The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 161 Fighting
Make up the sky disciple?

Lotus Messenger?
Mo Chengjun couldn't help but think of the evil cult organization that trafficked people in Yong'an City a long time ago, but was smashed - the Lotus Sect.

The three warriors who had assassinated him actually left a deep impression on him, not because they were strong, but because they committed suicide so cleanly.

Is it just this disciple who makes up the sky?
He really hadn't heard of it. Even if he searched his memory, he didn't seem to mention it in the travel notes of ancient books he had read.

But he didn't care much about the outside world, and he didn't feel that he hadn't heard of it. He just looked at Yue Siming's calm, and asked very unhappy: "You seem to have a chance to win?"

Yue Siming: "I dare not, but today, Master Mo will definitely leave with me."

Mo Chengjun: "But the problem is, this is Xinghe Jianzong! Are you so confident that you can go out?"

Yue Siming: "Of course we have made all the preparations. Please rest assured, Master Mo. We will definitely be able to get out of this wild mountain range."

"Even if you're out of the Great Wilderness Mountains, this is Yunzhou, the Yunzhou of Galaxy Sword Sect, so aren't you afraid that Daxiu will hunt you down?"

"The demon monk and Buddha have already arrived outside the city of Luanhe, and Sword Master Tianhen left with his sword. It must be an earth-shattering scene for the two major practitioners to fight.

And the other six palace masters are also rushing back, but it will take time after all. As for the one in Jianzong, although you may not know it, someone has already stopped it. "

Yue Siming smiled, and continued: "I admit that the above-mentioned things were all planned by us, so this is the time when Xinghe Jianzong is weakest, and it is our best opportunity."

This time, Mo Chengjun paused for a long time before he said quietly: "You guys are making a big move, Mo, what can He De do?"

Mo Chengjun definitely sent it out of feeling, without any falsehood, and it was really to achieve his goal. The power used by this group of people has exceeded his imagination.

But he still said: "You have prepared well, but there is one more thing, after all, there is still one thing you haven't been able to figure out."

"what?"

Mo Chengjun uttered three words slowly but firmly: "I don't want to!!!"

Yue Siming looked at Mo Chengjun seriously for a long while before he burst out laughing: "It doesn't matter whether you want it or not, and I didn't intend to ask your opinion."

"Then come?"

"bring it on!"

boom!
It was really only the next second that Mo Chengjun had finished casting the spell, and with him as the center, an endless gust of wind suddenly appeared and rotated, forming a tornado in an instant.

Then, the tornado suddenly expanded, expanded, expanded again...

Breathing, it swept across the entire refining room, and there were countless bluish-white wind knives spinning and flying in it, the speed was getting faster and faster.

It was really a very short effort, it seemed that the entire refining room was cut into pieces, and nothing was intact wherever it passed.

Even the iron felt that Yue Siming used to knock it into shape was broken into pieces, which shows how the wind knife burst.

This is Fengyun Leifa, Fengfa, Wind Knife Tornado.

The reason why Mo Chengjun used this technique was not pure power, but fast enough speed and wide enough strike range.

Attacking people with this technique is secondary, it is more about destroying the refining room, it is the formation that destroys this cave, and I want to make enough noise.

He really didn't believe it, if there was such a big aftermath of fighting in Galaxy Sword Sect, would those elders really be blind?

Of course, Yue Siming was well prepared.

At least, most of the conventional cave formations are external and not internal, and it is extremely easy to destroy them from the inside.

But obviously, Yue Siming's Dongfu is not like this, the restriction has been changed to internal.

It took a little effort to destroy the wind knife tornado, but with Mo Chengjun's vigorous push, the entire refining room and even the entire cave were disintegrating.

But Yue Siming's reaction was faster, he didn't use his best fire technique, let alone half-baked sword art, but directly took out three magic weapons.

A piece of tortoise shell was used for defense, and it was directly suspended in the surrounding area, resisting the wind knife.

The second piece is a bell, in the shape of a camel bell, some are big and some are heavy, and the overall color is blood red.

Yue Siming held the bell, pointed it in Mo Chengjun's direction, and shook it vigorously.

Dangdang!
When the bell rang, Mo Chengjun froze in place. This was not a sonic attack, but a direct effect on the soul.

As soon as the bell rang, Mo Chengjun felt that he was fixed in place, his soul was shaking, and he couldn't drive his body no matter what.

Finally, Yue Siming threw out another rope.

This rope looks like an ordinary hemp rope, with the thickness of a finger. It looks inconspicuous on the surface, but when activated by mana, it crawls like a spirit snake at an extremely fast speed.

What's even more weird is that the rope seemed to be between illusion and reality, unaffected by the wind knife, it arrived at Mo Chengjun's side in the blink of an eye, jumped up suddenly, and bound him.

It was really just the effort of breathing, and Mo Chengjun was bound tightly.

But Yue Siming just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mo Chengjun who was bound turned into a cloud and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, not far away, Mo Chengjun came out of the shadows, and kept using the spells in his hands, and continued to urge the wind knife tornado. Started to break.

This change made Yue Siming a little at a loss.

In his perception, Mo Chengjun is Mo Chengjun, the truth is true, why has it disappeared now?

However, he didn't have time to think about it. Instead, he shook the divine bell again to restrain Mo Chengjun, and then the rope swam quickly to bind him again.

But this time the situation remained the same, Mo Chengjun dissipated into a cloud of smoke again, and the wind knife tornado became more and more rampant.

This time, Yue Siming was really dumbfounded.

Because, in his spiritual vision, Mo Chengjun has become two.

Two Mo Chengjuns who were exactly the same and had no difference in the fluctuation of breath and mana appeared, pinching the same formula, making the blue and white wind knife more and more urgent and fierce.

Which is true?

Which fake?

No, is this an illusion?
This idea just popped up in Yue Siming's mind, and he saw that the wind knives around him suddenly gathered together, even though the tortoise shell magic weapon kept rotating, glistening and smooth like mercury pouring down the ground, there was still a gap after all.

When the first wind knife broke through the defensive circle of the turtle shell, Yue Siming just waved his hand and threw out a fire to disperse it.

But with the first way, there will be a second way, a third way, a fourth way...

By this time, he had no spare energy to take care of Mo Chengjun, instead, he could hardly handle it.

And his cave mansion also continued to disintegrate under the destruction of the wind knife tornado, as long as the formation restriction was damaged a little, it would be a chain reaction.

woohoo woohoo!
Boom boom boom!
Amid the sound of the explosion, the entire cave was collapsing. It was a trivial matter for people to be buried inside, but it would definitely alarm the outside world.

Up to this point, Yue Siming couldn't care about anything else, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Qing Bat, you're not ready for a thousand knives? I won't be able to hold him back anymore!"

"I'm coming!"

The wind knife exploded, and even the sobs passing through the air could not cover up the sound, and a dark bat-like figure appeared in the sky above the shattered cave.

He opened his arms, stood in the void, raised his head and inhaled, then lowered his head, facing downwards, and exhaled loudly.

buzzing buzzing...

It was as if the sound of countless bees flapping their wings resounded above the broken cave, and then spread in all directions, wave after wave like a tide.

It's hard to imagine how powerful this magical power is. At least Mo Chengjun's wind knife tornado was crushed and wiped out bit by bit, and even the cave that was about to collapse was propped up.

This is not the most amazing.

The most astonishing thing is that even if the bat figure stopped moving, its magical powers still maintained.

The buzzing sound seems to have formed an area, which is constantly reverberating, accumulating, and even intensifying.

The green bat lowered its head, looked at a corner of the cave, and grinned: "I caught you, Master Mo!"

At this point, Yue Siming finally had some free time. He first looked at the two previous positions.

Sure enough, the people there still dissipated like clouds and mist.

But when he turned his head following the words of the green bat, he found that Mo Chengjun had already left the area of ​​the refining room, and he was almost touching the edge of the cave.

This illusion method is really amazing!
The buzzing sound entered his ears, and Mo Chengjun only felt groggy, and he could no longer maintain the false action, and he showed his figure.

It was simply that his physique was extremely high, and his soul was strong enough, but after a moment of discomfort, he decisively took off a jade talisman around his neck.

The jade talisman was only the length of a finger, and it was shaped like a sword. It was engraved with innumerable fine and dense cloud seals, and even penetrated into the inside of the sword body. The layers were so complicated that it was unimaginable.

That is the white jade sword talisman!

That is the pinnacle work from Qingcang Sword Master, it is both a sword and a talisman, and it is said that it possesses the power of the Yangshen Great Sword Cultivator.

This is Mo Chengjun's strongest means of saving his life.

To be honest, Mo Chengjun cherishes this sword talisman very much, and he is really reluctant to use it easily, otherwise he would not have thought of using a fake move to escape.

But looking at it now, I really can't keep it!
With a decision, Mo Chengjun is not a procrastination person.

He directly threw out the sword talisman, pinched the formula with his hands, and streams of extremely pure mana poured into the jade talisman.

Then I saw a sword light light up and climb up, and it pierced through the barrier formed by the buzzing sound in just one breath, pierced through the cave, and pierced the rock wall.

For a moment, I don't know how long and far this sword energy is. At a glance, it seems to have pierced the sky.

And in this world, it seems that the sound of Lang Lang's reading is constantly echoing, it seems old but passionate, it seems immature and generous.

That voice was clearly reading a remnant of an ancient poem...

The old man chatted about being a teenager, holding the yellow left, and Qingcang, the brocade hat and the sable fur, and the thousand riders rolling Hiraoka.

Although it was only a fragment, when the sound resounded through the world, there was an indescribable sense of desolation pervading all directions, overwhelming the four poles.

This sense of desolation is vast and unfathomable. To the enemy, it is the most daunting, and one dare not be an enemy.

But for the person holding the sword, there was a strong and intense emotion stirring in his chest, and he couldn't vomit.

This is also the first time that Mo Chengjun feels the kendo that belongs to Yangshen Daxiu. It can only be said that it has reached a certain level of high-end, and it even faintly exceeds the scope of his comprehension.

He only felt that all kinds of kendo he had comprehended before were all included in this sword, as if a small witch sees a big witch.

However, it is not surprising to say that there is no gain at all.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the first time he has truly glimpsed the true style of the top sword!

It's just that Mo Chengjun didn't have time to comprehend carefully after all, the sword energy was accumulated to the extreme, he was like a child swinging a sledgehammer, facing the blue bat, it was...

A sword!
Stab out!

chi chi...

There was only a slight sound of breaking through the air, and the seemingly invincible blue bat, which stood in the void, was directly blasted into blood mist and minced meat.

The death was clean and neat, without the demeanor of a high-tech overhaul!

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