Appearing on the sword platform was a young man with handsome features, even a little childish on his face.
His opponent was a burly man. He looked the boy up and down, and there was a trace of contempt in his eyes: "Little brother, this is not a place to play. You should go down and play."
Mo Shaoyun's expression was stern, and he activated the sword element without saying a word, and the aura of the peak of the sword element in the middle period was suddenly released.
The opponent raised his eyebrows: "Little guy, don't be ignorant of good and evil! I only try to persuade you because you are from the Qinglong Mo family."
The people we are fighting against now are at least in the late stage of Jian Yuan. Mo Shaoyun's cultivation in the middle stage of Jian Yuan seems a bit weak here. It's no wonder that the opponent despises him.
Hum! Mo Shaoyun snorted lightly, the sword style was already launched, and the scorching sword light swept across the entire sword platform.
The opponent was disdainful at first, and then the disdain on his face gradually solidified, and was finally replaced by horror. From the outside, after this spiritual sword master at the peak of the late sword yuan took a few swords from the young man from the Qinglong Mo family, the body-protecting sword light on his body turned out to be... It began to loosen up, and its aura became obviously scattered. Soon he was forced back by Mo Shaoyun, and his sword power could not be condensed, and he looked like he was being beaten.
"It's the Mo family's heart-burning secret technique! This young man has understood such a secret technique at such a young age!" Someone exclaimed.
The Qinglong Mo Family's Burning Heart Technique has a great reputation. It can arouse the inner fire of the opponent during a fight, causing the opponent to go crazy and self-immolate if he is not careful. Even if the opponent does not go crazy, it still takes a lot of effort to suppress the inner fire, and the combat effectiveness is greatly weakened. .At this moment, Mo Shaoyun's opponent was in this dilemma. Every time he resisted the opponent's sword energy, the inner fire in his heart became more violent. In the end, let alone fighting back, just suppressing the inner fire consumed all his energy.
Half an hour later, this spiritual sword master who was at the peak of the late stage of Jianyuan simply gave up, because he could no longer suppress his inner fire and resist the opponent's attack at the same time.
"Concession."
Mo Shaoyun is a child after all, and the deliberate coldness on his face can no longer be maintained, and a trace of joy appears on his face.
The peak spiritual sword master in the late stage of Jianyuan's originally dark face turned even darker. He was defeated by a young boy. This humiliation was not ordinary. If you want to blame him, you can only blame yourself for underestimating the enemy and letting the other party take advantage of him. Otherwise, why would he be defeated by a young man whose cultivation was a small level below him?
"I'm going to Liao Huacheng of the Liao family in Tianwei Su Pavilion to learn the advanced skills of the Qinglong Mo family."
A young man wearing a dark blue sword robe stepped onto the sword platform, and an icy air spread from where he stood. He was obviously a spirit swordsman who specialized in ice-type sword techniques.
Mo Shaoyun won a small victory, and his self-confidence was somewhat inflated. He was obviously more relaxed than in the first game and returned the favor politely.
When the sword fight began, Mo Shaoyun tried to follow the same pattern and tried to suppress the enemy with the heart-burning technique of the Burning Sky Sword Technique. Unfortunately, since the opponent dared to come forward, he had his own support. The ice attribute sword element was deployed, and the effect of the heart fire was suppressed to a minimum.
Seeing that after a few sword blows, the opponent seemed to be fine, Mo Shaoyun also felt something bad and panicked.
Liao Huacheng smiled slightly: "Little brother, your sword intention level is still too low to exert the true power of the Heart-Burning Secret Technique. You'd better go back and practice for a few more years."
As soon as he finished speaking, a bright sword light rose on the sword platform, and terrifying ice crystals spread across the entire sword platform in an instant. Mo Shaoyun screamed and fell to the sword platform.
"Xiaoyun!"
With a tender cry, a slender figure rushed out from an auxiliary hall near the highest point and caught Mo Shaoyun who flew out of the sword body.
The owner of the figure is a young girl with clear eyes and sharp teeth. Her flying black hair is tied into a ponytail. Her clothes are also cut into a simple and tight fit. She is not as fancy as an ordinary woman and looks very heroic. Mo Shaoyun is lying in the arms of the girl.
, his body was covered with a layer of frost, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was like gold paper. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
"It's just a casual discussion, but it's so heavy-handed?"
The girl glared at Liao Huacheng, her breasts rising and falling.
Liao Huacheng glanced at the girl's breasts unscrupulously and said calmly: "I accidentally missed and failed to control my strength. If you are afraid of getting hurt, you shouldn't let him come up. This is not a place to play."
"You!" The girl almost broke her teeth. How could she not see that the other party was targeting her Mo family? Wasn't the Liao family of Tianwei Suge the closest to the Qian family in the past few decades?
Just when the girl was about to go on stage to teach the opponent a lesson, a voice came down from above: "Qing'er, come back!"
The voice came from the seven auxiliary halls below the main hall, and it was obviously a sword master level expert.
The girl suppressed the anger in her chest, hugged Mo Shaoyun and flew back to the auxiliary hall where the Qinglong Mo family was located. However, before she could stand upright, a strange sneer came from an auxiliary hall above.
"The Mo family is really getting worse from generation to generation. They even push out unweaned children. It's sad, it's sad."
The girl's beautiful eyes were blazing, she turned around and yelled loudly: "Mei Yutang! What the hell are you farting at?"
"Stinky fart? No?" Mei Yutang looked innocent and sniffed around him seriously: "Sister Qing'er, did you smell it wrong? I didn't fart. If you don't believe me, smell it."
As he spoke, he stuck his butt out and pointed it in the direction of the girl.
"You!" The girl was extremely embarrassed and angry, but she could do nothing about the other party's rogue attitude.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
In the auxiliary hall where Mei Yutang is located, many young people burst into laughter.
The girl was so ashamed and angry that a layer of mist formed in her eyes. In a verbal dispute with a man, women were inherently at a disadvantage, let alone meeting a man who had no sense of shame.
At this moment, a cold snort sounded from not far away from the girl, and a young man stood up from his seat.
"Ye Xingchen, are your men so uneducated? If you are unwilling to discipline them, I will discipline them for you."
Ye Xingchen raised his eyelids but did not move. It seemed that the opponent was not qualified enough for him to accept the move.
Qian Tiancai stood up and looked directly at the young man: "Young Master Feng, it seems it's not your turn to discipline our people."
"Really?" Dongfang Qingfeng snorted coldly, and his body flashed, turning into a meteor and falling onto the sword platform.
boom!
The body fell hard on the sword platform, and the peak fluctuations of the sword's late stage combined with the sword that reached the 90% level spread crazily.
Liao Huacheng's expression changed and he took three steps back before avoiding Dongfang Qingfeng's sharp edge.
"snort."
Dongfang Qingfeng sneered, and terrible fluctuations erupted in his body. The dark blue sword light instantly covered the entire sword platform, making it impossible for anyone to see what was going on inside.
Continuous and intensive roars exploded in the green curtain. A few breaths later, a scream was heard, and a figure fell out of the green light and hit the ban of the nearest auxiliary hall, causing a spiritual light to fill the sky.
It was Liao Huacheng! Just now he severely wounded Mo Shaoyun with his sword, and now he has followed suit.
Dongfang Qingfeng didn't even look at Liao Huacheng and pointed his sword at Ye Xingchen.
"Ye Xingchen! Do you have the guts to fight?"
Qian Tiancai's body rose with golden flames, and he stepped out of the auxiliary hall: "You are not qualified to let Mr. Chen take action, I will meet you."
The two of them had no other nonsense at all and collided directly with each other. Yiyang Jian Yuan was at the peak of his late stage and his sword intention cultivation was at 90% level. It can be said that they were matched against each other, but a discerning person could still see that Dongfang Qingfeng was at a disadvantage because Dongfang Qingfeng's sword
Yuan Nai is a wood element and is being restrained by Qian Tiancai's fire element sword Yuan.
However, the exciting battle on the sword platform had nothing to do with Mo Wen. Mo Wen looked up at an auxiliary hall high up, his eyes a little dazed.
"What's wrong?" Yueying noticed something was wrong with Mo Wen and asked worriedly.
Mo Wen looked back and shook his head: "It's okay, I have something to do, so I'll go back first."
After saying that, he walked directly to the exit of Panlong Palace. Yueying blinked and looked at Mo Wen's back thoughtfully.
Mo Wen didn't know how he should face the Mo family now, so he chose to escape temporarily.
For the next two days of the Sword Club, Mo Wen did not show up and stayed at the station. Until the last day of the Ten-Day Sword Club, he had to show up on this day. In order to give the highest honor of being among the top ten in the Sword Club, all Sword Origin Realm
All spirit sword masters must go to watch the ceremony.
"Yesterday's duel was so exciting. Young Master Ye Jiachen has actually reached the half-step sword embryo state where sword, yuan, sword and intention are both perfect! Three swords defeated Young Master Hong of the Cang Family of Qinglong, forcing Princess Qingling of the Dongfang Family to surrender and suppressed her with all her strength.
Many heroes dare not challenge him! It seems that the title of Qinglong War Immortal belongs to him."
"Yes, at such a young age, he actually has half-step sword cultivation. I really don't know how these people practice. It took me two hundred years to condense the sword essence. The comparison between people is so irritating!"
"Stop complaining. People have great undertakings. If massive resources are piled up, even waste can become a genius."
The surrounding spirit swordsmen were talking a lot, and most of them were talking about the grand event yesterday. In fact, even if the ten-day sword meeting is over on the ninth day, the real masters will take action on this day to decide the winner. As for the tenth day, it is basically
A formality for the young heroes of the younger generation to have their final exchanges.
"The top ten places have been determined. The first place is Ye Xingchen of the Qinglong Ye family. The children of the Mo family were not selected."
Although Mo Wen did not take the initiative to ask, Yueying still took it upon himself to tell Mo Wen this. The list of ten people was drawn up by the Sword Heart Realm Sword Master present, and then voted on by other Sword Embryo Realm Sword Masters, so for the spirits with a little status,
There are no secrets to a swordsman.
Mo Wen's expression did not change at all, and he looked at the sword platform indifferently. He had already made a decision. His home was the Mo family of Ziyunxing Pavilion Zhao Guo Sword Villa. It had nothing to do with the Qinglong Mo family. He would not let the other party do anything for him.
No matter what his parents bear, he will not cling to the other party's high branches. Since they were expelled a thousand years ago, there is no relationship between the two parties. He will seek justice for his parents himself and will never rely on outsiders.
Power!
"I've heard about the names of the four young masters of Qinglong for a long time. Now Young Master Xingchen, Young Master Feilong, Cang Feihong, and Young Master Jinwu, Gan Tiancai, have all seen it. Only Young Master Burning Heart, Mo Shaoqing, hasn't learned it yet. Now that Young Master Qing is here,
Now, I would like to ask you, young man, to give me some advice and satisfy my little wish."
A clear and free voice came from the sword platform, and a handsome young man wearing black water mysterious clothes was seen standing on the sword platform, looking at the highest auxiliary hall with burning eyes.