When he was so slightly distracted, Jin Mian pushed his feet on the ground, and his body quickly retreated as if tied by a rope.
Just step back a hundred feet and he'll...
Jin Mian bumped head-on into a ball of water curtain, no, it wasn't like a water curtain, it was as if he hit a spider web, and his whole body sank into it all at once, and the water curtain opened and closed again, rushing him over With all the strength lost, Jin Mian slapped the water curtain in a very embarrassing manner, but the best chance of escape was gone.
He concluded that no one would be unaffected by such heavy rain, so he decided to do it at this time. Jin Mian can't afford to gamble if the night is long and the dreams are many.
He has made every step of the way, and he himself understands how difficult it is to get to where he is today. This opportunity is once in a lifetime, he must not let Mo Chen pick the peaches.
Get rid of Mo Chen, and there will be no obstacles on his way forward.
But how did Mo Chen do it? How to find his hidden location accurately on such a rainy night? Jin Mian is very confident in this point, not to mention that there is no strong wind and heavy rain tonight, his concealment technique even Elder Yue can't see through, how old is Mo Chen, and how much cultivation? How could he see through it
In fact, Jin Mian was really wronged.
If he comes when the moon is bright and calm, maybe Mo Chen won't be able to spot him, and the success rate of that trick can increase by 10% or 20%.
But he picked a rainy day.
Mo Chen himself couldn't explain the reason clearly, but he discovered a long time ago that when he was near water and in rainy weather, his perception became more acute, and his true energy circulated more smoothly and smoothly. It's like his perception can extend infinitely along the water trail.
Only the master knows this secret, and the master doesn't know the reason, because among those who practice the same mind method, there has never been Mo Chen's situation.
This can only be explained by Mo Chen's talent.
This is not unreasonable. According to legend a long time ago, there was a monk with such a gifted supernatural power. Some people are naturally fond of water, while others are born with the ability to control fire. It's just that there are very few people like this, even fewer in recent years, at least I haven't heard of them in the past few hundred years.
Others don't know this.
Jin Mian wanted to take advantage of the heavy rain, but was misunderstood by his cleverness.
Unable to run away, Jin Mian made up his mind. With a flip of his palm, a shiny silver umbrella suddenly opened. If you don't look at the confrontation between the two now, it would be the most natural situation to hold an umbrella on a rainy night.
But Mo Chen knew it was Jin Mian's weapon.
His weapon is this umbrella, the handle is hollow, and when pulled out, it becomes a sword. The blade is thinner and shorter than ordinary swords, but it is extremely sharp. After the umbrella surface is opened, it is a shield. The edges and corners of the shield are cold and cold, and it has both offense and defense, which is really powerful.
But Mo Chen remembered learning swordsmanship when he was a child, and in the first chapter of the sword formula, it was said that it is natural, and it is a coincidence. It's not that there are people who use Qimen weapons, but there are not many after all. Few of those cultivators who can realize the Tao and ascend to the top and leave their names through the ages rely on these external things to achieve success. The more you see these small things, the more powerless you become in front of the Dao.
Many people blindly seek cruelty and bloodthirsty, but forget that the most fundamental thing in cultivating Tao is Tao.
Mo Chen slowly drew his sword out of its sheath.
The flowing light on the blade wandered erratically, and the light seemed to be alive in the heavy rain. This silver light illuminated the continuous and tight rain lines around Mo Chen's body.
Jin Mian instinctively narrowed his eyes.
Mo Chen's body was surrounded by countless silver wandering lights, and he couldn't tell which one was the sword light.
All of a sudden, those silver lights shot out in an instant, as if countless sharp arrows were stabbing towards him. When Jin Mian twirled the silver umbrella, he heard a series of dense explosions, and the umbrella surface trembled uncontrollably. Jin Mian's hand holding the umbrella was numb from the shock, and he could hardly hold the umbrella handle.
However, it wasn't the sword light that hit the umbrella, but the turbulent raindrops.
Jin Mian lost his nerve.
He knew that he was not as good as Mo Chen, but he never thought that the gap between the two was so big. Before Mo Chen made a serious move, he was about to resist with all his strength. If he really uses the sword, how many rounds can he withstand under his hands? Don't talk about hurting him, it might be difficult to save his life.
He had seen Mo Chen discussing with others, because they were similar in age, they were of the same generation, Jin Mian had heard others compare them together more than once, so he had already paid attention to Mo Chen, and when he found out that he and Wu Yunshen had some differences After the similarities, I will pay more attention. At that time, he had to admit that Mo Chen's swordsmanship was extraordinary, he was considered top-notch among his peers, and he was slightly inferior to him.
But even if Mo Chen is stronger than him, his strength is limited, at least Jin Mian thought so before tonight.
Now it seems that he underestimated this person too much. Mo Chen must have kept his hands back when he was exchanging hands with others, and he didn't use his full strength at all.
Jin Mian drew his sword from the bottom of the umbrella, and Mo Chen frowned slightly.
At this time, Jin Mian definitely has no time to cheat on the moves, and what he uses must be the moves he is best at and familiar with.
However, this is not the effort of Burying Sword Valley.
If Mo Chen is not mistaken, this is the route of Wanshi Villa.
I see.
The feeling of two people fighting each other is completely different. Jin Mian was tied up in the heavy rain, while Mo Chen was like a fish in water, the more he fought, the easier it was. After several moves, Jin Mian's shoulders, waist, and legs were splattered with blood, and he was panting heavily.
Mo Chen has absolutely no compassion for him, Jin Mian already has more than one life in his hands, leaving him alone will cause troubles for the future, Mo Chen will never do the stupid thing of letting the tiger go back to the mountain.
The surface of the silver umbrella in Jin Mian's hand had a big hole, and the ribs of the umbrella were broken. Mo Chen's sword light slashed across the surface, bursting out a series of blue sparks, making a creepy rubbing sound.
As soon as the umbrella surface was broken, the end of the umbrella shaft suddenly bounced off, and a large canopy of flying needles with a fishy and sweet smell popped out of the umbrella shaft, covering Mo Chen's whole body in it. (to be continued)