The only interesting thing is ink painting:

"This time, this ink painting should have been killed once, right?"

This is the only thing that can make people interested in this swordsman competition from "full of expectations" to "nothing" so far.

It even makes people feel refreshed.

Some people agree: "If Taixu Sect wants to lose, he will inevitably die at the hands of the disciples of the Tianjian Sect."

"Okay! OK!" Many monks applauded.

"Finally someone can kill Mo Hua once."

"It's a pity that death at the hands of the disciples of the Tianjian Sect is not considered a great humiliation."

"A disciple of the Tianjian Sect is too strong after all, especially Xiao Wuchen, who died under their swords, seems a bit...for granted?"

"It's a little less meaning..."

"It's best to be in that fatal 'key situation' where neither side can lose, and then fight to win, fight to the death, and fight to the point where they are evenly matched, and they are in a thrilling way, and they want to get all their brains..."

"Then at the most critical moment, Mo Hua was careless, revealing a flaw, and was killed in humiliation. Taixu Sect was defeated. Mo Hua became a sinner for eternity, nailed to the pillar of shame, and became a topic of laughter for thousands of people..."

"That's the only way to die like ink painting."

“What a pity…”

"Yes, this guy is cheap."

Some people also said, "Forget it, be content and happiness. In my life, I will have no regrets in my life if I can see this kid Mo Hua die once. I can't ask too much."

“It makes sense.”

"He lost in the first game and died once, which was considered a 'good start'."

"Also, the Dizi Bureau has just begun, and there are still many sword contests in the future, and there are many difficult games."

"There are many more opportunities for Mo Hua to die."

“There are so many good shows.”

"Today I will be an appetizer..."

Thinking of this, everyone's mood suddenly improved again, and their eyes looking at the sword court became more and more anticipated.

They were waiting to see how Mo Hua would "dead"...

...

In the swordsmanship.

Mo Hua's body is like water, still running away.

Two geniuses from the Tianjian Sect chased him and killed him.

Xiao Wuchen didn't take action, just watched from the side.

It seems that killing the ink painting is not worth his action.

There were two other disciples of the Tianjian Sect, with cold eyes and waiting with the sword. As long as the ink painting reveals a little flaw, they will pass by with one sword and kill the ink painting.

Their strategy is clear and clear.

It is not that simple to think of bodywork alone than ink painting.

They are the top geniuses of the four major sects and are very strong.

But this kind of strength mainly consists of cultivation and combat power, which does not mean that their body skills are absolutely top-notch.

At least, just in terms of body skills, they will not be stronger than Feng Zichen, the genius of Xiaoyao Sect.

When talking about sword techniques alone, they may not be faster than Feng Zichen's Feng Sword.

Feng Zichen couldn't catch Mo Hua and slaughtered with one sword.

They may not be able to do it either.

Therefore, they could only keep chasing with swords, putting "intensity" on the ink painting, and forcing him to make mistakes.

If Mo Hua makes a mistake, his body movements will reveal flaws. The disciples of the Tianjian Sect who are eyeing him will take his life with one sword.

Even if he doesn't make mistakes, his spiritual power will be exhausted.

Spiritual power is the foundation of monks, and all Taoist laws are activated by spiritual power.

Even when practicing Taoism in the body, spiritual power should be used as the guide to stimulate the potential of the body.

As long as the spiritual power is exhausted, no matter how smart the body is, it will become "rootless water" and will be unsustainable.

The low spiritual power is also one of the most fatal disadvantages of Mo Hua as a spiritual practitioner.

Mo Hua sighed.

He knew that's the end.

Without Linghu Xiao and Cheng Mo, he was indeed a little "helpless".

His body skills are indeed good, but this is a sword competition. No matter how good his body skills are, he cannot kill anyone.

You can't expect your body to exhaust others...

And with his meager spiritual power, Zhou Tian must be the one who was exhausted to death first.

But Mo Hua didn't plan to give in easily.

Even the "trash" time in the sword contest cannot be wasted.

Mo Hua calmed down and threw the victory or defeat out of the way, and then continued to deal with the disciples of the Tianjian Sect by relying on the steps of the water.

First, to use the genius of the Tianjian Sect to practice his steps more.

In addition, I will use this to observe the sword techniques of the Tianjian Sect, become familiar with the sword moves of the Tianjian Sect, accumulate some sword skills, and prepare for the future.

All sword moves in the world must be deposited in the heart, and turn them into experience in fighting.

A mature monk must learn to obtain nutrients from these experiences and temper a strong sense of fighting.

Of course, this kind of dealing with the energy consumes a huge amount of spiritual power.

The body movements of ink painting have become a little bit awkward, difficult to turn around, and the situation is in jeopardy.

Outside the sword contest, Elder Zhang stared at Mo Hua with deep eyes and didn't know what he was thinking about.

The other monks watching the battle looked overjoyed when they saw the signs of the defeat of Mo Hua.

"It's going to die..."

"Guess, who will die in this little brat?"

It's not just the audience who guesses.

Even some geniuses of sects were both excited and regretful when they held the "Tu Mo Order" in their hands.

I was so excited that Mo Hua was about to be killed.

I also regret that it was not myself who killed the ink painting.

It's under the attention of everyone.

Mo Hua also felt that the time was almost done, so he reached out to his forehead, shattering his jade on the Tao, and then a blue light flashed and... disappeared.

He won't play anymore.

Leaving...

Seeing that Mo Hua's spiritual power was exhausted, the disciple of the Tianjian Sect, who was about to end Mo Hua's sword, was stunned on the spot.

The other disciples of the Tianjian Sect were also a little surprised.

Even Xiao Wuchen's expression was stagnant.

On the outside of the temple, the monks who were originally smiling and full of expectations all looked stiff in an instant, like a stone statue, and stood there in a daze.

It took a long time before someone couldn't believe it and said:

"Just... this kid..."

"Have you broken my own jade of discussion?"

"Then...is he killed?"

"How could he be killed by himself?"

"hiss---"

The sound of gasping in the air came one after another.

At the same time, the nameless evil fire in everyone's hearts could not stop running upwards.

"Then this is okay?"

"I really... I've convinced this little bastard..."

"Can't you die once?"
To be continued...