Chapter 38 Free Wind Walk

"So, so..."

At this moment, Moke was very happy. He had studied the wind step before. At this moment, in the fight, he realized a lot of doubts and became more and more familiar.

"Wow..."

Moke's body jumped and flashed like a real wind. At first, he often entangled three or four moves with Mojiu, so he had to fight hard against the glove, and grinned with pain. At this moment, with the disintegration of some doubts in my heart, the power of the wind has greatly increased, but it has an advantage.

"This disciple is keen-minded and is born to practice wizards!"

"This son's understanding is so amazing, it's really amazing! Have you found that his strength is growing slowly..."

Among the people who observed the battle, many of them were the elders of Dafan Temple, who were all vicious. They suddenly penetrated some essences and became more and more curious.

Few people have paid attention to the battle between the remaining nine stone platforms. Although it is also wonderful, at this moment, almost most of the people present have focused on the stone platform where Moke is located.

"Hmm!"

His face was red, and Mo Jiu's chest was full of anger, and he felt like being played like a monkey.

Although he has an advantage with his natural magic power and unknown boxing gloves, this advantage has been completely flattened as Moke gradually became familiar with the wind. Moreover, in full view of the public, he felt that his skin was a little unbearable.

The trajectory of the wind... I felt the trajectory of the wind..." The figure flashed faster and faster, and Moke seemed to hear the whisper of the wind, and the intimacy of the wind belonged to the trajectory of the wind.

For Mojiu, Moko had no time to pay attention to it. He felt the mysterious feeling.

At this moment, Moke fell into a realm, and the scenery in front of him suddenly slowed down. He seemed to see a few tracks, which belonged to the wind. At this moment, Moke seemed to really understand the mystery of the wind walk.

Among these traces, some are as fast as electricity, with an unparalleled taste, and some are slow and gentle, mysterious, either rapid, or slow. These trajectories are perfectly integrated and finally intertwined into tracks belonging to the wind.

"I see..." As if he understood something, Moke smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, the Mojiu, who had been unstoppable for a long time, suddenly crackled all over his body, like a firecracker for a moment. He suddenly changed his moves, and his right arm was like a big knife. Suddenly bent, accumulating power, and then bounced straight, a cut airflow appeared in front of it. Such a momentum is simply powerful to the extreme!

"I tried my best to use taboo methods, and I was devoured by myself. I will definitely launch a terrible eagle capture and defeat him in one fell swoop!" The blue veins on his face burst out, and Mo Jiu used his unique trick.

"Oh..."

The airflow was split like a wave, and a fierce force surged, and there was a smell of being high and holding everything.

In the face of this ferocious blow, Moke still raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, as if he was still deeply immersed in a certain state. He stepped forward, and his body was gentle and casual, like a leisurely walk, quietly looking at the clouds, sprinkled and casually.

Taking this step, Moke seems to fly against the wind and float, which is simply free to the extreme.

"Boom!"

Smart! It's so wonderful!

Although Moke looks casual and natural, without any speed, Moji's sudden killing move suddenly failed and had no effect at all.

"How is that possible! He is a coincidence! Yes! What a coincidence!"

His eyes stared, and Mo Jiu shouted in his heart. Now, he has even used the last taboo means. He only needs a cup of tea. Without Moke's own action, he will be tired, strongly devoured, and self-defeating.

was very clear about his current situation. After a failed blow, Mo Jiu grabbed every second, shouted loudly, jumped high, and killed again.

"Rumble..."

The fierce energy broke out all over his body, and his body tore the air and made a long flute-like sound. Mo Jiu made a strange gesture. His hands were bent like eagle's claws, and his eyes flashed fiercely, as fierce as the free roc lady above the nine heavens stared at the beast and was ready to capture the tiger and capture the leopard. Hit it down.

"Take it!"

Like a thunderbolt, Moji exploded with all his strength and once again exerted a frightening power.

Although he did not face it personally, at the moment he saw this horrible move, almost all the disciples of Dafan Temple were shocked, and their hearts were awe-inspiring and did not dare to underestimate it at all.

"He fell into a deep understanding, afraid that he would understand the true essence of the wind step and get away! Yes! I have seen records that there are some talented predecessors who have understood the essence of this wind step, which is called a free wind step. When I first saw this record, I was very strange. I also studied it for a period of time and found no clue. Free, free... I finally know!"

At this moment, on the stand, a powerful elder stood up and roared, which immediately shocked many people.

This windy step is a step in the Great Brahman Sutra. Many disciples present have practiced, but they have never heard such rumors. However, they also nodded secretly, knowing that what the powerful elder had said must be true.

Free!

Yes, at this moment, Moke's pace, the free and leisurely walking posture, can be called the word Xiaoyao.

"Wo..."

In the face of such a ferocious attack and killing, Moke is still walking leisurely, with a free posture. Every step is so wonderful that his body turns into a hazy wind. Under the attack of the motorcycle, like a fierce giant eagle capturing its prey, he constantly avoids...

A quarter of an hour...

Mogu's chest fluctuated violently, and a trace of pain began to spread all over his body. The reaction was about to begin. However, Moke in front of him was still walking freely, and his eyes were empty and pure, as bright as a galaxy.

At this time, the whole scene was completely rioted, and there were whispers everywhere. Although the other nine stone platforms fought wonderfully, everyone focused on the stone platform where Moke was located and discussed.

"Why have I never seen this Moko? Is it really a windy step?" A disciple spoke quietly and envied.

Shaking his head, a disciple beside him said, "I haven't seen it. I'm afraid this is a dark horse. Such a magical pace and so free. Even if he is defeated at this moment, he will be famous!"

There was a fierce light in his eyes, and Du Shou exhaled heavily, and his face was gloomy and wanted to drip water. Although he taught several proud disciples, there was nothing comparable to Moke. The only free wind step that gained the essence of the wind step was enough to make him famous on the list of mountains and rivers.

"Moco.... Interesting, interesting..."

Xu Zhen was surrounded by a group of disciples. He was a tall and handsome monk. His eyebrows were red and his face was smiling, but his eyes flashed with cold.

He has always been the leader of Dafan Temple. Even if he is quiet, he will be weaker. Now Moke's sudden rise has made him feel a trace of crisis and his position has a slight loosening.

rubbing the space ring of his fingertips, Xu Zhen secretly thought to himself, "Hateful! If the precious Xiaoge is obtained by me, I won't worry at all. That Xiaoge is at least a top spiritual weapon!"