When Jiumozhi heard Meng Xiuyuan's words, he couldn't help frowning and gritting his teeth.

This trip to Tianlong Temple is particularly important for his series of future plans.

He wants to obtain the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Firstly, he already likes this "the best swordsmanship in the world". Secondly, he wants to use it to suppress the fellow monks in Tianlong Temple. Thirdly, he wants to take this Six Meridians Divine Sword to Gusu to join forces.

Zhuang went to the appointment in exchange for Shaolin's seventy-two stunts.

Jiumozhi had been planning these things for a long time, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took the first step, he encountered an unexpected obstacle like Meng Xiuyuan.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's "Finger Flicking Magical Power" just now, Jiumozhi did not dare to despise him anymore, and instead took this handsome young man seriously as a powerful enemy.

"Mr. Meng's martial arts are superb. The young monk just saw him and admired him very much.

It's just that the name of 'the best swordsmanship in the world' cannot be said in empty words.

I wonder if Young Master can let the young monk teach you a few tricks and experience the secrets for yourself?"

After all, Jiumozhi was very confident in his martial arts skills. When he saw Meng Xiuyuan jumping out to meddle in other matters, he was afraid that things would become more chaotic, so he simply cut through the mess with the most direct method.

Meng Xiuyuan would not refuse. He nodded with a smile and said calmly:

"Prince Ming said this because he wanted to test me.

Anyway, it is a great pleasure for me to see martial arts from all over the world.

However, I would like to remind you in advance that Prince Ming should be careful.

I'm not good at studying, and this swordsmanship is quite powerful. If I hurt you during the sparring, that would be bad."

When Jiumozhi heard this, he couldn't help but let out his breath and snorted softly.

Ever since he became a master of martial arts, no one has dared to speak to him in such a tone. Even though Jiumozhi knew that Meng Xiuyuan was good at martial arts, he never thought that he would be injured in a one-on-one situation, and he couldn't help but secretly thought to himself.

, the young man in front of me is a bit too arrogant.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Meng. I, the young monk, should take note of this.

The sword moves easily, and the space in this room is small, which may not be good for the master's sword skills, so let's go outside first."

As he spoke, Jiumozhi wanted to get up.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiuyuan immediately shook his head, smiled slightly and said:

"We are just discussing martial arts, not fighting in the arena, there is no need to go to such trouble.

Don’t bother King Ming to move, let’s just sit here and pass our hands.”

"Oh?" Jiumozhi was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and immediately became interested.

You must know that at this time, the three parties in the hall were sitting separately, and they happened to be nearly two feet apart from each other. Meng Xiuyuan was about to fight with Jiumozhi even though he was sitting down. It was obvious that his kung fu was quite mysterious.

Jiumozhi carefully looked at the thick iron sword on Meng Xiuyuan's waist for a moment, and then asked rather suspiciously:

"So, Mr. Meng's sword technique is the same as the "Six Meridians Divine Sword". It also uses anger to hurt people?"

You must know that Kung Fu such as "Six Meridians Divine Sword" and "Flaming Knife" are considered sword skills and sword skills, but they actually use your fingers and palms to stimulate internal energy, so you can hurt people in the air from a distance.

And since Meng Xiuyuan said he wanted to use swordsmanship and pointed to the sword on his waist, he definitely meant to use a real sword.

Jiumozhi couldn't figure out for a moment how Meng Xiuyuan could do it, using the iron sword and still emitting energy to hurt people through the air.

Meng Xiuyuan understood his mood and immediately explained:

"King Ming, there is no need to worry too much. My sword technique is called "Purple Sky Sword Qi", and it is a skill that uses the strength of Qi to hurt people.

You just have to see it with your own eyes and you'll understand what's going on."

Jiumozhi nodded seriously when he heard this. As a martial arts fanatic, when he heard the name "Purple Sky Sword Qi", he couldn't help but have a lot of daydreams, and he became excited in an instant.

At this moment, he felt quite itchy in his heart, eager to experience this mysterious martial art that he had never heard of.

So Jiumozhi immediately clapped his hands and notified the accompanying servants outside the door to bring in a bunch of Tibetan incense.

I saw him holding a stick of incense in his left hand, taking some sawdust from the ground with his right hand, pinching it tightly, and inserting the incense stick into the sawdust. Then he suddenly rubbed his palms together a few times and waved it out, and the incense head lit up.

ignite.

The smoke produced by the hidden incense turned green, and birds rose in the hall.

"Mr. Meng is compassionate and does not want to hurt the harmony. Naturally, the young monk agrees.

I let the green smoke float up to show the whereabouts of Qi Jin, which is safer for both of us.

What do you think, Master?"

Jiumozhi asked Meng Xiuyuan politely.

"King Ming has thought everything through, of course it's good."

Meng Xiuyuan nodded, not wanting to talk any more nonsense, he pulled out the crude iron sword given by Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, and made a "please" gesture, indicating that Jiumozhi was ready to attack.

Seeing that Meng Xiuyuan actually asked him to take action first, the Dalunming King looked solemn and showed no humility. He immediately held up his palms like a ball and used his inner strength to force the green smoke in front of him to rush straight in front of Meng Xiuyuan.

"Xiao Monk, please give Mr. Meng a taste of this tantric "Flame Knife"."

Meng Xiu saw Jiumozhi's probing move but didn't use all his strength. He originally wanted to use a polite move with him.

But when he heard the word "Tantrism" in his ears, many things about the little Gesang family in his previous life could not help but come to mind, and he immediately frowned.

Even though he knew that the Great Wheel Ming King had nothing to do with those things, Meng Xiuyuan still couldn't help but feel a hint of jealousy in his heart, and his hands became a little heavier.

"The third form of "Purple Sky Sword Qi", Qingfeng Lanxue. Prince Ming, be careful."

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan thrust straight forward with his sword. The iron sword in his hand trembled slightly, and a sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword.

The green smoke that was originally attacking Meng Xiuyuan was forced by this sword to shoot slightly backwards in the direction of Jiumozhi.

However, when the green smoke reached two feet in front of him, the internal power of Jiumozhi's "Flame Knife" increased, and the smoke column could no longer move forward, and even pushed in the direction of Meng Xiuyuan.

"Mr. Meng's sword energy is indeed not..."

Seeing this, Jiumozhi thought he had blocked Meng Xiuyuan's move, and secretly thought that Meng Xiuyuan used his iron sword to fire sword energy. Although the martial arts principles were unheard of, the power was mediocre, and he thought that he would win with just a few polite words.

Meng Xiuyuan.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Unexpectedly, just halfway through his words, another sword energy shot out, which was more than ten times more powerful than the one just now, causing the air to rise.

The green smoke surged and moved towards Jiumozhi rapidly.

At this point, Jiumozhi understood that Meng Xiuyuan's move was actually a total of two sword energy shot at the same time, first weak and then strong, first blunt and then sharp. It attracted the enemy's attention and then the killing move came.

For a moment, Jiumozhi didn't have time to think too much. He summoned up all his energy and used the "Flame Knife" technique to slash out, hoping to intercept Meng Xiuyuan's energy.

However, he didn't expect that Meng Xiuyuan's sword energy was fierce and domineering, and Jiumozhi actually used three "Flaming Knife" moves in a row, but it was still not enough to completely stop it.

Seeing that the green smoke was approaching, Jiumozhi had no choice but to use both palms, using all his unique skills, changing the strength and softness of the true energy, mixing yin and yang, generating several different forces, and then slashed at the sword energy.

Before putting it on him, crush it into pieces and waste it away.

"call……"

Jiumozhi, who blocked this move, couldn't help but take a deep breath. The monk's robe behind his back was slightly wet with sweat. He felt both fear and happiness in his heart.

If it weren't for the Bi Yan showing the whereabouts of the sword energy, maybe in that moment, he would have had no time to react and was defeated.

After all, Meng Xiuyuan's sword is indeed too concealed. The two sword auras are bright and dark, making it difficult for people to guard against it.

Jiumozhi sat quietly for a long time. When his mind calmed down and his true energy recovered, he raised his head and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Mr. Meng's swordsmanship is indeed profound and profound, far beyond what this young monk has ever known.

Zixiao Sword Qi...the name is indeed correct, it does hurt people with sword Qi, and its power is unparalleled."

When Meng Xiuyuan heard Jiumozhi's praise, he was not proud at all. He just smiled and replied:

"Since King Ming has seen my swordsmanship, which one do you think is better than the "Six Meridians Divine Sword"?"

After this seemingly ordinary sentence came out, Jiumozhi's expression immediately changed, and he could no longer maintain the appearance of the enlightened monk.

Because he could hear that there were many hidden meanings in Meng Xiuyuan's words, which could be said to be a hidden murderous intention.

If he answers that Meng Xiuyuan's "Purple Sky Sword Qi" is better than "Six Meridians Divine Sword", then his so-called request for "the best swordsmanship in the world" to be burned to Murong Bo will naturally be passed on to Meng Xiuyuan, and then

We can no longer legitimately plot the "Six Meridians Divine Sword".

And if he answers that Meng Xiuyuan's "Purple Sky Sword Qi" is not as good as the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", then he can't even win against the "Second Sword Technique in the World", so how can he have the face to challenge the "Second Sword Technique in the World"?

What about "One Sword Technique"?

For a moment, Meng Xiuyuan almost pushed Jiumozhi into a desperate situation, and no answer was appropriate.

After pondering for a long time, Jiumo Zhicai felt a sudden change in his heart and said loudly to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Young Master's swordsmanship is extraordinary and is quite different from the martial arts in the world. It is difficult for a young monk to get a full picture of it for a while.

Maybe I need to trouble Mr. Meng to talk to me again so that I can see more clearly."

Jiumozhi understood that if he did not defeat Meng Xiuyuan at this time, he would definitely be unable to move forward in the future.

Even though he was shocked by the terrifying power of Meng Xiuyuan's sword just now, he decided to try another two moves with Meng Xiuyuan.

Furthermore, he secretly guessed that Meng Xiuyuan's sword must have exhausted all his life's energy, and it would be impossible to use a second sword with the same power in a short period of time.

After all, Meng Xiuyuan was young and started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb, so how deep could he be?
To be continued...