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In the hand of the ink delirium is the pathfinding talisman kite, which can find its own subsidiary talisman even if it is thousands of miles away. Last night, he injured Wu Kui not only to solve the trouble, but also to punch the accessory charm into the wound when he helped him treat, so that Fu Kite could find Wu Kui's location. He believed that the scourge would live for a thousand years, how could his two senior brothers die so easily?

Now that the first level has passed, then the second level, after the horse bandits, there is still infighting.

After walking for about three hours, far away, in the long yellow sand, a row of broken walls can still be seen. When I walked in, I found that it was just a row of tall earth barriers, and I didn't know when it would be swallowed up by the yellow sand.

"Is it an ancient city?" Mo Zhiyu held an umbrella and looked up at the ancient city wall, "There are actually ruins." ”

Then he casually looked back and saw a man. As soon as the man saw Mo Zhi's delusion, he immediately ran a few steps and ran over, it was Wu Kui.

"Senior Brother Mo, great, you're not dead!" Wu Kui said happily, but saw Mo Zhiyu holding a talisman kite in his hand, and the rune kite fluttered straight towards him.

"Yes," Mo Zhiyu was still holding the umbrella, his eyes hidden in the shadow of the umbrella, and he only saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't die in such a catastrophe, is it considered a blessing?" ”

A gust of wind rose, bringing up yellow sand. The umbrella of Mo Zhiyu fell forward abruptly, and the umbrella surface made of oilcloth paper shattered into pieces and swept away with the yellow sand. Taking advantage of this situation, Mo Zhiyu has retreated to a hundred steps away.

On the other side, Wu Kui held a soft sword in his hand, raised his hand to gently wipe away the sand particles on his face, and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to react very quickly." ”

"Senior Brother Wukui's sword is also very fast." Mo Zhi smiled and pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, "Doesn't the wound hurt?" ”

At the mention of Mo Zhiyu, Wu Kui suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but move his shoulders. He moved slowly and said, "When did you find out?" ”

Mo Zhiyu also moved, not forgetting to tease: "What do you know? Do you know that you colluded with horse bandits to kill your fellow disciples? Probably because your acting skills are so poor, right? ”。

Wu Kui sneered: "It's okay, you can't go back anyway, if you want to blame, blame you for not coming in the first place!" As he spoke, the tricks around him fluctuated openly, and his feet suddenly exerted force, and he just kicked and bullied into front of Mo Zhiyu.

"Boom!" The knife is out of the sheath, the swords are struck, and the knife is forced to rebound the soft sword.

Wu Kui Yuan force drummed, smoothed the sword momentum, and retreated with strength, he glanced at the gap on the soft sword, and looked at Mo Zhiyu in surprise: "I didn't expect that you actually upgraded a mortal soldier to a treasure soldier, although it is a low grade, I'm afraid it has also cost a lot of financial resources, right?" is really worthy of being the little grandfather of the Kang Mansion. ”

The weapon levels in this world are divided into five levels: mortal, treasure, spirit, saint, and god, and each level is subdivided into three grades: lower, middle, and upper. There are restrictions on the weapons that can be used by people at different stages of Yuanli Monks, only Yuanli Monks can exert the power of weapons above the Treasure Soldier level, and the Treasure Soldier is already the best level of weapons that can be used by those who are excellent in the Condensing Yuan Period.

Of course, not all Yuanli monks will have good weapons, because they also need to be rich. Therefore, Mo Zhiyu is very glad that his previous self was willing to spend money on weapons.

Mo Zhiyu naturally heard a full sense of jealousy from Wu Kui's words, although he was proud in his heart, but he only twisted his wrist, and without answering, he said a number: "Seventy-five." ”

Wu Kui is already extreme, and he is even more angry when he looks at Mo Zhiyu's indifferent appearance, what if it is a little grandfather, he is not a waste without Yuan Li! He roared and rushed forward with his sword.

Mo Zhiyu swung his sword to meet him, and Wu Kui's blow was stronger than before, making him almost unable to hold it.

One sword after another, this Wukui's offensive is very different from the way the previous big boss relied purely on brute force, Wukui has the blessing of 'Yuan Force', the strength of each sword is layered, with the Tianjian Gate's "Gen Bang Sword Technique", which is known for its domineering, a soft sword is wielded like a plate axe. The delirium of ink must use the vajra force to stiffen up, and the blessing of the vajra force is definitely not comparable to the blessing of the 'yuan force'.

After a few more rounds of slashing, Mo Zhiyu didn't notice it for a while, and was kicked out by Wukui, "banging" and breaking an earthen wall, making him disgraced.

"How can you understand the situation of orphans like us, with family power and resources? Is it lucky to be adopted by the Heavenly Sword Gate? What about following homelessness? Ha, our talent is destined not to enter the inner door, then there is nothing. This world has always been like this, and people can only live better by themselves! "Wukui seems to have a sad childhood, and his psychology has been distorted, and he said so much like crazy at this time.

Mo Zhiyu helplessly spat on the sand and got up from the ground, but he still didn't answer, only said, "Two hundred and forty-eight." ”

"Ah!!h Wu Kui roared angrily and attacked again, and just as he was about to hit Mo Zhiyu, Mo Zhiyu disappeared in an instant, and reappeared, already behind Wu Kui.

Cloud Trail Step: Beginner!

Taking advantage of this gap, he slashed it with a knife, but Wukui laughed wildly and swung up his Yuan Force, and the Yuan Force fluctuated and flew out of the ink delirium, and then fell down heavily, Mo Zhi was a little surprised in his heart, can anger also be bonus?

Wu Kui didn't care what the current Mo Zhiyu was considering, he just wanted him to die: "In just one month, you can actually learn the vajra power and the cloud trace step, but you are really talented." When you were in Heavenly Sword Mountain before, you were really well hidden. But so what? In front of 'Yuan Li', these are just things that can't be put on the table. Mo Zhiyu, you are unwilling, die here! ”

Wukui laughed wildly and raised his sword and rushed over again, he couldn't wait to win, so he almost burst out with all his Yuan Force and rushed over!

"Die! Uh......"

But when he was still a few steps away from Mo Zhiyu, Wu Kui's laughter stopped abruptly, and the whole person fell to the ground like a puppet with a broken string. He found that he couldn't lift up a single ounce of strength now, and could only stare at Mo Zhiyu in disbelief.

"Ahem, five hundred and five, a little more than expected." Mo Zhiyu slowly sat up from the ground, looked at Wu Kui, and said, "How you feel now, the simple explanation should be 'as if your body has been hollowed out'. ”

He laughed: "In the early stage of the Dingyuan Realm, the Yuan Power was very limited, and it was generally around five hundred breaths. When the yuan power is exhausted, it will inevitably be exhausted. ”

He slowly got up, walked over to Wukui's side and squatted down, "Don't look at me like that, with your IQ, it's normal not to know." So of course, you won't know that the rough release of Yuan Force, as well as endless nonsense, will accelerate the consumption of Yuan Force and physical strength. ”

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