Mo Wu Ling Tian

"Huh..." Wu Chen's eyes were immediately attracted by the simple blue sword in the middle-aged man's hand, and a faint wave of wind-type battle energy was transmitted from the blue sword to Wu Chen's soul perception.

"It's another spiritual weapon, and it's much more powerful than the Wild Lion Sword." Wu Chen was surprised. He hadn't even seen the shadow of a spiritual weapon before, but he didn't expect that there were two of them now.

The middle-aged man fondled the sword in his hand with nostalgia, and tightly grasped the hilt with his right hand.

'Huh', 'Huh' A gust of wind was generated out of thin air and wrapped around the middle-aged man and the sword body in the middle-aged man's hand, and the wind-element spirit sword suddenly emitted a cold sword light in the middle-aged man's hand.

A sense of naturalness comes from between the middle-aged man and the sword in his hand. Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that the middle-aged man and the spiritual weapon sword in his hand have been fighting against the enemy for many years, forming an inseparable emotional connection.

"Roar..." The middle-aged man roared towards the sky, and his figure burst towards Wu Chen. A sharp piercing sound roared out, and a burst of strange power came out from the wind-type spiritual weapon in his hand, which even blurred the surrounding space. Gotta shake.

"Wind Lotus Sword, Wind Lotus Exploding Rain" The middle-aged man let out a wild roar, and a wind lotus flower appeared out of thin air on the tip of the wind lotus sword in his hand, and a burst of light scattered out, and the lotus bloomed immediately Suddenly, bursts of dense wind blades burst out towards Wu Chen.

"Not good." Wu Chen's mental power was swept away immediately, and he found that the wind blades that were as dense as raindrops did not show any signs of disappearing.

"All of these are actually true." Seeing the overwhelming wind blade attack, Wu Chen's face was very shocked, and he was surprised and even panicked.

Seeing that the wind blades all over the sky had come in front of him, Wu Chen had no choice but to hold up the fire shield to resist the torrential wind blades in a hurry.

Countless sounds of 'clang', 'clang', 'clang' sounded in front of Wu Chen, and 'swoosh' a wind blade suddenly broke through Wu Chen's fire defense and shot towards Wu Chen's face.

A flash of light flashed from the Wild Lion Sword in Qiang's hand, offsetting the wind blade in front of him.Wu Chen's face suddenly became ugly.

His mind was running fast, thinking about how to deal with it. If he couldn't resist the opponent's wind blades all over the sky, he might be hit by the rain of wind blades and die soon.

The dense sounds of 'clang', 'clang', and 'clang' seemed to hit Wu Chen's heart, and there was no way to deal with it at all. Could it be that he had to rely on his body to resist and dodge.

An abrupt sound of "bang" suddenly came from between Wu Chen and the middle-aged man, and the pressure Wu Chen was facing suddenly disappeared, "嗡", "嗡", a soft sound came into Wu Chen's ears.

Wu Chen's mental strength was suddenly withdrawn, and a warm current flowed from his mind, offsetting the discomfort caused by the voice coming from his mind.

Shocked Wu Chen looked cautiously at the exit of the backyard of Qingxiang Building, and saw a superb beauty in charge who had just delivered things to the room where Wu Chen and the others were staying in Tianzi No. people come.

Wu Chen turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man, and found that he had just woken up from the sudden and confusing voice just now, and looked at the beautiful woman who walked over with a horrified expression. A frightened face.

"Hehe, a steward of the dignified Feng family is here to bully a child who has just entered the early stage of King Wu. This is really an eye-opener for the slave family." The beauty said very humorously as she walked close to the two of them.

"Louis... Your lord..." The middle-aged half-step Wu Zun expert bowed to the beautiful woman in front of him with some awkwardness.

"Hurry up and take your young master back home, I'm afraid he won't be able to be cured after a long time." The beauty didn't care about the middle-aged man's attitude at all, and said in a cold voice.

"By the way, put down the Fenglian sword in your hand as a punishment for breaking the rules." The beauty glanced at Wu Chen, as if thinking of something, she added to the middle-aged man, her beautiful voice was full of the spirit of the half-step Wu Zun. The indisputable meaning of youth.

The middle-aged man lowered his head when he heard the words from the beautiful hostess, but he didn't dare to retort at all.

When he heard the last sentence from the beautiful landlord, his body visibly trembled, and there was a humiliating voice in his throat that was being suppressed with all his might.

The middle-aged man raised his lowered head slowly, and looked at the beautiful hostess who was not far away, wanting to say something, but in an instant, his body was trembling, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead to the ground.

Waves of irresistible coercion pressed on the middle-aged man from the beauty host, and the middle-aged man almost couldn't help but fell to his knees on the ground, and the eyes of the beauty host suddenly turned cold from the indifference just now to the middle-aged man. With a bang, he couldn't resist the pressure and took a step back, his head lowered again, not daring to look at the beautiful hostess again.

The middle-aged man threw the Fenglian sword in his hand on the ground reluctantly, his eyes filled with grief, but he turned around and walked towards Feng Tianhua and An Jiangyan without stopping. He hugged Feng Tianhua in his right hand and led An Jiang Yan left.

"Thank you, Master Landlord." Wu Chen knew that although the beauty in front of him had a harmless, pure and beautiful face, in fact, the huge energy possessed by Qingxiang Landlord made Wu Chen not dare to be careless at all, and said in a two-step manner neither humble nor overbearing. .

"Hehe, you're welcome, my lord. My real name is Qing Moyu, so you can just call me Moyu." The landlord of Qingxiang showed a sweet smile on her pretty face, and smiled at Wu Chen, sizing Wu Chen up without hesitation.

With Wu Chen's initial cultivation base, he actually forced a half-step Wu Zun's master to be seriously injured. This is not something an ordinary genius can do.The scenes of the two just now completely fell into Qing Moyu's eyes, which really surprised Qing Moyu.

"Well, Sister Mo Yu." Wu Chen also showed a knowing smile, knowing that the host of Qingxiang was so friendly to him because of his boss Yan Xiang, Wu Chen felt a little curious when he thought of Yan Xiang's mysterious identity.

But when Wu Chen thought this way, he guessed completely wrong. On the one hand, the owner of Qingxiang rescued Wu Chen because of Yan Xiang, and on the other hand, he also became very interested in the secrets of Wu Chen, so he acted so decisively. Retiring the half-step Wu Zun middle-aged man saved Wu Chen from this crisis.

"Good brother" Qing Moyu raised her hand lightly, and the Fenglian sword left by the middle-aged man on the ground was held in her hand, and then she walked to Wu Chen with light steps and took the Fenglian sword in her hand. The sword was passed to Wu Chen.

"Let's take this as their unreasonable compensation to you, brother. Although the value of such a first-grade spirit weapon is a bit low, it's just right for you to use," Qing Moyu said softly.

"This..., then thank you, Sister Moyu." Seeing the sincerity in Qing Moyu's eyes, Wu Chen took it over without being pretentious, thinking, "Since this Fenglian sword is a first-grade spiritual weapon, then the mad lion in my hand will be so powerful." As for the sword, isn't it considered a spiritual weapon?"

Wu Chen and Qing Moyu entered the Qingxiang Building while chatting. Qing Moyu, the landlord who looked like a fairy and had unparalleled strength, was full of attraction to Wu Chen.

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