Multiverse Dimensional Shop

Lu Xiaofeng's world.

Due to the time flow problem in different worlds, when Zhao Chen returned to the Dimension Store, this world was already approaching the evening of the second day.

The setting sun reflects on the mountains, and the rays of light tilt towards the mountains.

In just a moment, the remaining scene of the sunset disappeared under the watchful eyes of several families, leaving only a full moon hanging in the sky.

Time is still passing by, and the cold moonlight is falling along with the stars.

After all, it was an ancient world without too much pollution. This night view was really beautiful, but for the two people in the Hall of Supreme Harmony and the many experts watching around, this night view was not very attractive.

On the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Jinluan Hall where hundreds of officials go to court every day, the two who have advanced to the finals are already standing on it.

Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren are dressed in simple Taoist robes, and the spirit of immortality and Taoism naturally exudes, making him look like a fairy, aloof from other things.

Opposite him, the Jiujianxian was a bit more carefree and carefree. Perhaps his cultivation had fully recovered and there was no longer any need to suppress him, while Mo Yixi indulged his inner strength a lot.

In other words, he has returned to his previous state of indulgence.

After the semi-finals, he directly led his young apprentice Li Xiaoyao to have a drink with Hongmao and the other Seven Heroes.

And when he was halfway through drinking, Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Zhaixing, Feng Qingyang, who also had the potential to be drunkards, and Li Banxian, a real drunkard, also came over.

It can be said that everyone had a very comfortable drinking together, and everyone was drunk and unconscious except for Li Banxian, who was drunk even if he was not drunk.

If it weren't for the automatic reminder when the game time was approaching, I'm afraid Jiujianxian might have missed the finals.

Even though he had used his true energy to force out most of the alcohol smell, and after a night and a day, he was still drunk at this time. If it weren't for his advanced cultivation, he would have been afraid that the smooth mirror-like roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony would be You can fall down even if you go up.

"After these days, everyone is so familiar with each other, otherwise we can just fight each other casually." Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Mo Yixi spoke with a bit more teasing meaning.

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said with a smile: "As you get used to it, you still have to do what you have to do with all your heart. Pindao really wants to see Taoist friend Mo's sword-controlling skills and the power of the Dionysian Curse." "

Mo Yixi just said it casually, but that was not what he had in mind, and Zhang Sanfeng's words also satisfied his wishes.

Facing Master Zhang who was able to take on Li Banxian's three extremely powerful sword skills, he also aroused fighting spirit at this moment, and the long sword carried behind him seemed to understand his thoughts.

The sound of swords was heard in the sky, and the sword behind Mo Yixi flew out directly. Under the stimulation of hand skills and zhenqi, it instantly turned into a stream of light and attacked Zhang Sanfeng.

"Since Master Zhang is interested, it would be disrespectful for me to refuse. Today I will use what I have learned throughout my life to win, and I also asked Master Zhang for advice!"

Mo Yixi's drunken voice came together with the sound of the long sword slashing the air, causing Zhang Sanfeng's expression to change slightly.

This method of controlling the sword was somewhat beyond his expectation, especially at such a speed. If it is a magical weapon, coupled with the rapidity of the attack and the unprepared attack on the enemy, I am afraid that no matter how high the cultivation level is, he will suffer a hidden loss. .

Of course, this is just his current thinking. When he truly embarks on the path of cultivating immortality in the future, when he thinks back on what happened today, he will naturally laugh at himself for thinking too much.

But now, Mo Yixi's sword control skills really made it difficult for him to deal with it.

Different from the previous shots that retreated with one blow, this time the flying sword kept flying in the air under the changing gestures and sword techniques in Mo Yixi's hand. The passing bursts of light stirred up extremely sharp sword energy. At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's whole body was surrounded by the sword energy.

Not only the sword energy, but also Mo Yixi's flying sword is waiting for an opportunity to move, looking for an opportunity to launch a fatal blow to Zhang Sanfeng!

With a breath of turbid breath, Zhang Sanfeng took a step forward. The Tai Chi figure instantly spread out under his feet, and his arms were raised from his waist, as if they were brushing against the water, but with such a gentle movement.

The surrounding sword energy mixed with the strong wind gradually turned into an air ball in his hand. Both the sword energy and the strong wind settled down in this head-sized air ball.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng turned his right hand, and the original clockwise rotation was reversed. The air mass in his hands suddenly stagnated, and then exploded out. The target was Mo Yixi and the flying sword that appeared as the sword energy dissipated!

Boom!

The broken air made a huge sound, and facing the counterattack, Mo Yixi turned the sword finger of his right hand and called the flying sword back into his hand. Then the true energy burst out through the meridians of the whole body, competing with it with the sharp sword energy.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and Mo Yixi took a step back to release the momentum, while Zhang Sanfeng slowly lowered his arms and said with a smile: "Pindao has a deeper understanding of boxing than swordsmanship."

"In that case, I would like to ask Master Zhang to give me some advice on this Ten Thousand Swords Technique!" The Jiujianxian didn't care. He took out the wine gourd and took a sip. For him, the more drunk he is, the more power he can exert. .

The next moment, sword energy turned into rain and fell from the sky, covering the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

When Zhang Sanfeng saw this, the smile on his face remained unchanged. He stretched out his hand to make the Tai Chi move under his feet. It seemed to be closed, forming a world of its own. The move of the three swords of the Immortal Sect that blocked Li Banxian appeared again.

Although Jiujianxian had recovered all his cultivation at this time and was attacking with all his strength, Zhang Sanfeng was about the same. Under such circumstances, his move Ten Thousand Swords Technique was naturally in vain.

"Sword Controlling Technique, Ten Thousand Sword Techniques, and the next step must be Taoist Brother's Dionysian Curse."

After receiving the Wan Jian Jue, Zhang Sanfeng waved his sleeve with his right hand. As soon as the aura around his body dispersed, the movement of Tai Chi stopped.

However, although he was fine, the building under his feet was in serious trouble. It was not too ugly. It had changed from the original roof to the current skylight, and there were dozens of them once they were opened.

Through these "skylights", the various scenes inside can be seen clearly, and the ground and pillars underneath have also been brutally damaged, making it unbearable to look directly at the pits and pits.

"Yes, the next step is naturally my Dionysian Curse. But this is different from before. Now that my cultivation has been fully restored, the Dionysian Curse will naturally have real power, because this book was created when I was in this state. Did Mr. Zhang have the trick planned out?"

Shaking the wine gourd in his hand, Mo Yixi inserted his sword into the roof behind him with his backhand, and then leaned on it.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, his face did not change and he said cheerfully: "Your cultivation has returned to its original state, and the same is naturally true for poor Taoists. Please do it!"

"good!"

Mo Yixi yelled, stretched out his hand and bent down, looked up to the sky and drank. The last bit of specially prepared wine in the wine gourd turned into a line of wine in the air and sank into his throat. He seemed to be filled with great pride.

The wine entered his throat, and before it fell into his stomach, it turned into wine vapor and dispersed into his meridians. Mixed with the aroma of wine, the true energy in Mo Yixi's body was like boiling magma, burning his meridians.

Because his cultivation was restricted before, when he cast the Dionysian Curse, his meridians could fully withstand the stimulation, but now he felt a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he was still 70% drunk at this time and was not too sensitive to pain, so it was not too painful.

The pain spread all over the body in an instant, and then disappeared, replaced by the sharp sword energy that reached to the sky!

"Take the move and drink!"

With a long roar, Mo Yixi raised his right hand high, pointed it into a sword, concentrated all his strength on one point, and struck down hard!

A sword that combined all of the Jiujianxian's true energy, thoughts, and essence fell suddenly.