Chapter 14: The Seal of the King of the Mountain ()

Although Xiaoyao Sanren's voice was not loud, it still came from a long way. At least the eighth-level warrior, the head of Qinglin Mountain who was fighting with Mo Jian, heard it.

As soon as Xiaoyao Sanren disappeared, the boss of Qinglinshan changed his face and wanted to chase him. However, Mo Jian was fighting happily at this moment, so how could he escape?

"Where can you run!" Mo Jian's sword in his hand sparkled, and he slashed the way for the lazy pig Qinglinshan master. He stabbed him with the opportunity, and immediately a set of sword techniques was used!

"Second-grade sword technique! Thunder sword technique!"

Fang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and watched the fight in the field with interest. He had seen the strength of the warriors now, but he didn't expect that the two sets of sword techniques he saw were created by himself!

"Nephew Fang is a good person."

At some point, Mo Qingshi suddenly stood in front of Fang Chen and said with a little compliment.

"Haha, this is all taught by my father." Fang Chen smiled slightly and found a reason casually.

In the field, with Mo Qingshi's conversation, Mo Jian's sword technique had been used. With the implementation of the sword technique, there was a faint thunder sound in the air. Obviously, Mo Jian had already learned this set to the peak of his determination!

"Boy! Looking for death!" The head of Qinglinshan's eyes flashed. Although he didn't know what he was thinking, the next moment, his fingers formed a sword, and a ray of air shot out, colliding with the Thunder Sword Technique, stirring up layers of dust.

"Ha, it's so satisfying! It's so satisfying!" Mo Jian laughed loudly, and held the sword to meet the head of Qinglin Mountain again!

"Nephew Fang's cultivation level may have entered the fifth level!" Mo Qingshi next to him suddenly spoke.

Fang Chen was slightly stunned and said, "Uncle Mo's eyes are like a torch, but my nephew is not talented. He just broke through a few days ago."

Once the cultivation level reaches the fourth level, unless you have a different level, or if you have enough experience like Fang Chen, you will not be able to observe your cultivation level without exerting your full strength!

Mo Qingshi only saw the blood on Fang Chen's body and judged that the bandits here were very fierce. He killed so many bandits and could not do the fourth level of cultivation. But he didn't expect that the latter would admit it. This surprised the former and was a little moved. After all, the entire martial arts hall might be the first to know!

If Fang Chen knew what Mo Qingshi was thinking, he would be amused and crying. He had never told others that it was because others had not asked. In his mind, the middle-level cultivation level of the fetal movement stage would have no effect. His principle is not to deliberately conceal or expose it.

"Ha, Xiaochen, your talent is probably better than your father. Maybe your future achievements are better than your father!"

Fang Chen nodded without comment. This body has excellent qualifications. Even if it wasn't for him to take over the body, Fang Chen would have broken through the Divine Condensation Period in the past, let alone now. The Divine Condensation Period is not his goal. His goal is the standard of the Sword Sect in his previous life, and even surpasses the Sword Sect, and reaches the realm of the Sword Sect that has not been reached from ancient times to the present!

"Huh? Isn't this the young man's sword beside Xiaoyao Sanren?" Mo Qingshi suddenly glanced at Tianheng in Fang Chen's hand.

"kindness."

"That young man has a seventh level of cultivation. Can you grab the sword from him?..." Mo Qingshi looked at Fang Chen excitedly. The thirteen-year-old seventh level, even if he looks at the entire Huoyan County, he is still a top genius!

Fang Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "Uncle Mo, I think the seventh floor is now, but the seventh floor is so easy. I have only been breaking through the fourth floor for two months. If I can really reach the seventh floor, then I am not a genius, but a monster."

Mo Qingshi was slightly disappointed, but he didn't say much. He nodded slightly and looked at Mo Jian and the head of the family who were fighting fiercely in the field. As for the casualties caused by the apprentices and bandits, he ignored it.

The purpose of this time is to experience. This world is not the peaceful world when Ye Ming was commanding. He has been dealing with monsters outside. If he can help these people once, it does not mean that he can help them twice. Therefore, whether they are alive or dead depends on the luck of these apprentices!

But one thing that can be confirmed is that those who survive will have a bright future!

On the field, the situation changed again. Qinglinshan's master was at least a good player in the three-dimensional realm of the eighth level of Yuanli. As the master, he also practiced several martial arts. Although it was only a first-class martial arts, the two of them were evenly matched!

"Roaring the Thunder Sword Technique, Thunder collapse!" Mo Jian shouted loudly, and a faint purple light flowed above the sword!

This is the third move of the Thunder Sword Technique, representing the peak attack of the second-grade sword Technique!

Fang Chen nodded secretly. If he used this set of thunder sword technique with his body, it would not be much more powerful than Mo Jian!

"Although Brother Mo Jian has not yet entered the sword path, this set of Thunder Sword Technique is so sophisticated that the master should not be able to resist it."

Although Fang Chen had insufficient cultivation, his knowledge was even stronger than that of the master. He made a judgment in his heart. For the two warriors who were still moving in fetal movement, that was absolutely true!

Sure enough, after the two words "Thunder Beng" of Mo Jian fell, the boss's face changed slightly, and his whole body retreated sharply: "It's as motionless as a mountain!"

The boss quickly touched a strange seal technique with his hands, and the vitality around him flowed violently. Mo Jian's sword was pulled by the vitality and actually changed the trajectory of the stabbing. The tip of the sword slowly moved to the hand seal and could no longer move forward!

"Huh? The Buddhist sect is as motionless as the Seal of the Ming King of the Mountain." Fang Chen exclaimed lightly in his heart, looking at the boss in surprise.

Buddhism was a cultivation faction in ancient times, and was responsible for defense. However, because he liked to poach people, he offended too many people. In the end, he was besieged by all major sects and disappeared. The prosperous Buddhism disappeared without a trace from then on. He had also studied Buddhist martial arts and was very familiar with the King of Moving Ming, but he didn't expect that someone would know such a small place as Yanyang City.

Surprised was surprised, but he didn't think the boss would win. He had absolute confidence in the thunder sword technique he created!

"Thunder Break, break it for me!"

Mo Jian's face turned red, and his tongue was filled with spring thunder, increasing the output of Yuanli again!

laugh--

The sound was not loud, but it was enough. With Mo Jian's loud shout, Lei Beng suddenly exerted force, and suddenly broke a finger of the boss through this unmoved Ming Wang Seal!

If it were normal, a finger was nothing, but now, Su Zhejiang's fingers collapsed, and a large amount of vitality became chaotic, and the seal of the Ming King was still as unmoved as the mountain, suddenly collapsed!

The thunder collapse has not diminished. Despite the protection of the Yuanli, the boss still scrapped one hand!

Before there was enough time to cry out for pain, a trace of decisiveness flashed in the eyes of the boss. He retreated sharply, his body moved to the extreme, and he actually escaped!
Chapter completed!