Cultivate with an African God

Among all the things on his mind, Zhong Zijin was the happiest. He happily counted the spirit stones he had won, happily returned the principal to Mu Xinghe, and wanted to gamble.

Mu Xinghe was afraid that this young man would go astray. Without him, Zhong Zijin might be ripped off without any underwear left, so he quickly stopped him: "Wait, you will lose all your money, are you going to sell yourself again? I won't redeem you! "

"It's okay, I won't lose," Zhong Zijin smiled brightly, "I'll pressure you and senior brother."

Zhong Zijin came here specially to meet Mu Xinghe, Mu Xinghe shook his hands, moved his joints, and didn't care about the eyes of others, just talking to Zhong Zijin.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you feel itchy, do you want to fight?"

Mu Xinghe only won one game, but he has already won a lot of admiration or admiration. Those who can come to the Dao Discussion Conference to compete or be invited to watch the Dao Discussion Conference must not be ordinary people. Many people take advantage of this Dao Discussion Conference Being famous all over the world, those praises have weight.But he understood Zhong Zijin, Zhong Zijin didn't care about fame or profit, what he cared about was only his own way of swordsmanship.But on this road, a young man who seems to be good at swords and wants to learn a little bit is caught on the road. Now, in this place where strong men gather, he is just a bystander who comes with his friends. Will he be willing?

"Of course I think about it," Zhong Zijin looked back at the stage where no one was competing, the brilliance in his eyes seemed to flash across like shooting stars, but he quickly turned his head back, "But I am not strong enough, so I can only watch from the sidelines. It doesn't matter, not this year, there are still ten years, not ten years, there are still 60 years, there will always be my time."

Mu Xinghe looked at his friend, the boy's eyes were extraordinarily bright under the sunlight.He vaguely remembered that night in Yuquan Valley a long time ago, Zhong Zijin looked confused, and said that he could not break through to the appearance of being impoverished. Over the past year, Zhong Zijin was unable to use the sword because of excessive use of swordsmanship, but it seemed that he had become stronger than before. powerful.

Mu Xinghe smiled, turned his head away, and inadvertently caught a familiar figure, with white clothes and dark hair, a little red tear mole, slightly tilted his head, talking to the person beside him, it was Shen Xiu.Mu Xinghe wanted to go over to say hello, but found that Shen Xiu was sitting on the grandmaster's seat, surrounded by grandmasters of various sects, ordinary disciples did not dare to approach.Although Mu Xinghe acted casually, he didn't understand the importance, so he just looked around and didn't go over.

How far is the distance.Mu Xinghe thought to himself.

But just when Mu Xinghe was about to look away, Shen Xiu turned her head, her eyes fell on him, and she nodded slightly at him.

Mu Xinghe jumped up again in an instant - if you can't make it through, you can't make it through, he will see it in the end.

But Zhong Zijin also saw Shen Xiu, he didn't pay attention to the brief exchange of eyes between the two, he only saw the distance between them, and thought: "He, I think what you are going to do is a very difficult thing. "

"That's right," Mu Xinghe said with a light smile, lowering his eyes, "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go."

"It doesn't matter!" Zhong Zijin said proudly, "I will help you, who said you are my brother!"

Most of the grandmasters were sitting in front of the competition stage, waiting for the next round to start, but there were also grandmasters who left their seats to talk to their disciples.

When Mu Xinghe and Zhong Zijin found Wen Xingze, Wen Xingze was obediently listening to the master of the Yingzhou Sword Sect.

When Mu Xinghe approached, he heard the swordsman say: "...that guy belongs to Fentian Palace, who knows what kind of stumbling block will happen in the middle, but it's okay, you will find something wrong at that time, just use the ultimate move to suppress him, what's the matter?" The old man will take care of it for you!"

Mu Xinghe knew that Wen Xingze's opponent this round was someone who came to attack Tiangong. Fentiangong and Yingzhou Sword Sect had been feuding for a long time. Both of them had the temperament of "you kill me alone and I will kill ten of you". , it must be impossible to solve it, even if Mu Xinghe and Zhong Zijin teamed up to kill Lin Li before, it only made the hatred deeper.

Mu Xinghe thought that the competition might not be easy, but he never thought that he would hear the seniors of the Yingzhou Sword Sect say this—after all, ordinary elders, under such circumstances, are mostly comforting disciples, telling them to be more vigilant, try their best to Don't make trouble, but this senior boldly stated that Wen Xingze can mess around as he pleases, and he must not let his opponent go.

Mu Xinghe was still thinking about it, Zhong Zijin had already moved over, ready to move: "Yes, don't wait for him to do it, just beat him to pieces!"

Wen Xingze smiled helplessly and obediently when he heard the words: "...I will do my best."

Mr. Mu, who watched the whole process, said: "...Do you want to take back that Jiutian Town Sword Talisman?"

"No need," Wen Xingze turned his head slightly to look at the blood-red figure in the distance, his eyes were rare and stern, "How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer."

"Fentian Palace Suihuang, against Wen Xingze from the Yingzhou Sword Faction."

Wen Xingze and Mu Xinghe were not in the same group, and his match was arranged very late.But when he stepped onto the stage, he didn't feel nervous or irritable, and looked at his opponent calmly.

His opponent was dressed in a blood-red shirt, like blood and fire, and his dark eyes were also watching him. Unlike his calmness, Sui Huang's eyes were already a bit cruel: "Yingzhou Sword School, Wen Xingze, I I know you. You were there outside Yuquan Valley back then."

Wen Xingze smiled slightly: "At that time, I didn't have a chance to make a direct move."

A look of disdain appeared on Sui Huang's face: "——do you think that I will let you go?"

"No." Wen Xingze still had a faint smile, and his eyes were still gentle and sincere, "I mean, if I make a direct move, the fate of your fellow disciple will be more than that."

Sui Huang's face showed anger, and he snorted coldly, the spell has been activated!

And Wen Xingze still held his sword and waited for the change!

Although Sui Huang was extremely angry, he did not lose his rules in his actions, on the contrary, he was still very cautious.He knew that Wen Xingze was a swordsman, so he had been carefully keeping a distance, using small techniques to interfere with Wen Xingze's actions, and if something went wrong, he would directly use his school's body technique Xueshou Yanyin to escape.And Wen Xingze's swordsmanship has always been steady and steady, calculating the opponent's changes, so the two have been at odds for a long time, and neither of them has found the other's flaw.

But in Sui Huang's dao dao technique, the competition venue has finally undergone some changes.The name of Fentian Palace is Fentian, and the technique is naturally based on the fire attribute. Although the flames fell to the ground, although Wen Xingze was not injured, they were still burning continuously, and there were still trails of green smoke after they were extinguished.The competition field was filled with green smoke, blazing flames, flickering sword lights, and hazy figures.

When playing against others, "momentum" cannot be ignored. Now that the field is full of green smoke, it turns out that Suihuang's momentum is even better.

"He wants to use the Ten Thousand Poisons Blood Curse," Hua Xiangrong sat beside Bai Muze, the grandmaster of the Yingzhou Sword Sect, and laughed at Yan Yan, "Sui Huang pretended to be cautious, but he wanted to use a small technique to confuse Wen Daoyou and spread poison." Formation, when the poisonous formation is completed, Fellow Daoist Wen will have no way to retreat, and he can use his killing move to push forward."

Bai Mu stared at the stage and nodded, regardless of whether the other party saw it or not.

"But he was wrong..." Hua Xiangrong also looked at the stage, with a little smile in his eyes, "This person's understanding of magic is no worse than him, he knows what he is thinking."

At this moment, Bai Mu turned his eyes and looked at the woman beside him who had not yet reached the golden core: "Little girl, you have good eyesight."

Hearing a loud bang on the competition platform, the blue smoke exploded one after another, and the thick blue smoke sank to the ground as if it had a solid body. The ground was blood red, but a faint blue flame was ignited—the Curse of Ten Thousand Poisonous Blood It's done!

Wen Xingze was trapped and locked in a blood curse!

And Sui Huang's skin began to turn red, his muscles were tense, his blood vessels were bulging, his eyes were red, his body was filled with qi, and his body was full of flames, rushing towards Wen Xingze!

The ultimate move is now!

Wen Xingze was caught in a blood curse, and in front of him was his opponent's ultimate move. How could he win from such a desperate situation? !

The Yingzhou Sword School has a well-known peerless sword move that can turn the tide and help the building to collapse - Mingyue Shenxihai.But that move is also a desperate way to put all of his true energy on a single sword. After a single sword, he will also fall into exhaustion.

If this is the only hope, use it or not?

"He wants to trick Brother Xiao Wen into sinking the West Sea with the bright moon," Mu Xinghe looked at the situation on stage, and analyzed, "Based on others' understanding of the Yingzhou Sword Sect, it is in such a desperate situation that Senior Brother Xiao Wen can only use the moon to sink his hand if he wants to win." Xihai. But this style is a self-destructive style. Even if there is a genius doctor in the Dao Discussion Conference, he will not be able to restore him to his current level in a short period of time. ...The people of Fentian Palace are good at escaping, so it's hard to say that he was not prepared to turn into a pool of blood, dodge this move, and then take advantage of Senior Brother Xiao Wen's weakness to give the real killing move."

Zhong Zijin rarely answered, but just looked at the stage solemnly.

The blood turned into flames, and the flames turned into bats of fire, all of them rushed towards Wen Xingze!

"How about it, don't you use the bright moon Shen Xihai that your Yingzhou Sword Sect is proud of?" Sui Huang had a complacent and ironic smile on his face.

Wen Xingze also smiled.

——How could he laugh in such a situation? !

Sui Huang was frightened and angry, but at that moment, he saw countless sword qi rain down, defeating the magic circle he had carefully set up, defeating the blood bats.

——That is the shape of sword energy!

It's not surprising that a sword cultivator in the final stage has learned the shape of sword energy, and Sui Huang is not unprepared for this.

But the frightening thing is that he doesn't know when he prepared the sword qi transformation, and why he can so accurately distinguish the true qi hub of the bleeding bat and the ten thousand poisonous blood curse, defeating him at a speed that he can't react Everything is arranged!

Sui Huang sensed something was wrong, and immediately wanted to escape from the battlefield using escapism, but before he melted, he saw a clear and dazzling sword light blooming in front of his eyes, with a coldness that almost froze the soul, accompanied by the opponent's calm Voice: "I said before, how can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer."

"...This swordsman, his spells must be very powerful." Someone from the audience murmured.

"It's very powerful." Someone answered calmly.

The man turned his head in doubt, only to see a man in blue shirt who answered the conversation, carrying a thin sword on his back, looking at the remaining sword marks on the stage, but his expression remained unchanged: "His skills are very good, I played against him, but I beat him too."

It was a very unfamiliar swordsman, but for some reason, the words he said had a strange and convincing magic power.

The blue-shirted man touched his sword subconsciously, and said lightly: "The technique is so good that I lost my sword heart."

The man still wanted to ask something, but the man in the blue shirt had already walked away.

The last sentence he left behind was: "It's my turn. If I win this round, I'll go meet him."

The man thought about it for a long time, and recalled that there was still a competition with sword repairers left.

That person is from Cang Jiange, the sect that shined in the Hunting Field incident not long ago.But no one knows the strength of their sect, whether their sword repair has the ability of their pavilion master.

The 32 to [-] contest ended soon. After Mu Xinghe congratulated Wen Xingze for a while, they went to look at the battle list together. At this moment, the names of the battle arrangements had already marked the sects they had come from.Because of Mu Xinghe's victory, in the [-]-to-[-] contest, the eight major sects still occupy half of the country. Only because of the special nature of Yan Junfa, the opponents of Wen Xingze's group are not from the eight major sects. It's a bit unfamiliar, but to them, it's the sect of old acquaintances - Cangjiange.

The groups are different, Mu Xinghe's competition is earlier and Wen Xingze's competition is later, will they have a chance to meet each other?Mu Xinghe's opponent this time is a member of the Xuanshuo Sect. The name sounded familiar, but Mu Xinghe recalled it, and vaguely remembered that his memory of this sect had nothing to do with the strength of the next opponent. After all, he put it aside. think.

The situation of this battle is different from the previous one.

Last time, few people recognized him, because of his battle arrangement, many people thought that he was the weakest among those big sect disciples, and even believed that he was able to stand here relying on the relationship of the sect.In fact, it's hard to say whether he is the weakest among the disciples of the eight major sects, but what is certain is that he can stand here not only because of the sect's preference.Others have won opportunities from victories over and over again in the fierce competition, but how has Yunfu faction's inner sect competition ever been easier?

Mu Xinghe came to the Dao Discussion Conference because he had won enough in the inner sect competition, and his performance could be recognized by Yunfu's masters, representing the level of Yunfu Sect's final stage, representing Yunfu's rookie disciples.

People don't understand what happened in Yunfu, but those who can come here to compete are all the best in various sects. From the previous battle, it can be seen that Mu Xinghe's level of mastering spells is enough.

This person has already sacrificed his talisman in the first match, what kind of tricks will he use in the future?How should the disciples of the Yunfu Sect behave to be worthy of the name of this one of the best cultivators?

The author has something to say:

This chapter is about adding more~!Because there are two cute little angels in the group who adapted "Dalabang Bar" with love, and the lyrics of the adaptation fell in the comment area of ​​Chapter 165. I really want to die laughing at the love saint Mu Xinghe. It's a bit long so I won't post more Lah~ The original song of this song is at Station B. If you are interested, you can go and have a look and listen to it. By the way, I will put an advertisement in the group, and I hope someone can sing it with love (x)

One of the little angels said into the group to send poetry recitations with both voice and emotion → 100953919