People in Xingtie are good at hugging thighs

Looking at Yan Qing's expression, after a little thought, Mo Se already had some guesses in his mind.

Good man, you still want me?

No wonder Jing Yuan is such a headache! This kid is really bold!

I was just wondering what intensity I should use so as not to make you cry out loudly!

"Okay! In that case..."

【Violent feet! 】

With a low shout, Moser's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

As a series of sonic booms sounded, in just a moment, Yan Qing felt a strong wind blowing around him.

"not good!"

Yan Qing's face turned serious, and realizing that he had underestimated his enemy, he quickly pulled back his right hand that was on the hilt of the sword.

However, before Yan Qing could completely pull the sword out of the sheath.

【Break the sheath! 】

As Moser's figure suddenly appeared in front of Yan Qing, an extremely sharp sword finger had already pointed at Yan Qing's throat.

"Little boy, you lose!"

With a chuckle, seeing Yan Qing's extremely ugly face, Mo Se retracted his sword, and then turned around and hit Yan Qing on the head with great force.

"Hmm~"

He covered his head in pain and jumped on the spot for a long time. When Yan Qing looked at Mo Se again with an unwilling look,

But I found that at some point, this thing had returned to its original position quietly.

He hooked his finger at Yan Qing again, and a scornful smile appeared on the corner of Mo Se's mouth.

"Boy, you can attack me with all your strength now!"

"Oh! By the way, if I catch you next time, I won't just hit you on the head!"

"If you're bored anymore, I'll take off my pants and spank you~"

Yan Qing: “!!!”

Hearing this, his whole body trembled violently and Yan Qing clenched his teeth.

I don’t know if he was scared by Mercer’s threat or if he really thought Mercer was very strong.

Then, his aura became stronger, and he slapped the sword bag on his waist with force. Six flying swords then flew up in a very mysterious formation.

"In that case, Mr. Mo, then Yan Qing has no choice but to offend!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qing gathered his strength in horse stance and pointed the long sword in his hand into the distance.

Then the six flying swords surrounding his body began to shoot towards Mercer in a fan-shaped periodic array.

This move is exactly Yan Qing's most proud sword skill, [Remote Strike Three Feet of Water]

At this moment, on the other side of the training ground, facing Yan Qing's offensive, Mo Se strangely did not make any move.

He just silently raised his armored helmet, stood there, and motionlessly welcomed the baptism of the flying sword.

Ding Ding Ding ~

The sudden attacks like a rainstorm continuously hit Mercer's power armor, producing waves of pleasant notes.

"If you take a combat skill head-on, the armor will be damaged by about 30%!"

After collecting the data, Moser nodded, and then he started to move.

He clasped his hands together, and a red light suddenly appeared around him, along with a powerful suction force coming from inside Moser's body.

The flying sword that was originally attacking Mercer's chest armor was instantly firmly sucked into Mercer's hand.

Danglanglang~

Moser casually threw the six long swords in his hand back in front of Yan Qing and made a patting gesture towards him.

"Boy, this trick of yours is really good! Do you have any more powerful tricks?"

"If not, your butt will be in trouble."

"Uh~"

Listening to Moser's words, Yan Qing's face darkened slightly.

He ignored Moser's dirty talk and recalled that the man in front of him knew when to stop and would not fight back.

At this moment, in addition to being shocked by Moser's strange moves, Yan Qing felt more grateful to Jing Yuan.

As expected, the general is worthy of being the general, he is really able to predict the future!

Knowing that my swordsmanship had reached a bottleneck recently, I specially invited such a master from outside to teach me some moves.

Woo woo woo~ Don't worry, General, I will try my best.

With a look of emotion, Yan Qing picked up the flying swords one by one from the ground, and his pretty face became even more tense at this moment.

According to the feedback from the flying sword, Mr. Mo's armor can only withstand two or three more rounds of my attacks before it breaks.

In this case, we must not make any more meaningless attempts. Let's try my latest killer move!

Yan Qing once again respectfully performed the sword salute to Mo Se, with the corners of his lips slightly curved.

Afterwards, he was seen standing in horse stance again to gather strength, taking out the long sword in his hand and circling it around him, and then recalling the flying sword to rapidly rotate around him.

One became two, two became three, as the flying swords spun faster and faster, until finally, even Yan Qing himself could no longer count how many swords there were in total.

"Mr. Mo, be careful!"

With a whistle, Yan Qing stepped on the flying sword and flew into the air. Together with the flying swords around him, they left magical traces in the air.

Under Yan Qing's command, these flying swords surrounded Moser like antelope hanging on horns, flying around, leaving no trace at all.

Then, in a blind spot, many flying swords suddenly gathered together, turning into a long river of sword energy, and began to rush towards Moser's lower back.

It's sizzling!

There was a crisp cutting sound, and there was almost no decent resistance.

In just a moment, Mercer's A-grade power inner armor was cut open by Yan Qing's flying sword like the first snow melting.

Then, he left a big cut on Mercer's waist!

"Sigh~"

Mo Se, who was holding his kidney and taking a powerful attack from Yan Qing, then started to complain to Yan Qing with a stern face.

"You really have no moral principles! How can you chop someone's waist?"

"Mr. Mo!"

Hearing this, Yan Qing retracted his flying sword somewhat awkwardly and wanted to tear off his belt to bandage Mo Se.

"Stop tearing my clothes, I'm fine!"

After glaring at Yan Qing in annoyance, Mo Se then looked at Yan Qing in astonishment.

He lifted up the flesh on both sides of the wound, which had not even a drop of blood flowing out, and then pressed it together with force, and the wound instantly recovered.

Yan Qing: “…”

To be honest, what kind of person is this Mr. Mo? Yan Qing, who is familiar with the secret teachings of the King of Medicine, has chopped down many people, but this is the first time he has seen such a miraculous recovery method.

"Okay, stop standing there. The basic tests are complete. Now I'm going to get serious."

He waved his hand to bring Yan Qing back to his senses, and the smile on Moser's face gradually became abnormal.

"Get ready to be beaten, kid~"