Mo Li's fingers moved, and the cold blade pulled back his consciousness.
The matter of the dragon pulse and spiritual energy, he will think slowly with Meng Qi when he goes back, and first solve the Qingwu ancestor who wants to become a fairy and is about to go crazy.
The ink carp shot without warning, and the light of the knife was so dim that it was almost nonexistent.
The valley was shrouded in clouds, fog and rain formed vaguely, and water droplets condensed on clothes and long hair.
This knife brought up many such tiny water droplets. In the ears of martial arts masters, the wind of the sword and the sound of water droplets collided perfectly, just as a gust of wind led the jade pendant on the hanging curtain to gently cross the Konghou's Several strings, like dewdrops, fell from the banana leaves one after another on the strange stones with many holes.
It was a sound that was indistinguishable at first, but after concentrating on distinguishing it, I suddenly discovered a wonderful scale.
The two disciples of Qingwu Patriarch just arrived. They only felt a flash in front of them, and immediately saw that the unidentified master made a move. Qingwu Patriarch and Meng Guoshi not only remained motionless, they even closed their eyes and listened to something. .
"Master, be careful!" the female disciple shouted in fright.
The ancestor of Qingwu glared at her angrily, and at the same time, he showed his body and avoided the blade.
The ink carp missed a hit, and it was not unexpected, and immediately took advantage of the situation.
The two figures flickered from east to west, evading within a very small range, leaving countless afterimages.
Falling silently, stepping on the ground without making a sound, Tie Fuchen and the two Hidden Blades never collided once, except for the sound of the wind blowing the treetops, there was no one in the valley, and it didn't look like anyone was making a move.
The female disciple opened her eyes wide, she seemed to have heard something, but stared at the two for a while and felt dizzy.
Another man in a mask immediately grabbed her.
- Too advanced martial arts, not only can't benefit from reading, but also affect the mood, there are all kinds of harm and no benefit.
They used to have great confidence in their master's martial arts, but now there are more than one enemy, and this man of unknown origin can even be on a level with the Qingwu ancestor.
When the female disciple regained his senses, he quietly retreated.
Meng Qi Yang slashed in front of her with a sword qi, and the female disciple was unable to hold back and almost collided.
"Crack."
The mask was shattered in half, revealing a beautiful face.
The female disciple of Qingwu Patriarch made a terrified and helpless expression, which was pitiful. She was indeed a rare beauty, but—
What greeted her was the cold sword wind.
The female disciple was horrified, put her hands on the ground, and rolled around in embarrassment three times before she got out of the sword wind range.
She didn't really want to seduce Meng Qi, she just used her advantage skillfully. From common sense, seeing a beauty, she couldn't help but slow down her tricks. This is the chance to escape.
Where did it come to the face
The female disciple hurriedly drew her sword to block. Her internal strength was average, her swordsmanship was average, and even the sword she used was not as good as Meng Qi's Heartfelt Sword.
Although she can barely squeeze into the first-class in terms of strength, she only has three moves in front of Meng Qi.
After three moves, the long sword snapped.
"Senior brother, save me!" the female disciple exclaimed.
The man in the puppet mask did rush over and threw a hidden weapon.
Meng Qi didn't turn his head, the sword was in his left hand.
The sleeves of the robe were swung, and the hidden weapons were affected by the internal force released from the outside, and they all stagnated in mid-air.
"Um?"
Meng Qi discovered that one of the iron bead-like hidden weapons was unusual.
He subconsciously exerted force, spit out his inner strength, and threw the hidden weapon directly into the air.
"boom!"
The iron beads exploded in mid-air, spraying out countless poisonous needles as thin as ox hair.
Meng Qiyi is not afraid, these poisonous needles will be completely destroyed by the inner breath that spreads all over his body before he can get close. This small mechanism, after all, can't match the power of the cylindrical spring.
The female disciple couldn't dodge in time and was shot with a few poisonous needles. She was startled and angry, crawling and trying to struggle to stand up, but the poison quickly erupted and her body twitched.
The smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the masked man had already run away.
Meng Qi looked back at Mo Li, but did not catch up after all, picked up his sword and joined the ranks of beating Qingwu ancestors.
The ancestor of Qingwu was very curious about Mo Li's swordsmanship, because it made him faintly feel the existence of "Martial Dao". It was originally a joy to fight against people who were evenly matched, not to mention that the opponent still had such a good swordsmanship. .
The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible.
As a result, one of his two disciples yelled, and the other threw the thunder ball from the Thunder Hall directly. Qingwu Patriarch was extremely annoyed. Then he came back to his senses and realized that it was not good. Fuchen swept and blocked the blade and the sword at the same time, and his blood was churning from the shock.
"The old man is good at persuading, why are you so aggressive?"
"… "
You are about to cut the dragon veins, do you still expect the dragon veins to give you a good face
Mo Li didn't say a word, and Meng Qi also learned from the previous lesson and ignored the words of Qingwu's ancestor.
"I don't believe that you are willing to live such a mediocre life! The peak of martial arts, how free and easy it is!" Qingwu Patriarch was annoyed.
Mo Li thought that if he could still speak, it meant that he and Meng Qi were not hard enough, so he added another 10% of his internal strength!
The blade is hidden in the dark purple sword light. The cooperation between the two is not a tacit understanding. The main reason is that they have no experience. The internal forces do not blend with each other. All to.
Even so, it brought great trouble to Qingwu ancestors.
The originally easy-to-follow fight turned into a left and right block, and occasionally had to be dismantled.
The swordsmanship is exquisite and the sword force is amazing, no matter which one is difficult to deal with.
"...Old Daoist has long since summarized and researched the exercises that absorb the spiritual energy! Now everything is ready, but the spiritual energy is lacking!" Qingwu ancestor did not believe that Meng Qi was still "obsessed" after hearing the truth. feel more clearly. This is also the reason why Zhao Zangfeng has to spend a lot of time trying to convince Meng Qi and Mo Li.
He firmly believed that as long as he cut the dragon veins, he could become a legendary immortal.
The only people who know this secret are his direct disciples and his confidants.
Anyone who knows the truth has a yearning for them, or is completely convinced by the Qingwu ancestor.
He thinks that Meng Qi may have discovered some ways to use spiritual energy, so he can keep his face young, and he turned his face because he was worried that he was plotting his practice.
"I didn't expect that Meng Guoshi was so narrow-minded!" Qingwu ancestor scolded intermittently.
After scolding and persuading him, he was so stubborn that he had to convince Meng Qi that the way to truly absorb spiritual energy had been lost.
"...The world's profound martial arts are all created by people. As long as there is aura, who can lead the Xianjia martial arts?"
Of course, they are the top masters in the martial arts. They are very savvy to have reached this step.
The ancestor of Qingwu is very confident in himself.
"At that time, the heroes from all over the world will gather together to understand the mysterious techniques, communicate with each other, and then use them! It is the righteousness of the world!" Qingwu Patriarch said sternly, "Besides, the spiritual energy can also make a good harvest of grains. , the people live and work in peace and contentment, the world will be peaceful, and the Kyushu will be prosperous!"
"shut up!"
Mo Li endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily, "Have you forgotten that natural disasters and man-made disasters can only bring dragon veins to the world!"
He originally wanted to talk about Shilang Mountain, but Shilang Mountain has dragon veins, and Qingwu ancestors may not know it. Sijiapu has been excavating gold mines for decades, and this was definitely not the order of the ancestor of Qingwu.
"The world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time! Now the turbulent times have been around for a hundred years, which is the omen of the prosperous world! Meng Guoshi also led the army to fight. Don't you know the truth that every success will be withered? Some losses are inevitable!"
"… "
This time even Meng Qi wanted to curse.
Old Ancestor Qingwu said it well, but the tricks wielded by the whisk in his hand were not enough. The Dao Crown on his head was cut off by the sword, and his long hair was also cut off by the sword Qi.
"What's the point!" The ancestor of Qingwu saw that the two people had eaten the weight of the iron, and he was furious. The other party was pressing step by step.
He wanted to leave, but Mo Li naturally wouldn't let him.
Wu Feng Dao is unpredictable, and Qingwu's ancestor finally found out the experience related to it in the depths of his memory. When he was young, he was also a talented Jianghu young hero. Every time he heard a master duel, he would be in a hurry. I rushed to the onlookers and wanted to see what real martial arts look like.
"You are the apprentice of the mysterious doctor Qin Lu!" Zhao Zangfeng stared at Mo Li.
Mo Li did not hesitate because his teacher's inheritance was exposed.
Bai Wu re-gathered with the spiritual energy, and the humidity became heavier and heavier. When Meng Qi turned his head to the side, he happened to see a drop of water slipping from Mo Li's forehead, hanging along the jet-black eyelashes. corner of the eye.
With anger and fierce fighting, Mo Carp's cheeks were slightly red, and his usual gentle and gentle temperament was gone. At this moment, he was an unsheathed weapon, his eyes were sharp and sharp.
Meng Qi's eyes went straight when he saw it, and he almost let the ancestor of Qingwu escape.
Then he was in a trance, and his consciousness seemed to float upward involuntarily.
At the bottom of cliffs, valleys, streams and trees, many scenes passed by his "eyes" at once. In the end, Meng Qi felt that he was bathed in sunlight, and the sea of clouds was churning. In front of him was a square big city. The towering palace in the north of the city was filled with glazed tiles. Reflecting golden light.
It was like a thunderball that exploded dozens of thunderbolts in his ears, and there was a rumbling sound.
Out of the corner of Meng Qi's eyes, he saw two long golden whiskers floating in the wind.
Subconsciously, he reached out and grabbed it, but found that the "hand" was gone. It was a claw covered with golden scales, and it was powerful. Under his shock, his body moved, and his huge body immediately emerged from the sea of clouds.
"… "
The gerbil suddenly turned into a dragon.
Isn't the dragon veins a statement, but a real dragon
Meng Qi was stunned, and he slammed away the unsightly mist.
A golden dragon is entrenched in the air, with Taijing in its tail, its head resting on the mountains, and one scale is as high as the city gate of Taijing.
"dragon!"
People in the capital heard the shouting in the street and looked up curiously, and they were immediately horrified.
In the high sky and white clouds, a faint golden shadow shrouded the entire sky. Its body is huge, complete with head and tail, and it is clearly a dragon. It's just because it's too big and because of the occlusion of clouds and fog, it's not very clear.
"Master, there are dragons in the sky!"
Young Master Jinfeng looked at it for a long time. He originally wanted to say that it was a vision created by the clouds and the sun, but the dragon's shape was too realistic.
"Gong Tongzhi, there is a dragon outside!"
"what?"
Gong Jun got up and walked to the window, stunned.
Before the Crescent Moon View, Meng Qi lost consciousness and fell backward, and Mo Li hurried to pick him up.
The valley was full of thick fog, and the sky could not be seen at all. The ancestor of Qingwu took the opportunity to escape, and Mo Li wanted to chase, but a dizzy feeling of powerlessness instantly brought his consciousness into the void.
"Again, another black dragon appeared!"