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This sword technique not only cannot allow the Heart Sword Sect to rise by taking advantage of the situation, but will bring a catastrophe.

They finally understood why Gu Tianyang couldn't speak, and it was indeed cruel for him to persuade the Heart Sword Sect to give up this sword technique.

"Senior brother in charge, I understand. ”

Chen Er was silent for a moment, his eyes swept over the disciples, "All the disciples listen to the order, and the matter of the Heart Sword Technique is rotten in my stomach, and no one is allowed to say half a word, do you understand?"

Everyone said in unison: "Yes!"

Although there is reluctance, you can also feel their determination.

Seeing this scene, Tang Xie and Qin Buxing were all a little moved.

"Master Weng, how difficult do you think it is that fragment of the Heart Sword Technique in your hand before?"

Tang Xie suddenly spoke, breaking the solemn atmosphere.

Weng Jian pondered for a moment and said: "For most of the disciples under the sect, they may not be able to touch it in their lifetime, but some disciples with good talent can still comprehend the essence of the sword technique, after all, it has been handed down from generation to generation, and the lost part of the sword technique is one of the difficulties." ”

"In that case, you can tell me about the moves of the fragment of the Heart Sword Technique, and I will take out that part of the exercises, and write another fragment of the Heart Sword Technique, and leave it for the disciples to cultivate. ”

"What!"

Weng Jian couldn't help but be stunned.

Write another fragment of the Heart Sword Technique?

Qin Buwei snapped his fingers, stroked his palms and smiled: "This method is good, the sword technique of the Heart Sword Sect will not only be lost and recovered, but it will not suffer unjustified disasters because of this." ”

Chen Er was also excited, and looked at Weng Jian: "Senior brother in charge, you see ......"

"Then trouble Mr. Tang. ”

Weng Jian clenched his fists respectfully, and his eyes were already filled with excitement.

Tang Xie smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "It's nothing, after all, this sword technique is the thing of the Heart Sword Gate." ”

Just when they finally discussed a happy result, there was a disagreement in the pavilion halfway up the mountain.

"Judge Mo, the remnants of the disciples of the Taiqing Hall are right in front of you, do you just let them go down the mountain?"

Ren Feiwei glared angrily ahead, not far away, Chu Zhenghao was leading the disciples forward quickly, although they were said to be exhausted, they had to obey Tang Xie's order to leave the city full of painful memories within an hour.

In the next second, Ren Feiwei accentuated his tone again, emphasizing: "With their current strength, it is easy to destroy them!"

"I said no. ”

Judge Mo shook his head, completely impersonal.

Ren Feiwei clenched his fists suddenly, suppressed his anger, and asked word by word: "Why?"

"There is a cloud in the art of war, and the mourning soldiers will win. ”

Judge Mo's face was not shocked, but in his heart, he was thinking back to the scene he heard on the phone, "What's more, the Snow Dragon Holy Sword has already recognized the master, so we don't need to waste time here." ”

"But ......"

"No, I am the judge of the car-level court, and the supreme command is in my hands. ”

When the words fell, Judge Mo turned his head suddenly, his gaze was like a sharp and devastating battle axe, slashing at Ren Feiwei's heart.

Chop all his thoughts under the axe.

After a while, Ren Feiwei lowered his head and said the word 'yes' repeatedly.

As everyone knows, Ren Feiwei's eyes were already full of murderous intent at this time, and the Kusanagi Sword that he tamed was also handed over to Ren Feiwei before for him to heal.

At this time, the disciples of the Taiqing Hall and the Eight Sects had already gone away.

The col fell silent again.

"Let's go too. ”

Judge Mo got up and walked out of the gazebo.

His back was completely exposed in front of Ren Feiwei.

Zheng!

The furious sword roared behind Judge Mo, roaring out.

This scene, Ren Feiwei has already rehearsed countless times in his heart, and the timing is just right.

Poof.

The slender blade of the sword instantly pierced the back of Judge Mo's heart, and the sudden power was like a bomb stuffed into the flesh, and in an instant, it was surrounded by the breath of death.

Stimulated by the huge pain, Judge Mo's face turned pale in an instant.

He turned his head and turned out of anger: "You're going to kill me?"

"The car-level court is mine, you don't want to get involved!"

Ren Feiwei roared, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and poured a little strength into his whole body, wanting to completely pierce Judge Mo.

As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly couldn't rush, as if he had hit an iron wall, and all his strength was in vain.

"What?"

Ren Feiwei was taken aback, and a faint uneasiness arose in his heart.

Then, he saw Judge Mo's right foot kick back, right in his lower abdomen.

An unbearable hot pain suddenly spread throughout his body.

Subconsciously let go of the hilt of the sword, and in the next second, he felt remorse and wanted to regain his grip on the Kusanagi sword.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

It was no longer the hilt of the sword that faced him, but the blade of the sword!

It seemed that there was an endless wave of heat wrapped around the sword body, but in an instant, Ren Feiwei's throat was scorched with many blood blisters, and he almost fainted from the pain.

"If this sword goes down, you will immediately turn into a dried corpse!"

Ren Feiwei was not afraid of death, but when he heard the word dry corpse, he still trembled involuntarily.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to utter a few words: "Please, spare me." ”

"Humph!"

Judge Mo's face was indifferent, "For this reason, you want me to let you go?"

As he spoke, the heat wave on Kusanagi's sword became more prosperous in vain.

A few poofs.

The blood blisters on Ren Feiwei's body all collapsed, as if it was a sign before death, and the last trace of hope in his heart was completely extinguished.

He closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

However, instead of turning into a dry corpse, he heard a voice of surprise: "Huh?"

In the next second, all the heat was removed, and the whole body felt refreshed like never before.

I opened my eyes in disbelief and saw Judge Mo looking at the Kusanagi sword, his brows furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Haha!"

Suddenly, Judge Mo laughed maniacally, and laughed for half a minute before he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Ren Feiwei, "Your sword actually made me discover an interesting thing." ”

Ren Feiwei was deeply puzzled, and asked cautiously after a while: "What, what's the interesting thing?"

"After the Kusanagi sword stabbed me in the heart, its resonance with me became weaker and weaker, and even for a moment, I felt as if it was about to break out of my control, until I forcibly lifted my breath and regained my sympathy with it. ”

"Doesn't that mean ......" Ren Feiwei thought of a possibility, but didn't dare to say it.

"If I die under Kusanagi's sword, it might be able to ......"

Speaking of this, Judge Mo suddenly narrowed his eyes and said the last few words loudly, "Confess the Lord again!"

In other words, the same is true of Tang Xie and his Snow Dragon Holy Sword!