Douluo: Ten thousand times the rewards of teaching apprentices, never hiding anything

"it is good!"

In response, he turned his head and ran towards the ten thousand year spirit bone.

"Stop him!"

The chief deacon was a little anxious when he heard the words. Mo Cheng was right, his nephew and those two trash can't stop each other. If he really waited for the mercenary to bring the soul bone back to the academy, then he would try to fight the soul bone again. The idea is probably useless.

But if he turned around to grab the soul bone, Mo Cheng in front of him might run away.

Sure enough, when the two deacons came back to their senses, Xiao Di had already picked up the soul bone.

"waste!"

The head deacon cursed secretly, gave up releasing the soul skill in his hand, turned around and walked towards Xiao Di.

The corner of Mo Cheng's mouth raised slightly.

The spiritual power erupted, and the sea of ​​qi in the dantian began to compress rapidly.

"Sword Drawing!"

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and Mo Cheng held the sword.

"Uncle, be careful!"

The two deacons who were still in place shouted quickly when they saw that the situation was not good.

The chief deacon suddenly turned around suddenly.

"I said I will try to see if I can kill you today!"

"cut!"

The Liangyi sword was pulled out, and a sword aura several meters high flew away!

It fell directly on the head of the head deacon.

"impossible!"

The chief deacon yelled, fell to the ground, and turned his back to the sky.

There was a terrifying sword mark on his chest, at least five centimeters deep.

"vomit!"

With a sweet throat, a mouthful of old blood was sprayed directly on the ground.

"uncle!"

The two deacons of soul reverence looked at Mo Cheng in fear, and then ran to the head deacon.

Mo Cheng walked towards the other party step by step.

"I am the chief deacon of the largest branch of the Star Luo Empire. You cannot kill me. If you kill me, the Spirit Hall will not let you go."

The chief deacon said weakly.

"If you want to say that, I'm still the teacher of His Highness the Prince of the Star Luo Empire, so you dare to kill me? Since you decide to kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed."

"Besides, that's it. If you three go back alive, I will be very troublesome."

Mo Cheng smiled, and the Liangyi sword fell directly in his hand, stabbing the chief deacon's eyebrow.

The head deacon stared, and died like that.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The two deacons of soul reverence were frightened and staggered towards other places.

Mo Cheng used the remaining spiritual power to shoot out two sword qi, killing the two of them.

Chapter 42 Light Sword Art

"Are you all right?"

Xiao Di came to Mo Cheng with a soul bone in his hand. Looking at the three corpses in front of him, he couldn't believe it. A 62-level battle soul emperor died under Mo Cheng's sword, although there was a reason for the sneak attack.

But it's unbelievable to say it.

"Cough cough!"

Mo Cheng coughed twice, his limbs were so weak that he almost fell down, but fortunately the Liangyi Sword supported him.

"Are you all right?"

Xiao Di panicked and stretched out his hand to support Mo Cheng.

Mo Cheng took the ten-thousand-year soul bone from the opponent's hand and put it back into the system space.

Then he said: "It's just a little exhausted, nothing serious."

The sword strike just now exhausted all of Mo Cheng's spiritual power. If anyone attacks him at this time, he can only wait for death obediently.

"I'll help you."

Xiao Di supported Mo Cheng.

"Get out of here first."

Mo Cheng thought for a while and said, then adjusted his breath along the way to recover his spiritual and physical strength.

It was a bit difficult to restore the spiritual power, but the physical strength did recover a little.

"They are all dead, and the crisis of your mercenary group has also been resolved. Can you give me the reward you promised me?"

Mo Cheng looked at Xiao Di and asked slowly.

Xiao Di scratched the back of his head.

"Are you lying to me?"

Mo Cheng looked at Xiao Di.

Xiao Di was taken aback for a moment, feeling that it was difficult to breathe when Mo Cheng stared at him like this, and thinking of Mo Cheng's decisiveness just now, he stammered a little: "Well, I don't have the talent to learn the soul skills left by my father, so I will I left the scroll at home but didn’t take it with me, you may have to follow me to Yelang City to get it.”

Mo Cheng withdrew his gaze: "Then I'll go to Yelang with you."

Xiao Di took a deep breath immediately, and then said with a smile: "If you arrive in Yelang City, our mercenary group will definitely entertain you well."

Mo Cheng ignored it.

I followed Xiao Di all the way to Yelang City.

As for the place where Mo Cheng fought.

Lao Buxie appeared here, looking at the three corpses lying here, he sighed with emotion.

"The solution was pretty quick, but it's just that I wasn't vigilant at all. There are so many methods in Wuhundian, it's not easy to leave the body and find it on your boy."

"At the critical moment, I have to watch my good teacher and godfather come out to wipe my son's ass."

Lao Bushi looked at the corpse and shook his head, then took some powder from his storage space and sprinkled it on these entities.

I saw the three corpses turned into a pool of blood.

"The corpse powder in the hands of those assassins is easy to use, but it is used a little too quickly. The bottle of the three corpses is almost gone. If I knew it, I would have brought a few more bottles with me."

Lao Bushi looked at the bottle in his hand that was about to bottom out and shook his head, then put it away, waved his big hand, and a gust of wind rolled up, bringing sand to the ground.

The blood was buried.

After being teased by Lao Buxie for a period of time, this section of the road has returned to its original appearance, and there is no way to see that anyone has died here.

"You're done!"

Lao Bushi clapped his hands and left here.

Speaking of Mo Cheng's side, Xiao Di didn't lie to him, and once he returned to Yelang City, Xiao Di brought Mo Cheng to his house.

"This is the soul skill my father left me. I have no talent, so I can't learn it. I hope you can learn it."

Xiao Di handed the scroll to Mo Cheng.

"Row!"

Mo Cheng nodded, took a brief look, and retracted into the system space first.

Then Xiaodi took Mo Cheng to meet the leader Zhang Lie, who was lying unconscious on the bed at this time.

Mo Cheng left a blood medicine for the other party: "You can boil this elixir into soup and give it to Captain Zhang Lie, maybe you can wake up faster."

Seeing that Captain Zhang Lie was still unconscious, Mo Cheng didn't want to bother him anymore. He bid farewell to the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Corps and set foot on the way back to Xingluo City.

"Strange, what about the three corpses? Have they been discovered by the Hall of Spirits?"

Coming back here again, Mo Cheng was a little surprised, and then became a little worried.

Thinking to no avail.

"Forget it, let's settle down if it comes."

Mo Cheng shook his head, then returned to Xingluo City and the academy.

"Mr. Mo, the two of us reported to the dean immediately today."

Seeing Mo Cheng's return, the two guards quickly asked for credit.

When they decided to go to see the dean together, they went there immediately.

At first, I was a little worried that the dean would not see them, but I didn't expect Teacher Mo's name to be so useful. As soon as I mentioned it, the dean let them in.

It was also the first time for them to see the dean's real face, he was amiable and really lived up to his reputation.

This also made them even more surprised by Teacher Mo's identity.

"Thank you."

Mo Cheng thanked him, and after chatting briefly, Mo Cheng went back to his dormitory.

"Teacher, are you back?"

Outside the dormitory, Dai Mubai was waiting for Mo Cheng.

"Mubai? What's the matter?"

Mo Cheng asked.

"That I want to learn your sword skills!"

"I have roughly figured out the artistic conception of Taijiquan, and I think I am qualified to learn the master's swordsmanship."

Dai Mubai repeated, and then looked at Mo Cheng.

Hearing this, Mo Cheng suddenly punched him.

Dai Mubai's pupils constricted, and in desperation he counterattacked with Tai Chi.

But he was still punched by Mo Cheng and flew out.

"Teacher, why is this?"

Dai Mubai stood up, a little puzzled.

"It's true that you have made great progress, but I can't teach you Taiji swordsmanship!"

Mo Cheng nodded.

Dai Mubai bowed respectfully to Mo Cheng, it turned out that the teacher was just checking whether he had learned Taijiquan well.

But Mo Cheng's next sentence was a bit puzzled: "Why don't you teach me Taiji swordsmanship?"

"You are more suitable for attacking with wide opening and closing, rather than Tai Chi's method of using softness to overcome rigidity. You practice Tai Chi because it can help you improve in all aspects, but Tai Chi swordsmanship will not enhance your combat power. The constraints of your combat power."

Mo Cheng said slowly.

"Open and close?"

"If you want to learn the way of swordsmanship, you should use the heavy sword, not the three-foot sword!"

Mo Cheng thought for a while and said, and then took out a scroll from the system space, which was exactly the soul skill that Xiao Di gave him as a reward.

"Teacher, what is this?"

Dai Mubai took it and asked a question.

"Open it and have a look. The soul skills on this scroll can help you practice the broadsword better. Of course, whether you can learn it or not depends on yourself."