Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 107

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but it was coming to an end.

In the tree hole, don't ask to sit cross-legged, as if closing your eyes and resting your mind.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the halos of stars flickered, and countless complex thoughts flashed one after another, gradually showing a complete shape.

With the help of the system, he has become proficient in many martial arts in just a few years.

In terms of subtlety, Song's saber technique, Tianluo Kung Fu, Qingfeng sword technique, as well as Tianzi Jiuda, Qixingbu, etc. are all different.

In terms of power, the Yishijian sword is the most powerful.

But when it comes to the depth of martial arts realm, it is based on the Qingfeng swordsmanship that is not very proficient at present.

After all, only this martial art involves the acquired level.

In addition, after Mo Qiu comprehended the Qingfeng swordsmanship, the entire realm of martial arts has been improved by one level.

Maybe the power of Qingfeng swordsmanship is not too strong, but it can guide him in the wrong way.

Things that could not be figured out or imagined in the past can now be understood naturally.

Just like a flashing sword.

Strong is strong, but there are many restrictions.

Looking at it now, there are many flaws in it. If it can be improved, it will double its power and reduce its restrictions.

This also has the embryonic form of five steps and one kill!

now.

The rudiments were finally gradually perfected, merged into a sentence of characters, and engraved on the light curtain of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Om..."

The stars flickered and dimmed instantly.

The next moment, a thought came to my mind from nowhere, but it was taken for granted.

"Shua!"

In the darkness, a pair of pupils opened suddenly, piercing the darkness fiercely, and the shadow of the sword danced and clanked.

"Zheng..."

The sword light cut through the darkness, tore through the rain curtain, and appeared two feet away in just a flash.

Five steps and one kill!

As soon as the sword shadow was retracted, Moqiu's figure appeared.

The torrential rain fell, and the fragile leaves were bent one after another, but his figure was still straight.

Tian Luo Gong protected his whole body, the raindrops touched his flesh, instantly shattered and scattered in all directions.

And Mo Qiu's figure broke through the heavy rain and went straight to the distance.

After leaving the city, he chose trails and entered the dense forest in order to avoid being discovered.

Using archery to injure people and reduce the number of pursuers is to avoid being surrounded and killed.

But these methods can only stop ordinary people, and there are still masters among the pursuers, who also need to frustrate their spirit.

Only in this way can it be regarded as safe!

Now that his swordsmanship is successful, and he chose his target yesterday, it is time to show his sharpness.

In the dense forest, Mo Qiu carried a sword on his back and walked like flying. After a while, he came to a wide area.

In the middle, there are three simple tents.

There were screams and wailing from two of the tents from time to time, and the people living inside were obviously wounded.

Candlelight flickered in the last tent, and people could be seen moving from time to time, but there were no other noises.

"The chief catcher, Ouyang Yue, is a master at making viscera. He is famous for his one-handed dragon-shaped eight-handed palm. He is powerful. He is the leader of this group."

A thought flashed across, Mo Qiu kept on stepping, his body was like a sharp arrow, emerging from the dense forest and rushing straight to the last tent.

"Peng!"

When he stepped on the ground, dragon-snake energy erupted, mud splashed, and his body was about ten feet away.

After a few breaths, he appeared in the guard's sight.

"who?"

"An enemy broke into the camp!"

His speed was too fast, and the guard never expected that he would encounter the enemy, and he was broken through the defense line before he could react.

"Shua!"

The long knife was unsheathed, and he slashed in the air.

The tough leather tent was separated from it by this knife, revealing the surprised figure inside.

"Ouyang Yue, take my knife!"

Mo Qiu let out a loud roar, his figure penetrated the tent together with the torrential rain, and rushed straight to the burly man in the middle.

He came in a menacing manner, with the combination of swords and swords, and his power and power made the other people in the field stagnate.

For a while, none of them could react.

"It's you!" Ouyang Yue said coldly at first, then he was startled and angry:

"My surname is Mo, you are so courageous. If you don't go to the west, you will cast yourself in hell without a gate."

"It's really courting death!"

Amidst the roar, he advanced instead of retreating, his body leaped out from the main seat, his palm was like a swimming dragon, and he struck out against the light of the sword.

Dragon-shaped eight palms - flying dragon pose!

As a master of refining viscera, Ouyang Yue exhales and inhales with great force, even if he exerts force hastily, he is powerful.

When the palms are together, there is a strong wind howling, and the oncoming torrential rain is even swept away by it.

"snort!"

Mo Qiu snorted coldly, his body shape remained unchanged, and his saber became more and more fierce.

Song's saber technique—a shocking blow!

This style of sword technique has a decisive artistic conception, and there is no regret when the sword comes out, and there is an aura of burning with the enemy.

Ouyang Yue's eyes flickered. With his status, he was second only to Ling Wan, the golden eagle with fire eyes, among the arresters, so he wouldn't fight Mo Qiu to lose both.

Right now he is in mid-air, his palm gestures change, like a butterfly piercing a flower hitting Dao Guang from all directions.

"Peng!"

"Shhh..."

With a roar of energy, the two fell alternately.

Don't ask for the same body shape, but Ouyang Yue's eye sockets twitched, and he subconsciously glanced at his shoulders.

There, a long and narrow knife mark emerged impressively.

With just one move, he, who is a master at refining viscera, was actually injured?

Even if the opponent came prepared, he hastily met the enemy, but it also showed that the strength of the incoming person was not weak.

A doctor who is proficient in swordsmanship?

Fart the fuck!

The young man in front of him is probably a real visceral refiner just like him.

"My lord, be careful!"

"Good thief!"

It wasn't until this moment that the other people in the tent realized that they stood up and shouted loudly.

At this time, Mo Qiu had rushed towards Ouyang Yue again.

Only this time, Ouyang Yue didn't want to confront him head-on, and retreated as soon as he got under his feet, and shouted at the same time:

"Brothers, let's go together!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Qiu flipped over in the air, and the nine flying knives flew in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers.

Nine hits a day!

After nine knives, another nine knives.

The eighteen flying knives not only prevented other people from moving, but also forced Ouyang Yue to stop and dodge.

Back then, Zhang Huyuan was only successful in forging bones, and his reputation was no less than refining viscera. Today's Mo Qiu is stronger than him, and his hidden weapon skills are even worse.

At this moment, the flying knives were fully unleashed, and the six arresters, including a viscera refining master, were forcibly suppressed by only one person.

Ouyang Yue's expression was gloomy, he transformed the body skills he had learned to the extreme, and tried his best to dodge the flying knives.

At the same time, I secretly hate:

Let you be rampant for a while, until the hidden weapons are used up, I will take action together, Ren Er is also...

"Zheng!"

Just as he was muttering in his heart, his eyes suddenly lit up, and an extreme chill shot straight from his tailbone to his forehead instantly.

By!

Jianguang!

A sharp light cut through the darkness and reflected in his eyes, and there was nothing else in his perception except this sword light.

next moment.

Ouyang Yue only felt his body lighten up, and his whole body flew up lightly, and his consciousness became blurred.

At the last moment of his coma, a clear and hearty voice floated into the eardrums, getting further and further away:

"This time is just a warning, if you want to chase again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

How can it be?

Including myself here, there are three forging bones and one forging organs, and the armor is complete, so that people can come and go freely.

and

I was also...

"Peng!"

His body fell to the ground, and his consciousness fell into a coma.