Novel: Why does the chef cut against people in the middle of the night? The sword-wielding guy was no match for the chef with the spoon

At night, the True Martial Sect was extremely silent, and all the disciples were silently meditating and practicing, striving to enter a higher and deeper realm.

In front of a cliff outside the mountain gate, the two outer gate disciples were fighting fiercely.

One disciple, the Imperial Envoy Sword, kept waiting for an opportunity to attack beside another disciple, and the fist in his hand was not idle, and the fist of the dragon groaning and tiger kept exploding on the other disciple.

Wang Mo was confused by Liu Heng's two-pronged approach, the large spoon in his hand kept resisting the sneak attack of Liu Heng's sword, and the other hand could only harden the fist that came from the bombardment, and for a while he had no ability to fight back.

"Aren't you pretty good at fighting?" You're fighting back!" ”

While attacking Wang Mo, Liu Heng kept taunting in his mouth: "I thought you had a lot of ability, and even the light of the grain of rice dared to compete with Haoyue!" ”

This was the first time that Wang Mo had formally confronted someone, ignoring Liu Heng's sneers, and Wang Mo was only intently facing Liu Heng's attack.

Gradually, Wang Mo adapted to the rhythm of Liu Heng's attack, not only blocked the attack as much as possible, but even felt that there was still room to attack Liu Heng with his backhand.

However, Wang Mo suppressed his willingness to fight back, and only silently endured Liu Heng's continuous attacks!

This year's head is not much different in strength, there is no blood sea of deep enemies where to go to find, do not take this opportunity to practice how to fight the enemy, in the future encounter the real enemy themselves what to do!

Wang Mo, while pretending to be struggling to block Liu Heng's attack, shouted in his mouth: "I can't hold on, you still won't accept it?" ”

Liu Heng saw that Wang Mo was already exhausted, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed, and the attack in his hand was even more fierce!

"Ah! You hit me in the hand! ”

"Ahhh! My hands are cramping! ”

"Aaaah! I can't stand on my feet! ”

"Aaaah! I'm about to throw up! ”

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"Don't bark, damn it, what's your name, shut up!" Liu Heng was annoyed by Wang Mo's shouting, after playing for so long, Wang Mo was more and more mental, the shouting became more and more loud, but he was more and more tired, Wang Mo was not tired of vomiting, but Liu Heng himself felt that he was about to vomit!

"Master, you go on, I'm really tired and bored!"

Wang Mo looked at Liu Heng, who was constantly gasping for breath, and said, "Or will you take a break first?" Wait for the breath to ease up, let's continue to fight? ”

"You, you shameless!" Liu Heng gradually returned to his taste at this time, this boy was purely using himself as a whetstone, using himself to feed him!

Liu Heng was panting, seeing that the more Wang Mo said the more happy, the more he was depressed, with his cultivation of the third layer of concentrated qi, he had already taken out the strength to eat milk, but the other party was like being beaten with chicken blood, and the more he fought, the more vigorous he became.

"Fool people too much!" Liu Heng roared angrily, his eyes widened in anger, he gritted his teeth, his hands were squeezed, the sword glaucoma around him was magnificent, and the spirit pressure was released in an instant, and Wang Mo who pressed it was almost out of breath.

"Go and die!"

Liu Heng pointed at Wang Mo, and the sword light turned, shooting at Wang Mo's chest like an arrow off the string.

"Good to be here!"

Wang Mo did not dodge either, and the spirit power was poured into the rice spoon, and he crashed into the sword head-on.

"This rice spoon can even knock out Xiao Jiu's teeth, and I'm afraid that you won't be able to make this magic weapon!"

With a thud, the sword directly collided with the rice spoon, and the two imperial forces did not give way to each other, and the two weapons were dead entangled together.

The two did not give way to each other, and the stalemate lasted for most of the day, and no one could help anyone! Wang Mo's heart moved, the spirit rune in his body flashed rapidly, and a strange force was transmitted to the rice spoon.

Liu Heng of the Imperial Envoy Sword only felt that a suction force flashed from the sword, as if he had lost something important, his mind was confused, the sword light weakened a few points, and the sword light was suppressed by Wang Mo's rice spoon and fell into the downwind.

Liu Heng was just about to turn the situation around again, but he overheard a click, and a crack arose from the sword, and in Liu Heng's unbelievable eyes, his sword instantly broke into two pieces.

"My Frost Sword!" Poof..."

Liu Heng, whose magic weapon was destroyed, was immediately repulsed, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of Liu Heng's mouth, instantly losing the strength to fight again.

Wang Mo was willing to let go of this opportunity to beat the falling water dog, and the emperor was about to hit Liu Heng with a big rice spoon.

This guy chased himself all night, and now it's your turn to be unlucky!

A sharp sword light shot out from the bamboo forest not far away, and the sword light pointed directly at Wang Mo's shoulder, Wang Mo had no choice but to turn around and save himself, and the sword was blocked by the rice spoon with a clang.

"Which master brother is here, Wang Mo has lost his way!" This sword light was not very aggressive, and it was obvious that it was intended to protect Liu Heng, and Wang Mo gave a salute with both hands in the direction where the sword was shot.

"Since Master Wang has already won, don't be unforgiving, and please let Liu Heng ride a horse, and I am very grateful!"

A young man dressed in purple slowly stepped out of the bamboo forest, and Wang Mo, who had a starry eyebrow and a sword-eyed and a charming look, shook his head secretly.

"He looks pretty handsome, just a little worse than me!" Alas, too handsome is also lonely! ”

"Dare to ask this master brother with a high surname and a big name?"

"Under the sword world!"

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The shadow of the famous tree of man, the famous head of the outer gate sword world, Wang Mo, still heard of it, but this sword world looked gentle and elegant, but somehow, Wang Mo always had a trace of strangeness on his sword world, making him feel extremely disgusted.

Sword Tianxia looked at Wang Mo, whose eyebrows were gradually wrinkled, and his heart was not happy, so he did not give face to someone he still encountered for the first time.

"Master Wang won't give brother a thin noodle?"

Wang Mo was just about to open his mouth when he heard Wang Fatzi's voice come from the side: "Sword World, your face is not good in our room!" ”

"Who is my Tao, it turned out to be Brother Wang!"

The Sword World looked at the obscene Wang Fat Zi with some jealousy. To say that wang fatzi is undoubtedly the most mysterious person in the entire outer door, obviously his own strength is superior, but he refuses to enter the inner door in the outer door.

"Liu Heng disregarded the feelings of the same door, the laws of the sect gate, and attacked my brother at night, do you still want to save him?" Wang Yuefeng looked at the sword world with a wary face and said indifferently, "But if there is a suitable compensation, I think Master Wang is not unable to forget this matter tonight, you say yes, Little Master Brother!" ”

As soon as Wang Mo heard Wang Fatzi's words, his eyes narrowed suddenly: "That's for sure, I used up four bottles of Dan Medicine just to hide from him tonight, and I also broke three pairs of shoes, and shed so much blood... This compensation cannot be less!" ”

"You, you bullshit!" When Liu Heng heard Wang Mo say this, he was immediately anxious, if he lost so much compensation, then his cultivation would be a problem in the future.

Sword Tianxia didn't care at all, threw out a storage bag and threw it to Wang Mo, and turned away with Liu Heng.

"In the future, if you have the opportunity, welcome Master Wang to my Hermitage As a guest!"