Zuo Mo's heart was full of disdain. Such a good sabre, landing in the hands of these people, it was like casting pearls before swine. The other's sabre presence became urgent. It seemed to be a bigger threat but Zuo Mo sensitively felt that the other was losing control. Ever since Zuo Mo had comprehended Xin Yan Shibo's tidal sword essence, he had become sensitive to presence. After a long period of practice and comprehending li water sword essence, it made his understanding of presence even deeper.
Zuo Mo deeply understood a phrase – when the profit was big enough, it was enough for people to take risks!
The flames on the long sabre danced and burned. Even from far away, Zuo Mo could feel the heat.
Basically, no one would use this kind of transformation because that way, the flying sword would be destroyed. This was also why Zuo Mo had hesitated for so long.
Yan Ming Zi hated that Hu Shan's words were so ugly. He wanted Zuo Mo to beat Hu Shan into mincemeat but his mouth said, "Wait until you get the Water Drop sword, then we'll waste words."
The fat meat that was in his mouth, there was no reason to spit it out. Zuo Mo was too lazy to pay attention to him and examined Hu Shan. He suddenly found that in front of him was a glittering road to wealth! That Water Drop sword, it was very expensive. Zuo Mo might have more money after dan -making. But this Water Drop sword, if it was in the talisman stores of Dong Fu, Zuo Mo could only look at it. He definitely couldn't afford it!
As expected, provoked by him, Hu Shan's face became unhappy, "Humph, frog in the well, you really think you're something! I had wanted to let you go, but since you don't know what's good for you … … "
After thinking it through, he calmed down and pretended to be angry, "Hu Shan, haven't you always wanted my Blue Three Eyed Python? If you help me take back the Water Drop sword, I'll give it to you! "
Zuo Mo was abnormally slippery. The waves of fire didn't even touch a hair on him. Hu Shan started to become irritated, his sabre presence becoming even more urgent!
The other's sabre presence wasn't fast enough. Otherwise, if the waves of fire came, Zuo Mo wouldn't be able to dodge.
Go for it!
Yan Ming Zi smirked inside but on the surface, he nodded, "Of course. With Tao Zhu Er as witness, would I go back on my word?"
The right hand flashing with gold light grabbed the hilt of the Water Drop sword. The ling energy in his body flooded into the Water Drop sword.
"Ha ha! I'm dying of laughter! " Hu Shan laughed heartlessly. He laughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe. "Old Yan, haha, I'm dying of laughter! Even your sword was stolen. Old Yan, you are definitely the number one in our sect! "
The jade pendant's design was simple and unadorned, and its entire body was carved out of a kind of red jade. The fiery red color did not have a single trace of impurities, and a jet-black bead was inlaid in the middle. The jade pendant was engraved with several arrays. Zuo Mo recognized one of them. It was called the Streaming Fire Core Control Formation. This was a formation that could increase the wearer's sensitivity to fire, and increase their ability to control fire. The Flowing Fire Heart Defense Formation was extremely practical, especially for low level dan xiuzhe. It was a formation that they dreamed of. However, the requirements for setting up the Flowing Fire Core Control Formation were extremely strict. Zuo Mo usually didn't bear to use it. This jade pendant actually had the Streaming Fire Core Defensive Formation. The material it was made of was extraordinary!
Moreover, the spirit armor on Hu San's body was extraordinary. Red light surged around it, making Hu San look like a god that had descended to the mortal world.
However, after weighing the pros and cons, he still decided to use this move.
The other hadn't put much effort into imprinting it. The sliver of consciousness inside the Water Drop sword was pitifully weak and was easily erased by Zuo Mo. The Water Drop sword trembled twice in Zuo Mo's hand and then stopped moving. Flying swords needed endless effort and time to slowly imprint to be able to control them, and not be easily taken away by others. Some experts would set up layers of jinzhi inside the sword. If someone wanted to use Zuo Mo's method to steal the flying sword, they would be injured instead.
Once he decided, he didn't have any hesitation, no pause.
Good sabre, good sabre!
He had heard long ago that the spells of Ling Ying Sect were extremely diverse. He hadn't thought that there was something as obscure as a sabre scripture. The great majority of the sects in Sky Moon Jie focused on cultivating the sword. Xiuzhe that cultivated sabre scriptures were extremely rare.
He wasn't a kind person. He hated Hu San and Tao Zhu Er more than Zuo Mo. Right now, he was very shocked at Zuo Mo's moves. He didn't understand at all. He looked at the two that were laughing so hard they couldn't straighten their backs. He smirked inside. These two definitely hadn't found the trick. That moment of paralysis just now was silent and without the slightest sign.
"You you you … …" Yan Ming Zi's finger trembled as he pointed at Zuo Mo. His face was pale, so angry he couldn't speak. But he didn't have the Water Drop sword and couldn't do anything to Zuo Mo.
Zuo Mo contentedly put the Water Drop sword into the hundred treasures pouch at his waist. His mood was very good. He pretended to say to Yan Ming Zi who was dumbstruck, "This sword, count it as the price for offending the sect this time. Next time, don't do something so foolish. " What he had just used was Xin Yan Shibo's tidal sword essence, extremely yin and extremely cold. Yan Ming Zi hadn't been able to defend and had suffered a great loss.
However, the killing blow that Zuo Mo had planned for so long to destroy the ice crystal sword, would it stop here?
Gritting his teeth, he decided to go all out! However, even if he went all out, he still had to earn back his capital. As he jumped up and down, his eyes scanned the other's body, searching for a target! When his gaze landed on the jade pendant hanging at the other's waist, his eyes couldn't help but light up!
An intimidating sword essence, following the ling armor, silently burrowed into Yan Ming Zi's body.
The other's flaming sabre casually waved, and it was a circle of burning heat waves that perfectly countered him. [Li Water Sword Scripture] walked the path of lightness and finesse, but the difference in talismans between the two was too great. The ice crystal sword basically couldn't get close to the other and naturally, this sword scripture couldn't be used.
The ice crystal sword that had been swimming around him like a fish made a light sound. Following the weakest point of the layers of fire, it viciously stabbed in.
Zuo Mo's pupils suddenly shrunk. He accurately caught the other's minuscule weakness. Having prepared for a long time, he instantly moved!
Zuo Mo's target wasn't Yan Ming Zi, but the water drop sword that had suddenly lost control and was stuck in the air!
It wasn't that Zuo Mo didn't have a way, but this method … …
Hu Shan paled, furiously waving the flaming sabre. The fire waves were endless, hoping to block this extremely cold stream of water.
"Hee hee! Brother Yan, you're so funny! "Tao Zhu Er laughed so hard she couldn't stop.
"Haha! Weren't you arrogant just now? Be arrogant again! " Hu Shan roared with laughter, extremely smug. The sabre presence in his hand churned, circles of fire chasing Zuo Mo up and down.
But Zuo Mo had guessed that this group definitely wouldn't spend so much time imprinting a flying sword. He was right.
The ice crystal sword that had turned into an extremely cold stream of water increased in power. Once it pierced through the layers of fire, the cold energy forced the surrounding flames to pause.
It was fine if he lost the flying sword, but if this matter got back to the sect, he wouldn't be able to raise his head again.
"I I I … …" Yan Ming Zi was incoherent. But seeing Zuo Mo's gaze sweep across the ling armor on his body, his heart jumped and he hurriedly took a few steps back. He had lost in a daze. Even now, he didn't understand why he had suddenly froze. What spell did the other use?
Zuo Mo reached out with a hand and the ice crystal sword returned in front of him. He said righteously, "You really dare to bully my Wu Kong! One on one, you Ling Ying people, ge really isn't afraid! "The disciples behind him looked at Zuo Mo with admiration.
He had prepared for a long time, repeatedly speculating inside. How could he not have any confidence?
Zuo Mo's eyes were red. This flame sabre was definitely the best of the third grade. Compared to the Water Drop sword that he had just taken, it wasn't lacking. He hurriedly drew the ice crystal sword away. Water and fire countered each other, it depended on who was stronger. Zuo Mo was certain that if he wasn't careful and was trapped by the other's flames, the ice crystal sword would probably be roasted into a puddle of water.
It really was a good sword!
The faces of the Wu Kong Sword Sect disciples were filled with shock as they retreated. The fire wave of Hu Shan's flame sabre was extremely hot. Everywhere it passed, it was scorched black.
Zuo Mo made up his mind and quickly calmed down. He needed to find a chance to land a hit.
Yan Ming Zi paled. But his entire body was frozen. What move was this?
Now it had landed in his pocket. If it was converted to jingshi … …
The swiftness of this change caused everyone to be flabbergasted. The entire place was deathly silent.
Zuo Mo's eyes were so red they were about to spit fire as he scrambled to dodge.
Chance!
Another good talisman!
Yan Ming Zi felt an extremely cold and thin needle suddenly poke into his body. His body instantly froze.
Having been waiting for this moment, the light in Zuo Mo's eyes brightened. With a light shout, his entire body channeled [Vajra Profound Sutra]. A faint layer of gold light floated on his body. His legs pushed off and his entire body shot out like an arrow!
Good thing!
He suddenly came to a realization. What could be faster than snatching? What could be more satisfying than being able to steal something in the open and righteous way?
Yan Ming Zi was dumbstruck. He hadn't thought that the other's target was his Water Drop sword! When he felt the connection with the Water Drop sword disappear, his expression instantly changed.
Hu Shan took a step forward and grinned at Zuo Mo, "You're very interesting! If you obediently give up the Water Drop sword, I'll spare you this time! "
The waves of fire rolled. The flames on the blade of the flame sabre didn't show any signs of dimming. Hu Shan's entire body was completely protected by layers of flames. Zuo Mo couldn't get close.
A silver light flashed through the air and suddenly appeared in front of Hu Shan.
As expected! Joy rose in Zuo Mo's heart!
Hu Shan didn't smile. Tilting his head, he looked seriously at Yan Ming Zi, "Really?"
As expected, people die for wealth, birds die for food! As Zuo Mo sorrowfully thought, his mind moved quickly. The other's sabre scripture was clearly lacking compared to Yan Ming Zi's sword scripture. But paired with this exquisite flame sabre, its power was astounding!
Yan Ming Zi's heart was bleeding. The laughter of Hu Shan and Tao Zhu Er was abnormally piercing in his ears. This was a great loss of face. Even if they worked together to defeat Zuo Mo and take back the Water Drop sword, when they returned, Hu Shan and Tao Zhu Er would definitely spread the news everywhere.
"Scoundrel! You dare to sneak attack! "Hu Shan was both shocked and angry. A flame sabre appeared in his hand!
This group of people, they really wasted good things!
"Good!" Hu Shan's face was filled with joy. He snorted, "Old Yan, you can't even beat trash like this. You've regressed too much. You have to practice well. Otherwise, if I take you out to cause a ruckus, wouldn't we lose all of Ling Ying Sect's face? "
Sword scriptures and sabre scriptures were actually the same. What was important was to be just right. It wasn't that the greater the power, the faster the momentum, the greater the power.
When the ice crystal sword flew halfway, it turned into an icy stream of water. This wasn't water that had been melted by the fire, but the result of Zuo Mo actively channeling his ling energy – shapeshifting! Shapeshifting was a higher level technique of sword scriptures. Like Xin Yan Shibo's Hou Dragon Sword was the highest level of shapeshifting. Zuo Mo's present ability wasn't enough to shapeshift. Having just touched sword essence, he could only use the dumbest and most primitive method. That was to put large amounts of ling energy into the flying sword, forcing it to return to its original form and activate its source of power. It was the lowest level of shapeshifting.
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