Stunning weapon

When Mo Xiaochuan said these words to Hui Yi in front of so many disciples and grandchildren, he simply did not save Hui Yi any face. , As the saying goes, the Buddha also has fire. Besides, the person who practiced has not exhausted the six sense organs.

Therefore, even if Hui Yi was an eminent monk, he couldn't help but get angry when faced with Mo Xiaochuan's contempt and provocative words.In Huiyi's eyes, let alone Mo Xiaochuan, even Lu Qi, who is also a younger generation, is a junior who is separated by two generations, not to mention that Mo Xiaochuan is still Lu Qi's apprentice.

Being despised by such a junior, how could Huiyi keep his face? Immediately, he lowered his face and said: "This statement is indeed what the old monk said. When it changes, the old monk dares to say that. Jianzong's One Qi sword, that's all!"

Hui Yi raised her gray beard with an extremely airy look.He was born with a calm and majestic demeanor, his beard grew all the way to his temples, about half a foot long, his eyebrows stood obliquely above his eye sockets like knives, and when he raised his head, he gave people a look of contempt for everything in front of him. demeanor.

Mo Xiaochuan helped Lu Qi, and when she sat down, he took out the jug from his arms, handed it to her, and said, "There are not many in stock, so drink less, it will be good for you."

Lu Qiping doesn't like to drink alcohol during the day, but since Mo Xiaochuan said so, she didn't think much about it, and she didn't mind that this jug was something Mo Xiaochuan often drank. Small mouth.

When the wine entered her throat, she felt like a ball of fire went down her throat and entered her stomach, making her almost not spit it out. The wine was really too strong.She resisted, but her brows were already tightly furrowed. However, before the discomfort passed, the drink in her stomach suddenly turned into a puff of fresh air, blending into her limbs and bones. The dry qi also suddenly began to fill up.

With eyes full of surprise, Lu Qi raised her head to ask Mo Xiaochuan, but saw that Mo Xiaochuan was already holding the Big Dipper Sword in one hand, and walked towards Huiyi.Hui Yi remained motionless, standing firmly within a foot of the golden long sword, her old and surrounded eyes stared at Mo Xiaochuan's smooth face without any wrinkles, with a look of contempt flashing in her eyes.

Although, when Mo Xiaochuan appeared, his aura was quite astonishing, but this does not really explain how high Mo Xiaochuan's martial arts are. In addition, Mo Xiaochuan is really too young. The so-called "no hair on the mouth In Huiyi's eyes, Mo Xiaochuan is still a bastard who doesn't even have hair. At this age, no matter how talented he is, how strong can he be?

Therefore, Huiyi really didn't regard Mo Xiaochuan as an opponent in his heart.

Seeing Mo Xiaochuan walking towards her, Hui Yi said slowly: "Little boy, it is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Where do you know Dafeng Temple? You can come whenever you want? If you want to play wild, you can play wild? Today, the old monk Let you know what etiquette young people should know."

But Mo Xiaochuan, facing Hui Yi, did not dare to despise him in his heart. After all, Hui Yi was already a master of heaven before he had practiced martial arts in this world.Not to mention anything else, when Huiyi and Lu Qi fought before, he slapped Lu Qi's Qi sword with one palm, which was enough to surprise Mo Xiaochuan.

He had never seen such a situation, or even heard of it.A sword of qi can actually make people scatter. Although, at that time, Lu Qi's true energy was already exhausted, and the power of the sword of qi was not brought out to the maximum. This is also a very important reason, but no matter what, Hui Yi's martial arts are indeed very surprising.

However, at this time, Mo Xiaochuan has no way out. If he retreats, these monks will probably force him and Lu Qi to stay. Lu Qi's true energy has been exhausted due to the use of the Yiqi sword. She did not fall down, she tried her best to support her, relying on the stubbornness in her heart.Even with the wine that Mo Xiaochuan gave her, it was impossible for her to recover in a short period of time. If she wanted to escape, even if Mo Xiaochuan was able to leave and take Lu Qi with her, she was not sure.

What's more, the purpose of his visit this time was Xia Chuyue. Even if he left today, he would still have to face Dafeng Temple in the future. Therefore, Mo Xiaochuan did not have many retreats at this moment.Facing Hui Yi, he must find a way to win. If he is responsible, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking of this in his heart, Mo Xiaochuan's expression was very calm.He reached out, took off the wine jug from the scabbard on his back, held it in his hand, uncorked the jug, and said calmly: "Old monk, that's not what he said. What does age explain? If you can win when you are old, then this world already belongs to the oldest person. You just said that Jianzong's Yiqi sword is not in your eyes, so today the king will use this If you lose, you will be at your disposal, but if you lose, you will be ready to be buried with Dafeng Temple."

"What a big tone." Hui Yi's eyes widened, and regardless of his identity, he took the lead in making a move. He raised his right hand, and slowly pushed his palm forward, and afterimages followed his movements. In front of him, at the same time, a big tight hand grabbed Mo Xiaochuan.

"Get up!" Mo Xiaochuan yelled lightly, and pointed his left hand towards the sky, golden rays of light shot up, and the countless golden long swords before made another sound of "bang bang bang..." from the surroundings. Leaping into the air again, the sound was exactly the sound of the long sword being pulled from the bluestone floor.

The monks in the surrounding Dafeng Temple all had very ugly faces. If it was a coincidence that Mo Xiaochuan came here with a sword before, then this time, he really showed something extraordinary.

Seeing it in his eyes, Hui Yi's heart moved, his eyes fixed, he opened his mouth suddenly, and shouted loudly, the golden palm suddenly accelerated, and he arrived at Mo Xiaochuan's side almost instantly.

Mo Xiaochuan was not flustered, he held the sword formula in his left hand, and pointed at Hui Yi, the countless golden long swords floating in the air, suddenly hundreds of swords turned into golden lights, and rushed directly towards Hui Yi's golden sword palm.

The golden long sword collided with the golden palm, even though the palm was formed by the condensation of true energy, it made a dull impact sound.

After a burst of impact, the golden long sword was bounced off, but immediately after, another golden long sword came back and attacked Hui Yi.

The surrounding area was shining with golden light and flying dust. Before the dawn, when the sky was darkest, the figures of Mo Xiaochuan and Hui Yi were completely wrapped in the golden light, and the people outside could not see clearly gradually. The appearance of the two fighting.

He only heard the sound of constant collisions, and thus judged the tragic appearance of the two people fighting.

Just when everyone didn't know what happened, and Lu Qi was also nervous, and couldn't help but want to help Mo Xiaochuan, suddenly, the golden light dimmed.The figures of the two also separated suddenly.Huiyi was dressed in a monk's robe and danced with the wind, hunting and hunting, his whole face showed a bit of dignity, his hands kept changing, pinching out Buddhist handprints one by one, while Mo Xiaochuan retreated in front of Lu Qi , holding the Beidou Sword tightly with both hands, the wine pot that was held in his hand before, at this time, hung back on the scabbard behind his back, his eyes were red, as if soaked in blood.

The red halo on the Beidou sword became introverted, and the blood-colored rays of light seemed to be all contained on the sword body. Inside the sword body, it flowed like water waves, but it gave people a sense of oppression.

At this time, I don't know who shouted: "Red Yiqi sword!"

Following this sound, the monks around realized that at some point, a phantom of a gigantic sword that was much larger than when Lu Qi used the Qi sword appeared in the sky.

And this sword is different from Lu Qi's white color, but blood red. The sword body is exactly the same as the Beidou Sword in Mo Xiaochuan's hand. Moreover, this phantom is becoming solidified quickly. It didn't take long. It seems to have completely turned into a real giant sword. The red halo on it is hidden in it and flows slowly. People can see it, and they can't help but give birth to a bit of despair.

The power of this sword, even those who don't know martial arts, can tell that it is definitely much stronger than the sword that Lu Qi used just now.

Huiyi's complexion also changed drastically, and his face was ugly. He never thought that the young man in front of him would be so strong. Usually, he beat his apprentice and came to a powerful master, but this time he beat his master. A powerful apprentice is extremely rare, which makes Huiyi a little confused, but at this moment, he finally understands that what Mo Xiaochuan said before is not a big talk, if he can't take this sword, big Feng Si, I am afraid that he will be buried with him.

The robe on Mo Xiaochuan's body at this moment was even more agitated, circles of clearly visible aura, like water waves, gathered from his feet towards the Big Dipper Sword in his hand, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the Big Dipper Sword With a sound of "Om!", there was a sound like a dragon's chant, and then, the blood-colored light that was suppressed in it suddenly bloomed, and the entire Dafeng Temple seemed to be surrounded by blood in an instant, and it even made people faintly smell it. Bloody gas.

Many monks began to change their faces. How many people did the young man in front of him need to kill to have such a strong bloody aura?Is that human being?It is simply the "sha god" from hell!