She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

Chapter 174 Chapter 173
Mo Yuheng's expression was calm and there was no panic at all. If it were normal, she would definitely pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and fight back when the opponent thinks that she will win.

Now that there is a master on his head, Mo Yuheng dare not behave too badly.

If the master is ridiculed by others, she will suffer later.

Sighing inwardly, I straightened my back.

He rushed up quickly and swung the sword in his hand.

Fast and fast: "Jian Yi."

Mo Yuheng gave a coquettish cry.

The sword in his hand precisely collided with the opponent's attack: "Boom" exploded instantly.

Mo Yuheng ran quickly and approached.

The young Faxiu boy felt a little nervous. He used the mode of many battles to stand still, but the opponent broke the previous method of shooting arrows continuously.

I didn't expect Mo Yuheng to have such a powerful force to fight him head-on.

There was no sign of being at a disadvantage at all, so he couldn't help but become vigilant.

The bow in his hand continuously shoots out many attacks.

Mo Yuheng took it without blushing, and came to the opponent's side easily.

"The wind blows the clouds."

The sword in Mo Yuheng's hand was like a powerful wind, sweeping away in all directions.

The powerful artistic conception of sword light and wind forced the opponent to put a lot of pressure on him, and he panicked and wanted to use his aura.

The spiritual energy in the body always dissipates and cannot be condensed, and the body seems to be swept away by a powerful tornado like a leaf.

Being thrown out heavily, the young Faxiu boy stood under the ring unwillingly.

His teeth clenched his lower lip tightly, showing an unyielding energy.

Eyes wide open, some do not want to believe it.

Hands clenched into fists: "How is it possible? How is it possible? I have used so many moves in the fighting mode. I am invincible and lost in front of her."

The boy's heart was hit hard.

The Foundation Establishment Consummation cultivator, who slowly floated down from mid-air, was still satisfied with this wonderful battle.

Mo Yuheng's swiftness and decisiveness, and the attack pattern of the Faxie boy can make the new disciples feel equally exciting.

Their cultivation is low, and they can't see the difference.

Only the Jindan cultivator and Nascent Soul cultivator on the high platform showed shocked expressions.

They kept discussing: "This..., did I read it wrong? Jian Guang, it was Jian Guang just now."

"Your eyes are right, it is indeed the sword light realm, and you have already comprehended the third level of the sword light realm."

"It's really worthy of being the direct disciple of Fusang Zhenjun, and he has not insulted this name at all."

"You're right, it's getting better and better for our sect that talented people come out in large numbers, and the next generation can pass it on from generation to generation."

"Okay, very good." The suzerain breathed silently, very happy.

Zhenjun Yuanshui's originally smiling face cracked open, and he regained consciousness in a moment of sluggishness, making it impossible to see his gaffe.

He clenched his hands tightly: "Zhenjun Fusang really has a good apprentice. He has reached such a level without making a sound, and he has hidden so deeply."

Fu Sang smiled calmly, and wiped away the dust from his hands: "Then I would like to thank Zhenjun Yuanshui for your compliment, but unfortunately, my disciple is usually too stubborn to praise too much, or I will become arrogant .”

This sentence is a slap in the face, Yuanshui Zhenjun is like a needle.

But running away for the sake of face is not to prove his fault, so he sent a voice transmission to Xu Huai: "This time you want to win."

This is an order, words that cannot be returned.

Xu Huai felt pressured: "It's the master."

He didn't flinch in the slightest, holding the sword in his hand for a moment.

He can't lose, absolutely can't lose.

The eyes of the two collided, and a strong spark broke out.

Mo Yuheng smiled faintly and returned to his standing position.

And those who won the bet Mo Yuheng were very happy, but most of them had a bitter look on their faces.

I didn't expect Fusang Zhenjun's address to be so simple and powerful.

If he had known earlier, he would have made the bet that she would win, but now it is too late.

There are still some people who are stable, but it is just a contest between Qi training, and there is no comparison between building foundations.

Watch it.

Soon, Yichuan and Xiaoyao took the stage to win one after another, and the rest of the competition finished quickly.

A total of 120 people passed the first round of screening competition, and the remaining 60 people took turns to get their own tokens.

Xiaoyao secretly cried out that it was a pity that he did not meet Mo Yuheng, the opponent he had been looking forward to for a long time.

I really want to beat the opponent down in this match, it would be embarrassing if Fusang Zhenjun's direct disciple didn't rank in the top ten.

"Mo Yuheng, you are lucky. But if you wait, I will definitely defeat you."

Mo Yuheng still took it indifferently, as if he didn't hear the other party's voice transmission, and watched everyone come down with tokens one after another.

After everyone assembled for the competition, it was soon Mo Yuheng's turn again.

Mo Yuheng flew up, the sword in his hand was about to explode.

As the opponent had expected, the magic shield in his hand unfolded.

Constantly rotating on the body, guarding 365 degrees without dead ends.

The first move collided with each other, and the sword in Mo Yuheng's hand withdrew and entangled with the opponent for hundreds of moves.

When the other party was secretly complacent, Mo Yuheng instantly saw a flaw in the other party.

The corner of the mouth was slightly hooked, and a sword stabbed out: "Gust and Thunder."

The sword in his hand turned into sword light and flew extremely fast, piercing the opponent's flaw.

There was a deafening roar instantly, and the opponent spit out a mouthful of blood and stood staggeringly: "How is it possible?"

Clasping his chest tightly with his hands, he quickly input his spiritual power and continued to manipulate the somewhat ineffective shield to resist the attack that Mo Yuheng had already made.

Then I saw one of the opponent's flaws: "Ride the wind and leave."

This move was performed quickly, making the opponent unable to parry and hit the protective shield fiercely.

The spiritual power on it was quickly exhausted by this attack, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Then Mo Yuheng's sword force increased instead of decreasing, piercing the opponent's sternum fiercely and bombarding it down.

The boy flew out and fell to the ground, the blood on his chest flowed out from his femur.

Exhausted of spiritual power, there was no way to cover the blood flowing from his chest, and his body kept struggling.

The Landline Consummation monk on the high platform screamed inwardly, and immediately appeared behind the boy and sealed the opponent's acupoints with spiritual power to stop the bleeding.

The young man quickly realized that he quickly took out the jade bottle from his storage bag, poured out a few small Huandan pills, stuffed them into his mouth and turned them into medicinal power to heal the wound.

With some lingering fears in his heart, he staggered to be lifted up and left unwillingly.

It was terribly quiet down there, and Mo Yuheng didn't expect Mo Yuheng to strike so fiercely, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to move.

The fear of Mo Yuheng was originally thought to be the same by everyone, but in the end, Mo Yuheng became more and more cruel again and again.

As a result, in the next few rounds, many disciples did not dare to go up to the competition and admit defeat directly.

Mo Yuheng felt very wronged, why did everyone look at him with fearful eyes?
He didn't do it on purpose, it's just that he couldn't control his strength well.

However, other people were injured in the battle before, and they were more serious than her opponents everywhere.

It wasn't too abrupt for her to act like this. There were risks in the fight, and the fight between them could only minimize the danger.

　Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation.

　　
　
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