The moonlight shines on the silver waterfall falling on Qingping Mountain, and the white mist is like a veil on the girl's face, hiding a bit of shyness.

Under the starlight, the young man on the road stopped and admired the rare beauty of Qingping.

It has been almost a year since he entered Qingyunmen. He has seen peach blossoms bloom all over the mountain, seen the summer rain blowing on the eaves in the slanting wind, and seen the autumn leaves withered and dusty. Now, under the frosty winter night, the moon is so white,

The tinkling sound of running water is so refreshing.

That mountain and that waterfall.

A graceful figure passed by, and Gu Yusheng's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he was stunned in place.

The tsundere lolita he first met at the foot of Qingping Mountain, the unruly girl he met in the peach blossom forest.

Now, the boy saw the girl riding the waves, constantly turning over and leaping up in the waves of the waterfall. She was agile and graceful, as if she were a fairy, and the three-foot green edge in her hand rolled up the waves for several feet.

A genius in the eyes of sect disciples.

Behind the scenes, I also work hard and keep practicing upward.

Seeing this scene, Gu Yusheng's slightly green face showed a silly smile.

He just watched so quietly.

Untimely footsteps disrupted everything.

Gu Yusheng frowned slightly.

He clearly felt a dangerous aura approaching.

But the first one to appear was Chu Chen, the ninth prince of the Xuanlong Dynasty.

He waved his fan, tiptoed, appeared next to the waterfall falling into the abyss, and opened his fan with a swish.

"Miss Wanyun, you're polite."

Mo Wanyun, who was riding Nie Yunlang, turned around, glanced at Chu Chen indifferently, and ignored him.

Chu Chen's expression froze. He held the fan in his hand and jumped up into the air. He laughed wildly and said, "Miss Wan Yun, why are you hiding down here? Although you have outstanding talent, I am not bad either. Confucianism has a saying of "rising upwards".

Our Xuanlong Dynasty also has [Dragon Leaping into the Sea]. The beautiful scenery here only exists for you and me, what do you think?"

Mo Wanyun frowned slightly and suddenly shouted loudly: "Get out of the way!"

She stepped on the waterfall with her toes, soared in the air, and took advantage of the situation. The three-foot green blade in her hand drew an arc in the air. The sword light was like the shadow of the moon, and the mountains were shining!

Chu Chen's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "Miss Wanyun, do you want to compete with me? I'm afraid you are not my opponent yet!"

"ridiculous!"

Mo Wanyun's toes touched the water again, and the sword in his hand stabbed forward several times around his fingers.

Zhengzhengzheng!

A sharp sonorous sound suddenly sounded.

The calm waterfall suddenly stirred up waves several feet high.

The terrifying after-effects of power spread out in all directions. Before Chu Chen could react, he was knocked down by the rapids and fell into the waterfall in embarrassment.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Swish swish swish.

The two figures flew up together.

Before reaching the waterfall, a sword light suddenly flashed across the sky like a silver thread, and blood mist floated and was blown away by the wind of the mountain.

"ah!"

The screams were sudden.

I saw a man with a scar putting the sword on his shoulder again, his face full of amusement.

At this time, the remains of the two slaves fell to the ground, and the bloody smell filled the surroundings.

Chu Chen stood up from the water and was about to get angry, but when he saw the skinny old man and the scarred man who was full of murderous intent, his expression froze.

"Who are you?"

Chu Chen's voice was trembling.

What responded to him was the cold gaze of the old man: "Save this guy's life first, and the rest...will be killed without mercy!"

"Hey!"

The broad sword on the shoulder of the scarred man was straightened with one hand and chopped down in the air.

Everyone, including Lu Chen, quickly dodged. One person reacted a little slowly and was instantly cut into two pieces.

"Bold, do you know who we are!"

A sword slave shouted angrily.

Zheng.

The sword slave responded with another ruthless sword move.

Lu Chen was so frightened that his face turned pale and he hid behind a stone and shivered.

The thin old man on the side smiled ferociously and stared at Mo Wanyun with his eyes.

His body was filled with layers of bloody aura, and he actually went upstream along the waterfall.

Mo Wanyun raised his eyebrows, pointed his sword forward, and shouted: "Two clowns who can't even survive in the Blood Evil Sect have imitated others and started trading human lives!"

"Miss Mo, someone made an offer that I can't refuse!"

While Zangjing was speaking, his hand had already reached out from his sleeves, and his long whip was like a snake, going straight to Mo Wanyun's vitals.

Mo Wanyun bit his teeth lightly, and the tip of the sword in his hand became extremely bright under the moonlight. The waterfall hanging above turned into thousands of falling sword rains, like silk rain, falling like pearls!

It is exactly the sword move in Qingyun Sect's Yunshui Sword Technique - Chaoyu in Weicheng!

"Little tricks."

There was a trace of cruelty in Zangjing's eyes. The long whip in his hand was slow but urgent. It rolled like a snake spitting a message. Not only did it resist all the sword rain around his body, but it also attacked Mo Wanyun with residual power. He was two taller than him.

At a high level of cultivation, killing a person is not much different from raising your hand to crush an ant.

Mo Wanyun's face turned pale.

"Changing clouds and rain!"

At the critical moment, a familiar voice sounded in her ears.

Mo Wanyun practiced sword moves thousands of times and executed them smoothly.

The tip of the sword condensed into the clouds and appeared after destroying the city.

There was a hint of surprise in Zangjing's eyes, but it was just a little surprised. If he were in the same state and used such a sword move, he would have no choice but to retreat, but now, he has decided to kill.

The long whip in his hand turns into a sword, striking directly at the vital point.

In the rain curtain, a figure flew into the air with a sword, making no sound.

Throwing up the rain curtain at an extremely fast speed.

The young man who seemed to have fallen from the sky had a solemn look on his face.

The wooden sword in his hand pierced the opponent's back.

But as soon as the wooden sword reached three points, it was rebounded by a huge spiritual power.

The boy spat out a mouthful of blood, but stared at the girl.

"escape!"

Only then did he shout. As his figure fell, he raised a water dragon on his feet and rose up in the mist. He instantly appeared next to Mo Wanyun. He stretched out his hand and held her little hand tightly. The other hand held the sword.

Slashing forward, the falling waterfall seemed to be suddenly split into two by an invisible force.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The bloody spiritual energy on Zangjing's body fluctuated, and he shot out a palm in the air, causing the waterfall to rise upstream. He touched his back with his backhand, and his skinny palm was stained red!

He looked closely and saw that the person who attacked and killed him turned out to be a young man without a crown.

"How brave!"

There was residual sword energy fluctuation in the corner of Zangjing's eyes.

His eyelids twitched, and his whole body was instantly enveloped in evil aura.

"It turns out it's you, kid!"

Zangjing's eyes were bloodshot, and anger emerged from his body. He raised his hand, clenched it into a palm, and smacked the young man's path fiercely.

A bloody giant palm several meters in size rolled up waves that filled the sky.

Gu Yusheng's pupils shrank, and he would never forget those eyes.

Gu Yusheng's mind went blank. At this moment, he felt that the sky was about to collapse. Elder Ruan Ji that night turned out to be the old man in front of him.

Doesn't that mean that other disciples of Qingyun Sect may have been brutally murdered.
To be continued...