Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

When Zhao Yuan left to call people, Mo Que continued to learn the sword in front of the cliff.

The range of Wu Jian Cliff is extremely long, and Mo Que is only at the outermost entrance at this time. While comprehending the Sword intent on the cliff, he moves deeper.

"Quick, keep up with him, the disciples on the eighteenth floor will definitely come in a while!"

"If you can't teach this person a lesson today, the eighteenth floor will lose all face, and they won't forgive this person lightly!"

The disciples of Wujian in front of the cliff all followed Mo Que.

It's just that now, these disciples are restless, none of them have the heart to understand the sword, just want to see how this matter ends.

This makes the scene look a bit weird. Only Mo Que is sitting in front of the cliff, Insight sword marks, but he is surrounded by a large group of people, but no one understands the sword.

"Though none of these Sword intents are very suitable for me, knowing more about them is equivalent to laying a solid foundation for me in Kendo."

Mo Que's initial plan was to find a Sword intent suitable for his cultivation from these sword marks.

But now that the Sword intent he got, he felt that it was not suitable, so he could only change his mind.

Just like reading a lot of books, he will write articles. He has to learn from these thousands of Sword Intents, so as to improve his understanding of kendo.

"What about the person who insulted me in the Eighteen Swords Building? Get out of here!"

After a while, Zhao Yuan returned again and brought back another disciple.

As soon as this person came, he shouted angrily and went straight to Mo Que.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, why talk too much?" Mo Que got up, and it was useless to talk too much.

"A body cultivator, so rampant, I want to see how capable you are!"

Mo Que learned from the crowd's discussion that this person is also the Cultivation Base of Yuanjing, and his strength is higher than Wu Qingyuan.

"You are so arrogant and insult me ​​at the Eighteen Swords Tower. If you lose, I will break your arms as punishment!" Liu Yunxi drew his sword directly, his body was full of vitality.

"Okay!" Mo Que said, "But what if you lose?"

Liu Yunxi said: "Then according to the rules of sword repair, the sword in my hand belongs to you!"

For Jianxiu, the sword in his hand is more than life!

Handing over the sword in his hand is Jian Xiu's greatest shame.

"Liu Yunxi actually takes this body cultivator so seriously, and is willing to bet on his own sword!"

When others heard this, they all knew that Liu Yunxi did not despise Mo Que, but regarded him as a real opponent, betting on the sword in his hand, he was putting pressure on himself to make his best shot.

"Shh!"

In the midst of Sword Qi's agitation, Liu Yunxi shot.

His swordsmanship is different from Wu Qingyuan's. The red Sword Qi has a violent and hot breath, but it can break gold and gravel in silence!

"Whoosh!"

On the other side, Mo Que moved, and his body was like the wind. When his two fingers pointed out, there were bursts of waves, like a river flooding, and a huge wave rushing into the sky.

"Jiang He Sword intent?"

"It's actually Jiang He Sword Intent? This is left by the previous landlord on the fifteenth floor. This person has realized this kind of Sword Intent in such a short period of time?"

"What kind of evildoer is this? In one day, I have mastered dozens of Sword Qi, and even the Sword Intent left by the former landlord can quickly master it!"

The people watching the battle also had their scalps numb at this time.

Although Jianlou has also produced many kendo geniuses in the past, who learned the sword extremely fast, but the speed is as perverted as Mo Que, it is unheard of.

"When this person first came, he fought against Zhao Yuan with only two powerful fingers, and he had no Sword intent when he shot, but when he fought against Wu Qingyuan, he had already mastered dozens of Sword intents. How long has it been since then? , he fought against Liu Yunxi, and he actually realized the more powerful Sword intent!" "He was actually comprehending the sword while fighting with the disciples on the eighteenth floor. The speed of this progress is simply terrifying!"

These disciples present only felt a huge blow.

How many people spend countless days and months in front of the sword cliff, and it is difficult to truly understand a powerful Sword intent.

However, Mo Que realized a variety of Sword Intent in one day, and even mastered the Sword Intent left by the former landlord-level characters.

The disciples who can enter the sword building are all geniuses in swordsmanship, but compared with Mo Que at this time, it seems so dim.

"clang!"

After a while, Liu Yunxi's long sword let go and stabbed into the ground.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "My sword belongs to you!"

After saying that, he turned around, did not take the sword, and left.

The crowd exploded.

Three consecutive disciples of the Eighteen Swords Building made their shots, but they all lost to this body cultivator!

"If the Eighteen Sword Building cannot defeat this person today, this matter will not end!"

"I heard that when Zhao Yuan went back to call Liu Yunxi, many disciples on the eighteenth floor already knew what happened here. If Liu Yunxi returns from defeat, other disciples will definitely come!"

"If I were this person, I would definitely leave this place at this time. If he continues to learn the sword here, the disciples on the eighteenth floor will definitely keep coming!"

All the disciples thought that Mo Que's winning streak of three people could no longer end, and he should leave this place at this time, otherwise the disciples on the eighteenth floor kept coming, and no matter how strong he was, he would lose sooner or later.

However, Mo Que had no intention of leaving at all, and continued to move, leaving a sword mark on the Insight cliff.

"Eighteenth floor disciple Jiang Yue, come to fight!"

Sure enough, another disciple arrived on the eighteenth floor. Without any extra words, he found Mo Que and directly drew his sword.

"Shhhhh!"

This time, Mo Que pointed out nine fingers in a row, and the artistic conception in his fingers was like the fall of Nine Heavens Star.

"puff!"

Jiang Yue vomited blood and went away injured.

He left behind his long sword, which is the arrogance of Jianxiu. If he loses, he will keep his long sword. Unless he can defeat his opponent, he will not take it back!

Mo Que still did not leave, and continued to learn the sword.

"Chu Yiming is here to fight!"

In this way, the eighteenth floor disciples came one after another, all wanting to defeat Mo Que and regain face for the eighteenth floor.

When things have developed to this point, it has nothing to do with right or wrong. Whether Zhao Yuan wants to humiliate Mo Que first, or Mo Que breaks Zhao Yuan's sword first, it doesn't matter anymore.

The disciples of the Eighteen Swords Building have been defeated one after another, and they must defeat Mo Que, otherwise the matter will not end!

"Shh!"

Another sword was inserted on the ground, leaving the sword here.

The disciples on the eighteenth floor came one after another, but they also lost one after another. Not only did they fail to defeat Mo Que, but they left behind more and more swords.

This is already the seventeenth sword they left behind!

"This person is too terrifying. The more he fights, the stronger he becomes. From the beginning, he has no knowledge of kendo, and now he has mastered a variety of powerful Sword intents!"

"A body cultivator can actually have such strength. Isn't that the way of the body cultivator, which is abandoned by the world?"

Those disciples who watched the battle had a deep awe for Mo Que at this time, but felt that the person who had no vitality in front of him was actually so terrifying.