by the enhanced magic crystal was in the second stage of Mo Qianluo's seventh stage.
Driven by his strength, the combat effectiveness is enough to make Bai Xiangbing or Dongfang Yaomeng who don't use secret techniques feel choked. A second-level seventh-level one can compare with the third-level and third-level ones in terms of combat effectiveness. It is conceivable that the enhanced type
How powerful is the magic crystal?
"This place is small, it's better to compete in the arena." The old man in black robe said. After speaking, he made a gesture of invitation. Mo Qianluo smiled slightly and also made a gesture of invitation to show his politeness.
"Damn shemale, why does this old man want to compete with Sister Qianluo? Why did Sister Qianluo agree? We'll be fine soon after we go up?" Dongfang Yaomeng tugged on Bai Xiangbing's sleeves and asked in confusion.
Bai Xiangbing smiled and said, "You are so young."
Dongfang Yaomeng was not happy and continued to ask. Bai Xiangbing analyzed: "If you want to buy this Wanmu Study Room, you must show everyone the strength of Jianyun Mountain. It is best to defeat Qianluo. If you lose, you will not be able to win."
How much impact will it have on the reputation of Jianyun Mountain? A second-level and ninth-level old man can only be said to be a small deacon outside the door. At most, it will give people the feeling that he is not acclimatized. The requirement to become a deacon of Jianyun Mountain is to have a combat power of
At the third level, this old man may have some tricks, but Qianluo is not weaker than others. But if Qianluo loses or is timid, it will have a big impact on Yule Villa, and it will also affect her as the young master of the village.
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"How insidious." Dongfang Yaomeng cursed.
Bai Xiangbing smiled. He was a little envious of Dongfang Yaomeng. In her world, everything was black and white, and she was as simple as ever. She didn't have to worry about the infighting in the family. The reason why he ran away from home was more because he didn't like it.
Power struggles in the family.
Two figures stood facing each other on the ring. The old man in black robe unsheathed his sword. Mo Qianluo raised his slender hand lightly. The iron folding fan suddenly opened. Each fan blade glowed with a chilling cold light like a dagger, surrounded by green light.
Holding the iron fan, a kind of energy bursts out at any time that can surprise people at any time.
"I've long heard that Yule Villa's original fan technique is unique in the world, and now that I can get a glimpse of it, even if I lose, I feel honored even if I lose." said the old man in black robe.
"Even in the south of the Yangtze River, this little girl has heard about your sect and is named after the sword. I hope your swordsmanship can be worthy of his name. Please give me your advice." Mo Qianluo said.
The old man stepped in front of Mo Qianluo and stabbed straight with his sword. Mo Qianluo stepped on the ring and jumped up high. The old man changed his sword move and raised it upward. Mo Qianluo slashed down with his folding fan. With a clang, the sword fan
Xiang Peng, pulled out a few sparks, Mo Qianluo hit the long sword, used the force to jump up, floated to the ground behind the black-robed old man, swept the iron fan, the old man turned around to block the iron fan, Mo Qianluo used the force to float up again
, like catkins, like fallen flowers.
"Yule Villa is good at body skills and using softness to overcome strength, and generally does not take the initiative to fight head-on," Bai Xiangbing explained to Dongfang Yaomeng: "It's hard to tell the outcome now, but don't underestimate that magic crystal, how powerful it is.
You and I have experienced it.
The old man in black robe circulated his spiritual energy, and some small silver snakes appeared around him. This old man's main attribute is the thunder attribute, which is both explosive and violent.
Seeing what the black-robed old man did, Mo Qianluo also circulated the wind-attribute spiritual energy and injected it into the iron folding fan. A green halo of light appeared around him. The halo of light connected end to end and surrounded Mo Qianluo, like a gust of wind surrounding his body.
The folding fan in his hand emits green light, and a powerful wave comes from the folding fan.
"Second level seven, the master's strength has improved again." Everyone in Wanmu Study Hall was overjoyed. They also vaguely guessed the relationship between Mo Qianluo and Bai Xiangbing. Bai Xiangbing's strength was superior, so Mo Qianluo also
It won't be that bad.
"At such an age, you have reached the second level and seventh level. The information of Yule Villa is actually hidden so deeply." The old man in black robe secretly asked: "What is this woman's background?"
Under normal circumstances, disciples with such outstanding talents will be selected as the heirs of the sect and will not come out casually. Who knows that Mo Qianluo, who has been playing with Bai Xiangbing since childhood, and Bai Xiangbing, sometimes act out of common sense?
You will come to this inconspicuous study.
After a few swipes, the two fought for several more rounds. The old man in black robe's long sword danced like a silver ball, moving towards Mo Qianluo.
"Is this the 'Thousand Swords and Ten Thousand Blades'?" Mo Qianluo stepped back and observed the silver ball. He did not dare to attack rashly, knowing that if he was hit by the lightning attribute, he would not only be injured, but also
Even cultivators with a higher level of cultivation than him can't resist the paralysis effect.
Mo Qianluo dodged again and used the folding fan as a dart to fly out of his hand. The folding fan turned into a ray of green light. The swords and fans collided with each other, making a squeaking sound, interrupting the black-robed old man's thousand swords.
With a pick of the sword, the folding fan flew away. Mo Qianluo took the folding fan. The thunder attribute paralysis effect in it had been exhausted by the action of air and magic crystal, and had no effect on Mo Qianluo at all. The old man in black robe
He was knocked back a few steps by Mo Qianluo. If he hadn't grasped the hilt tightly, the long sword would have been blown away long ago. Under the protection of spiritual energy, cracks still appeared on the sword body, which shocked the old man in black robe.
Seeing Mo Qianluo showing off his power, everyone in Wanmu Study couldn't help shouting "Hello", even Bai Xiangbing and Dongfang Yaomeng cheered softly.
"Heavenly Thunder Net." The old man in black robe shouted, and the long sword in his hand struck at Mo Qianluo in a mysterious trajectory. The silver thunder and lightning followed the swing of the long sword and formed a large silver net to cover Mo Qianluo.
go.
When Mo Qianluo retreated sharply, the black-robed old man's handprints changed, and the thunder and lightning net suddenly grew larger and divided into eight, sealing Mo Qianluo's retreat.
"Is this an intermediate variant of the three-stage slash?" Dongfang Yaomeng asked.
"What?" Bai Xiangbing asked in confusion. As for the innate skills, he only knew that they could evolve, but he couldn't understand the mutation.
"This is a mutation evolution. Generally, the three-stage slash evolves from the intermediate level to the intermediate level and becomes the six-stage slash. After this mutation, it becomes the eight-stage slash, which is eight attacks. Moreover, the attack power and range will be increased by 20 to 30%, but
It does not consume one's own spiritual energy, which is a rather troublesome mutation." Dongfang Yaomeng said: "This is what my mother told me before."
Looking at these silver power grids enveloping him, Mo Qianluo stood on one foot and danced on the ring. The enveloping silver power grids seemed to have no regard for his own business.
"What are you doing, Sister Qianluo? What are you dancing at this time!" When Dongfang Yaomeng was about to shout, Bai Xiangbing grabbed Dongfang Yaomeng and said, "This is the fan skill of Yule Villa, which is famous for killing people invisible.
Hiding murderous intentions with graceful dancing, it looks like this power grid can be broken."
"Flower wings flying."
The cold voice fell, and a blue hurricane blew up with the gorgeous dance, and the surrounding flowers were involved in it, forming a beautiful style. The style suddenly burst open, and a graceful figure in a green skirt soared into the sky.
When he stood up, the eight power grids were shaken into nothingness, the petals gathered around Mo Qianluo, the folding fan pressed down, and the petals shot downward like sharp arrows.
Although the swordsmanship of the old man in black robe is extraordinary, can he chop through ten petals but can he cut through twenty or thirty? It didn't take long to defeat the old man in black robe. The old man was penetrated by hundreds of petals like sharp blades.
After being scratched, he vomited blood and retreated. The petals that were just like sharp blades became soft again, and then the blood stains on them were blown away in the wind.
The arena was covered with petals, and the woman in the green skirt floated to the ground like fallen leaves. Her dress was as neat as if she had just appeared on the stage. The breeze blew, and the petals blew up, adding a bit of beauty to the woman in the green skirt and a flower that was like fire from the world.
With such a fairy-like temperament, even Dongfang Yaomeng and Bai Xiangbing, who had known each other for a long time, couldn't help but wander a little bit.
Mo Qianluo turned around and stepped down, and said to the people at Jianyun Mountain: "Go slowly, don't send him away, take him away by the way, he shouldn't be dead yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in Wanmu Study Hall cheered happily. Bai Xiangbing smiled at Mo Qianluo and gave her a thumbs up: "Good job!"
Dongfang Yaomeng jumped on the stage and said loudly: "Is the master of Mo Studio winning?"
There was a shout of "good" echoed in the audience.
Bai Xiangbing shrugged his shoulders. There was nothing he could do about the little girl Dongfang Yaomeng's character. Mo Qianluo also smiled at Dongfang Yaomeng. Bai Xiangbing said loudly: "To celebrate! All students and faculty will have a holiday tomorrow!"