The Beauty's Personal Doctor

This Yin Yang boxing can be said to be the boxing method created by moye himself.

This is his boxing method when he broke through to the congenital state and faced with the natural calamity. When this boxing method came out, even the natural calamity was broken up by him, which shows the strength of this blow.

Now Hong Xiuyun thinks that he will defeat moye's Yin Yang twin sword and win the victory, but he thinks too much.

Moye is now a warrior of soul and flesh cultivation, so without weapons, his combat effectiveness will not be much weaker.

It's just that he doesn't have a particularly powerful fist in his hands now. If he has one, he doesn't even use a sword. There's not much difference between using a sword and using a sword.

When Hong Xiuyun's magic sword skill was about to be cut on moye, moye made the Yin Yang fist. This fist came first after being printed, and directly hit Hong Xiuyun.

Hong Xiuyun didn't think that moye could fight at all, so when moye hit this blow, Hong Xiuyun was in a daze.

Even before he had time to react, he was directly hit by moye's fist.

Although moye's fists were made with two hands, Yin Quan and Yang Quan joined together in the air, and then formed a black-and-white taijiyu boxing method, and then this boxing was aimed at Hong Xiuyun.

The moment Hong Xiuyun was hit, he lost control of his magic sword, and then his long sword fell directly to the ground.

After Mo Xie finished these, he didn't stop. At this time, he stretched out his hand and his Yin Yang twin sword flew directly to his hand. Then he galloped to Hong Xiuyun and said, "you are defeated!"

When he said this, his Yin sword had already pointed to Hong Xiuyun's neck.

Hong Xiuyun had been seriously injured, and his chest was churning. Now he was stimulated by moxie's words, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, Hong Xiuyun is tough, because at this time, he is really defeated.

"You win. Next time, you won't have another chance."

Hong Xiuyun stood up, picked up his sword and walked slowly towards the bottom of the competition field.

His back, a bit bleak, he was running for the champion, but now he has been defeated by xueqingchuan and moye.

"Next time? I'm afraid you won't have a chance, will you? "

Moye's lips raised a radian, his eyes, emitting a bright light.

Moye's progress now is actually very great.

The reason why he is better than these people is that he is not familiar with the way of fighting in the congenital realm soon after he broke through the congenital realm. But once he is familiar with this way of fighting, naturally, he will not be inferior to anyone.

"Younger martial brother, you are great!"

Between Qin Xuejing and moye, there is not much difference between men and women. When moye won the competition and got off the field, Qin Xuejing rushed to moye in an instant.

Moye was ashamed in an instant.

"Younger martial sister, don't be like this. A lot of people are watching."

Warm fragrance and warm jade, in fact, is still very wonderful, but moye has to avoid suspicion. There are several women in his family, so he dare not ask for more.

"What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid of women. Here, I'll feel it for you."

Qin Xuejing finally retreated, but she straightened her chest, very proud to moye said.

"Brother moye, come here and I'll buy you a drink."

Just when moye was ready to recover his spirit power, suddenly, a voice beside him rang.

This voice is not the voice of others, but the voice of monk Xiaochi. However, because everyone has mental strength, the voice of Xiaochi is transmitted to moye. Now, only moye can hear the voice of Xiaochi.

"What does martial uncle Xiaochi want me to do?"

In moye's heart, a deep question rose in an instant.

But he looked at Xiaochi now out of the crowd, he did not dare to be careless, said goodbye to Qin Xuejing directly, and flew out in the direction of Xiaochi.

"Martial uncle Xiaochi, what's the matter?"

After moye came, he looked at Xiaochi not far away, closed his eyes, and took a seat in the void. Now he was like a monk.

"Come, moye, sit here!"

After that, with a wave of his hand, a futon appeared in the void, which radiated a soft light.

Moxie heart read a move, directly flew over and sat on it.

"Uncle Xiaochi, what kind of Futon is this?"

As soon as moye sat on it, he was immediately surprised, because he found that the speed of restoring his spiritual power had increased by at least one third when he sat on the futon.

However, moye doesn't simply think that monk Xiaochi wants to help him win the competition. I think monk Xiaochi really has something to find him.

When moye thought so, monk Xiaochi opened his mouth.

"Moye, can you show me the double swords in your body?"

Moye's heart suddenly moved. He was afraid that monk Xiaochi knew the origin of the two swords, so he forced the two swords out of his body and presented them to monk Xiaochi with both hands.

"Martial uncle Xiaochi, do you know these two swords?"

In moye's eyes, there was a sense of expectation. He really wanted to know the origin of the two swords, because when muling'er gave him the two swords, he thought about them for a long time.

Monk Xiaochi stretched out his hand, and the two swords appeared directly in his hands.

After observing for a while, he said, "it's really these two swords."

"Martial uncle Xiaochi, do you know these two swords?"

At this time, Xiaochi showed his nostalgia. He said: "I naturally know these two swords, but I didn't expect that muling'er gave them to you. Well, well, since they are given to you, it's your nature. I hope you can carry forward the spirit of these two swords in the future."

After Xiaochi finished, he went away directly, leaving moxie in a daze.

"These two swords may have an unusual meaning to master, but I don't know what the meaning of these two swords is? Did Shifu and martial uncle Xiaochi know the last one who used this sword? "

In Mo Xie's heart, there was an idea in an instant, but he didn't say it.

Looking at Xiaochi who left, he found that the futon was still on his ass, just chatting with each other for a while. His spiritual power just recovered.

"Martial uncle Xiaochi, your..."

Before moye's words were finished, there was a voice from afar: "this Futon is for you."