Chapter 66

Su Moyu was blown out by Cheng Jianxuan, full of confusion.

Why can't Cheng Jianxuan see such an obvious black line?

He clenched his teeth and rubbed the sword with his hand.

At this time, someone behind him shouted, "master Su Xian!"

Su Moyu was startled. His hands shook and his fingertips were cut by the sword edge.

Almost at the same time, the black lines on the Styx danced wildly for a moment, and then sank into the sword body a moment later. There was a loud bang in Su Moyu's head, and golden words loomed before his eyes.

"The spirit sword is determined?" he read it word by word, but he was still confused.

At this time.

"Master Su Xian?"

The voice behind him sounded again. Su Moyu quickly turned around and saw that it was Deng Yulang and ye anzhen.

"You?" Su Moyu wondered.

However, Deng Yulang's face was full of smiles, and his eyes flashed with excitement that could not be concealed. He said: "thank you, master Su Xian. Both of us have taken the pill. Although we haven't broken through the realm, the recast meridians have widened a lot. It's not impossible to enter the cultivation world! Thank you, master Su Xian."

Su Moyu said with a smile, "that's good. Practice well first. Tell me what skill you need later. I'll go to the library to help you borrow it."

The disciples of the sect can borrow the bibliography of the library freely, but the factotum certainly can't.

As soon as Su Moyu said so, Deng Yulang and his wife were grateful again.

After seeing them off, Su Moyu sat on the cliff in a daze. After the chaos just now, the words that had appeared in front of him disappeared.

At this moment, no matter how he recalled it, he couldn't remember what those words were written. Even the three words of spirit sword formula were a little vague.

He lowered his head and stroked the Styx River, and the black line on the sword had faded.

Su Moyu began to wonder if he was really wrong.

But what about the corroded sword?

It's strange everywhere, but at present, it doesn't seem to have any great harm, so we have to put it aside for the time being.

The first thing he wants to think about now is how to defeat de Xuan.

Until then, everything was small!

The ghost King's step was launched at a corner of Yaping. Su Moyu's figure flashed constantly. He recalled the xuanjianliu move he had seen and kept throwing his sword at the imaginary enemy.

In the ceaseless sword waving, half of the black lines that had penetrated into the depths of the Styx penetrated into his body.

After these black lines entered his body, they were dormant in his meridians and didn't bring any change to his body, so Su Moyu didn't notice it at all.

He practiced on the cliff for a day and didn't stop until it was dark.

After returning to the room, he made more than a dozen Juqi dispersions and took them. The fatigue of the whole day disappeared a lot.

The next night, he didn't do any practice, but carefully conditioned his body to achieve his best.

When the first ray of sunshine fell by the window the next day, Su Moyu suddenly opened his eyes.

The breath all over the body is constantly churning, and the war spirit in the heart is also unprecedented high.

He opened the door, looked at the direction of jianwuping, smiled, and then walked slowly up the mountain.

Several early workers passed by him and wanted to salute him, but they couldn't open their mouth.

After his figure disappeared from the factotum hall, an factotum wiped his head with sweat and said, "master Su Xian seems a little different today. I was struggling to breathe just now."

Another worker said, "yes, I feel so stressed just looking at him..."

Su Moyu walked very slowly. It took him three times longer than usual to walk from Yaping of the factotum hall to jianwuping.

When I arrived outside the sword dance terrace, it was not long before morning.

The news of the opening of the final stage of the Da Wu test naturally spread all over zongmen.

In particular, today's first battle was a duel fired to heaven in a few months.

So many people came to watch the war, and almost all the disciples of the sect arrived.

In the middle of jianwuping, a huge challenge arena was built. There were people watching the battle inside and outside. Everyone was discussing the duel for a while.

Some young disciples even secretly set up gambling games.

"Three gather Qi to disperse and bet on the victory of dexuan's thirty moves!" said one disciple.

"Eight, fifty strokes, dexuan victory!" there was another humanitarian.

"Five, bet dexuan a hundred moves to win!" another said. In his opinion, it was enough to praise Su Moyu.

Although Su Moyu has become the biggest dark horse since the Da Wu test, no one is optimistic about Shangde Xuan.

"Six, I bet Su Mo Yu wins..." a timid voice came, and a young Taoist pressed Su Mo Yu.

"Cut ~" there was a burst of disdainful laughter next to him. Obviously, he felt very funny about the childish judgment of the little Taoist.

De Xuan is also the second person of Xuan sword flow. Even if Su Moyu really has the level of the top eight, de Xuan is the top four!

Moreover, in terms of practice time and combat experience, it is obvious that dexuan is also better.

It was in this atmosphere that Su Moyu slowly stepped onto the sword dance platform.

When someone saw him, he gave a cry of surprise, and then everyone looked at him.

Several disciples of xuanjianliu, who were friends with de Xuan, wanted to go up and humiliate Su Moyu, but when they came near, they were overwhelmed by Su Moyu's momentum and forgot what they wanted to say.

Several heart sword disciples stand alone, which seems a little out of place compared with other disciples.

"He's in good shape today!" said Xiao Jianyang, who was defeated by Su Moyu a few days ago. Now it seems that what happened that day didn't hurt him much.

Around him, Han Yan, who had been locked up for several days, was also impressively listed. After she saw Su Moyu, she wanted to go over and tell him about the burning and exploding Fu incident that day.

But as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by the master sister: "if you talk to him now, it can only affect his mood. Just look at it."

Han Yan thought for a moment and felt that what the elder martial sister said was reasonable. He had to lower his head and bite his lips tightly.

On the other side, the disciples of tianjianliu stood together. Jiang Qingwen, the leader, looked at Su Moyu's figure and bit her teeth.

And the other disciples behind her also whispered curses.

Only Du Ziyi held her skirt and cheered for Su Moyu silently.

As the protagonist, Su Moyu, on the contrary, did not have much emotional fluctuation, and still walked forward in a very rhythmic way step by step.

When he stepped on the challenge arena with one foot, the gong at the beginning of the final stage of the great martial arts test sounded at the same time.

"The time is just right." Su Moyu raised his head and looked at De Xuan coming up from the other side of the challenge arena.

A adjudicator boarded the platform, looked around the venue for a week and shouted: "in the first round of the first battle in the final stage of the great martial arts test, xuanjian liude Xuan vs. ghost sword Liusu Moyu, start!"