The young spirit sword masters around them all turned pale. The spiritual pressure released from the sword platform was so terrifying that they had to mobilize all their strength to resist. The eyes of those high-level spirit sword masters were much more complicated.
, while resisting the mountain of spiritual pressure, he watched the battle on the Heavenly Sword Stage closely, not wanting to let go of any detail.
The swordsmanship of both women has reached the point where the sword follows their heart. They can pick up every move at their fingertips. It looks like an ordinary sword, but the sword energy is blended with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the power is terrifying! The hard steel rock is in front of them.
Like tofu, it was crumbling after being destroyed.
"It's time to end."
In the Royal Sword Viewing Pavilion, the young man looked up at the red sunset, slowly stood up from his seat, and a terrifying wave began to brew in his body.
Next to them, Bai Lin and a group of mid-to-high-level spirit sword master guards changed their expressions and leaned away, as if this could relieve the pressure in their hearts.
A melodious sword cry sounded, and a stream of light suddenly flew out of the silk bag on the young man's waist. Floating in front of the young man, it was a white spiritual sword without any flaws. Terrifying golden spiritual power rippled from the sword body.
All the spiritual swords in the entire Sword Viewing Pavilion buzzed and trembled.
The young man took a deep breath and began to form sword seals with his hands. His movements were very slow, as if his fingers were under heavy pressure. But as the hand seals were formed, the fluctuations of the spiritual sword in front of the young man began to weaken, and the terrifying spiritual force
Pressure slowly retracted into the sword, until finally all the spiritual energy fluctuations disappeared without a trace. But the spiritual sword that lost all the fluctuations was more terrifying than before. Every spiritual sword master can sense it with his spiritual sense.
To the terrifying aura of destruction brewing within!
"Instant light - cut!"
With a soft drink, as if the young man was talking to himself, the white spiritual sword in front of him flashed and turned into a ray of light, which instantly passed over the Heavenly Sword Platform over a distance of more than 200 feet.
The surging sword energy on the Heavenly Sword Platform suddenly stagnated, and a figure fell from the sword platform, landed on the ground, staggered back more than ten steps before steadying himself, and then glared angrily at the young man's figure in the Royal Sword Pavilion.
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And the figure that fell out of the sword platform was Yue!
At this time, Yue's hair was messy, her face was pale and bloodless, a blood hole appeared on her left shoulder, and blood kept flowing out from the wound. She stared angrily at Xiyun on the Tianjian stage: "Instant Light Sword Slash! Xiyun
, your Heart Sword Sect actually colluded with the Light Sword Sect of Yan Kingdom! You are not afraid of attracting wolves into your house!"
The young man laughed, waved his sleeves and collected the spirit sword that flew back, and said loudly: "Fairy Yue, what you said is wrong. Since the headmaster of the Tianjian Sect of Zhao Kingdom broke through Jian Yuan and moved his clan to the Sword Pavilion, many people including Tianchi were left behind.
The resources of spiritual veins cannot be digested by the strength of your two sects. We, the lightsabers, came to help take over the reins at the invitation of the headmaster of the Heart Sword Sect. Moreover, the headmaster of the Heart Sword Sect, Senior Mie Chen, has betrothed Junior Sister Xiyun to me.
, when we break through to the Jian Gang realm, we will become a pair of Taoist couples, and from then on our two sects will be in-laws. This Zhao country is naturally also the Zhao country of my Light Sword Sect, so how can we lure a wolf into the house?"
Yue suddenly laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of ridicule: "I asked you how your Heart Sword Sect colluded with the Light Sword Sect. It turned out that you sold your disciples' bodies. Xiyun, Xiyun, you are so cruel
If you don't know the ways of the world and are willing to be sold by your master, I really start to pity you."
The young man's expression changed: "Witch, shut up! Junior Sister Xiyun and I are in love with each other, how can there be any exchange of interests? If you can't wait to die, I will help you!"
As he spoke, the sword bag on the young man's waist trembled, and the spiritual sword turned into light. He grabbed the hilt and slashed towards the moon. A sharp sword light came out of the sword and shot towards the moon two hundred feet away!
"Have you become angry from embarrassment?" Yue's mocking expression became even more intense, and her body remained motionless in the face of the sword light slashed by the young man. However, people with a discerning eye could see that the air around Yue was slightly rippled, and the light seemed to be distorted.
"Boom!" The sharp sword light slashed down hard, and a thick sword mark about a foot deep appeared on the ground. But Yue's body disappeared without a trace the moment the sword light hit her body, as if the world had evaporated.
All that was left was a pool of blood.
"Shadow Escape!" The young man snorted coldly, jumped up onto the sword stand, and looked around at all the sword viewing pavilions: "All the sword masters listen to the order! Fairy Wuchenya Xiyun is now the leader of the alliance, who has any objections?"
The situation on the sword platform changed in a dazzling way. It was only when the young man stood on the stage that many spirit sword masters reacted. After hearing the young man's words, the representatives of various aristocratic families stood up from their seats and bowed towards the sword platform: "
I’ll wait to see the leader!”
The young man nodded slightly with satisfaction and continued: "Now, on behalf of the alliance leader, I announce the first task, to hunt down the Demon Sect Demon Girl Yue on the entire island!"
The faces of all the spirit sword masters below immediately became very ugly. To chase a sword master? You might as well wipe your own neck!
As if he could see everyone's concerns, the young man added: "Don't worry, this girl has been severely injured by me. Her strength is less than half of what she was in her prime. Any seventh-level spirit sword master can kill her."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still worried about the heirs of the three holy places. Yin Tianhua, who had just been defeated by the hand of Yue, suddenly asked: "Sir, I am afraid that the demon girl has escaped from the island in the middle of the lake. We are on the island."
Isn’t it a useless effort?”
The young man raised his lips slightly: "Now all the ships on the island have been burned, and the coast of Taihu Lake has been completely blocked by the Royal Guard Camp. The ban will not be lifted until the witch is found!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed again. This was to force them to get on the warship! Even if you don't want to try your best, it won't work!
"Then what if she swims away from the water?" A ninth-level spirit sword master asked unconvinced.
The young man glanced at him calmly: "One hundred thousand sawtooth fish have been put into Taihu Lake. She can go in and give it a try."
"What?!"
This time, the faces of all the spirit sword masters became extremely ugly. This time, the royal family and Wuchenya had blocked all escape routes, as long as no one on the island could stay out of it! Look at the young man's face
His eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of fear, no one would be disappointed by this method!
The people watching the fun on the surrounding mountains also started to make an uproar. They were just joining in the fun, but this was a completely unreasonable disaster!
"How can this be? What should we do?"
"How can we get back if the boat is burned? If there is no food here and there are very few monsters, what will we eat?"
"If you fail to catch anyone, and it takes seven or eight days, wouldn't we all starve to death?"
"No, go back and take a look!"
A crowd of more than 10,000 swordsmen and middle- and low-level spiritual swordsmen rushed towards the shore of the lake center island. Everyone had a look of panic on their faces. If what the young people said is true, it would definitely be a disaster for them.
A catastrophe!
Mo Wen stood there without moving, looking at the beautiful figure on the Heavenly Sword Platform in the distance. When the young man said those words, his brain lost all thought, loss, sadness and pain.
, all kinds of negative emotions were ravaging his heart, until the figure on the stage had disappeared and all the spirit sword masters participating in the sword association on the main peak began to leave, Mo Wen finally woke up.
"It turns out there is really no fate." Mo Wen looked at the night sky with bitterness, and laughed at himself: "I am too pretentious, and how can I be worthy of you? Everything turns out to be true.
I am delusional."
He let out a deep breath, as if to exhale that figure from his heart, and looked at the group of figures heading down the main peak. Mo Wen moved his feet and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain...
At night, in a room in a courtyard somewhere in Mingjian Villa, Mu Lei and Liu Qinglin were sitting opposite each other.
Liu Qinglin looked at Mu Lei's sallow face and asked worriedly: "How is the eldest brother's injury?"
Mu Lei shook his head: "It's nothing serious. It's just that the opponent's sword energy invaded the body and injured the meridians. It will take two or three days to heal."
Liu Qinglin sighed softly: "Brother, why are you doing this?"
Mu Lei smiled bitterly and said: "The third brother didn't come this time. One of us three brothers must show up at the conference and maintain a ranking in the top twenty of the Spiritual Sword Ranking. If you don't want to be there, then I have to be there."
Fortunately, we performed well this time and will probably rank above fifteen, so the status of the three of us can be considered saved."
"So what if we keep our status? Now that something like this has happened, chaos has arisen in the world, and we don't know if our three families can get through this." Liu Qinglin looked worried.
"Our two families have no problem. There are still several elders in the family. What I am worried about is the third child. The Mo family has always been a single descendant. Although there are a few people in the family to help, they are not the real blood of the Mo family after all.
In troubled times, no one can guarantee their thoughts." Mouret said, with a shrewdness in his eyes that was inconsistent with his figure.
Hearing this, Liu Qinglin also had a solemn look on his face: "The Mo family has indeed had some problems in the past two years. The third brother sent Huixin back to her parents' home to live in seclusion for no reason. Now she has been in seclusion for two years and has not come out. Now the whole
Mo Xu is in charge of all the internal and external affairs of the Mo family. I'm really worried that by the time the third brother comes out, the entire villa will have changed owners!"
Mu Lei thoughtfully said: "What do my brothers and sisters have to say?"
Liu Qinglin shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "That's not true. You don't know what happened two years ago. Huixin has been depressed all day since she returned home. She is often alone in a daze and sheds tears. She often chants Wen'er's name in her sleep at night, and her hair is full of tears.
My black hair has turned into white hair. Why is God so cruel? He must cut off the bloodline of the Mo family!"
Click! A slight clear sound came from outside the room, like the sound of something breaking, and the expressions of the two people changed instantly.
"who!"
Liu Qinglin's figure turned into an afterimage and flew outside the room in an instant. He searched for the source of the sound as if facing a formidable enemy, and was ready to draw his sword at any time. But there was no one outside the room, and only the night wind blew gently.
Mu Lei then followed him out of the room, glanced around and found no one, and asked Liu Qinglin: "What did you find?"
Liu Qinglin walked to the window lattice, squatted down and stared at the puddle of sawdust on the ground in silence.
Mu Lei also saw the pile of sawdust, and his expression changed slightly: "It's the wood on the window lattice. There is a piece missing here. It must have been crushed by someone."
Liu Qinglin's face was gloomy: "I don't know who it is, but I secretly eavesdropped on our conversation without my spiritual sense. I don't know whether it is an enemy or a friend."
"It's a little strange." Mu Lei looked puzzled: "Since this person can hide my spiritual sense from you and me, why would he expose himself?"
Liu Qinglin shook his head: "I guess only he knows the answer."
In another courtyard more than ten feet away, Mo Wen leaned against the courtyard wall, with tears falling from his closed eyes, and murmured in pain: "I'm sorry, mother, I'm sorry..."
He was originally worried about his uncle's injury, so he followed him into Mingjian Villa. Unexpectedly, when he heard his second uncle Liu Qinglin, who was also his uncle, talking about Liu Huixin, his heart felt like a knife, and he lost control of his body and scratched a window lattice.
Just when Mo Wen was losing his mind, a figure suddenly walked in the courtyard. When he saw Mo Wen leaning against the wall, he immediately shouted: "Who is that person?"
Mo Wen was startled. He woke up from the longing and grief for his mother. He glanced at the figure rushing towards him not far away. Without any intention of getting entangled, he stepped onto the nearest roof with a few steps, rising and falling towards the distance.
Escape.
When the figure jumped up with the help of Mo Wen, he saw clearly the face under the moonlight. He was startled and shouted in horror: "It's a witch!"
A scream woke up the entire villa, and balls of fire rose up, illuminating all the courtyards. Mo Wen's figure leaping on the roof was nowhere to be seen.
"over there!"
"Catch the witch!"
"Where is the witch?"
More than a dozen high-level spirit sword masters jumped on the roof and surrounded Mo Wen from all directions. Mo Wen frowned slightly. He didn't pay attention to the dozen high-level spirit sword masters, but he was not here to kill people.
It was not his intention to conflict with the Mingjian Villa. However, during the day, "Yue" used his face to steal the show on the Tianjian Stage. I am afraid that thousands of spirit sword masters present will remember this face. I am afraid that everyone will regard him as a witch."
"Moon", and this is also the case, a high-level spirit sword master appeared and rushed towards here feverishly.
For the children of these aristocratic families, the interests of the family are above all else. Since they cannot escape, they sincerely tie themselves to the chariot of the royal family and Wuchenya to strive for the greatest interests for the family. Now they are surrounding and killing the demon "Yue"
It is an opportunity to show your intention to please Wuchenya and the royal family! Therefore, almost no family is willing to let it go.
"Witch! Come and accept your fate!"
A seventh-level spirit sword master was the first to stop Mo Wen because of the favorable location. He shouted loudly and slashed at Mo Wen with his sword.
Mo Wen was at the lowest point of his mood, and the words of the demon girl made him even more upset and depressed.
"Get away!"
Mo Wen punched out, and the sword light that was more than ten feet long collapsed instantly. Then, without losing weight, he crashed directly into the protective aura of the seventh-level spirit sword master. He grabbed the opponent's neck and held it like a small child.
Throwing it down like a chicken, the seventh-level spirit sword master turned into a meteor and smashed into a building below, causing bricks, wood, and rocks to fly everywhere.
Mo Wen's bravery frightened the others, and they suddenly remembered that the opponent was also a swordsman after all! Even if he had become a plucked phoenix, he was still a divine bird and could not be bullied by ordinary people.
"What are you afraid of? She is already at the end of her strength, and even with so many of us, we can kill her!" shouted an eighth-level spirit sword master, and stopped him without any fear.
Someone came forward, and others, less afraid in their hearts, gathered around again.
Seeing more and more people rushing up, Mo Wen felt depressed. This battle was really unfair, and he couldn't help but hate the girl named "Yue"!
"Bah!"
Mo Wen summoned all his strength and shouted loudly, causing all the spirit sword masters within a hundred feet to freeze and subconsciously pay attention to him.
"I am not the demon girl 'Yue' from the Heartless Valley! I am the third ghost sword Wenmo on the famous sword list! I have no intention of becoming an enemy of you! If you quarrel again, don't blame me for killing!"
An eighth-level spirit sword master shouted angrily: "Witch! Stop making excuses! It turns out that Ghost Sword Wenmo is also you! No wonder there has been no news for more than a year. Naturally, you can't appear at the same time pretending to be two identities! Fortunately, the alliance leader has a keen eye and sees through it.
You witch disguise, no matter how much you quibble, it's useless!"
"I don't know what it means!" Mo Wen was extremely angry.
The eighth-level spirit sword master thought he had guessed the key, and his expression was quite complacent, a bit elated.
"Idiot!" Mo Wen didn't bother to argue with them anymore. He used the Qingyun Step to the extreme, and instantly turned into afterimages.
"What's going on? How come there are so many changes?"
The group of spirit sword masters were dumbfounded when they looked at the four or five figures that suddenly appeared.
"No! That's fake! It's a shadow!"
Sure enough, those shadowy figures only existed for half a breath before gradually fading and disappearing. But what happened next made everyone even more dumbfounded!
"Why are they all fake? Where are the people?"
It turned out that when all those phantoms disappeared, Mo Wen's real figure disappeared without a trace, and just disappeared under their noses!
"Search! She can't run far!"
Only then did a group of high-level spirit sword masters react and called their disciples to begin a carpet-like search in the villa.
When the crowd gradually dispersed, behind a rockery in the courtyard, Mo Wen walked out of the darkness, looking a little ugly. He might have to bear the blame for a while. He swayed and left the place.
The entire villa was buzzing with people. Teams of spirit sword masters formed groups of four or five. Each group was led by a high-level spirit sword master. They searched courtyard after courtyard, not missing any hiding corner.
It was not until late at night that the frenzy of the search gradually subsided. Many people cursed and retreated to their courtyards to continue resting, while some organized people to continue searching outside the villa.
In a certain courtyard of the villa, a figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard. This courtyard is at the very back of the villa, and there is a large word "shan" written on the plaque in the main hall. Obviously, this is where meals are provided for the villa.
Mo Wen glanced at the row of quiet halls and began to search the courtyard. Finally, he found the place he was looking for behind a warehouse where ingredients were stored, with a relaxed look on his face.
This is a remote secret door made of stone, with the word "Ice Store" marked on it. Although you have not opened the door to enter, the cold air comes out from the stone door, which is refreshing.
The "icehouse" is naturally used to store ice and keep food fresh. Generally, large mansions are equipped with such facilities. However, except in summer, this kind of place is rarely used. For the entire lake center island, this may be the best place to store ice.