Chapter 924

Mo Li soon calmed down from the shock of asking Kyushu. What if there is support from other holy places behind Siyin Qihuan sect? Is snowland a dry food? Since it's a secular struggle, we have to follow the rules of the outside world. Mo Li believes that there must be some hidden rules among the holy places, or else it will not be a complete mess? The power behind Siyin Qihuan sect is more of a deterrent to the secular clan. When it's time to break hands, the old men will not stand by.

The opponent has been playing tricks both openly and secretly. It's time to reciprocate. Before sweeping its branch in Donghua City, it was just a passive counterattack. It was not enough for the opponent to keep his hands and feet, but also to take the initiative.

There are many quiet and elegant lofts for guests to live in. Among them, the spirit gathering array and a large number of wenyulingshi are used to decorate a comfortable cultivation environment. Of course, those who are eligible to live in are all the big customers of the chamber of Commerce, the real VIPs.

Near the end of the night, Mo Li came to the VIP Building in the backyard of the chamber of Commerce alone. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw a burly middle-aged man practicing.

His body is rough, his beard is long, his hair is shoulder length, and his clothes are shabby and messy. The man was holding a dark sword, and his body was dancing in the wind. Feeling someone close to the madman in the cultivation, he suddenly turned around and saw the man's masculine face, showing his enthusiasm for war.

"Don't leave?" Chu Fei's eyes brightened and pursed his mouth: "come on, try my God of war sword!"

Chu Feitian a big drink, the huge body toward Mo Li straight away, the muscles on the arms high drum up, the knife fell, fighting gas roaring!

Shit! Don't leave a dark scold, body shape a flash, dangerous and dangerous avoid the cold knife gas.

Chu Feitian is slightly a Leng, looking at the forehead cold sweat straight from Mo, eyebrows can't help but wrinkle up: "how do you so weak?"

You are weak! Don't leave gnashing your teeth, want to press this guy on the ground to walk violently. Just now that terrible momentum, how also has the heaven Saint realm? And what about him? Cultivation can't be granted to the emperor! If his body method is not fast enough, just this knife is enough to split him in two!

Chu Feitian also sensed that Mo Li, who was standing in front of him, seemed to be the emperor's realm. Was the rumor wrong?

"It's true that Chu Feitian is a madman, and his strength is really strong!" Mo Li reluctantly squeezed out a smile and praised.

"What can I do for you?" Chu Feitian put away his sword and lost his interest in practicing.

"Ha ha ha... Brother Chu has lived here for many days. I, the master, have never had the chance to make the best of the friendship. I'm here today."

"No!" Chu Feitian waved his hand and said impatiently, "please come back if you have nothing to do. Don't disturb my cultivation!"

Mo Li was stunned, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched. This guy is a real jerk.

"How about a chat?" Mo Li doesn't have the heart to continue to be polite to this guy. He says straight.

"No interest, no Kung Fu!" Chu Feitian shook his head and turned to walk towards the attic.

"You're not good at this set of knives!" Mo Li said suddenly.

Chu Feitian's pace slightly stagnated, turned to stare at Mo Li with a smile on his face, and said in a cold voice, "what did you say?"

"I said... You're not good at this set of knives!"

"Yes? Then try it! "

Shua——

The voice falls, Chu Feitian again raises a knife to rush to go up, the vast attack that the mountains and rivers fall in general falls in an instant.

Bang - bang——

The spacious courtyard is full of fighting spirit. You and I are very happy to fight. Chu Feitian controlled his realm in the same imperial realm as Mo Li. He wanted to prove how powerful his sword technique was, but he was shocked when he handed it over.

With this God of war sword, he has killed many tough people. He has always been invincible against others. Even the opponents with a higher level can usually suppress him. Unexpectedly, he seems to be unable to exert his strength against this guy. Also did not see the other side with more sophisticated combat skills, leisurely walk in a few seemingly ordinary actions just to soften the thunder offensive!

In the fierce battle of an hour, the whole set of sabre techniques were used several times, but they didn't get any advantage. They didn't even force out the opponent's weapons. Chu Feitian was really shocked. Feeling Mo Li's realm, I thought that the so-called number one in Zhongzhou was less exaggerated. After a fight, I found that this boy's fighting experience was really terrible!

"How did you do it?" Chu Feitian knows that if he continues to fight, the result will not change. His invincible Sabre technique seems to have been seen through by the other side.

"If you want to do it, you can do it!" Mo Li's face is full of affectation. No wonder the old man likes to pretend so much. It's really good.

Chu Feitian frowned tightly and hesitated: "my Sabre technique really has so many flaws?" If before, he would never doubt the power of the God of war's sword, but after just the battle, his heart began to shake.

Mo Li shook his head and said with a smile, "your knife technique is really powerful, but there is still a lot of room for improvement. Do you want to hear my opinion?"

After accepting the inheritance of qingzong, Mo goes to a higher level in his understanding of fighting. It is difficult for ordinary fighting skills to enter his eyes. Especially after understanding the combat consciousness, no matter how exquisite the combat skills, give him a little time to find the flaw. Chu Feitian's Sabre technique is very powerful. It must have a high level, but there are many flaws to follow.

"I'd like to hear about it!" Chu Feitian nodded solemnly and put away his sword. Like a studious apprentice, he stared at Mo Li straight and looked forward to it.

Mo Li, holding his chin, walked slowly in the yard, with a deep sigh, and said: "you are the God of war. You pay attention to the momentum of being indomitable. Against the enemy, this kind of domineering can really overpower the opponent. In this way, the power of the sharp sword is more powerful, but the problem is also here."

"What's the solution?" Chu Feitian was more and more confused.

Mo Li went forward to embrace Chu Feitian's shoulder, pulled him and sat down on the stone steps. A seemingly casual move made the estrangement between them disappear.

"You know the battle drums? One go, one go, one go, one go. Although this set of sabre technique is majestic, once it has withstood the initial pressure, no matter how powerful the subsequent momentum is, it can no longer create enough pressure. On the contrary, if it can't be attacked for a long time, it will make its own taxi spirit drop sharply. The good point is that it's hard to hear. That's because Qianlu's skill is poor and has lost the pressure of momentum. How can it bear the word "God of war"

Don't leave the truth. What he said really seems to be the drawback of this Dao technique. False is that the key reason why he can crack so quickly is his deep understanding of the battle.

The light in Chu Fei's eyes kept flashing, which was both a surprise and a loss. The self proclaimed madman has never paid attention to the world's heroes. After listening to this analysis, he found that his proud stunt seems to be vulnerable!

Take a panoramic view of each other's expression changes, Mo Li knows it's time, squints and says: "I have a way to help you improve!"

Chu Feitian's body trembled, suddenly turned his head, his eyes shining straight, and said, "are you serious?"

"Of course!" Mo Li nodded and said shamelessly, "I'm Mo Li. It's a gold lettered signboard. I never lie."

"What about the terms?" This guy came to the door all of a sudden. First, he thoroughly analyzed the disadvantages of his Sabre technique. Then he said that there was a way to improve it. I'm sure he didn't want to!

"Brother Chu, what are you talking about?" Mo Li's face showed dissatisfaction and said seriously: "I have admired brother Chu for a long time. What's the point of raising a hand? Come on, I'll show you now! "

Chu Feitian hasn't reacted yet. Mo Li has already started to play with a long knife in his hand.

The same set of combat skills, the other side's exertion is like years of hard training. A few small seemingly insignificant changes make the sabre technique more powerful, and the sabre technique becomes more and more powerful continuously, without any previous exhaustion. Chu Feitian looked more and more excited, his heart was boiling, and he was completely attracted.

When Mo Li stopped, Chu Feitian didn't recover from the shock. His eyes were staring at the front, and he kept thinking about it in his mind.

Mo Li is not worried. He can see that Chu Feitian's obsession with fighting is no less than that of Zhan Nantian's madman. Today's shock should be enough, right?

After a long time, Chu Fei came back from his loss and turned around to look around. There was no Mo Li in the courtyard. The madman clenched his fists and gazed at the direction of the gate. His mood fluctuated. Half set, this guy only practiced the improvement of the first half set of knife technique. Grandma, I thought this boy was good before, but now it seems... So bad!

Chu Feitian has never seen anything before, and immediately guesses Mo Li's mind. This is waiting for him to come to ask for advice! At that time, this boy will never say anything like admiring him for a long time or being embarrassed to ask for conditions. It's good if he doesn't speak up.

What a trick to play hard to get!