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Chapter 120 The big taboo of fighting skills?

When he recovered from his meditation, the cave was already pitch black. Chen Mou got up and stepped out, and immediately came to the top of Tianbei Mountain.

The moonlight covered the glazed ground like water, and the silent night shrouded the sky and the earth.

Chen Mou stretched his body, his luck turned, and he stepped on his toes lightly. The figure swayed and spun out strange afterimages under the moonlight.

After persisting for less than a quarter of an hour, Chen Mou staggered and showed his figure. He was sweating on his forehead and could not continue.

But there was an excited look on his face, this technique of assisting luck to transform his body has unlimited potential.

When the breath adjustment was smooth, he flew in the air at a height of five feet, flying fast and slow at times, fumbling with luck to enhance the explosive speed of the flying technique, and occasionally rolling and turning suddenly, trying various changes.

While tossing with great interest, Chen Mou suddenly stopped in the air, and he noticed a slight flickering of the white light spots on the jade disc.

A trace of vitality poured in, and the divine sense probed to check.

Chen Mou was surprised to "hear" a small voice from one of the lights and shadows: "Young Master, Master Cui sent Sister Qingluo here, I need you for something, do you have time to come out?"

It was Xu'er who knocked on the door of Westinghouse's quiet room, looking for him on urgent matters.

Chen Mou was overjoyed, and the Tongtian Jade Bi had quietly added a new function. He guessed that it might be related to entering the Small Candle Mountain?
It may also be that he opened the ancient scroll and obtained the benefits from the inheritance of minor cultivation techniques.

Appearing in the quiet room in the blink of an eye, and closing the small protective formation in the room, Chen Mou said: "Please wait a moment, Qingluo, I will come out soon."

He didn't know why Senior Brother Cui sent Qingluo here at this time.

After concentrating for a while, thin flames surged from his body, quickly clearing away any possible evil spirits.

Open the door and go out, exchanged a few words with Qing Luo, learned that it was the challenge agreed by Senior Brother Cui and Hou Chulian, and it was moved ahead of time, Senior Brother Cui specially sent Qing Luo to come and invite him to watch the battle and meet the Golden Core cultivator Use unique fighting methods to broaden your horizons and accumulate experience.

"Let's go, let's not waste time, let's talk about it on the way."

Chen Mou immediately extended his hand to invite, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard with Qing Luo, when he heard Xu'er's soft call from behind, Chen Mou didn't look back, he raised his right hand and made a slapping motion.

Xu'er's cheeks were flushed, and she bit her lip, not daring to make any more small requests to go out with her.

It didn't take long for the two of them to go south all the way, flying dozens of miles out of the foggy forest.

Chen Mou roughly figured out the reason why the challenge was half a year ahead of schedule.

Through the witness Hao Dachang, Hou Chulian proposed that he had invited a friend to go out to practice for decades, and the discussion with Cui Xiao should not be advanced or postponed until he returned to Changzhou.

Chen Mou smiled and said sharply: "Hou Chulian's little tricks, tricks, wasted his practice for more than 300 years, and he was timid before fighting. He was afraid."

Qing Luo didn't comment on a Golden Core cultivator, and said: "The master has not yet decided on the magic weapon saber."

Chen Mou shook his head and smiled: "Senior brother has this temperament, even if he doesn't have a sword in his hand, he has to face it, and he won't give in half a step. Hou Chulian has figured this out."

"The master said that it can sharpen the sword state."

Qing Luo looked indifferent, as if talking about other people's affairs.

Flying to the south for more than ten miles, from a distance, I saw several figures floating above the mountain top, one of which was a figure in a white robe, which was particularly eye-catching, shining brightly in the sun, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

Flying closer, Chen Mou bowed his hands to the bearded old man in brown clothes, and then bowed to the other two old men who looked like mud-bodied Bodhisattvas with expressionless faces, but did not get any response.

Hao Dachang, an old man in brown clothes, grinned a bit, as if he had greeted Chen Mou, and said to the two people four or five miles away: "Hou Chulian, Cui Xiao, everyone is here, three moves are determined, let's start."

Finish work earlier and call it a day, he will never be a shit witness next time, he is not a human being caught in the middle.

How comfortable it is to watch the excitement like these two old guys.

A sharp sword whistling was extremely ear-piercing, and suddenly resounded through the heaven and earth, a ray of crystal light flashed brightly, cutting towards the purple-robed monk three miles away, a zigzag trajectory of energy appeared in the air, and the nearby spiritual energy was drawn, and instantly the clouds surged, and the dust Roll up.

Cui Xiao fought as he said, without any nonsense, his sword was Li.

Hou Chulian retreated quickly, holding the small blue cauldron with his left hand, and bouncing, phantoms of trees appeared in the air.

The cyan flames spread like branches and leaves, connecting into pieces in the blink of an eye, overlapping and overlapping. The cyan flames were somewhat transparent, twisting and blocking the sunlight.

"Boom, bang, bang."

The sword qi and crystal light didn't have any frills, it was the protective means of the green wood flame shadow that Hou Chulian created with the help of magic weapon.

There was a loud explosion, and the invisible sword energy splashed in all directions. The phantom trees and flames like a green curtain were forcibly torn to create a gap of Zhang Xu.

Cui Xiao exuded a violent fighting spirit, his white robe fluttered, and the second sword came one after another.

There was no false move to try, and under the sword heart victory, he went forward relentlessly. The figure was hidden behind the bright sword light, and the two merged into one, killing Hou Chulian who kept retreating and suddenly disappeared in a cloud of flames and smoke.

Ignore the small trap spells that the opponent may leave behind.

The sky is full of sword shadows, shaking like trees and mountains, and the sound of sword whistling and waves sweeping across, the momentum is astonishing.

"Madman, try to be the first and leave no room for it. It's a big taboo in martial arts."

Hao Dachang shook his head and criticized mercilessly, but his eyes showed strong admiration. This kind of fiery fight is only interesting. Otherwise, you will come and go, like acting on a stage, so boring that you doze off.

He couldn't find anyone to talk to, it was impossible for him to talk about Cui Xiaozi's flirtatious sword with Qingluo and Luyi, and the two old guys a little far away... Forget it, that rigid old face turned him off, I can only chat with Chen Mou who is fascinated by watching.

"As an outsider, your cultivation base is not high, and your knowledge is not enough. Can you tell me who will win?"

"Senior Brother Cui, win!"

Chen Mou couldn't take his eyes off, spoke concisely, and didn't care about Old Man Hao's rude words.

In the eyes of Jindan masters, he is indeed not cultivated, not knowledgeable enough, and useless.

However, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, and it depends on who goes further.

Temporary highs and lows are nothing.

It is impossible for him to increase the ambition of others and destroy the prestige of his own senior brother, and he simply finds that Hou Chulian is not pleasing to the eye, wishing his senior brother could split that brazen fellow in half with a sword.

In the distance, there were again dense explosions and collisions like rain.

The sword light surged, and the blue flames bloomed. Neither of them was seen in the fight, but they could see that the atmosphere in the sky was chaotic.

The trees on the barren mountain below were violently shattered into pieces in the sound of explosions, and the rocks kept collapsing and falling.

Hao Dachang said contemptuously: "Boy, talk nonsense, your senior brother carelessly underestimates the enemy, now trapped in Hou Chulian's 200-year-old wooden flame and real fire restraint, falling into a passive position, wanting to get out of trouble, win Hou Chulian who is good at calculating, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

As soon as the words fell, a majestic sword light suddenly rose from the sky.

It was like a stern lightning strike in the clear sky.

Hao Dachang looked solemn: "Good boy, he couldn't catch up with Hou Chulian's speed, so he intentionally lured Hou Chulian into trapping him, and wanted to decide the outcome with a single sword. He has practiced 'to ask the sky with the sword'..."

The sword light collided with the rising huge green tripod phantom, and the burst of light was suddenly blazing, making Chen Mou unable to look directly at it, and he had to turn his head to avoid it temporarily.

The overwhelming power wiped away the restraint of blue flames and the phantom of the sword light.

The two figures were thrown in two directions for several miles, and the mountain below was in a mess, and a layer was blown away by the violent wind, exposing the brownish-yellow stone.

"Three tricks have passed, a draw, the two stop."

Hao Dachang was worried that the two would fight again, so he rushed to stand in the middle, and waved his sleeves to disperse the dust and sand.

There was only one hilt left in Cui Xiao's hand. He used the long sword, a top-grade magic weapon from before, and he couldn't bear the power of his full-strength blow. Hands wide open: "Please you are old, this is how it is today."

Winning or losing is not important to him, he seeks the tempering of life and death.

He bowed his hands to Hou Chulian and the other two old men to signal that there was no more appointment to fight, it was no longer necessary.

Hou Chulian heaved a sigh of relief, without losing face, he got rid of Cui Xiao's entanglement, returned the gift with a few polite words, and flew southeast instead of going to Fangshi.

The party returned to Fangshi, and Chen Mou followed to Cui's mansion to listen to his brother's teachings.

"Whether it is using a sword or how to use it, in the final analysis, what is being used is 'power', and the state of mind is also a kind of power. The magic of using it lies in one heart."

Cui Xiao's words directly point to the essence, which is also his understanding of the experience of the sparring.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Mou asked: "Senior brother, you seem to be sure that you can break through Hou Chulian's wooden flame and real fire restraint, and find Hou Chulian's hiding place, so you used aggressive tactics to force Hou Chulian to fight with you, and you have accomplished your feat with a single sword." ?”

Cui Xiao's eyes were slightly surprised, and he glanced at the two sword servants who were still thinking about what he said earlier, then looked at his junior brother, and said with a smile: "My cultivation is not as good as Hou Chulian, but my realm is not as good as Hou Chulian's." He is bad, the first sword is not a test, but it is also a test, the next two moves are determined according to the first sword, the premise of doing whatever you want, is the sword's heart, and the enemy's opportunity."

He didn't dwell on the subtleties.

He is very pleased that his junior brother can have such insights, surpassing the experienced but hardened Hao Dachang.

Chen Mou had a teachable expression on his face, he couldn't see so far with his magical powers of hope, but through the new luck he learned and his concentration, he could vaguely see that the breath in Mu Yan's restraint was different.

Then confirm it with the attack of my senior brother, I have benefited a lot, and I am quite excited.

His cultivation was not enough, so he used all kinds of exercises to make up for it.

This is also a kind of "power".

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(End of this chapter)