Ronin from Douluo

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"you?"

Mo Wei looked at his own brother and was very surprised.

Always very small, afraid of guys, it is so brave today? This is what she didn't think.

However, as a man, it is possible to stand in this critical moment, and it is a powerful.

As a swordster, at least, you can't have a weak heart. A fearless heart that dares to go straight, facing fear, is more important than powerful talents and strength!

How is it saying that it is also a heir to the wind road. This courage is not to humiliate, there is no heir.

I used to look at Mo Xiao, I couldn't help but put into a look, it seems to ask her.

"OK, let you go!" Mo Weima hung a smile on his face, nodded.

Seeing as the old sister's agreement, there is no opinion. He looked at Mo, stepping around, two people passing.

"Come on!" Zeng Yi stretched his hand gently shouted on his shoulders and encouraged.

Mo looked back and looked at Zeng Yi, and the fierce eyes were full of confidence.

He picked up a bamboo sword, vertical top on the floor, his hands supported the sword holder, and the eyes were looking forward, waiting for the other party.

The Zhenyuan Road is here, and a group looks at suddenly playing, and there are some people who are somewhat. They are not from the leading teachers, solve Yue.

Yan Yue is watching Mo, and I have seen it again after I see it. Some are not to understand what this intention of the flying hall.

To be honest, if the other party is behind him, he didn't have seen the students, he still felt a little dangerous. After all, in the face of unknown enemies, plus them to come to the door, the one who is unfarestly, he thinks this person is not simple.

However, if you change people, you will relax. Because this teenager, he knows.

Mo Xiao, the prosperity of the throne, the son of the landlord. However, on the Town of Qingping, everyone is basically, the younger brother of the genius soul.

Yes, this is what everyone is impressed. All of this is because of his sister, Mo Wei's light is too dazzling, too powerful, so that there is not much person to pay attention to him.

Mo Xiaotian, compared with his own sister, Mo Wei, is very flat, it seems very unleasing. After all, Mo Wei is in the age of 14, and the realm of the soul broke through the soul, and it was taken before the invitation of the sword.

In contrast, now the fifteen year old Mo, or the realm of the second ring, there is no breakthrough. Such a contrast is very inconspicuous.

However, don't forget, Mo Xia is and who is comparison! Mo's talent is more than his own sister, but in the east, not everyone's talent is Mo Wei.

Looking at the young life, the people of the same age, Mo Xiaotuo qualification, practicing speed, very good, but not his own sister, but he is definitely not ordinary.

As the swordsman teacher of the Zhenyuan Road, Xie Yue's eyes naturally will not be so short.

He knows that the same students will go up, horrible will eat big losses, so they can only make older students.

"Wu Yuan, you!"

If I listened to the leader, the name called Wu Yuan came out of the team and stopped in front of Mo.

Mo Xiao looked at this person in front of him, and the throat can't help but slide, and some of them were somewhat.

This person in front of me, the cattle high horse, there is two meters high, the burly body, the showing muscles, just like granite, Kongwu has.

On this body, but it is said that it brings great oppression.

"Oh, it is really not a face." Seeing that the vibration of the

"How do you say?" It was very curious about the side.

"This person in Zhenyuan Road, older horror is still bigger than I am, and I also have the soul of the soul. It is so embarrassed to come and pick it up."

Wen said that Zeng Yi is very surprised to look at the two people in confrontation. You know, Mo Da is also fifteen years old, that is, the realm of the soul, but the other party is already the realm of the soul, and the year is growing, and the practice time and experience of several years. This is not simple. The talent can make up for the gap.

I used to look at Mo Wei, asked: "Is that to stop?"

However, Mo Yi is still very calm look, she shakes his head, "There is no need, this ratio, just simple swordsmanship, the two sides can't use the martial arts and soul, otherwise, how can I give them in our way What to do in the battle, what to do. "

"Is there such a saying?"

"Of course! In the ever, almost everyone is a soul teacher, if everyone can use the soul and the martial arts to fight, isn't it a chaotic?

Under the restriction of the sword honest, everyone must abide by this agreement. Direct, playing these behaviors on the door, basically only the battle between the two sides in the swords and swords, so it is good to defeat each other with the most good sword.

Except for special requirements, if you want to use the martial arts, the soul is close to, you can submit an application to the Jianqi Palace in all over the country, and the two parties agree, allowing the battle between the soul.

Otherwise, all the battle can only be solved by the swordsman! "

Mo Wei followed once to explain, and at this time, the representative of the blast hall, Mo Xiao, the representative of the Zhenyuan Road, began to fight.

The two people are very fast, although the swords in the hand are a blade bamboo sword, but this is a broad road, still filled a sharp strike.

They are all of the soul, even if it is not suitable for the soul, there is also a physical quality of ordinary people. But the blink of an eye, the sword in the hands of the two people touched together.

The figure is interlaced, the sword is flashed, between the electric firing, the two people handed a few tricks.

But on the side, the eyes can capture the movements of the two eyes, even if it is any subtle action.

Rhythm, breathing, heartbeat, all in progress.

This is only a few tricks, and Zeng Yi will know that Mo is in a great dilemma.

The burly body of the other party, strong power, plus more rich than Mo Xiaoyu, but also breathe some breathless.

However, although the other party is very powerful, the sword will have a big way, but Mo Xiaoye can rely on his swordsmanship, the body is flexible, and the speed of the wind is the most good at the speed. .

But just this is just the case, it is nothing to do so early.

"May want to lose." Zeng Yi looked at the fighting of the two, said that he said not slow.

Mo Wei also nodded very much. "You can do this. It is very good. He has a exclusive to swordsman, and he has always grown in my shadow. He has never been able to face himself. Facha in front of the sword.

However, after the father left, after the decline of the road, I came back in that year, I saw him alone in the road of empty space.

That day, he cried to me, this is his last cry.

He began to pick up the sword, facing himself, straight inner.

For him, the meaning of fighting is not for his father, nor to inherit this travele, in order to guard this road hall.

Instead, I don't want to see the coward of myself. "

I heard the words, I can't help but stunned. I looked at the hands of the hands and holding the sword.

"I didn't think of it, I have been smiling, I don't want to adjust, and he will hang him, and there is such a story."

Mo Wei smiled and laughed. "Now he should be a real swordsman. So, this battle, he will win!"

Zeng Yi is very surprised to see Mo Wei, "It seems that you are very confident about your younger brother."

"No, I am very confident to you." Mo Wei said with a smile.

"Hey, why?"

Mo Wei twisted, and the eyes were in the eyes of Zeng Yi, said: "In fact, when you have tributed to me, I have never made all right things."

Her sentence, so that Zeng Yi is, it is very embarrassing.

"No, you are really powerful."

Looking at Zeng Yi, this is very serious, Mo is just smiling, "You don't have to fool me, these I still have to be observed. Is it afraid that I will be inferred? My Keath can not be so fragile.

You are very strong, it should be the strongest young Swordsman I have ever seen.

These months, are you not teaching his swords?

Do you have no confidence in yourself? "

I heard the words, I was easy to laugh, my eyes were put on the battle in the battle.

"Confidence is not on me, is on him."

"Yes. However, whether the other party is strength or physical fitness, it is better than Mo. However, the two are only a big realm, but Mo Da is almost the thirty level, so this body The gap between the quality and strength is to make up for the priest.

However, a key point, you can see if he can't catch it. "

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Mo Xiaoyuan blocked Wu Yuan's strong blow, the powerful sniper on the bamboo sword, sounded a bursting, and there was a gas shock.

Strong force, let Mo's pace continue to retreat, at this moment, he is already in the wind, it is defeated, it is late.

The powerful power of the other party, the biggest breakdown made him unparalleled, caught such a sword, for the current Mo, is already the limit.

This feeling is like hit by the beast!

Now, Mo's own hands are shaking, paralyzed, seem to have to hold unstable silence.

But he knows that if there is a sword can't afford it, then it is completely lost!

Is there a way to crack?

The other's sword is too strong, full of strength, full of explosive, this is the swordsmanship of Zhenyuan Road?

The blast of the blast of yourself can really defend the opponent's vibration swordsmanship?

You know, even if you are strong, you will lose!

Mo's face is pale, hanging on his mouth, looking at the opposite direction, then jumping with himself, then jumping, preparing a strong jump, heart can't help but rise.

Can I really overcome such an opponent?

Mo's eyes flashed out a blink of it.

It is clear that the wind is the sword, why can the sister can practice so powerful? Even the rigory, in less than a month, it will be able to practice the pure green.

Don't I really practice the talent of the sword?

At this moment, Mo Xiaowei remembered the sentence that Zeng Yi said.

"Mo Xia, you have to remember, the wind is infinite, it has all the possibility, this is not just a speed of the reflection. Sometimes it is a gentle breeze, the softness of the soft, the endless, nothing, but Yes, it is a mad storm, with everything that is destroyed, swallowing all the momentum, which makes the heavens and the earth! "

This is the wind, it has countless changes, so there is unlimited possibilities!

At this moment, the diffuse color of Mo Xiao is scattered, and it will be won! The dark eyes, at this moment, like an eye-catching opponent who can swallow all the storms and look at the jump.

At the moment, he made a reaction.

The hands of trembling paralysis, suddenly powerful, the right hand is holding the sword handle, straight stab!

It is like lightning, the bamboo sword instantly broke the barrier of layer airflow, like a storm that is fast.

What is this guy to do! Don't you live!

Wu Yuan's eyes widened, a pair did not dare to confuse the color.

This guy actually wanted to block his own sick.

Even if you don't use soul, even if this is just a blade bamboo sword, it is enough to be on his arm, this power is also able to cut off your arm!

madman!

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Next second, the battle picture is in this fixed.

Mo Xiao's sword tip, stopped in Wu Yuan's neck, but he blocked the other side with his left hand.

Left arm break!

Wu Yuan glanced at his eyes and looked at this person in front of him, and the cold sweat slipped from the forehead.

He just felt the breath of death.

The other party is closed! If this sword has not stopped, his neck will be worn by this bamboo sword! The price of the other party is just a left hand!

"Why?" Wu Yuan asked, he couldn't understand why the other party would like this.

However, Mo Xiao is just a green lips and laughs.

"I won!"

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