Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 89

After changing to another cave, Mo Lin began to practice the earth-level martial art "Throat Locking Skill".

When practicing this set of exercises, Mo Lin finally encountered a problem.

"Throat Locking Skill" has special requirements on the strength of the body. Its essence lies in the three fingers. If there is no awakened eagle-claw-like martial soul, ordinary martial artists must first train their fingers until they are as hard as gold and iron to achieve what is required in martial arts. describe the effect.

The physical strength of Wuxiu in the Mountain Sea Continent is far stronger than that of the people on Earth, but no matter how strong they are, they are still mortal bodies. When fighting, they rely on the protective shield formed by soul energy and soul elements to dare to fight head-to-head with sharp weapons, and the throat lock technique requires pure physical strength. , which made Molin helpless.

"It's no wonder that Xia Houchao gave "Throat Locking Kungfu" as the first award in the Martial Arts Association. Who would practice hard qigong for a set of earth-level kungfu? It won't be effective overnight."

In Mo Lin's view, the cultivation method of Throat Locking Kungfu is no different from the one-finger meditation of hard qigong in the previous life. They are both exercises that need to endure great pain to complete. It is a real painstaking exercise. You have to practice every day, otherwise you will easily degenerate. There are countless ways to win in battle, and he will not waste time practicing this kind of martial skill.

After entering the realm of soul essence, with the support of soul essence, Tie Handprint finally stepped into the realm of great accomplishment from Xiaocheng.

At this time, Mo Lin slapped out his palm, not only the power of the palm print doubled, but also a little silver light appeared in the dark palm shadow, and there were two dark forces hidden behind the original force, one was stronger than the other.

If you cultivate to Dzogchen, the iron palm will turn into golden palm, and the dark energy will increase to eight ways, and the eight ways of energy will be smashed out like a mountain, unless the opponent knows the palm method Mo Lin uses in advance, otherwise they will be caught off guard, even if it is a third level The martial artist is also afraid that it will be difficult to deal with it.

Another ten days passed in a blink of an eye, Mo Lin walked out of the cave, and was about to go back to Shuangzijian to see if Tang Xiaobao had made any progress in refining medicine. As soon as he entered the valley entrance, he saw Mu Yao standing there aggressively.

"Ah, isn't this Miss Mu? Are you here to meet me?" Mo Lin greeted with a smile.

"Bah! Who do you think you are? You deserve to be greeted by this lady! As I said, if you come to Shuangzijian again, this lady will be rude to you. It seems that you are looking for a call." With a strong fighting spirit, as the aura bloomed, a purple soul ring suddenly appeared above the head.

"Eh? Soul Yuan Realm!"

Mo Lin's eyes widened slightly. No wonder this little girl dared to yell at him. It turned out that she had already been promoted to a first-level martial artist. The speed of her cultivation was indeed much faster than ordinary people. He remembered that when she left last year, she was only a ninth-level martial artist. .

"Hmph, be afraid!"

Seeing Mo Lin's reaction, Mu Yao was secretly proud. Since the last defeat, she has been silently forbearing, even endured the matter of being occupied by Mo Lin in the cave, just to enter the Soul Yuan Realm as soon as possible, so as to be ashamed .

Hard work pays off, after two months of painstaking practice, she finally succeeded in breaking the mirror, Gong Wuhun also underwent the awakening of her own life, and obtained a powerful martial spirit skill, she believed that if she met Mo Lin again, she would definitely give her He was a big surprise, and only then did he have the warning from the Unfeeling Sect.

Unexpectedly, this guy broke in again, and it was time for her to avenge her shame.

"Last year's debt, today I want to get back the principal with interest!" Mu Yao raised her chin and stared at Mo Lin with a condescending expression. This time she had the chance to win, so she was not in a hurry to make a move.

"It's all happened last year, why do you still remember?" Mo Lin smiled wryly, and waved his hands helplessly, "You are also the daughter of a general, why are you so narrow-minded? The three of us are together, isn't it? Is it? Stop messing around, I'm here to find Xiaobao, is he there?"

Mo Lin really didn't want to fight Mu Yao.

He also inquired about Mu Yao's identity after the two met for the first time last year.

Knowing that this chick has a strong background, she is a second-generation official, and her father is Mu Hongwu, the general of Jiuyouguan, the suzerain will call him senior brother when he sees him.

As for Mu Yao, she must have been spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, so she developed an arrogant and domineering personality.

Later, he practiced in Shuangzijian together, and after getting in touch with him more, he found that this girl was not as savage as he had imagined.

Zongmen women are already in a disadvantaged position. If they want to devote themselves to cultivation, apart from finding a strong backer, they must put on an indifference that rejects others thousands of miles away, otherwise all kinds of harassment will come endlessly, and they will not be able to treat lesbians. Mo Lin can still understand the difficulties.

"Who has been with you!" Mu Yao heard something wrong from Mo Lin's words, and she was furious immediately, "You bastard, you use your tongue everywhere, kneel down and apologize to Miss Ben, otherwise, I will Make your death ugly!"

While speaking, she had an exquisite red short bow in her hand. This short bow had a strange shape, and there were strange runes shining on the bow. It was not ordinary at first glance.

"This is a low-grade spiritual weapon sunset bow. The power of an arrow can exceed ten thousand catties. Let me see how you can block it!"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Yao stretched her arms back, took out an arrow from the quiver, put it on the bowstring, and stretched her arms hard, pulling the bow to the full moon. With a buzzing sound, the arrow pierced the sky, and in the distance was a huge boulder half a person's height. It exploded with a bang, and was shot by an arrow!
This is a demonstration.

Unfortunately, Mu Yao did not see the look of shock and fear in Mo Lin's eyes.

"That's right, low-grade spiritual artifacts are extraordinary. Have you played enough? I'm in a hurry to find Xiaobao." Mo Lin glanced at the broken stones in the distance, and walked towards one of the caves.

"You bastard!"

Encountering such a scoundrel, Mu Yao immediately became even more angry. She stretched out her hand again and took out an arrow. The soul essence in her body flowed out along her arm, poured into the arrow body, aimed at Mo Lin, and shot it out.

call out!
The Mo Lin people walked forward, but their attention was locked on Mu Yao. Seeing her suddenly draw the bow, her footsteps paused slightly, and the moment she let go of the bowstring, she took a sudden step forward. The sharp arrow wrapped in the package flew past his heart, pierced deeply into the rock not far away, and went straight into it.

Mu Yao was slightly taken aback, thinking that she was delusional. Although this arrow did not use any archery skills, the sunset bow itself has a bonus effect on speed, and the distance between the two was less than 50 meters, and they were actually dodged. how is this possible?

Mo Lin's face was calm, but he was secretly surprised. The most suitable stage for the owner of the bow and arrow martial soul is the battle between the two armies and the sneak attack and assassination. When there was no sound, the sharp arrow had already arrived, killing and killing people invisible, making it impossible to guard against.

"Good luck, then try this arrow again."

Furious, Mu Yao drew another sharp arrow and put it on the bowstring. Just as she was about to draw the bow, Mo Lin's voice sounded.

"Woman, it's really troublesome. If I don't give you some trouble, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

After speaking, Mo Lin turned around and walked towards Mu Yao.

(End of this chapter)