Chapter 52 Mo Yan Makes a Move

"Life is safe, Dao foundation has been damaged, and most importantly, this battle may have cast a shadow in his heart. If he can't get rid of this knot, there is no hope for Daoist platform."

Sending Lu Feng back to Changchun Peak, the elder who rescued Lu Feng sighed and said slowly.

So to speak, in fact, he already wanted to save Lu Feng's face for the last time. It is not a big problem if the foundation of the sword is injured. After all, he made a timely move, so he didn't let the sword energy rage in Lu Feng's body for too long. . However, when he took the shot, he already felt that the foundation of Lu Feng's swordsmanship had a tendency to collapse. This was not caused by external force, but a manifestation of a weak sword heart and a wavering mind.

To be honest, he was quite optimistic about Lu Feng before, but today's battle completely overturned his previous perception of Lu Feng! A person with a narrow mind, too much focus on gain and loss, weak sword heart, and extreme temper, such a person is destined to be difficult to become a great weapon.

"Elder Han, is there no way to save him?" Yan Pengxi trembled violently in his heart, and couldn't help asking.

"Xiao Yan, I'm afraid that Lu Feng has been going too smoothly these years. When he encounters setbacks at first, he shakes his mind! To be honest, whether he can pass this test does not depend on external forces, but on himself." Yan Peng analyzed Different from Lu Feng, he is the real Kunlun Tianjiao, who may step into the realm of Daotai at any time, even if he is the elder of Kunlun, his tone is very gentle when talking to him.

"What exactly happened?" Looking up at Elder Han, Yan Pengxi asked in a deep voice.

After calming down a bit, he immediately realized that Lu Feng was already injured like this, and Elder Han didn't even mention Wu Chi's matter, which was obviously not normal.

After all, Lu Feng is the core disciple of Kunlun, if Wu Chi hastily committed such an assassin, he would be severely punished.

Elder Han naturally understood what Yan Pengxi meant, and shook his head, "Lu Feng was too ruthless. He not only used his condensate strength to suppress others, but also took the lead in using sword energy to destroy the foundation of people's swordsmanship and even kill people. The original intent of the sword fight, thousands of disciples are watching, even if I want to protect it, there is nothing I can do. Forcibly intervening and saving him is already the limit of what I can do."

His body trembled slightly, and Yan Pengxi showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes, "Thank you, Elder Han."

After sending Elder Han away, Yan Pengxi sat by the bed, feeling disappointed in Lu Feng, but also feeling a little bit guilty.

At this point, without any explanation, he can understand that the gap between Lu Feng and Wu Chi is too big in the way of swordsmanship, so big that he has no qualifications to contend. Before, I thought that without the Shadow Bearing Sword, Lu Feng should have a good chance of winning, so he acquiesced in Lu Feng's going to the sword fighting arena to challenge Wu Chi. But I don't want this kind of judgment to be ridiculously wrong.

Elder Han said it tactfully, but Yan Pengxi still understood the meaning of the words.

Having never experienced any setbacks, Lu Feng suffered such a blow this time that it may even ruin his future.

The master was still in seclusion, and such a big mess happened, and he no longer knew how to face the master.

What's more, whether Junior Brother Lu, whom I have always cared about, can bear such a big blow after waking up is also a huge question.

With Junior Sister Zhou around, Wu Chi had a reason for this matter. Even if he wanted to be biased, he might not be able to punish Wu Chi.

The most important thing is that he was the one who proposed the terrible idea of ​​letting Wu Chi participate in the sword fight. Who can be blamed for the trouble now?

Thinking of this, Yan Pengxi couldn't help laughing bitterly.

 … .

"Mo Yan, I heard that Lu Feng's foundation is damaged, his sword heart is not strong, and he is hopeless!"

Stepping into the room with a grin, several people gloated and said.

"It's true that the sword's heart is not strong, but if you say that the road is hopeless, that's not necessarily the case." Shaking his head, Mo Yan didn't care too much about it, and didn't explain too much.

"Lu Feng has lost face this time, and has almost become the biggest joke of Kunlun. He made such a fuss, and his own reputation will be ruined, but Wu Chi will become famous because of it. Many people think that Wu Chi will definitely become Kunlun in the future. Tianjiao."

"I don't know if he can become the Kunlun Tianjiao, but judging by the current posture, no one is willing to challenge him again."

Relying on Kunlun swordsmanship, winning dozens of games in a row is already shocking, and now it is discovered that Wu Chi has condensed a powerful sword energy, which is enough to easily defeat Lu Feng. Naturally, no one will rashly go to trouble again.

The only ones who are qualified to stop Wu Chi from winning this number one place are the few geniuses in Kunlun.

However, for one thing, few of these geniuses have practiced the way of swordsmanship, so they can't fight swords. If they use other methods, they will be inferior, and even if they win, they won't be able to win by force. Furthermore, these geniuses were extremely proud, Wu Chicai was only in the Transmortal Realm, and they didn't even bother to do anything.

"I'll give it a try tomorrow." After thinking for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth, "I also want to see how far his swordsmanship has been cultivated."

"Really?" Hearing this, several people immediately became excited, "Mo Yan, you are not following the path of swordsmanship."

"It doesn't matter, although there is a suspicion of trickery, but it should be barely against the original intention of sword fighting." Mo Yan waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Hey, Mo Yan, you should make your words clear. If you are so indifferent, you will die of anxiety."

"Okay, you'll know when you see it tomorrow."

"Really, you're still playing tricks! I won't ask anything else, Mo Yan, what are your chances of winning?"

If Mo Yan fights with all his strength, the outcome will be self-evident, but Mo Yan said that it is not against the original intention of the sword fight, so naturally he will be subject to great constraints. In this way, it is difficult to say whether he can win.

"There's no chance of winning, I just want to try! Of course, if he doesn't have any hidden tricks, I'm afraid the chance of winning is not great."

 …. .

"It's his own fault. With so many people watching, don't say he was just injured, even if he died, you can't blame him."

Wu Chi also suffered some minor injuries, Zhou Boyan said angrily while helping Wu Chi treat the wound.

When Wu Chi went to the sword fight these days, she also followed him to watch it, and she also witnessed it with her own eyes when she fought with Lu Feng today! In order to ensure justice, before taking the stage these two days, the Shadow Bearing Sword was also handed over to her for safekeeping.

Without the support of the Yingying Divine Sword, facing Lu Feng's crazy killing move, Wu Chi can only guarantee his own safety by fighting with all his strength. There is no possibility of controlling power at all. If he is kind, he will die But it was Wu Chi.

Wu Chi is not a Kunlun disciple now, it is Wu Chi who is really going to be hurt, and Elder Han is afraid that he will not save people at all. Everyone is well aware of this, and it is precisely because of this that most people are one-sided towards Wu Chi.

"Okay, I'm fine! You should go and see Senior Brother Lu when you turn around. Immortal Changchun should be leaving soon. Since you want to stay in Kunlun, it's better not to make everyone's faces too ugly." Wu Chi Anyway, he didn't suffer a loss, so naturally he wouldn't bear any grudge against Lu Feng for his assassination, instead he persuaded Zhou Boyan.

"I won't go! Even if the matter falls to Master Changchun, it's Lu Feng who is narrow-minded and can't blame others."

Seeing that Zhou Boyan was really annoyed, Wu Chi had no choice but to give up. Anyway, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't think it was his fault.

Besides, Lu Feng didn't die, he was injured or something, there were so many panaceas on Kunlun, so it was expected that there would be no major problems.

 …

On the fifth day, the situation had gradually become clear, and the sword fight had almost come to an end.

It has been half a day since standing on the sword fighting arena, but no one has come to challenge Wu Chi! On the contrary, more and more disciples came to see the excitement. After all, it was the end. If there was no master to make a move, Wu Chi might be the number one.

Of course, by now, not many people were hostile to Wu Chi, but they had vaguely regarded Wu Chi as a Kunlun disciple.

Seeing that it was almost noon, a young man finally came out of the crowd and jumped onto the sword fighting arena.

"Meet Junior Brother Wu, my name is Mo Yan!"

Dressed in a blue Taoist robe, the young man spoke softly with a faint smile on his face.

However, the moment Mo Yan's name was announced, the entire vicinity of the sword fighting ring erupted instantly.

"Junior Brother Mo Yan! It was Junior Brother Mo Yan who made the move, haha, it's very lively now."

Hearing the cheers of the crowd, Wu Chi already understood that this time he was really facing the top genius disciple in Kunlun.

"Wu Chi has met Senior Brother Mo!" With a slight cup of his hands, Wu Chi greeted him politely, without any strangeness.

"Just call me Mo Yan!" Smiling, Mo Yan said casually, "I'm not a swordsman. To be honest, it's a trick to fight with you this time! However, the noise you made is too It’s too easy for you to be the first one.”

With a shudder in his heart, although it was just a few simple words, Wu Chi had already felt a strong sense of confidence from the other party!

Unlike Lu Feng, Mo Yan's self-confidence is not offensive, and no matter what he says, it seems to be taken for granted.

"I also ask Brother Mo Yan to be merciful."

"I'm afraid it's impossible to be merciful. Now this fight may be your last sword fight! If you win, no one will come to challenge you again." Mo Yan joked with a smile, "With one The limit is limited to a stick of incense, as long as you can survive the time of a stick of incense, you will win."

Different from what Lu Feng said when he came to the stage before, when these words came from Mo Yan, everyone around just laughed along, but no one objected.

At this moment, Wu Chi also understood in his heart that this battle might really be the last one, success or failure depended on it.

However, even knowing that Mo Yan must be extremely powerful, Wu Chi didn't have the slightest fear in his heart.

Smiling casually and making a gesture of invitation, Wu Chi said softly, "In that case, Wu Chi will ask Brother Mo Yan for advice!"