Chapter 475 The smell of gunpowder between Master and Brother Ye?
Feng Xiatian calmed down and ran back again, wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth and taking pills as she ran.
His movements became more and more skillful, so skillful that it made people feel distressed.
Feng Xiatian and Kong didn't mind at all, because the two of them had just realized something.
As for vomiting some blood, it doesn't hurt my roots. I'll get used to it after vomiting.
Mo Tianchen slowly drew his sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Ye Wuchen: "Wuchen, come and fight with me. Let the three of them watch carefully."
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Gu Qingxi and the three of them were stunned, but Chu Yunxian was also stunned.
Except for Gu Qingxi, everyone else looked excited and excited after confirming that they heard correctly.
Everyone present knew how rare it was to be able to watch the battle between two powerful men.
Gu Qingxi always felt that the atmosphere between Master and Senior Brother Ye was a bit strange, as if there was a little smell of gunpowder? Is it her imagination?
Ye Wuchen tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, his handsome face looking calm and composed.
He nodded slightly and uttered one word: "Okay."
Tantai Yang also rushed over at this time. He raised his hand: "Wait, wait, I'm afraid you guys will fight and destroy this place. Qing Xi, come and set up a barrier with me."
This is really not an alarmist statement.
Let alone these two fighting against each other, any one of them can burn this place to the ground in an instant!
Tantai Yang is a talisman master, but his understanding of talisman is not bad.
Gu Qingxi has a deep knowledge of battle tactics, but she doesn't know it.
In this way, with the efforts of Tantai Yang and Gu Qingxi, a barrier of approximately 200 square meters was erected.
After Tantai Yang finished his work, he breathed a sigh of relief. This barrier really cost him and Qing Xi a lot of materials. He said to Mo Tianchen and Ye Wuchen, "It's okay, just fight!"
He is also looking forward to the battle between the two.
It will definitely benefit a lot to see these two strong men fighting against each other.
Feng Xiatian and the others excitedly found the best position and prepared to watch the battle.
Gu Qingxi frowned slightly and looked at Senior Brother Ye and Master standing in the barrier in silence.
Ancestor Wan Ling spoke up at this time: "Qing Xi, who do you think is more powerful among them? I think it's your master. After all, your master is already in the late stage of divine transformation. Where is Ye Wuchen? Eh? By the way, Ye Wuchen is What kind of cultivation? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of it.”
Only then did Gu Qingxi remember that she really didn't seem to know what Senior Brother Ye's true cultivation level was.
Gu Qingxi didn't have time to think too much, the two people in the barrier were already swinging their swords at each other.
Everyone outside the barrier was fully focused, staring intently at what was happening inside the barrier.
"Let's just talk about swordsmanship and sword energy first." After Mo Tianchen finished saying this, he took a step forward and swam forward like a frightening dragon.
Ye Wuchen nodded slightly and stepped forward with his sword in hand.
Ye Wuchen's sword has always been very fast and very cold.
Mo Tianchen's sword gave people an overwhelming sense of oppression.
The swords of the two men met in mid-air, making a choking sound.
After this sword strike, both of them retreated slightly, and then there was a sudden attack like a gust of wind and rain.
Mo Tianchen's swordsmanship is very sophisticated, sophisticated and dazzling.
Ye Wuchen's swordsmanship is fast and sharp.
Every sword attack by Mo Tianchen was blocked by Ye Wuchen.
The figures of the two are full of strength and beauty.
The sword energy leaked out, the robes flew, and the sharp eyes between the two people formed a breathtakingly beautiful picture.
From the beginning of the swordsmanship competition to the end when spiritual power envelops the sword, sand and stones fly, and the air seems to be torn apart.
Although it was only a two-hundred-square-meter barrier, it created a terrifying feeling of destruction.
Fighting in the barrier made Feng Xiatian and the others fascinated and worshipful.
The barrier was struck by the sword energy of the two men, and was constantly flashing with white light.
Tantai Yang was even a little worried that if this continued, the barrier would be broken.
Mo Tianchen and Ye Wuchen both used their last swords, and the sword energy connected with each other, making a huge roar.
This is the collision of sword energy and power!
After this huge force dissipated, Mo Tianchen took a step back.
Ye Wuchen also took a step back, paused, and then took another step back.
"Uncle Mo, my nephew is not as good as you. This is still a battle without you showing up." Ye Wuchen sheathed his sword and said calmly, neither humble nor overbearing.
Mo Tianchen glanced at Ye Wuchen, narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded, then turned to look at Tantai Yang, and motioned for Tantai Yang to open the barrier.
Tantai Yang hurriedly opened the barrier and thanked Mo Tianchen and Ye Wuchen. He benefited a lot from this battle.
The ones who benefited the most were obviously Gu Qingxi and Feng Xiantian. The second one was Ling Kong.
The three of them didn't bother to talk to Mo Tianchen and the others. They just sat cross-legged and closed their eyes to comprehend.
Upon seeing this, Tantai Yang set up a barrier for them in place.
"I'll watch them." Ye Wuchen said.
"Thank you so much, Junior Brother Ye, I also have an epiphany." After Chu Yunxian and Ye Wuchen thanked him, he said hello to Mo Tianchen and went out with his sword.
With his current strength, he didn't need to go through the process of meditation to understand the battle just now. He needed to find World of Warcraft to practice.
Gu Qingxi and others are different. They have to digest these before they can use them.
After Tantai Yang and Chu Yunxian left, Mo Tianchen stood in front of Ye Wuchen.
Ye Wuchen raised his eyes and looked at Mo Tianchen who had a cold face.
Mo Tianchen said slowly: "My little disciple is still young and her strength is not very high. For her, the most important thing right now is to improve her strength and concentrate on cultivation."
Ye Wuchen was silent for a moment and nodded: "I understand."
Mo Tianchen snorted coldly: "As long as you understand, don't mislead my little disciple."
My daughter is still young!
How can you consider such nonsense as whether you are a Taoist couple or not?
These nonsense will only delay the little disciple's cultivation! In the world of cultivation, if you are not strong enough, your cultivation path will not go far.
The realm cannot be improved, and the life span will not be increased. He will never let his young disciple delay his cultivation because of these feelings between men and women. There will never be a scene where the white-haired person gives the black-haired person a gift, never!
The words that the third apprentice often talks about are indeed wise words. Women will only affect the speed of his sword.
This is true when applied to the little disciple. Men will only affect the speed at which the little disciple draws his sword!
Ye Wuchen said solemnly: "Definitely not."
More than anyone else, he hopes that Qingxi can go further and become stronger.
Seeing Ye Wuchen's good attitude, Mo Tianchen nodded with satisfaction, turned around and left.
After Mo Tianchen left, Ye Wuchen held his sword and sat near Gu Qingxi and the others. His eyes moved to Gu Qingxi who was meditating with his eyes closed.
At this time, the little green dragon in Ye Wuchen's spiritual pet bag finally broke through the seal and crawled out.
As soon as he climbed out, he saw Gu Qingxi meditating not far away.
"Hey, this isn't..." When he saw Gu Qingxi, his eyes widened. As soon as he opened his mouth, midway through his words, Ye Wuchen pinched his mouth and was about to throw it into the spiritual pet bag again and seal it.
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