Chapter 964： Heavenly Sword Essence

Tang Jing looked at Feng Wujiang meaningfully, and said deliberately, "Feng Wujiang, aren't you the master of Jianzong, a master of swordsmanship? Don't you know my Lingyin swordsmanship?"

This is salt to the wound.

The corners of Feng Wujiang's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Tang Jing wishing to tear him apart.

Tang Jing was not afraid, straightened his waist and faced Feng Wujiang.

The murmurs in the crowd grew louder.

"Feng Wujiang is not as powerful as the legend, there are swordsmanship that he does not know in this world."

"This Lingyin swordsmanship was taught by Yu Mo. It seems that Yu Mo is not useless."

The eyes of everyone looking at Yu Mo have undergone a subtle change.

How could Feng Wujiang allow this situation to spread, he sneered disdainfully: "It's a mystery, how can this Lingyin swordsmanship be taught by Yu Mo, Tang Jing, you put this name on him, isn't it you? It's the usual trick, lift Yu Mo high."

Tang Jing pouted and said, "Believe it or not."

Then, he looked around for a week and shouted to everyone, "Don't just listen to him, think about it for yourself, don't be sold and help people count money."

The crowd fell silent, and it seemed that someone was really thinking.

Feng Wujiang was furious, cut off his drink, interrupted everyone's thoughts, and said aggressively: "Yu Mo, don't mess around here, can this fat man win to show your strength? Ridiculous!"

Yu Mo said lightly: "Then don't hide it, do you want to end the game and fight me?"

After hearing this, the crowd immediately became excited, their eyes widened, and they were looking forward to it.

Feng Wujiang has a panoramic view of everyone's thoughts, how can he do what they want, he holds his own identity, and he will never end the game.

After all, he is the leader of the faction.

But Yu Mo cannot be allowed to continue to be arrogant, otherwise, the situation will definitely change.

"My second disciple will challenge you this time." After Feng Wujiang finished speaking, one person came out from the crowd. This person was like a bamboo pole.

"Wow, the iron bone sword is about to be shot."

Exclamations broke out from the crowd.

The name of this person is hardly known to outsiders. He is famous for the Iron Bone Sword in his hand, so people give him the nickname Iron Bone Sword, and the world calls him by the Iron Bone Sword.

If a person can make such a name, there must be a certain excellence.

Yu Mo knew it in his chest, stared straight at the other party, and said, "Iron Bone Sword, then let me see your swordsmanship."

Zheng!

The sound of a long sword being unsheathed suddenly sounded, and a strange long sword was drawn from his back.

This long sword imitates the shape of a bone, and the hilt is inlaid with a piece of polished white bone, and the sword body is like a human bone. Although it is made of metal, it is not a real human bone, but it still gives a gloomy feeling.

"It's interesting." Yu Mo looked up and down at the other party.

The Iron Bone Sword stared at Yu Mo. His tall and thin body was like a moving bone. He approached Yu Mo little by little and said murderously, "You abolish my senior brother and junior sister, and I want to avenge them."

Yu Mo chuckled: "If you really want revenge, then you should find someone else."

The iron bone sword didn't give Yu Mo a chance to speak again. The long sword drew a spark on the ground and made a harsh sound. The next second, the long sword stabbed at Yu Mo with a deadly breath.

The sword light flashed, and the blood blade appeared. No one saw how the blood blade appeared, as if it appeared out of thin air.

This hand alone was an eye-opener, and a group of people's eyes lit up and their hearts were amazed.

Swish!

The blood blade rose, and there were many sword lights in the air, ping ping pong pong, and countless sparks collided with the iron bone sword in mid-air.

"What kind of swordsmanship do you think Yu Mo uses?"

Someone saw the clue and shouted incredible.

"Isn't that Tianxing swordsmanship?"

Yu Mo was not in a hurry to use his robbery sword, he used the robbery sword to deal with an iron-bone sword, which is a bull's knife for killing chickens.

He is now learning and selling, and directly uses the Skywalking swordsmanship.

Yan Qiude saw this scene, his face was ashen, his teeth were clenched, and his fists were crushed.

"His Tianxing swordsmanship is so powerful, it seems to be no less than Sect Master Yan."

"What kind of eyes do you have? Look carefully, his Tianxing swordsmanship is clearly more powerful than that of Sect Master Yan."

"Ah, how is this possible? Isn't the Tianxing swordsmanship a unique skill of the Tianxing sword school? How could Yu Mo know that?"

The discussion came one after another, and everyone was shocked by this scene.

It is a blatant slap in the face that an outsider is even better than the head of the Tianxing swordsmanship.

Yan Qiude was trembling all over, and he really wanted to rush up with his sword.

Yesterday, he and Feng Wujiang analyzed and believed that his defeat by Yu Mojian was just an accidental situation.

As long as the words and morals are prepared, and we go all out, we will never repeat the same mistakes.

At this moment, Yan Qiude looked at Yu Mo's swordsmanship, and was angry and heartbroken, because he found that he could not find any flaws in Yu Mo's swordsmanship.

He is very familiar with the Tianxing swordsmanship, and even the flaws in the swordsmanship.

But after seeing Yu Mo's swordsmanship, he found that these flaws were gone.

Yu Mo actually filled the gap.

puff!

Yan Qiude really almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This was something he could never dream of, but an outsider managed to do it.

He scratched his head and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Yu Mo noticed Yan Qiude's appearance, and deliberately provoked: "Yan Qiude, who is more powerful in your Tianxing swordsmanship?"

Yan Qiude snorted and said nothing.

"Hehe, I'm sorry to say, in fact, the power of Tianxing swordsmanship is not weak, but it fell into your hands, which made the pearl dusty. Today, I will show you the true power of Tianxing swordsmanship."

Whoa!

The sword light filled the sky, the main hall was completely filled with sword light, and many people subconsciously retreated, avoiding the range of the sword light that they dared not stand.

"Tianxingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement. The terrain is kun, and the gentleman carries things with great virtue. This is the true essence of Tianxing swordsmanship." Yu Mo's voice was like a bell, deafening.

"Words of virtue, you have practiced the swordsmanship of the sky all your life, but you have not penetrated the essence of it, so there are flaws in your swordsmanship. It can exert the true power of Tianxing swordsmanship."

"Words of virtue, your name actually says it all, for virtue, once you truly seek virtue, then your swordsmanship will naturally become great. It's a pity that you and Feng Wujiang are in the same breath, and there is no virtue. When the swordsmanship falls into your hands, it is simply a waste of time!"

Yu Mo's words were loud, like a series of thunderous words and urges for morality. He has been cultivating the swordsmanship of the sky all his life, but he has not realized this at all.

In addition, his name had such a profound meaning, he couldn't help remembering what his father had taught him, and the meaning was almost the same as what Yu Mo said.

He didn't listen at all, so he made a mistake all the time.

Suddenly, he raised his head, looked at Yu Mo in horror, and asked in a trembling voice, "How do you know all this?"