Mo Xian heard that Mo Sheng, who could cut through the river with two swords, was in front of him at this time, maybe he could be sent into the Yellow Spring in the next moment, how could his heart not fluctuate? Fighting against such a person was simply self-defeating.

Ink Tears asked calmly, "You really decided to kill me." ”

Mo Sheng nodded calmly and said softly: "At your age, you can face death so calmly, to be honest, I admire you, but you have a reason to die, no one can protect you, make a move, let me see what kind of brilliance can flash at the last moment of your life?"

Mo Tear grinned and whispered, "I only know that I am me, and I have nothing to do with the legendary son of the world." If a person can really destroy the world, sacrifice a person to save the world, how great it seems! If it were me, I would do it.

But there is a distinction between good and evil. If you sacrifice an innocent person to save hundreds of millions of people, I wonder if my predecessors think it's worth it?"

Mo Sheng was still very gentle, and said unhurriedly: "Is it worth it in my place, only if you want to do it or not, I just want to kill you now, no matter who you are, I will do it." ”

Mo Tear laughed, and suddenly the laughter stopped, his eyes were firm, his face was serious, and he said gloomily:

"If you say what is a demon in the world? Probably just like you, you can do whatever you want, what is the difference between you and the legendary son of the world? If I am really the son of the world, I will look down on you as a person. ”

Mo Sheng laughed and said coldly: "The rotten grass fluorescent is really comparable to the vast stars." Ants can never see the sky, thinking that the cave is the whole world. How can a goshawk soaring in the sky take ants in his eyes?"

Mo Tear was instantly enraged by his words, and he was furious, and said fiercely: "Even if everyone in the world wants me to die, I will never die at the hands of someone like you." ”

Mo Sheng lost his patience and said bluntly: "If you have any ability, hurry up! I hope that the power that erupted before you die will not disappoint me." ”

Mo Tear didn't say much, he was almost sure that he would stop here today, but he didn't want to give up, he fought desperately to the end.

Ink Tears angrily urged the vitality in his body, released the Eight Heat Hell to reach the limit of his control, and in an instant, the flames on Ink Tears' body deepened, his pupils were as red as blood, and his eyes were extremely calm.

The fiery red of the sunset like blood set off the flames on Mo Tear's body even more turbulent, and the strong wind around him howled, making a faint cry, and the wind and sand swept the ground and rose into the air.

Mo Tear slowly drew his sword with his backhand, just about to rush forward. Unexpectedly, three white rays of light quickly jumped past him and struck directly at Mo Sheng's forehead.

Mo Tear quickly turned around and looked at Gou Jian in horror. This stubborn and stupid boy will die if he does this.

Gou Jian obviously saw through Mo Tear's thoughts, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "I only know that you are my brother, and it doesn't matter what other identities you are." ”

Mo Tear was slightly startled, and he didn't have time to be moved, so he quickly turned around and looked at the three streamers that had gone by lightning, which were about to hit Mo Sheng's forehead.

Suddenly, something strange happened, Mo Sheng's lowered eyes raised slightly, and suddenly, he formed an air barrier before his death, as if he could resist everything.

The three streamers of light slammed wildly on the barrier within a foot in front of him, and their original forms were instantly revealed, and the three thin swords hovered straight between only an inch away from the opponent's forehead, as if frozen, and it was difficult to advance a single inch.

Gou Jian waved his hand quickly, and the three thin swords suddenly trembled, flashing rapidly, and kept moving in mid-air, drawing countless sword lights, instantly surrounding Mo Sheng.

The sword flashed, slicing through countless airs, as if it could cut through time and kick up dust and billow.

Mo Sheng was still holding his hands and was not ready to make a move, but wherever his eyes went, countless sword qi flashed out of thin air, perfectly blocking the sword light around him, and he never let the countless sword lights drawn by Gou Jian's three thin swords come within an inch of his body.

Mo Sheng's eyes were deep and calm, looking at the young man who was controlling these swords, and praised: "With the qi sword, there are seven realms, and the sword is transformed into the wind, and the spirit can be channeled as you like. Looking at you like this, it is estimated that you are almost transfiguration, and it is indeed not easy to have such an understanding at such an age. ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Sheng's whole body shook from side to side, and the thin wind and sand covered by his body instantly shook off and fluttered, as if with his slight shake, countless sword qi came out of his body in unison.

In an instant, Gou Jian's three thin swords were instantly shot out and plunged straight into the sandy land.

Almost at the same time, Mo Tear rose up, driving bursts of wild sand under his feet, advancing layer by layer, suddenly with a pause, his whole body suddenly exerted force, and threw out a sword, the speed was as fast as lightning, which seemed to contain an unimaginable tiger power, as if it could shake the mountain.

Such a fast sword, but in Mo Sheng's eyes, it was extremely slow, quietly looking at the heavy sword that burst out of the crack with a strange red light. Slowly stretched out his arm, straightened the middle two fingers, and the other three fingers bent slightly, turning into a sword qi,

Feel free to wave. The swords that came from Yu Mo's tears collided with each other, making a piercing roar.

Mo Tear felt a huge force pass up his arm, and the sword in his hand took him back dozens of steps before he stopped rushing out. Mo Tear was shocked.

With two fingers, the sword qi was turned into a sword, and a sword hit the boy dozens of steps.

Mo Sheng retracted his hand, put his hands behind his back, took a steady step, just stepped down, rolled up a circle of dust and spread around, shook his head quietly, and muttered:

"I'm disappointed that you're so good at that. I still remember what your master said to me two years ago, which made me feel very ashamed, and then I went into retreat for two years before I came out of the light. He has not yet achieved the realm of channeling the gods he said, but he has a new understanding of the comprehension of swordsmanship. I thought that as his apprentice, you naturally had a good understanding of kendo. But I didn't expect that you didn't even touch the threshold. It's disappointing. ”

Mo Tear slowly retreated a few steps, not in a hurry to attack, the other party is too strong, find the opponent's weakness, and launch a surprise attack, it is possible to win hope.

Mo Sheng continued: "However, it is indeed not easy for you to confront me head-on, only fifteen steps back!"

Mo Tear was shocked in his heart. Thinking that he was counting the steps back, this man did not pay attention to us at all, and he was afraid that he would be absolutely sure that he would slowly torture me to death.

Before he had time to think about it, Mo Sheng continued: "What other skills do you have? Take them out, if you wait for me to make a move, I'm afraid there will be no chance?"

As soon as Mo Tear moved, he suddenly took off his sword and swung it violently into the air, bringing up a puff of dust, his figure flashed, came to the back of the other party, and hurriedly swung out a sword.

At that moment, Mo Tear seemed to see the dawn of victory, and when the tip of the sword was about to slash into Mo Sheng's body, a sword aura suddenly appeared, blocking his tendency to drop the sword.

Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly flashed again, came to Mo Sheng's right, and was blocked again, flashed again, and swung his sword again, but was still blocked......

In Lin Xiaomu's eyes, there seemed to be countless figures, surrounding Mo Sheng, constantly swinging swords, slashing vertically, horizontally, up, and diagonally, all of which were blocked by the sword qi that appeared in time one by one.

Looking at Mo Sheng's calm face, Lin Xiaomu's heart was completely cold, and he knew very well that the other party could kill him in an instant.

Logically speaking, this should be something to be happy about, but now she is extremely sad and melancholy, and she keeps shouting in her heart, to save him, to save him...... The voices almost broke through her reason.

Lin Xiaomu, who has always been cool-headed, doesn't know why this is happening, why does he think of such a voice in his mind? Why is he so sad at the moment? Why is she so worried about that young man, why is she so hesitant to abandon everything to save Mo Tear.

The reasons for this one by one made her mind explode instantly.

There are many things in the world that cannot be explained with reason, and no matter how rational people in the world are, once they are trapped by feelings, anything crazy is not crazy.

She slowly locked her gaze on Mo Tear, and secretly pinched the trick in her hand, she knew that a great cultivator like Yu Mo Sheng had almost no chance of winning in battle, even if he used his strongest trick and was taken by surprise, he could only get a momentary respite.

Even if it can only be exchanged for that little bit of time, she thinks it is worth it, even if this living teenager can stay in front of her eyes for a few more moments, she thinks it is extremely beautiful.

She didn't know why she had changed so much, and finally she finally got the answer in her heart, she might have liked him.

Lin Xiaomu sneered in his heart, Master often said that the taboo of every cultivator is the word love, once you are fascinated, it is difficult to achieve great success.

She has always adhered to her nature, but she never expected to fall into the root of all evil and couldn't extricate herself.

But she doesn't regret it, and she doesn't want to get out of it, even if she blocks everything, she has to swear to protect this beauty that is about to disappear.

Ink tears played, suddenly mastered a little trick, slowly injected the extreme desolate heavenly fire into the sword, in the blink of an eye, the green tendons of the ink tears arm burst out, and the flames flashed in the tendons, extremely bewitching and weird, and a sword qi as long as a zhang appeared on the heavy sword of killing, and the streamer was dazzling.

Mo Tear's figure flashed, and he came to Mo Sheng unexpectedly, slashed his head and cut off a sword, roaring down, and sure enough, a white sword qi that inexplicably appeared on Mo Sheng's head once again blocked Mo Sheng's forehead.

Mo Tear did not show weakness, and his strength increased a few points again, and the sword qi on the sword seemed to hold up the entire sea, roaring and splitting down. The white sword qi was shattered, Mo Sheng's eyes were finally startled, and when he tilted slowly, he watched everything that was roaring down and drove the awe-inspiring firelight to draw an arc in the air and slap on the ground.

In an instant, the ground collapsed, and a crack that stretched for hundreds of paces opened.

Mo Sheng laughed and said happily: "Not bad, not bad." I have a bit of the style I had back then. ”

Mo Tear still wanted to attack, but unexpectedly, Gou Jian released his life and yelled, "Get out of the way." ”

Mo Tear suddenly came to his senses from the idea of killing the red eye, and immediately felt that Dao Dao sword qi appeared above his head, and he fell straight and roared, and his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly raised his head, pointed his toes on the ground, and swept hundreds of steps, and at the same time quickly waved the sword in his hand, shattering the sword light that was riding the wind.

One by one, the light pierced the ground straight, instantly discharging the dust, and the flying sand around it rolled and surging in a wavy shape, spreading layer by layer, which was incredible.

Gou Jian saw the opportunity, and the three thin swords approached him again, flying in all directions, and set off a burst of billowing sand.

Mo Sheng was a little upset, but with a wave of his hand, he set off a gust of wind, slamming the three thin swords into the dust and sand, and snorted, "Noise." ”

Lin Xiaomu has been prepared, but he has never found a good time, if he wants to drag the other party for half a moment, so as to take advantage of the opportunity, he must take advantage of the opportunity when the other party's mind is slightly distracted.

Mo Sheng took another slow step and sighed: "The threshold of the sword path that you have touched so quickly, you are indeed a material that can be made.

I have been practicing swords since I was a child, and it took about ten years to be able to split hundreds of feet with a sword. Until now, I can only do it within one foot of myself, using the gas sword, barely able to reach the realm of psychic, and break through the void with the sword path Dacheng God that your master said, I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve it in this life. ”

Suddenly, Mo Sheng became extremely excited and said loudly: "Come on, let me see, how far can the last trace of fluorescence in your life flicker?"

Mo Tear didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he immediately rushed forward with his sword, and mocked: "You are far worse than my master, my master is an old man, a fart can collapse you out of two miles, what qualifications do you have to compare with him?"

Mo Tear knew very well that if he wanted to fight for the slightest chance of escape, he must do everything possible to shake his rock-solid heart, even if he only had a trace of distraction, he would have a little more chance.

......

Halfway up Qingfeng Mountain, in a thatched house, a mortal Taoist quietly looked at the sky through the window, and a pair of deep eyes seemed to be able to hold the whole world.

Yifan Daoist could see that he was nervous, and suddenly said: "Isn't that powerful as a teacher? ”

He seemed to be able to clearly see and hear Mo Tear's every move, and suddenly waved his hand slightly, driving the spacious sleeves, as if he could cut through the sky, slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, relieved himself slightly, and said calmly: "Should come, or come?"

Then he sat on the edge of the bed, frowned and thought for a long time, sighed and sighed, and said with a wry smile: "How should you let me choose? I still believe that you are a stupid person who pretends to be crazy. ”

Outside the door, Li Susu knocked on the door anxiously, and Yifan Daoist always ignored it, and said in disgust: "Li Susu, don't be so frizzy and frivolous, your little junior brother's affairs are for the teacher to let you don't care, don't worry about it." When will the teacher figure it out, and when will he tell you what to do?"

Li Susu was stunned outside the door, turned his head to look at the sky, and his face was depicted with a solemnity that he had never seen before.