Volume Two: The Hidden Dragon Has Been Sleeping; A Roar Moves Thousands of Mountains
In a certain secret room, a man was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, as if he sensed something. His face was slightly startled, and then he smiled: "What a mysterious guy!"
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At this moment, Mo Yi was surrounded by strange black and white light, even his open eyes were like this. The sword shadow behind him was continuously injecting energy into him, and the terrifying aura rushed towards his face. He continued to
The sword pointed at Yan Zimu and said sternly: "Boy, I will give you one last chance. Get out of here before I do anything!"
Yan Zimu gritted his teeth. Despite his young age, he didn't know how many people who claimed to be masters had died under his sword. To be honest, no one had ever been able to force him into such a situation. Mo Yi was still a headache.
one.
Even though his legs were weak, there was no trace of timidity on his face. His heart was as solid as a rock and he remained unmoved. He took a difficult step forward. He planned to risk his life and survive, so he said: "We must fight."
Let’s fight, there’s so much nonsense, come here, I, Yan Zimu, will never run away without a fight!”
After saying that, he tried his best to finally get rid of a little bit of restraint, and then he condensed all his strength into six shields, one of which covered his whole body at 360 degrees without any blind spots. It looked tight.
In reality, they turned into swords and shields, clapped in a row, and blocked them directly in front of him. They had done everything they had to do. As for life or death, they could only leave it to fate.
Yan Zimu did not regret coming here. Ever since he entered the path of spiritual practice, he had already disregarded life and death!
What's more, he has long been aware that this day will come sooner or later. The road to swordsmanship is destined to be a point of no return. Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. As long as he can die well, it is worth it!
For him, if he can die under the sword of a master, his life will not be in vain!
At such a young age, he has the courage to fear life and death, which is worthy of admiration!
"Good boy!" Mo Yi couldn't help but look at him high, appreciating his awareness in his heart. This boy's future is immeasurable. Given time, with his talent and courage, I believe he will become a swordsman master. The premise is that he must stay alive.
That's right, as the saying goes, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Only the one who laughs to the end is the king.
Geniuses emerge in large numbers in the sword realm, but there are only a few who can leave a lasting mark in historical records. Geniuses are plentiful at all times, but those who claim to be geniuses are like meteors, seemingly dazzling.
In fact, it is just a flash in the pan!
Yan Zimu is a genius, there is no doubt about it, but whether he can reach the end is hard to say. As the saying goes, the sky has unpredictable events, and people have misfortunes and misfortunes. After all, no one knows what will happen tomorrow.
There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and each mountain is higher than the other. Let’s not talk about Mo Yi, the idiot. The so-called geniuses are actually divided into levels, and the competition is even more fierce. Above the geniuses, there are monsters, and above the monsters.
There are even more monsters. There is no strongest, only stronger ones. Conceit will only make people lose themselves. People who have a higher heart than the sky often don't last long. If they don't die in the middle of the journey, they will be like smoke rising from their ancestors' graves.
If you want to become a strong person, you will definitely offend a lot of enemies. However, these people are the whetstones on your way forward. Only by stepping on all these people can you be called a strong person!
Strength comes first, this is the eternal truth!
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Now that Yan Zimu was ready to die, Mo Yi didn't hesitate anymore. He was ready to go and couldn't stop.
He poured power into Qing Lian, and Qing Lian burst out with a strong aura. Several cracks opened in the ground instantly, the surrounding space was trembling, the temperature was dropping rapidly, and even the air was solidifying.
The sound of swords can be heard endlessly, lightning flashes and thunder roars in the night sky, and the storm wind dances wildly, just like ghosts crying and wolves howling, making people feel chilled all over!!
With a "whoosh" sound, the lightning and flints were as motionless as a mountain and as moving as thunder. The moment Mo Yi acted, his whole body turned into a thunder snake and disappeared on the ground. The speed was so fast that
People smacked their tongues, even the air was electrified by friction, black smoke was emitted from the fire, and the sound of sizzling made people feel scalp numb!
His speed was almost close to the speed of sound, and a sword mark was cut on the ground, which was almost bottomless. The soil at the edge was slightly darker, and there was more anxiety floating in it. This was because it was ignited by the speed!
At this moment, Yan Zimu
Only then did he realize the gap between them, and couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face. Unlike before, now he couldn't see Mo Yi's course of action clearly at all. He only saw a bolt of lightning piercing the air, and Mo Yi was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
The past echoed in his mind, which was both a beautiful and painful memory. For a moment, his face was bitter and unwilling, but he had no regrets, until finally it all turned into relief!
Suddenly, with a "clang" sound, he let go of his hand and the sword fell!
He glanced at the sky one last time, then slowly closed his eyes and spread his hands out, as if he was embracing the heaven and earth, and as if he was welcoming the arrival of death.
"What are you doing?" A puzzled sentence passed by in the wind!
"It's okay to die, but the scars on the back are a swordsman's shame!" The corners of the boy's mouth rose slightly, with a rebellious smile on his face.
As he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew open his robe, revealing the dense sword marks on his body, but the skin on his back was extremely smooth...
In the past, enemies either fled or were completely defeated in front of him, but he was different. No matter what the situation, he would never run away, but would only fight to the end!
"You have the guts!" A compliment proved his courage and expressed his admiration!
At some point, Mo Yi put Qing Lian into the scabbard of his sword, but the strong murderous aura did not diminish by half. He also closed his eyes and assumed a posture, bending slightly, turning sideways, and slightly moving one foot.
Squat down, hold the scabbard with your left hand, and place your right hand on the hilt, as if you are accumulating strength!
When he opened his eyes again, black and white light flashed by.
He pulled out Qing Lian with his right hand, and in the darkness, he saw a flash of sword light.
"Draw your sword and slash through the air!!"
"Whoosh" sounded like a sharp blade piercing the air, and the crescent-shaped sword energy instantly shattered Yan Zimu's protective light shield. Just when Yan Zimu thought he was about to be freed, the sword energy only cut off a few pieces of his body.
A hair, and then it shot straight into the sky!
In the night sky, the sword energy exploded violently, turned into mist and rain, and fell into the mortal world together with the heavy snow!
Hearing a huge explosion from above, Yan Zimu couldn't help but open his eyes, looked at Mo Yi who put away his sword in front of him, and asked, "What do you mean?"
Mo Yi said calmly: "It's not interesting, I just think it would be a pity to kill you!"
Yan Zimuyin said with a sullen face: "But I think you are humiliating me!"
"Whatever you think, you have a bright future, there is no need to fight with me here!" After saying that, Mo Yi changed the topic: "If my guess is right, you should come here to avoid the water drops.
Right!"
Yan Zimu raised his eyebrows: "So what!"
"Then you can go. I can tell you responsibly that Shuishui Zhu is not here at all!" Mo Yi said.
Hearing this, Yan Zimu was a little doubtful: "To be honest, I don't really believe you!"
Mo Yi explained: "For some reasons I can't tell you the truth. I actually know more about the water-repellent beads than you do, and that thing was in my hand not long ago!"
Yan Zimu pondered for a moment, and finally looked at Mo Yi deeply, and then said: "I hope you didn't lie to me, otherwise you will regret it!" Since this is what he said, he can only choose to believe it.
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So, he turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped again, turned his head slightly, and said: "I never like to owe favors, so I will tell you something. There is a female cadre in the Lu family.
,His name is..."
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew. I didn't hear the sound, but I could only hear my mouth moving!
"That's all I've said, so you can take care of yourself!"
"Wuji, listen, one day I, Yan Zimu, will come back to you to avenge this sword!"
As the words fell, his whole person disappeared on the ground instantly!
"Are you a good girl..." Mo Yi half-squinted his eyes and smiled a little coldly.
In fact...he already knew who it was!
Now we are waiting for him to take the bait!
At this moment, Meililu ran over in a very embarrassed state. He was unkempt, his clothes were in tatters hanging on his body, his breath was slightly sluggish, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He knelt down heavily in front of Mo Yi.
, said very ashamedly:
"Master, I'm sorry, my subordinate's side has been lost!"
"What?" Mo Yi picked up his collar and said, "What's going on?"
As a result, Meililu recounted all the causes and consequences, with tears streaming down his face: "Because the enemy was so strong, almost all the people on my side were wiped out. My subordinates tried their best to break out of the encirclement, but were unable to protect them.
Nanyuan, this is my responsibility, Meililu. If I don’t ask for forgiveness from my master, my subordinates will be punished by death!!”
Mo Yi scolded him with a straight face: "This is a war, how unbecoming is it to cry and cry!"
Meililu wiped away tears: "I am the head of the family..."
Mo Yi said calmly: "Get up, I don't blame you!"
When he stood up, Mo Yi thought for a while and asked, "How are the other hospitals?"
Meililu sighed: "I hope the master of the family will forgive me, but I don't know!"
"In that case, then I'll go to the south courtyard!" Mo Yi snorted coldly: "I want to see who is going against our Lu family!"
Meililu: "But what will happen to the young lady once the master of the house leaves?"
Mo Yi pondered for a moment and then said, "I'll leave Mengzhu to you. Although you were a little injured, fortunately it was not serious, so I believe that with your strength, it will be no problem to protect her Zhouquan!"
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Meililu was a little embarrassed: "I am the head of the family..."
Mo Yi frowned: "What? You don't want to?"
"No, no!" Mei Lilu waved his hand hurriedly: "Family, you have misunderstood me. I know that my strength is shallow, and I am afraid that I will betray your trust!"
Mo Yi smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I still recognize your strength!"
"Don't say much. Changes will happen later. I'll come as soon as I go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several people flashed past, and Mo Yi disappeared from the spot!