Comprehensive martial arts: Learn from Huang Yaoshi and start with Tianlong Bayin

"Let's go back to Qingyun Sect first. It's going to be uneasy outside." Qingyun Sword had no intention of coming forward.

If it were just a four-clawed Dragon Emperor, that lunatic could block it.

It doesn't plan to come out so soon, at least it has to wait for the master of the divine pavilion to appear.

"Senior, can you and that guy in the sky really stop the many sect leaders and sect leaders of the Three Realms?" He was led by the Qingyun Sword and flew all the way towards the Qingyun Sect.

During this period, Tian Huan'er asked curiously.

"The three realms are not monolithic, so you will have internal strife among yourselves!" Qingyun Sword said!

Ning Feng was stunned. Could it be that the people who came this time were not just the Shen Pavilion and the Heavenly Demon Dragon Gate?

"That monk is from the Western Sect. This time, it's not just him. The old leader of the Western Sect is also coming to look for opportunities." Qingyun Jian said.

Ning Feng was shocked. Is there anyone else coming across the border? What a terrifying battle that would be.

By then, can Qingming Realm really be able to stop it?

"As far as I know, the people who came here this time include the head of the Luo family in the Holy World, the head of the Jiange Pavilion, the leader of the Holy Fire Sect... these people are all the most powerful people..."

"These people are coming over..." Ning Feng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Although he didn't know these people, just hearing their origins was amazing.

Returning to the Qingyun Sect, Ning Feng and Tian Huan'er arrived at the main peak of Qingyun. Here, there was a formation arranged by the Qingyun Sword, which was created together with the repair of the Feiyun Sword Formation.

With the blessing of the power of Qingyun Sword, the formation was activated.

Soon a picture emerged, and the picture on the sky was clearly displayed.

The great elder called Ning Feng to him and asked him to lead people to the Tianwu Academy martial arts competition.

Ning Feng ran towards Mo City without even thinking.

"Ning Feng, do you think I will let you in so easily?" Qin Long, a disciple of the Qin family, looked proud. Since he was ambushing here, he would not give Ning Feng a chance to enter Mo City.

Several figures suddenly shot out and stood in front of Ning Feng.Qin Long was well prepared and had completely blocked the road.

"Come on, whatever other skills you have, feel free to show them off. This time, I will still stand still and watch your performance." Qin Long, who was full of confidence, held his hands in front of his chest. This time, even if Ning Feng penetrated Without wings, it would be impossible to fly out of his hands.

At this moment, the gate of Mo City slowly opened, and a group of people slowly walked out of Mo City.

"Huh?" Qin Long frowned. What he disliked the most was variables.

"Who dares to block the road and kill people outside my Mo family city?"

Among the team of people, there were eight people carrying a large sedan chair. Although it was unclear who was sitting in the sedan chair, judging from the sound, they must be some age.

"Mo family?" Qin Long frowned.

The reason why Mo City is called Mo City is because the family in charge of this city has the surname Mo.Although the Mo family is not as powerful as the Qin family, it is quite prestigious throughout Tiandu and is a member of the Tiandu City-State Alliance.

"The Qin family is doing something, (Qian Nuozhao) please give me a convenience." Qin Long moved the Qin family out, hoping to intimidate the other party.

"Are you threatening me with the Qin family?"

boom!

A palm force flew out from the sedan chair, heading straight for Qin Long. Qin Long, who was at the peak of the Xuan Realm, didn't even have time to react before he was sent flying away by this palm.

"puff!"

Qin Long spit out a mouthful of blood. The force of this palm was just right. It only injured him but did not kill him. The old man in the sedan chair was very powerful.

"Leave. If there is a next time, I have only one word, kill."

As the word "kill" came out, a cold murderous aura swept across the entire sedan, even Qin Long could not help but tremble slightly.This old man really wanted to kill them.

Chapter 2 I’m afraid I can’t

Although he is said to be a member of the Qin family, in the final analysis, Qin Long is just a pawn in the Xuan realm.There are many people like him in the entire Qin family. If he is really killed by this old man, the head of the family Qin Hao will not turn against the Mo family because of a few of them, and his death will be in vain.

"Farewell!" After thinking about this, Qin Long turned around and left without hesitation.

Watching the pursuers leave, Ning Feng did not feel relaxed at all, because this Mo family was more troublesome than those ~ few people.

The rule of the freshman competition is that warriors below the innate realm can attack them, which means that no one can be trusted before arriving at the venue.Although the Mo family saved him, they might also take action against him!

"Haha, you are quite vigilant." The old man in the sedan said with a smile: "Don't worry, as a member of the Tiandu City-State Alliance, I, the Mo family, will definitely not kill the students of the Tianwu Academy."

"It's just that you have to grab the qualifications for this competition, right?" Ning Feng took a step back with a spear in his hand.

"That's right." The old man didn't deny it, "But if my Mohist disciples want to rob, they will do so openly. They will fight you one on one. If you lose, you will have no regrets. If you win, you will have no complaints."

"Come!"

Knowing that this level was unavoidable, Ning Feng did not hesitate. He swiped the mysterious spear in his hand and entered a fighting posture.

"Okay, cool!" the old man said happily, "Who is the descendant of the Mohist family who can fight with me?"

"I come!"

Among the group of people, a young man jumped out first, stabbing Ning Feng with a dark ink sword in his hand.

Ning Feng Daolong's eyes swept over him and found that this person was only at the fourth level of the Xuan Realm. His combat power was similar to that of ordinary Tianwu Academy students, but he was slightly older.

"At this level, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the Tianwu Academy."

Ning Feng thrust his right hand forward, loosened the hand holding the gun slightly, and sent the mysterious gun forward.It was this simple stab, but it caused a surge of true energy, and the Mohist disciple was knocked away before he even hit the ground.

One move was defeated instantly, and all the young people in the Mo family had dark faces.The defeated Mohist disciple's strength was actually average among them, but since he was defeated by the opponent with one move, most of them should not be Ning Feng's opponents.

"As expected of the genius of Tianwu Academy, he indeed has capital." When the old man saw that the children of the Mo family were defeated, instead of getting angry, he spoke with appreciation.

"Excuse me, is there anyone who wants to fight? If not, please let me go." Ning Feng glanced at everyone in the Mo family.

The group of Mohist disciples and Ning Feng's eyes met for a moment, and they all showed timidity and retreat.

"I'm here to fight you!"

Just when Ning Feng thought there was no one in the Mo family, a figure emerged from the crowd.This man has a slender figure, black clothes, mysterious hair and a face like a crown of jade. He is about the same age as Ning Feng, but his cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Mysterious Realm.

He slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand. The moment he drew the sword, there seemed to be ink marks smearing away.

"What a sword..." Ning Feng stared at the sword in the man's hand. This sword was extraordinary and seemed to have a peculiar rhythm to it.

"Mo Mei Wu Feng." The young man signed himself up, "Mo Family, Mo Jinghao."

Mo Jinghao waved the ink sword in his hand. Every time he swung it, the ink sword in his hand would leave sword marks like ink entering water.

Suddenly, Mo Jinghao moved, and his figure was like a splash-ink landscape painting, moving in front of Ning Feng with a strange rhythm.

boom!Ning Feng raised his gun to hold his opponent's sword, but his Dragon Eye Technique was unable to see through his opponent's moves!

Mo Jinghao connected his swords with each other. At this moment, he seemed not to be competing with others, but to use the sword in his hand to create a landscape painting between heaven and earth.Every time Mo Mei strikes out with his sword, he adds a stroke to the picture.As the completion of the scroll continued to improve, the strange rhythm that Ning Feng felt became stronger and stronger!

?A sand stick? A stick? A stick to ask for flowers??

It’s a painting!He is painting!The black eyebrows have no edge, like a sword but not an attack. This Mohist swordsmanship is actually derived from painting!

The martial arts in the mainland are indeed broad and profound. I never expected that there would be such a master in this Mo City.

boom!

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Ning Feng blocked another sword, and his body was cut back more than ten steps. At this moment, Mo Jinghao's picture scroll also received a colorful stroke!

Buzz!The ink marks left by the ink eyebrows in the space formed a magnificent landscape painting. At this moment, Ning Feng seemed to be in the painting and became the person in the painting.

"Now that you've entered the painting, you have no chance of winning." Mo Jinghao waved the ink sword in his hand again, and the scroll surrounded Ning Feng. In an instant, heavy snow fell from the sky. "This painting was made by me. In this painting, I am God."

This Mo Jinghao is indeed a genius. For such a person, what is the reason that prevents him from joining the Tianwu Academy?

Faced with the crisis, Ning Feng shook his head gently and put these thoughts behind him.

"This power is extraordinary and cannot be possessed by Xuan Realm warriors. I guess it comes from your peculiar black sword, Mo Mei."

"Yes, this sword is a family heirloom of the Mo family, and it is a high-grade sacred weapon." Mo Jinghao did not hide it, "If you want to control this holy sword, it is only possible to master the charm of painting. And among the Mo family , only I can understand the charm of painting."

"I see." Ning Feng said with a smile: "Although you claim to be a god in this painting, as long as I destroy this painting, what can God do to me?" B.

Chapter 2: Cut off with one sword

"Broken painting?" Mo Jinghao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "If you can do it, you can give it a try."

"it is good!"

Ning Feng raised the mysterious spear in his right hand high, condensing all the true energy in his body, and instantly, a chilling aura swept away.

"The Supreme Being forgets his feelings, the five aggregates are all empty, and his sword of wisdom cuts off his thoughts!"

Ning Fengyun caused the six worlds to break apart, and instantly entered the realm of the sword of wisdom. Everything in the world could not confuse his mind at this time; thousands of rhythms could not enter his eyes!

The reason why Taishang Wangqing Dao can become the top skill in the world of cultivation is because it is the natural nemesis of thousands of rhythms!In the world of cultivation, Ning Feng has cultivated Taishang's way of forgetfulness to the point where he can cut off any charm of the way with just one sword in front of him.

Although Ning Feng at this time has not returned to the state of selflessness, Mo Jinghao has a low level of cultivation and has not brought the charm of this painting to its extreme. There is no need for the state of selflessness. The six worlds of mortals are enough!

boom!

Above the mysterious spear, the true energy was filled, and the majestic power swept away, destroying all the countless ink marks left by Mo Mei in the space. After just more than ten breaths, most of Mo Jinghao's landscape scroll had disappeared .

"not good!"

Mo Jinghao did not expect that Ning Feng could really break open his landscape painting. If he continued to let it go, the entire painting would completely dissipate in a few breaths.

"One sword clears the blame!"

With a slash of the sword, the entire scroll was crushed towards Ning Feng.

After Ning Feng finished accumulating his momentum, he held the gun in his right hand and slashed down with all his strength, colliding with the landscape scroll.

boom!The two streams of true energy clashed and surged away.Mo Jinghao's landscape painting was torn into pieces by Ning Feng's shot. It was like a famous painting falling into the water, stained with ink, and there was no trace of painting charm.

"This...how could..."

Mo Jinghao was shocked. The charm of his landscape paintings had never been cracked before. Even high-level warriors in the Xuan Realm had no choice but to bow their heads and admit defeat once they fell into the painting.But this guy Ning Feng, whose cultivation level is even lower than him, can actually break his scroll. Is this the level of genius of Tianwu Academy?

Bang!

There was another shocking explosion, and the blurred ink marks were pushed around and gradually dissipated in the space.Ning Feng put the spear in his hand at Mo Jinghao's throat. The outcome of this battle was determined!

"I lost." Mo Jinghao sighed softly. He was convinced of this battle.