After this battle, if he wins, at that time, his target will not be Chu Jinghong, but Ye Boyuan, the number one on the heavenly list.

Who doesn't have the ambition to be number one?

As Ye Boyuan said, he Mo Wudao has indeed reached that point, after the last battle with Xiao Qingyu, he faintly felt that he had touched that layer of separation, and his swordsmanship was about to be completed.

Otherwise, the Beichen family is not qualified to let him and Xiao Qingyu fight hard.

Speaking of which, this matter is also thanks to Xiao Qingyu, fighting with Xiao Qingyu, he found such an opportunity, so to take this successful step, naturally he also has to find Xiao Qingyu.

On the riverside, there were more and more people, but at this time, no one approached Mo Wudao, for fear of disturbing Mo Wudao's state. There are even very few loud noises, and there are not many masters hidden in the shadows, who knows that there will be such a sentence that will violate people's taboos? This battle, after all, is the pinnacle of the battle in China in the past ten years, or in other words, this river and lake rarely has such a lively time.

Mo Wudao is third on the list. Although Xiao Qingyu's strength is unknown, from the bottom line, he definitely has the strength to enter the heavenly list. The duel between the masters of the heavenly list can be so fanfare, for the first time in ten years. And this is still the peak level, Mo Wudao is one of the top three on the heavenly list.

Time slipped away quietly, the sunset on the horizon slowly fell, only a wisp of residual sun remained, sleep was dyed golden yellow by the afterglow of the sunset, between half light and half darkness, Xiao Qingyu's figure walked in.

"It's coming. Seeing Xiao Qingyu's figure appear, someone whispered, with a faint hint of excitement in his tone.

Because of Xiao Qingyu's arrival, it means that this battle is about to kick off.

"Take me first. Seeing Xiao Qingyu's figure, Mo Wudao chuckled, the sword came out, like a rainbow, and the sword intent was shocking.

"Mo Wudao's sword has been gathering momentum for a long time, and his sword intent has reached its peak, and he still likes to take the lead so much. Chu Jinghong looked at this scene and muttered, but his tone couldn't help but carry a bit of irony.

He and Mo Wudao have always been on the wrong path, so he naturally doesn't want to see Mo Wudao gain the upper hand.

Ye Boyuan looked at this scene and was silent.

The sword swept away, showing a shocking trend, Xiao Qingyu's eyes were sharp, a serious color appeared on his face, and the knife came out, and a sword shot up into the sky.

The two qi engines were intertwined, and Xiao Qingyu's figure retreated sharply backwards and landed on the surface of the river.

With this move, Mo Wudao still had the upper hand after all.

However, Xiao Qingyu still took the sword after all, and his momentum was not weak, and he was not taken away by Mo Wudao.

At this time, Lin Ruoxue drove the car and walked home, uncertain, Xiao Qingyu really disappeared, as he said, it was time to go to the appointment of life and death, since I met Xiao Qingyu, I have never seen him so dignified.

Therefore, Lin Ruoxue couldn't help but be a little flustered at the moment, and the six gods had no master.

The car spun and almost ran into the car in front, Lin Ruoxue let out a sigh of relief, and after avoiding it, she parked the car on the side of the road. Looking at the traffic outside the car window, a sad look appeared in Lin Ruoxue's eyes, "Xiao Qingyu, you promised me that you must come back." Lin Ruoxue muttered.

Just when she was thinking nonsense in her heart, Lin Ruoxue suddenly found that a figure appeared in front of her.

That face made her indescribable.

As a beauty, she is proud in her bones, and she never wants to admit that other women are more beautiful than herself, but when she saw the beauty of this figure, Lin Ruoxue had to admit that the woman in front of her had an unattainable beauty.

Otherwise, Xiao Qingyu would not have used the words Fanghua to evaluate this woman.

Alice, after a few days, this woman actually appeared in China.

If Xiao Qingyu knew that the other party had found Lin Ruoxue, he was only afraid of fighting with Mo Wudao at this moment.

"Who are you?" Lin Ruoxue asked with a vigilant look at Alice!

Beautiful things are easy to make people feel good, but except for the same sex, seeing this woman, Lin Ruoxue felt inexplicably uncomfortable. Or rather, it has something to do with her current mood.

"You don't have to know who I am, but I know that he is fighting with people, and you can only be here sad and silently worried. The woman looked at Lin Ruoxue. Said with a cold face!

When Lin Ruoxue heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned, this woman actually knew Xiao Qingyu's whereabouts, "What is the relationship between you?" Lin Ruoxue looked at this woman and asked!

She knew that Xiao Qingyu had a lot of unknown pasts, so such a woman appeared. And she knows Xiao Qingyu, she is not surprised, of course, she is still more curious about the relationship between the two.

"This one has nothing to do with you, you want to know. You can ask your man, of course, I don't know if there is a chance. The woman looked at Lin Ruoxue and said lightly!

"Where is he?" Lin Ruoxue couldn't help but be shocked when she heard this, is there still a chance? Does this mean that the man is already struggling on the edge of life and death?

"Do you want to go?" the woman looked at Lin Ruoxue. Asked lightly!

"If you know, how about taking me there?" Lin Ruoxue said softly!

"Okay, but you have to promise me one condition, that you must not say that you have seen me, and that you must not mention me in front of him. The woman looked at Lin Ruoxue and said!

"Good. Lin Ruoxue nodded lightly, her mind full of Xiao Qingyu's safety. I can't care about that much.

Above the river, the tide was surging, the big waves were startled, and a sword qi passed through the huge waves and broke through the air. Rubbed shoulders with Xiao Qingyu.

Under the setting sun, a figure broke through the incomparably magnificent waves, a knife, from top to bottom, and the water surface was under the air engine. A crack was cut and swept directly towards Mo Wudao.

Mo Wudao's figure retreated sharply and landed on the shore, Xiao Qingyu stepped on the water with the soles of his feet, like a shadow, and no one arrived. The knife comes first.

A fierce look appeared in Mo Wudao's eyes, his fingers pinched a sword trick, a streamer flew, the tip of the sword collided with the tip of the sword, the figures of the two appeared to pause for a moment, and the next moment, the figures retreated in unison.

Lin Ruoxue followed the woman and appeared on the riverside, and saw this scene for the first time, Lin Ruoxue subconsciously covered her mouth, her eyes were full of disbelief.

This scene, for her. It's a bit too mysterious.

Even though I have seen some scenes, I have not seen Xiao Qingyu fighting with others.

The sword qi in the field is vertical and horizontal, gorgeous and unmatched, but under the gorgeous, it is an incomparable killing machine.

After the figures of the two stepped back, they were intertwined in degree.

The knife slashed. The sword aura was like a rainbow, and a piercing sound came, the clothes on Xiao Qingyu's chest were cut, and there were faint traces of blood flowing out, of course, the knife in Xiao Qingyu's hand also picked up the other party's robe.

Lin Ruoxue saw the blood stains on Xiao Qingyu's chest. couldn't help but snort, and then covered his mouth.

Everyone got up at this moment, could it be that this battle, which can be called the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts, is about to come to an end?

Right in the next moment. Everyone's eyes were caught off guard, Xiao Qingyu turned his wrist, and a knife appeared in the scimitar that was originally flipped in the air.

The sword was like lightning, even if Mo Wudao had already taken precautions, he was still a little caught off guard, a knife light slashed, and a blood line appeared on Mo Wudao's shoulder.

It seems that Mo Wudao has the upper hand, but Xiao Qingyu is the first to come, and this battle still seems to be evenly divided.

The figures of the two retreated in unison, their eyes facing each other, Xiao Qingyu's eyes were cold, and his eyes were murderous.

There was a sneer at the corner of Mo Wudao's mouth, but the sharp sword intent became more and more majestic.

Clearly, he has reached a critical step.

Xiao Qingyu's expression was grim, once Mo Wudao was allowed to take the remaining half a step, this battle would inevitably become extremely difficult, and the Demon Martial Dao at that time would only have the strength to be comparable to Ye Boyuan.

Letting your opponent grow? That's a fool's job. After Xiao Qingyu stabilized his figure, he didn't hesitate, and slashed out with one sword, breaking Mo Wudao's qi.

The long sword and the scimitar intersected in degrees, and after the swords collided, Xiao Qingyu's palm turned. The scimitar, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, swirled lightly and swept directly towards Mo Wudao's neck, Mo Wudao's figure retreated sharply, and he seemed to have been on guard against Xiao Qingyu's other knife.

"Tsk, this kid's knife is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it's a line off. Chu Jinghong looked at this scene and said regretfully!

"I'm afraid this battle will be difficult. Ye Boyuan opened his mouth lightly, but he couldn't hear the joy and sorrow, but his eyes never left the field.

The layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway, and he seems to see more things than Chu Jinghong.

Mo Wudao dodged Xiao Qingyu's knife, but the scimitar in Xiao Qingyu's hand, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, came out of his hand, spun in the air, and slashed directly at Mo Wudao!

Mo Wudao pinched a sword technique, and a sword qi burst out, Xiao Qingyu followed him like a shadow, and slashed directly at the sword qi.

borrowed a force and acted on the scimitar as thin as a cicada's wings, and the original rotating scimitar was a few points faster.

Xiao Qingyu's figure turned into a bolt of lightning, and the two knives coordinated exquisitely, and the continuous attacks instantly enveloped Mo Wudao.