When he arrived at the cultivation department, Yan Yin inquired about Mo Xuan's news.
"This friend, do you know where Mo Xuan is now?" Yan Yin pulled a male student and asked.
"Who are you? Why are you looking for Mo Xuan? Who are you? What's your business to look for him?" A series of questions followed one after another.
Yan Yin glanced at the male student helplessly and said, "Do you know where he is?"
The male student said arrogantly, "I don't know, what's wrong?"
Yan Yin resisted the urge to slap him, laughed, turned around and asked another person.
After asking more than a dozen people, Yan Yin had no choice but to find out that no one knew about Mo Xuan.
At this moment, a crisp voice sounded in Yan Yin's ears, "Are you looking for Mo Xuan?"
Yan Yin turned around and saw a girl in purple looking at him with a smile. Yan Yin was stunned, and then said in surprise, "It's you, that time you helped me pass on it and found Fang Xue and the others. It's such a coincidence."
The woman in purple was the one who helped Yan Yin call Fang Xuelin Qing'er down that day. She smiled and said, "My name is Youruo, you can call me Sister Youruo."
Yan Yin said, "My name is Fang Yin, Hello Sister Youruo. You asked me if I were looking for Mo Xuan. Do you know where Mo Xuan is?"
The purple-clad girl Youruo nodded, "Well, I know. But, are you doing something to ask him?"
Yan Yin nodded and said, "Yes, there is something wrong. Sister Youruo, can you take me there?"
Youruo looked at Yan Yin for a while and said, "Are you a friend of Lingyun Peak today?"
Suddenly, Yan Yin said truthfully, "Yes, I want to return my friend's sword. Sister Youruo, how do you know the relationship between me and Ling Yunfeng?"
"This incident has caused a lot of controversy in the academy. Mo Xuan blatantly insulted the warrior and cut off Ling Yunfeng's left hand. Now many people are looking for him. And you, although you are known as the King of Power in the academy, compared with Mo Xuan, you are not his opponent now. So, for your own sake, I want to advise you not to look for him." Youruo said slowly, "Although I am also a cultivator, I do not support Mo Xuan's behavior. However, looking for him now is like asking for trouble."
Yan Yin knew that Youruo was for his own good, but he was not afraid of Mo Xuan. After all, he had fought against Zhuang Shu, the second-ranked school student, not to mention Mo Xuan!
"Sister Youruo, I know everything you said. Don't worry, I just want his sword back for my friend. That sword is something he never leaves, and it is very important. Now he is seriously injured and unconscious, and I ask me to return the sword. I cannot fail to fulfill his request. I will not have a head-on conflict with Mo Xuan. I will come this time, just want that sword." Yan Yin said seriously.
Youruo made a clue to Yan Yin for a moment, and finally sighed, "Okay! Then I'll take you to find him!"
"Thank you! Thank you!" Yan Yin bowed repeatedly.
Following Youruo, Yan Yin came to a very secluded forest. Before he could see anyone, he heard fierce quarrels.
"Mo Xuan, you are really too much. How can you treat a new student like this? You even cut off his left hand. Is this what a cultivator should do?" A cold shout with anger came into Yan Yin's ears.
The voice was very familiar. Yan Yin thought about it carefully and knew whose voice was.
"Hmph... Ye Qingchen, you don't need to worry about what I do. Who is Lingyun Peak? You actually care about him so much." In front of Ye Qingchen, a man in green with a cold expression looked at the bright and charming Ye Qingchen and said, "You know, you are a cultivator, not a warrior."
Ye Qingchen was wearing a white long dress, her slender figure and proud breasts were outlined very clearly. Her snow-white skin and flawless face, a pair of bright and charming eyes were looking at the man in blue with a hint of anger.
"Mo Xuan, even if I am a cultivator, we are also students of Southern Academy. There is no real hatred between cultivators and warriors. Don't use this as an excuse. It is a very hateful behavior for you to kill someone's arms. As for Ling Yunfeng, he is a friend of a friend of mine, and I have nothing to do with him." Ye Qingchen said in a cold voice.
The man in green was Mo Xuan. He carried a long sword on his back and quietly looked at Ye Qingchen in front of him, saying, "In the martial arts competition, life and death are free and destiny. Since he dared to compete on stage, he must be prepared that way. If his strength is not good, no one else's fault."
Ye Qingchen smiled angrily, "According to what you say, you have no responsibility."
"That's right!" Mo Xuan said coldly, "and everything I did was taken for granted."
When Yan Yin heard this, he wished he could rush over and kill Mo Xuan. If You Ruo hadn't captured him, he would have exploded long ago.
Ye Qingchen said, "It's funny, Ling Yunfeng has fallen to the ground, he has already lost. You cut off his left hand without giving up. Don't you know the importance of the left hand to a warrior?"
Mo Xuan said, "So what? Is it important or not, it doesn't matter to me. Also, I still have to practice now, please give yourself your own care." After that, he raised his sword and went aside to practice sword skills.
Ye Qingchen shook hands tightly, with a hint of breath on his face. Then he thought about the gap in strength between himself and Mo Xuan, so he had to turn around and leave angrily.
After Ye Qingchen left, Yan Yin and Youruo came out from the other side.
Mo Xuan seemed to continue practicing his sword skills when the two of them did not appear.
"Mo Xuan, I brought someone to see you. He wants to ask you for help." Youruo looked at Mo Xuan who was practicing swordsmanship in the woods and said, "Give him the sword from Lingyun Peak."
"Boom" Mo Xuan hit a big tree with a sword, and the sword energy directly shattered the big tree, and the big tree fell to the ground with a bang.
"You want a sword" Mo Xuan put away his sword and turned around, looked at Youruo and Yan Yin and said, "Youruo, it seems that you have nothing to do with Ling Yunfeng! As for the one around you, isn't the first among the new students of the academy, Fang Yin, who is known as the King of Power."
Yan Yin nodded and said, "Yes, I just want to help my friend get his long sword Mo Yun back."
As he said that, Yan Yin looked at a tree not far from Mo Yun, where a black long sword was inserted into the tree, which was Mo Yun.
Mo Xuan looked at Youruo, then Yan Yin, and finally said to Youruo, "This sword is my spoil. Moreover, I like its name very much. Moreover, its material is very special, not an ordinary sword. It would be unworthy to let me give it to you like this."
Youruo said, "For my sake, what should I give it to him?"
Mo Xuan said, "Youruo, it's not that I don't give you face, but that this sword is indeed very expensive and I like it very much."
"Oh... Then tell me your conditions!" Youruo stopped Yan Yin from speaking, looked at Mo Xuan, and asked softly.
Mo Xuan smiled, looked at Yan Yin, and said, "I want to have a chance to compete with him. As long as he can walk a hundred moves under my hands, I will give you the sword. If it doesn't work, then don't mention this matter!"
Youruo frowned, looked at Yan Yin, and whispered, "His cultivation is very powerful, not like Zhuang Gu. I think, you might as well give up! It's better not to have this sword."
The academy has long been circulated about Yan Yin’s victory over Zhuang Gu. However, some people regard it as a rumor, while others have learned about it secretly.
Yan Yin nodded, looked at Mo Xuan, and said, "Yes."
"Very good." Mo Xuan's eyes turned cold, and his long sword pointed directly at Yan Yin's eyebrows. "Then let's take the move!"
The sword light flashed, and the sword energy surged out. Mo Xuan shouted lightly, and the sword turned to Yan Yin.
Yan Yin hurriedly jumped away and opened the distance between himself and Youruo.
Mo Xuan's long sword followed Yan Yin like a shadow, and shot towards Yan Yin's waist and ribs like a ray of lightning.
He turned his body in the air, like a long snake turning over, and he almost avoided the long sword. After landing, Yan Yin did not stop and rushed to Mo Xuan with force.
The best way to fight between warriors and cultivators is melee attack. When the energy is not achieved naturally, melee combat is the only and best way between warriors and cultivators.
Yan Yin's power was strong enough and his speed was fast enough. He secretly used the flying technique, and Yan Yin walked close to the ground. His figure flashed between the trees, and he had approached Mo Xuan in a few breaths.
Mo Xuan snorted coldly, turned his sword light, held the long sword, and slashed Yan Yin's neck.
The sword light instantly reached Yan Yin's neck. At this critical moment, Yan Yin showed his extraordinary fighting talent. His qi and blood sank, and the true energy in his body reversed. In the flash, Yan Yin's body suddenly faded away, avoiding Mo Xuan's sword light.
Just as Mo Xuan failed to hit the blow and was about to slash back, Yan Yin's eyes narrowed, and in the horrified eyes of Mo Xuan and Youruo, he grabbed Mo Xuan's long sword.
There was no imagined blood splattering everywhere, only a sonorous sound of gold and stone.
After sighing inwardly, his body was indeed strong after the transformation. Yan Yin put his eagle claws in his hand, and he grabbed Mo Xuan's long sword hard and grabbed him.
Mo Xuan was shocked by the strength of Yan Yin and the strength of his fingers, and snorted coldly. The long sword caught by Yan Yin and Mo Xuan disappeared, and then another sword light stabbed from Yan Yin's back.
"Be careful!" Youruo exclaimed softly, reminding Yan Yin to pay attention.
Without You Ruo reminding, Yan Yin also felt a thorny feeling behind him. With a low growl, a strong aura surged out of his body.
In the horrified eyes of Mo Xuan and Youruo, an invisible qi appeared on Yan Yin's body.
"Bang!" The long sword was blocked by the qi and bounced away, and Yan Yin slapped Mo Xuan with a slap.
Mo Xuan kicked his feet, and his body suddenly rose up and floated in the air. The long sword, like lightning, was also surrounded by him at this time.
"Innate Gang Qi!" Mo Xuan said in a deep voice, "As expected, the rumors seem to be true. Someone said before that you killed the Dragon King of Ironback Wa. When you came out, an invisible aura appeared on your body. Now it seems that you have indeed truly stepped into the warrior's door. Innate Gang Qi, with this protection, can be said to be an indestructible body of Vajra."
His eyes were like lightning, pointing directly into Yan Yin's heart, Mo Xuan said again, "But I want to see how strong your innate qi can be. The innate qi requires the power in the body to maintain it. I wonder if you can withstand the waves of my lightning attacks! Drink!"
The long sword that was rotating around Mo Xuan rushed towards Yan Yin. When he was caught off guard, the innate qi was like raindrops falling, and there were endless impacts from all directions.
Yan Yin stomped his horse and stood firmly on the spot, enduring Mo Xuan's attack, his eyes firmly locked in Mo Xuan who was floating in the air.
Because in the deep woods, Mo Xuan's figure was among several big trees. Seeing this, Yan Yin was worried.
Finally, Yan Yin's innate qi began to become a little unstable. Because Mo Xuan's attack was really fierce, and Yan Yin could not maintain the innate qi outside for a long time. After all, what is consumed by Yan Yin's skills is Yan Yin's ability.
With a roar, the last time that blocked Mo Xuan's long sword impacted, Yan Yin kicked his legs and headed towards the big tree next to him.
After counting points on the tree pole again, Yan Yin suddenly approached Mo Xuan's side.
Youruo, who was watching from a distance, only heard a roar, followed by constant fighting. The big trees in the woods broke down one after another. The leaves flew, and roared in a burst. With a painful roar, the smoke disappeared and the leaves fell into the dust.
I saw a stream of light moving away from above the woods, and a figure was standing there quietly in the devastated woods.
"Yan Yin!" Youruo looked at the figure in surprise and shouted softly.
There was a little blood on Yan Yin's body, but his mental state looked very high.
Walking to the big tree with the mo clouds in it, Yan Yin jumped up and pulled out the mo clouds. He looked at Youruo, "Thank you for your help today, I will repay you in the future."
After saying that, he carried Mo Yun and turned around and left outside the woods.
Looking at Yan Yin's back as he was leaving, a trace of horror flashed in Youruo's eyes, "At a young age, he defeated Mo Xuan, the top ten master of the academy. Such a young man is really amazing. Is this the physical transformation and the strength of the innate qi? I'm afraid that the cultivators in the academy can no longer cause substantial harm to it."
Turning to look at the battlefield with ruins and trees, it was a mess. There were bright red spots, which were particularly eye-catching.