Their eyes collided in the void, as if invisible sparks erupted.
Mo Xin had a smile on his face, his hands were slightly lowered, and his black robe was gently swaying. He seemed confident, with the victory in hand, and not in a hurry to take action immediately.
Zhao Jiuge's expression was much calmer, calm, and his pair of dark eyes were like a calm lake. The only difference was that the surface of the 'Han Ming' sword held tightly in his hand occasionally showed a bright light, glowing with edge.
The ferocity of the best spiritual weapons finally began to show up after Zhao Jiuge entered the realm of Yuanying. After all, the best spiritual weapons are hard to come by, and their refining requires the right time, place, and people.
They were both monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm, and both were disciples of the Holy Land. Although Zhao Jiuge was the chief disciple, Mo Xin's status was not bad either. He was also a candidate for the chief position at the beginning, but he was finally chosen by Xu Zhu.
Everyone around was watching this scene quietly, not even daring to let out a breath. There was complete silence. Even if a pin dropped at this moment, I am afraid it would be heard clearly. This is very rare in the bustling Anshui City. It was rare, after all, the normal Anshui City was extremely noisy, with all kinds of sounds going on continuously.
At this moment, even the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect and the men of the Cheng family were watching the scene in front of them attentively. It was already a battle for the Holy Land. Cheng Lihong wanted to see if Wandao Sect was worthy of their Cheng family. Following the investment, those disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect wanted to see whether Zhao Jiuge, the chief disciple who had not yet been recognized by them, could still turn the tide in front of the top disciples of other holy lands.
A smiling face, like a spring breeze, warming people's hearts, but under this warmth, there is an extremely cold feeling.
A calm, seemingly ordinary thing, but it seems to be the first step in the storm. If it doesn't move, it will be nothing. If it moves, it will become a blockbuster.
Both parties stood still, maintaining this posture. Some people around who wanted to watch the excitement were already impatient, wondering why they didn't take action yet.
But those who have advanced cultivation and have a broader vision understand that the competition between the two has already begun. The moment they release their spiritual power, they have already begun. Now that both of them are building momentum, who will fall into the disadvantage? That was the beginning of being attacked by the opponent.
After just a moment, Zhao Jiuge frowned because he already felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong. However, when Zhao Jiuge saw the imperceptible smile in Mo Xin's eyes, he immediately decided to take action first. Although this would be a disadvantage, judging from his previous performance, he knew that Mo Xin was insidious and cunning, so naturally what was wrong at the moment was not a good thing.
"boom."
A sword energy suddenly shot out, with a bright light. In the first encounter, Zhao Jiuge only gave a tentative blow. Although he knew in his heart that this sword had no effect on Mo Xin, he wanted to at least break this calm now.
"Hey, you just realized it, but it's too late."
When Mo Xin saw Zhao Jiuge's reaction, he couldn't help laughing loudly, a little arrogant and a little proud, and then his spiritual power began to surge.
With the explosion of Mo Xin's own spiritual power, a violent fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly erupted in the air, and then a gray mist floated and filled the void.
And Zhao Jiuge was in this gray smoke. When he felt this gray mist, Zhao Jiuge's face changed slightly, because after touching the gray mist, the spiritual power in his body began to slowly change. came to a standstill.
Thinking of Mo Xin's identity as a poison master, Zhao Jiuge immediately understood that he might have almost got into Mo Xin's trap if he continued to drag it on. Mo Xin didn't seem to take action, but in fact he had started preparing for it long ago, but Zhao Jiuge only realized it now , and it’s not as late as Mo Xin said.
The spiritual power in the body is running wildly. Although there is a little gray mist in the body, it does not affect the performance of Zhao Jiuge's own spiritual power. A stream of spiritual power with cold smoke flows in Zhao Jiuge's body, instantly removing the gray smoke remaining in the body. He froze, and then his spiritual power started to circulate quickly, surging like a tide.
At this time, the sword that Zhao Jiuge had released earlier had already rushed in front of Mo Xin. Regardless of whether it was a spiritual formation master or a poison master, although the power exerted was a geometric explosion, they all had a common weakness. , that is, the physical body is too weak, and casting spells requires some time to prepare.
As for those monks who practice Taoism, although their bodies are also relatively fragile, at least there are various methods of magic that are endless, so they will not be caught off guard when they encounter attacks.
That's why Zhao Jiuge just tried to test Mo Xin's methods. After all, he doesn't know much about some of the methods of this mysterious poison master. The monks compete with each other. Sometimes their cultivation level may be lower than others, but Because of the special method, others may not be prepared and may be able to win by surprise.
I thought Mo Xin would be in a hurry, but soon it was Zhao Jiuge's turn to be surprised. When the sword energy with a sharp edge was less than five or six meters away from Mo Xin, Mo Xin pinched it with one hand. A violent spiritual power burst out, and then with a flick, a strange light green spiritual light emerged.
As Mo Xin's fingers flicked, the light green light suddenly shot towards the sword energy.
"Huhu..."
A sound of galloping wind resounded, and suddenly the light green aura seemed to be contaminated on the surface of the sword aura. In just one breath, the light green aura on the surface of the sword aura became richer, and then the entire sharp sword aura changed. It became more illusive, and was corroded in the end. It was completely corroded before it even reached Mo Xin.
Zhao Jiuge was secretly surprised when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that Mo Xin would use his spiritual power to such an extent. Feeling the attribute fluctuations in Mo Xin's power, coupled with the background of Wandao Sect, Zhao Jiuge knew without thinking that Mo Xin must It is a body that has been tempered in poisonous spiritual veins.
But now that he has taken action, Zhao Jiuge will naturally not be indecisive. Now he represents the face of the entire Xuantian Sword Sect. No matter what, he must win Mo Xin, and it is best to even take the opportunity to kill Mo Xin. This kind of In a fair fight, even if there were casualties, it would be hard for others to say anything. In the past, there were not many disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect who died at the hands of Wandao Sect disciples.
A blue-white spiritual light flashed, and Zhao Jiuge's eyes became sharp, and his whole aura completely changed. Instead of being calm before, his whole person was like a sword that had just been unsheathed, revealing its edge.
As Zhao Jiuge waved, the 'Han Ming' in his hand brought up a large phantom, and sword energy burst out directly. The movements from beginning to end were flowing water, with him as the center, sword energy was surging everywhere around him, The aura is so brilliant that some sword cultivators feel ashamed when they see it. With the performance of this skill, Zhao Jiuge, the chief disciple, truly deserves the title.