Disaster Strikes

Chen Mo soon saw his new reward.

"Haha, 1,000 spiritual stones!"

Tip: Congratulations! You have completed the trial mission.

Tip: After maintaining a non-combat state for 30 minutes, you can return to the disaster world and be promoted to level three natural disaster destroyer.

The moment Chen Mo came into contact with the reward notice, he received a reminder that the task had been completed, and he couldn't help but smile with relief.

"It seems that the last reminder was quite effective. The bounty amount has been increased tenfold. The bounty of one thousand spiritual stones, tsk tsk, has exceeded the task standard by five times. Could it be a reward issued by a certain true disciple?"

Through Zhao Min'er, Chen Mo had a little understanding of the Nanhai Sword Sect's system.

First-level formal swordsmen can only serve as outer disciples in the Nanhai Sword Sect.

After these outer sect disciples are promoted to the second level secret swordsman, they can only become inner sect disciples if they pass the assessment. Joining various halls requires almost the strength of the second level elite evaluation.

Those inner sect disciples who have the strength of the second-level big boss can be promoted to true disciples and be trained by the masters of the sword sect in the sect, with a bright future.

Zhao Min'er was speechless after seeing the excitement on Chen Mo's face.

"Have they prepared any traps, waiting for you to fall into the trap?"

"You have so little confidence in your fellow disciples, brothers and sisters?"

After Zhao Miner choked, she sighed and said, "After all, it was to save me."

After Chen Mo tore off the notice, his expression returned to seriousness, and he said melancholy: "Even if it is a sea of ​​swords and fire, for the tens of thousands of people in Jinyang Kingdom, I will fight for it, what about you?"

"I'll accompany you!"

Zhao Min'er looked at Chen Mo firmly.

After their eyes met for a moment, the atmosphere was a little subtle, and then Zhao Min'er slowly closed her eyes, approaching Chen Mo who instinctively wanted to get closer, but she seemed to be affected by the role she was playing, and said with an upright voice: "Let's go. "

"Ah, oh!"

As Chen Mo walked, he scratched his thighs and sighed in his heart.

…

This time Chen Mo came to a valley outside Jinyang City.

In less than half an hour, more than a dozen people came to the city, most of them acquaintances. Then Chen Mo noticed a Yushu Linfeng guy walking among these people and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Are you a traveler?"

"Exactly."

Chen Mo didn't say much. Nie Yuanfeng held the sword in his fists and said, "Nie Yuanfeng of the Golden Sword Hall of the Nanhai Sword Sect is here to ask for your sword skills."

After hearing that the other party was from Jinjiantang, Chen Mo was a little disappointed.

Compared with the waiting class of true disciples, although it has a certain influence within the Nanhai Sword Sect, Chen Mo is still not qualified to use it to understand the sword's meaning and increase the reward.

"Hmph, you are not a true disciple of the Nanhai Sword Sect, I guess..."

Before Chen Mo finished speaking, Nie Yuanfeng, who was gentle and gentle one moment, showed his sharp edge the next moment, pointing directly at Chen Mo like a sword unsheathed.

"First humiliate the Nanhai Sword Sect, and then detain the disciples of the Sihai Hall. You are a bold thief, come and die!!"

In Chen Mo's eyes, Nie Yuanfeng's figure split into two and rushed towards him.

This is not a simple sword light clone, but a special skill formed through the sword's momentum, similar to Chen Mo's ancient evil supernatural power. Even if he activates his spiritual mind, he cannot see through the reality for a while.

but.

Although this person is much stronger than Liao Fuqing, he still seems to be at the level of a mini-boss. At best, he can only be regarded as a mutated mini-boss. Although it is a bit tricky to deal with him only with swordsmanship, it only takes a little effort.

"drink!"

With the blessing of high speed attributes, high-intensity basic movement skills, and basic jumping, Chen Mo's figure was like a dragonfly dodging Nie Yuanfeng's strong blow. Yuanfeng didn't know what kind of movement skills he had used, and the two figures turned into afterimages, and his speed increased a lot.

Seeing that his sword energy failed to break the opponent's clone, Chen Mo continued to retreat while launching Jiuzhen Sword Technique.

Under the twenty-seven sword energies, the expressions of Nie Yuanfeng's two figures suddenly changed at the same time, showing shock.

bite! bite! bite! bite! bite……

After just a moment, one of the figures was blown away by the dense sword energy. The other figure swung his sword with all his strength. As the sword energy was resolved by him one by one, Nie Yuanfeng's face did not show any joy. He had clearly understood He felt the bottomless terrifying sword intent of the opponent.

The intensity of each opponent's sword energy requires him to fight with all his strength.

And the opponent was able to display such terrifying sword skills with just a wave of his hand. This was a strength that he could not achieve in any case.

Just as Nie Yuanfeng's heart was turning upside down.

Chen Mo saw that he had distinguished the opponent's true form, and immediately stepped forward with his sword. One man and one sword, like mist and rain on the river, his breath was steady, like the rich mountains. In Nie Yuanfeng's eyes, he was invulnerable. The opponent's figure was still more than 20 years old. A few meters away, he felt that he had been pointed directly at his throat by the opponent's sword.

"How is this possible?"

As a swordsman from the Golden Sword Hall who had participated in the True Disciple Competition, Nie Yuanfeng could almost confirm that the opponent had indeed mastered the sword's intention, and he had mastered it deeply, not in a general way.

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Even Elder Ling, who was secretly watching the battle in the distance, narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment.

Nie Yuanfeng, who was aware of the opponent's terrifying strength, immediately launched his pressure-pressing skills. First, he used a move of three immortals to open the way, and three sword qi burst out of the sword. One sword qi focused on fierceness, one sword qi focused on concealment, and one sword qi focused on The Qi Lord stabbed suddenly with a mysterious trajectory, followed by a move ten meters away. Nie Yuanfeng actually grasped the sword with a dagger behind his back, and an astonishing sword Qi shot out, pointing directly at Chen Mo.

The combination of these two moves has allowed Nie Yuanfeng to turn defeat into victory several times when facing strong enemies. It is his trump card.

However, he saw that after sweeping the sword in Chen Mo's hand as if it was as light as a heavy one, it easily interfered with the trajectory of the strong sword energy of the Three Immortals, causing them to intersect with the concealment and thrusting sword energy and then annihilate them one after another, easily dismantled like four or two pounds of weight. After mastering this skill, he immediately launched Shunpo Storm like a prophet. His body only moved half a meter, and after staggering the sword energy trajectory of ten meters, under Nie Yuanfeng's dull and shocked eyes, he walked towards him slowly but really quickly. Come.

At this moment, Nie Yuanfeng felt as if he had encountered a natural enemy, his whole body was cold and his blood was solidified.

If the initial confidence comes from arrogance, then the fear at this moment comes from cognition.

Just as Chen Mo was getting closer and closer to Nie Yuanfeng.

Crackling!

A thunderbolt struck from the clear sky. Chen Mo, who was originally confident, suddenly changed his face. He saw a blue-purple thunder falling from the sky. Although he jumped back in time to avoid the main damage, he still suffered a lot of pain and let out A muffled groan.

He looked up at the sky and saw nothing.

It wasn't until he turned around that he found a man who looked somewhat familiar, holding a sword with an astonishing aura, standing in front of Nie Yuanfeng, looking at him indifferently.

Lei Lin Sword?

In just a moment, Chen Mo reacted.

As the first spiritual weapon he saw in his life, he would naturally not forget this sword from the Sword Forging Villa in the World of Sword Tomb.

Now that Lei Lin Sword has appeared in this world, needless to say, this person must be Ling Tianxiao, the son of Ling Wukui of the Wild Sword Sect and the original owner of Sword Making Villa.

In order to find a sword master for Ling Tianxiao, Ling Wukui planned to use this Lei Lin Sword as a apprenticeship ceremony and held a conference. Since no one was willing to show up, Ling Tianxiao finally recognized the master and immediately forged the sword. The villa then called on the participating swordsmen to follow in the footsteps of the peerless sword god and go to the world of golden spirits to slay demons.

All kinds of thoughts flashed by.

Chen Mo, who was stunned for a moment, shouted loudly and said with tears in his eyes: "Young Master!"

Not only Ling Tianxiao was stunned when he heard this, but even Zhao Min'er, who was originally hiding, showed up and rushed out after seeing something bad happened to Chen Mo.

Liao Fuqing, Li Mushun, Lan Bao, Zhang Cuicui and others naturally showed great joy when they saw Zhao Miner.

"Junior sister Zhao!"

"Min'er..."

Ling Tianxiao ignored Zhao Min'er in the distance, but frowned and glanced at Chen Mo.

"Who are you and how do you know me?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said calmly: "I was just a nobody back then. Because of the grand event held by Master Ling to worship the sword and recognize the master, I was fortunate enough to witness the whole process from the outside. After the young master surrendered the Lei Lin Sword, he sincerely invited the world The swordsman follows the peerless swordsman to slay demons, and it took me more than a year to get to the South China Sea..."

Chen Mo's words were both true and false, and Ling Tianxiao's eyes gradually became gentle.

"Later, I lived in the Northern Territory. I followed your teachings to slay demons and demons, and at the same time I understood the meaning of the sword and practiced swordsmanship. As time passed, I kept hoping that the Nanhai Sword Sect could attack me and liberate all people, but... …”

at the same time.

Liao Fuqing, Li Mushun, Lan Bao, Zhang Cuicui, and Zhao Miner also came over.

Zhao Min'er said excitedly: "Everything he said is true. He has never hurt me. He just wants to use himself as bait to do his best to save the people of this country. He is afraid that he will do anything to me." Nanhai Jianzong is completely disappointed, and he is also completely disappointed!”

Zhao Min'er's assist made Ling Tianxiao seem to feel something in his heart.

After taking a deep breath, he slowly put away the Thunder Lin Sword, seeming to recall the past when he followed his father and the peerless sword god to this world.

"We've been trapped here for so many years, have you been waiting?"

"Yes."

Chen Mo's words made Ling Tianxiao turn his head and walk towards Jinyang City.

"Follow me."

Compared with the young village owner in Chen Mo's impression, Ling Tianxiao is obviously much more mature and calm now.

There was ruthlessness in his eyes, and his whole person was like a piece of thousand-year-old ice, and he seemed to be hiding a violent and violent thunder. He had obviously experienced a lot in these years, and he no longer had the youthful and energetic youth that he once had.

"yes."

Chen Mo felt anxious and hurriedly followed.

The others looked at each other in confusion, keeping up with the two of them while constantly confirming with Zhao Min'er.