The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 280 My Purpose of Coming to Earthly World

Of course Mo Huasong is not polite, the sixth brother must die, there is no need to live again.

"Whoosh." With a flick of Mo Huasong's finger, a qi blade shot directly at him, blowing Sixth Brother's head off.

Lu Kecheng nodded: "Your name is Mo Huasong, right? I will use all my strength to make a move later. Take care of yourself."

"Well, come on." Mo Huasong nodded and stood there.

"You don't use a weapon?" Lu Kecheng looked at Mo Huasong strangely. "In your hand is a small black knife refined by Master Batian, which is said to be very sharp."

Mo Huasong shook his head and said: "It's useless, the black sword on your back is already a spiritual weapon, and the little black sword can't handle it."

No matter how powerful his refining skills are, it is impossible to refine some scrap iron into weapons that are more powerful than spiritual weapons.

The little black knife can deal with the attack of the magic weapon, which is already the kind of super-level and super-level performance.

"Can you tell the level of the black sword behind me?" Lu Kecheng finally lost his composure, and his expression changed a little.

Not to mention Mo Huasong, even if he is in the cultivation world, not many masters can tell what kind of weapon the black sword behind him is.

Many people thought it was just a piece of black iron, not even a magic weapon.

Because it is a magic weapon, at least it has low-level runes or something.

And his black sword is like an ordinary sword forged from a piece of dark iron, there is nothing special about it.

However, only he knows that this is the sword he polished with his own kendo.

It used to be black iron, but later it became a magic weapon. Now that his swordsmanship has been advanced, he can polish the magic weapon into a spiritual weapon again.

Even in the cultivation world, the black sword, which could not be seen by experts, was actually seen by this young man. Why didn't Lu Kecheng be shocked?

"Come on, let's see what you can do?" Mo Huasong sneered.

"You really don't need weapons?" Lu Kecheng asked.

"No need." Mo Huasong shook his head.

Lu Kecheng said coldly: "Since this is the case, then I will strike. I always use a sword. I don't care whether others have weapons or not, and no matter how many they have, I will strike with all my strength."

"Well, you go ahead, I'll let you do three tricks." Mo Huasong wanted to see how his seven-fold body training technique was doing, and whether he could withstand Lu Kecheng's black sword.

Mo Huasong floated lightly and landed on the open space in front of him.

When he fought with Lu Kecheng, he couldn't hurt other people.

The female bodyguards wanted to come over to help Mo Huasong, but he waved his hand to tell them not to move rashly.

If Mo Huasong is not mistaken, Lu Kecheng's strength is very strong, and he can kill a master with a single sword.

"Whoosh." Lu Kecheng didn't say much, the black sword on his body suddenly flew up, and in a flash, the blade struck Mo Huasong's side.

That lightning speed caused the expressions of the two female bodyguards to change drastically.

Fast, too fast.

If the sword had attacked them, they would have fallen to the ground and died by now.

At the same time, Steward Wu's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect there to be such a powerful master in the world. Could it be that Lu Kecheng is a master of martial arts?
"Hmph, Mo Huasong, I think you're dead this time." Butler Wu felt a little pleased in his heart.

Mo Huasong didn't make a move, but stood there.

Lu Kecheng narrowed his eyes and pupils, but without hesitation, he continued to attack Mo Huasong's body.

"Boom." Mo Huasong's chest was hit by the black sword, and there was a sound like thunder.

And Mo Huasong also took a dozen steps back to stabilize his figure.

At this moment, Mo Huasong had a small hole in his chest, and blood flowed out.

"You, you're just injured?" Lu Kecheng's face became serious.

Just now he couldn't see Mo Huasong's strength, thinking that Mo Huasong was not much stronger.

But now when he made a move, he found that Mo Huasong didn't resist, and let him attack with one move, but Mo Huasong didn't die.

Just now, Lu Kecheng thought that Mo Huasong was just using his words to gain advantage, and he didn't have much ability.

But he doesn't care how much Mo Huasong brags, he challenges different masters with the goal of practicing swordsmanship.

Regardless of whether the opponent's martial arts is high or low, male or female, old or young, he will strike with all his might.

Originally, Lu Kecheng thought that he would kill this arrogant Mo Huasong with a single sword, but he didn't expect that Mo Huasong would not die after the sword was struck.

"It's just a trifle." Mo Huasong laughed lightly, "Come on, there are two more tricks."

Mo Huasong got his true energy, and the seven-fold body training technique covered his body, and the wound that was injured on the small hole in his chest immediately began to recover.

"You really are capable." Lu Kecheng sneered, and made another strike with the black sword in his hand.

Still at the same speed as before, people couldn't see clearly that the black sword had already hit Mo Huasong's body.

However, this time when Lu Kecheng's black sword hit Mo Huasong's body, he was only pushed back a few steps, and his chest did not bleed.

"Happy, come again, Lu Kecheng." Mo Huasong called excitedly.

This seven-fold body training technique is to treat Mo Huasong's body as a piece of iron and let others temper it desperately.

As long as Mo Huasong can bear it and is not beaten, then he will benefit greatly.

After Mo Huasong endured Lu Kecheng's sword just now, his body has changed, and his ability to withstand stress has become much stronger.

Therefore, Lu Kecheng's same second sword did not pose too much threat to Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong smiled and said, "Lu Kecheng, there is a third sword, please use some force."

"Don't be arrogant." Hearing Mo Huasong's ridicule, Lu Kecheng raised his right hand angrily, all the true energy in his body was blessed on the black sword, and continued to attack Mo Huasong.

"Break." Mo Huasong promised Lu Kecheng three moves, so he didn't make a move, but he gathered his true energy in his body to break Lu Kecheng's attack.

"boom."

Lu Kecheng felt that his attack this time was not as smooth as before. When the black sword fell on Mo Huasong's body, there was a rebound force that bounced his black sword away.

"Push, push, push." ​​Lu Kecheng stepped backwards for the first time, and after a few steps, he stabilized his footing.

Butler Wu was secretly shocked, oh my god, what kind of strength is Mo Huasong?Could it be the master martial arts?

Even a master like Lu Kecheng, he can make three moves, and he can use his body to bounce Lu Kecheng back a few steps.

This kind of terrifying strength was something he had never seen before.Butler Wu clenched his fists tightly. Mo Huasong was even scarier than he imagined.

"You, are you body training?" Lu Kecheng's eyes were full of surprise. "You must not be a worldly person."

"Why?" Mo Huasong asked back.

Lu Kecheng took the black sword back into his hand, and said coldly: "Because people in the world don't have the ability like you."

Mo Huasong shook his head: "You are too self-righteous, do you think the earth is bad? If it is bad, you shouldn't come here to practice."

Lu Kecheng sneered and said: "You don't know the purpose of my coming to the secular world, which is to suppress my own strength, so that when I return to the cultivation world, my strength will become several times stronger than before, even ten times stronger than before." times."

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