Mo Zhi was about to answer, but a silver light suddenly flashed in front of him. Meng Yuanqiu's robe sleeve raised, and silver light came from the bright light. It was a three-foot sword, shot in the sky, and this momentum was coming.

, as fast as a meteor, with great force. If it was put half a year ago, with Meng Yuanqiu's force, not to mention that Mo Zhi couldn't even look at it, even if he saw the sword path clearly, if he wanted to take it, he would have to be shocked.

If you suffer serious injuries, you should vomit blood.

However, at this moment Mo Zhi has been tempered by the cold pond, and his skills are not easy and are already incomparable to the past. He reached out and held the hilt of the sword gently and cleverly. However, Meng Yuanqiu's skills are unparalleled in the world. Although Mo Zhi has a great skill, although Mo Zhi has never been better.

When I was held in my hand, I still felt that my palm trembled slightly. A powerful force on the sword body was born from the inside. Although the sword was in me, the momentum had not stopped. Mo Zhi quickly made a point with his feet and steadily stomped his horse.

Just controlled the sword power.

Meng Yuanqiu saw that he had no effort to take the sword, and saw a hint of joy in his eyes, and said, "Your martial arts foundation is still swordsmanship, but in the past six months, you have mostly been tempering your internal strength and tempering your body. Although this is closely related to treating injuries.

It is inseparable, but it has also delayed the sword technique cultivation. Now you are in good condition, so let’s see how many successful sword technique is left.”

Mo Zhi held the long sword in his hand, but felt that the sword was extremely light. He held it as if nothing was in his palm. He looked at the blade shining with the moonlight and flashed slightly cold light. He knew that this sword was of extraordinary quality, and he secretly thought in his heart.

: "Master Meng Gu is a little strange, but he thinks about me in everything and clearly gives me a sword, but he says he wants to see my sword skills enter the country. If I don't do my best, wouldn't I let him down?"

Meng Yuanqiu stood there, with a smile on his face still a little cunning, and said calmly: "If you want to practice sword skills, just stab me."

After saying that, he stood with his hands on his back, several feet away.

Mo Zhi hurriedly said, "How can this be done?"

Meng Yuanqiu said: "It's okay. Although your skills are different from the past, it may not be feasible if you want to hurt me with a sword. You can stab me, don't worry."

Mo Zhi thought to himself: "Master Meng Gu is a swordsman in the world. I am afraid that Uncle Mu Chuan dares to win. How much strength do I have to hurt him? I rude this, but I underestimated Meng Gu.

host."

After his mind was settled, he took a deep breath, and he was slightly ignited by Yu Xuanzong's sword technique in his mind. Suddenly, his eyes widened, his arms raised slightly, and the sword trembled slightly. Under the night sky, the sword suddenly appeared.

However, this time the sword condensed and the sword was surprised. It turned out that as soon as the sword technique was released, I felt that there was endless energy between my limbs. The long sword was as light as a bamboo stick in my hand.

, The sword slashed into the sky, and only a sharp sound was heard under the sound of the wind. The moment there was a mess in front of me, the silver light seemed to fall in the sky, and the ears were broken and the sounds were heard, like ice hitting green jade,

The long sword with intact slashed and stabbed, turned into debris, cracking everywhere, not to mention the person in front of him.

"ah!"

Mo Zhi exclaimed, and hurriedly pulled his sword and stopped, but even so, the iron filings in the sky were still shooting towards Meng Yuanqiu like a meteor. Seeing Meng Yuanqiu standing with his hands behind his back, he was surrounded by the flying chips of the broken swords. Suddenly, Meng Yuanqiu suddenly saw Meng Yuanqiu suddenly

With a loud laugh, he stretched out his fingers, clamped his hands, took a broken sword in his hand, and walked around, like a white deer leaping through the stream, and a blue bird leaping. No matter how the broken sword collapsed, Meng Yuanqiu only traveled around, using the sharp edge of his hand

, gently tapped the scattered iron chips to the ground one by one, but in a slight difference, Meng Yuanqiu had already knocked down the iron sword flying chips and scattered around. The original storm of flying stars fell clean in an instant.

.

"Master Meng Gu!" Mo Zhi hurriedly ran up and churned Meng Yuanqiu's clothes up and down, and said, "Don't hurt, I'm really sorry. I really don't know that the sword is so unsolid. I haven't tried my best yet.

It broke into this."

Meng Yuanqiu pushed him away and said with a wry smile: "Don't touch me, I won't be injured in this situation. That long sword was one of my swords when I was young. I dare not say it was the world's gods, but it was also

It is definitely not a vulgar product. When you just swung your sword, the sword was broken. Do you know why?"

Mo Zhi quickly bowed and said, "I don't know, so I'll ask for advice from you."

Meng Yuanqiu looked him up and down a few times and smiled, "You guy, you are used to being rude in your daily life. This time, I have become polite after listening to my teachings."

Mo Zhi raised his head, grinned, and said, "Where, I have always respected my seniors."

Meng Yuanqiu ignored him and just smiled and said, "You have now reached such a state of skill. I am really shocked. I never thought that the skill of the "Wuyi Sanqiu Art" was so consistent with you.

, Your internal skills are different from those before, but it takes a very short time to achieve such skills. You must know that at such age, I am far from reaching the same skills as you, but

It is because your skill grows too fast. Although you have obtained the mysterious skill, you do not know how to use your own strength. Before, you used the sword, or you were not good at using your skills, or you were seriously injured, so you could not stop it no matter how you activated your internal strength.

The power of the sword, but at this moment you are no longer ordinary. Such a powerful internal force suddenly becomes uncontrollable and just move forward. Naturally, ordinary swords and weapons are hard to resist the strength of your every move. If this happens, you will leave the valley, and you are afraid you will still suffer.

”

Mo Zhi heard this and exclaimed in his heart: "I only know that my skills are better than before, but I don't know that I have such strength."

Meng Yuanqiu saw his expression and guessed that he was secretly happy, so he sank down and said, "You are smart, but you are very likely to be complacent. You are happy at this moment, but you have never heard me say that you will suffer a great loss in your practice in this way.

Word.”

Mo Zhi was reminded by him and immediately woke up, saying, "Seniors have taught him a lesson, but I will listen to the teachings."

Meng Yuanqiu snorted and continued, "Although you are now highly skilled, you don't know the way to restrain yourself. If you are so trekking, if you encounter an ordinary enemy, you just try your best to urge the valley and you will naturally win in one fell swoop, but if you encounter a real one,

Experts, if the other party swims without fighting, it will consume your energy. Even if your internal strength is so profound, you will fish without fish after exhausting your waters. Once you run out of your power, you can only wait for death. Do you understand this principle?"

Mo Zhi heard this, sighed slightly, and said, "Since that's the case, I hope my seniors will teach me the way to control me."

Meng Yuanqiu's body suddenly jumped up, and broke a branch on the treetops, handed it to Mo Zhi, saying, "You will carry this branch tomorrow, and go to the blade wind, wave the wind, and wait until one day,

Only by holding the remaining branches and breaking the wind, the remaining branches are constantly breaking. Only by doing this skill can you really practice it.”

Mo Zhi grafted the branch in his hand and saw that the remaining branch was green and brittle and flexible. If he used his strength at this moment, he could just swing it in the air with a light wave, let alone slashing against the blade wind. Meng Yuanqiu smiled

He said, "If you can take the remaining branches and face the wind, it means that your subordinates are in good spirits and have good strength, know how to advance and retreat, and move the sword again, and you will never cut the sword into this shape."

Mo Zhi thought for a moment, but still felt that this kind of practice was too difficult. When he was hesitating, Meng Yuanqiu suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "I thought you said you were no longer greedy for too many things, and you would be quick and fast, so you really have it.

After realizing, Qing'er repeatedly praised you, saying that you are smart and agile, but I still believe it. Why, when you need to work hard, will you retreat again?"

Mo Zhi was shocked and felt ashamed immediately. He quickly bowed and said, "What Master Meng Gu taught me is that I will be in the sword wind tomorrow. I will sharpen my sword's power again. If I fail to achieve this, I will never give up."

The next day, Mo Zhi held the branch and wades between the blade wind. At this moment, his skills gradually deepened. Although the blade wind was still very powerful, Mo Zhi no longer felt that it was so heavy. Instead, he paid attention to it everywhere.

The dead branches are poured into it, and the dead branches can be encountered without breaking, but the blade wind robs the power of heaven and earth. Before Mo Zhi has waved, he has seen the dead branches clamoring, not to mention that it is a sword dancing to make a magic trick

Even if he holds the palm so well, it is extremely difficult. Being so cautious is more exhausting than when he is independent in the wind. However, after standing for half an hour, Mo Zhi's back was already sweating heavily, and there was a slight movement in his hand.

The dead branches immediately turned into shattered.

Fortunately, there are many branches in the Cold Leaf Valley. At this moment, Mo Zhi entered and exited the blade wind and was no longer very hard. After breaking one, he searched for another one. After repeated training, although the entry was slow, the strength in his hand was also slow.

In just one day, hundreds of broken branches were broken. When Mo Zhi returned to Liufang cliff, the sun was coming to the evening and his arms trembled. But at this moment, Mo Zhi no longer wanted to enter the country quickly. Instead,

I practice swords with great concentration every day, and I dare not give up any tricks.

In the following months, Mo Zhi was always the same day, and he only took the dead branches into the body and entered the wind. Since the first day, hundreds of branches were broken, he gradually made progress every day. After a month passed, Mo Zhi was still the same.

Only take one branch, and you can stand for one day without breaking it when you enter the wind. After two months, you can simply slide the branches with your hands. After half a year, you can slide, slash, thorn, and slide a hundred times every day. After a year, you have already

But every day, you can dance swords to make a technique, which is regular and rigorous, and it shows all the wonders.

After a year and a half, Mo Zhi stood alone in the wind, closing his eyes to listen to the wind's momentum, and he could tell the strength of the wind. He suddenly pointed a branch like a sword, avoiding the strong wind, and hitting the weak wind, which was just a matter of the way.

The soft and empty way to avoid its solid method, and then dance the sword in the wind, it was already like a sword on the flat ground, without any hindrance. Between the vast valley, the young man held the broken branches, the sword danced across the sky, or was powerful or as light as

Soak the water and be at ease.

On this day, Mo Zhi danced 18 sword moves, the sword art was harmonious and powerful, and the dungeon was thick and thick. It was the wonderful achievement of Yu Xuanzong's "Ningguang Sword Technique". Mo Zhi made a few days, and the sword technique advanced.

The environment has risen a lot. When dancing here, I feel a sweet and refreshing feeling in my heart. Suddenly, a long roar in my chest, and the energy in my chest flows straight into the sky. I jump high, and the dead branches in my hands connect the void, and the wind suddenly turns black in front of me.

When the strong wind came, a figure suddenly came, and he also took the dead branches in his hand and pointed it at Mo Zhimian's door.
Chapter completed!