Chapter 18

Time goes back. Six months before Mo Fan's practice, Mo Jun and Mumu traveled together, traveled through the land of Shenzhou, successively in the Taishan faction and the Hengshan faction, and then returned to Yangzhou City. During this period, they have been playing for five months.

Mu Mu sat down in Yangzhou Yunlai Inn with a tired face, and Mo Jun sat down, but he looked restless.

"I've played too much, and I don't want to go to many places." Mumu lay on the table and said.

Mo Jun smiled and was still elegant and said, "I didn't expect you to be so good at climbing Mount Tai and lost to you. Sure enough, he is a disciple of Chu Liuxiang.

"I can also fly dragons and explore clouds!" Mumu has a weak path.

"That's a fairy sword, not a martial arts one." Mo Jun smiled patiently.

Mumu glanced at him and said, "Where's Ling Huaci?"

Mo Jun looked around and said, "Go and practice swords."

"Why did you return the sword score to the shemale?" Mumu is not angry.

"Because of this martial arts, no one can exert all its power except him." Mo Jun's smile did not change his mind.

Mumu hummed and turned his head.

It turned out that Mo Jun played all the way, and this Linghuaci followed all the way. When he really did what he said, I don't know if it was for the sake of the evil sword spectrum. Several plots were solved by Mo Jun. After several times of fighting, Mo Jun actually had the intention to cherish each other. Although his means were not open and upright, this person was not humble, even if he was in a desperate situation. The old face does not change color and has no fear.

Mo Jun came from Mumu to ward off the evil sword spectrum. Mumu and Mo Jun are already familiar with each other. Although Mumu is a female streamer and hates Ling Huaci very much, after all, he is a son and daughter of the world. At present, he just complained a few words and handed over the evil sword spectrum to Mo Jun.

Mo Jun changed the evil sword spectrum to Ling Huaci, and then the three of them went together. When they arrived at the land boundary of Yangzhou, Ling Huaci began to practice the evil sword spectrum.

"Is that shemale powerful?" Mumu asked.

He has played with Ling Huaci several times. Mu Mu has learned that this friend named Mo Jun's martial arts can only be described as unfathomable, especially his yin and yang brakes and Ling Xujin, which are more and more powerful one after another. Even once, Ling Huaci's flying needle was reversed by him and attacked Ling Huaci himself.

"It's very powerful. In time, with the sunflower treasure book on his body, it may be my great enemy in the future." Mo Jun said with a smile.

Muqi said, "Don't you have a good talk?"

Mo Jun looked at Mumu and said, "Yes, we are friends, so we must fight."

Mumu was stunned.

The martial arts trigger conditions are extremely harsh. You must do it according to the secret book or the master, otherwise it will be similar and different, and it will be difficult for the moves to exert its original power. So practice is a must, but after all, it's just a game, and the routine is just right.

There are also some hardcore players who practice their moves meticulously. If they perfectly follow the system trigger conditions, they can increase the power of their moves and even create their own martial arts.

But self-created martial arts is not so easy. After hundreds of years, self-created martial arts is less than ten fingers. Ling Huaci's "soft jade fragrance" and ranks among the top ten masters, defeating countless masters who have the same level of unique learning as him. You can also imagine the advantages of self-created martial arts, which also shows how difficult self-created martial arts is. . In the world, each character has hidden attributes, and because it strives to be real, it is not displayed. These hidden attributes are: root bones, meridians, understanding, six knowledge, and qualifications. If you want to create your own martial arts, roots, qualifications, and understanding, you must reach a high hidden value, which is a hard threshold that many masters can't overcome. It is also a unique requirement of martial arts advocated by game companies. Self-created martial arts also has intellectual property rights.

Mo Jun took a sip of tea and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Your Excellency followed us all the way to Yangzhou. It's not a short time. Can you sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Mumu was shocked, woke up from a stunned mind and said, "Is there anyone following you again?" The tone is quite helpless. Obviously, he is used to tracking this matter and a little tired of it.

Mo Jun smiled and said, "As a descendant of theft, you have lost something. Naturally, you are suspicious of your head. By the way, did you really not steal anything precious this time?"

Mumu shook his head to show his innocence.

Mo Jun sighed slightly, gently put down the teacup, and said loudly, "You don't want to show your face. Do you still want to invite me?"

As soon as the word fell, a man flew down from the opposite roof. He saw a woman in green with long hair flying down. She was already in front of the table, but she turned her back to them and couldn't see her face clearly. From behind, the girl was beautiful, exquisite and convex, and she was a rare beauty.

Mumu was shocked and shouted, "Wow, Brother Mo, is a beautiful woman following us?"

Mo Jun shook his head, and suddenly his hand came out like electricity and stopped in front of the woman.

The woman turned around in astonishment. At this time, Mo Jun had left the table and was beside the woman. When the woman turned around, the two were not far away, fragrant and elegant.

Mo Jun's pupils were slightly enlarged, and his hands trembled. When there was a sound, the hidden weapon cut off by the woman's hand fell. A red cloud flew on his handsome face, and there was no time to say anything, and two iron lotus seeds broke through the air. Judging from the momentum, the momentum was like clouds and mud before.

Mo Jun straightened the woman behind him, drew a circle with his left palm, creating a suction, and gently waved his right palm and squeezed out a repulsion. It was Mo Jun's self-created martial arts - yin and yang brake. Between suction and repulsion, two iron lotus seeds had flown to both sides, nailed into the feet of the two tables, almost coming out of the table.

Mo Jun looked around, and the person who came was much more powerful than Ling Huaci.

"Mo Jun?" A sweet voice came from behind, and there was a slight trembling in the voice.

Mo Jun nodded. At this time, it was not the time to catch up. In this battle, Mo Jun was also uncertain. It was not that the other party was too much stronger than Mo Jun, but Mo Jun could obviously feel that there were second-rate masters around, and the person who had just taken action was obviously a first-class master, internal strength and technique. A physical ashes-level player!

Mo Jun's eyes slowly became cold, and the atmosphere around him seemed to slowly freeze. Mumu looked at Mo Jun in surprise and couldn't help saying: Aura! He is a first-class master!

Mo Jun's hand made the characters around them take a step back one by one.

The woman behind Mo Jun was not surprised by Mumu, but a little more worried.

Suddenly, a white light flashed and galloped from the smart fabric roof opposite the left of the Yunlai Inn. It was so fast that it was unreacting.

Mo Jun closed his eyes and opened them again. This sword did not come for him, but at the girl behind him. Immediately, his feet were wrong, and his body turned around. His left hand waved out while turning, and a strong force shot out.

With the sound of "ding", the long sword was deflected, and the soles of the man's feet were hard. With the help of the cloud, the long sword turned into a white light and turned out. The target was the woman behind Mo Jun.

Mo Jun snorted coldly, drew circles with his hands, and Taiji was instantly formed. Suddenly, a powerful aura enveloped the three-foot radius.

"Tai Chi!" The man exclaimed, and the speed suddenly slowed down. He borrowed strength from the table under his feet and flashed to the left. However, Mo Jun stopped his momentum with a "sparrow tail" at this time. The visitor and Mo Jun were very close at this time. Originally, the visitor wanted to bypass Mo Jun and attack the woman behind him with this turn, but the sword had been stuck by Mo Jun with a "sparrow tail", and the response of the visitor was also extremely fast. His left palm poked out and hit Mo Jun's left room.

Mo Jun was about to lift his two wrists, lift his strength from the left side up, squeeze his strength, his fingers up, the palms of his hands forward, lowered his shoulders and drooped his elbows, sat on his wrists, with his chest, and sat on his whole body on his left leg, pressed his elbows and wrists, pressed forward, bent his right knee, sat firmly, stretched out his left leg and waist to attack at the same time, and the whole body was sent to him.

The man suddenly felt a strong force, as if the power of his hand had been returned. Before he could react, he flew out backwards, hit the pillar stall of skillful fabric, and rolled down in confusion.

Mo Jun's "sparrow tail pressing formula" is so wonderful that it not only uses strength, but also induces the other party to spare no effort. This is less follow-up changes. When the power surges in, the people not only have no reaction, but also lose the opportunity to release their strength, and fly backwards in such a mess.

Mo Jun restrained his anger and turned around and asked, "Miss Zhou, how are you?"

At this time, there is a charming woman standing behind Mo Jun. Compared with her previous dress at the wedding, Zhou Liandie is now closer to a little sister next door, especially when she is staring at Mo Jun, which is even more cute and inexplicable.

For a while, Mo Jun was also a little stunned.

After looking at it for a long time, it was not until Mumu's strange eyes came that Zhou Liandie said, "Is it Mo Jun?"

Mo Jun nodded and said, "What's going on?"

The hidden second-rate masters around turned out one by one, which was taken by the power of Mo Jun to kill the first-class masters in a second. They just trapped Mo Jun with the momentum of encirclement, but they did not dare to take action.

At this time, the man who was knocked to the ground by Mo Jun also slowly stood up. He straightened his messy clothes, gathered his loose hair, and finished these before saying, "Wudang "Taijiquan", but you are not clear."

Zhou Liandie turned her eyes to the man and said, "They chased me."

Mo Jun looked at this handsome man: "Why?"

"Because of this sword." Zhou Liandie handed the sword to Mo Jun and didn't realize that a touch of surprise flashed in the teenager's eyes.

Mo Jun carefully looked at the sword. The sword was about seven feet tall and green, but a bright color in the sun made people feel sharp.

"The sharp sword is green!" Mumu came over at this time and couldn't help but be surprised to see the sword.

"Qing Mang?" Mo Jun turned his head and asked.

"The sharp sword is the first blacksmith of Qingfeng. It is cast with bronze hardware. It is the first magic soldier cast by players. It is extremely sharp. It is not too much to say that it is cut gold and jade. Legend has it that it was obtained by the chief disciple of Emei. Mumu's eyes glowed and muttered.

"That's right! The girl has a good vision. Only then did Zhou Liandie notice Mumu and couldn't help looking at the girl with outstanding eyes and outstanding appearance.

Mo Jun said "Oh" and returned the Qingmang Sword to Zhou Liandie.

Mu Mu patted his head and suddenly mysteriously said to Mo Jun, "How do you know the butterfly dance, one of the four fairies, the chief disciple of the Emei School?"

Mo Jun "er" for a moment, and there is no follow-up.

Zhou Liandie's cheeks were also slightly red, but he still said generously, "I met him at his cousin's wedding." Speaking of this, Zhou Liandie couldn't help looking away from something.

Mumu gave a long "oh" sound.