At night, the moonlight in the mountains behind Edgeworth Peak was unusually bright.

Mo Jun had been practicing for longer than usual tonight, and he didn't take out the jade flute he was carrying with him as always, and the lovely eyes hidden behind the big stone seemed a little gloomy when he saw this, as if he was a little lost.

Immediately, Mo Jun, who was constantly wielding a silver long sword in the field, opened his mouth lightly, and a melodious and beautiful familiar song sounded, accompanied by the white figure dancing with the long sword, which looked very moving. After hearing the familiar melody, the cute eyebrows behind the big stone raised slightly, and the corners of the mouth rose, looking very excited.

When will there be a bright moon at the end of the world?

Drink alone with wine and lie on the river snow

The people of Iraq look back at the city

The wind is thousands, and there are thousands of feelings

Don't hear about the tomb of the heroes of Jiuhuan

A hundred years of loneliness, ten thousand years of loneliness

.........

The first young man in Qingzhou

Bamboo canes and white shoes are lighter than horses

With a sword in hand, with affection

How can a beautiful woman drink Meng Po

Since then, the liver and intestines have been broken

A sword light chilled into Jiuzhou

.........

This song: Mo Junli's mother Zhang Jinyun taught him a children's song since he was a child, called: "The Sword-Holding Boy", and the flute played by Mo Junli before was this "Sword-Holding Boy"

I don't know how long it took, but the song finally stopped, but the song was not over. The sword-wielding young man in white clothes and with a handsome face had completely stopped at this moment.

Immediately, I saw the corners of the young man's mouth hooked, and took out a piece of turquoise exquisite jade pendant from his arms, the young man stroked the green jade pendant, looked carefully at the bright moonlight, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and a petite and cute figure appeared in his mind, and the owner of this jade pendant is this lovely figure, Mo Junli didn't know how to get the jade pendant that Ouyang Chaifan failed to retrieve from Wuyi, the green jade pendant of his sister Yue Xiaoqing.

No one knew how he Mo Junli took it from the hands of Wu Yi, a strange inner disciple. Behind the stone not far away, the lovely eyebrows with clear eyebrows were still immersed in the beautiful song and the white figure with the song and dance sword, and they didn't even notice that the beautiful singing had stopped.

And when she came back to her senses, the young man in white had already left, leaving only the quiet moonlight and the empty cultivation ground, the girl walked out slowly, looked left and right, and then lowered her head and smiled, a touch of shyness appeared on her face, and she quickly ran down the back mountain.

At the same time, in the mountains behind the Sword Peak, Ouyang Chai Fan continued to cultivate as always, and tomorrow was the sword match of the disciples of this gang! Ouyang Chai Fan learned from Mo Junli that the disciples of the various Sword Peaks in the sect would basically conduct this kind of sword competition between the disciples of the gang every month.

The sword competition can only be applied for by more than three disciple gangs to take effect, and at the same time, you can also apply to the sect for event rewards, and the rewards are all martial arts sword skills and pills, and the specific level should be issued according to the average strength of the three gangs.

Ouyang Chaifan's figure kept flickering in the stake, waving the Qingfeng Sword in his hand again and again, and the sound of the air tearing was extremely terrifying!

"Wind Slash!"

"Bamboo Shadow!"

"Crazy Tiangang!"

"Aurora Slash!"

"Shadow Thorn!"

Ouyang Chai Fan stopped again, sat down on the ground, and then lay directly on the ground, breathing heavily, without taking the pill again, and this was already his twentieth exhaustion.

"No, no, come again! You haven't been able to show your limits to these garbage sword skills! Not to mention the good skills and skills you will get in the future! Don't play dead, stinky boy, you stand up for me!" Ming Heng's book looked angry.

"No, no, no, Elder Heng! I'm here today, if I continue to practice like this, I'll really be useless!" Ouyang Chai Fan was motionless, his face was crying and mournful, and he looked pale and weak.

"Bastard boy, keep grinding in the limit to really break through yourself, do you hear? Now is the pinch, don't miss this great opportunity, I want the limit! understand, the limit!" the book of Ming Heng roared.

"Limit! Limit! Limit! Limit! I'll come again!" Ouyang Chai Fan also looked resolute, then gritted his teeth, exerted his strength to eat, and stood up again after a while, and then saw his eyes closed, and began to accumulate strength, for a while, a gust of wind blew, and he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were blazing, and a sword slashed out.

"Aurora Slash !!"

The air was torn apart, making an incomparably harsh sound, Ouyang Chai Fan was taken aback, although the Aurora Slash this time did not have much lethality, but at this moment, it actually erupted with an incomparably amazing momentum, and he had never felt this way before, and this was still erupting when his Heng Qi had been exhausted!

Seeing this, Ming Heng's Book nodded slightly, and then said slowly: "See, this is the limit of this garbage sword technique!"

"Elder Heng, it turns out that you didn't lie to me, so all the martial arts and sword skills have this explosive limit, right?" asked Ouyang Chai Fan.

"Bastard boy! Trick you into having meat to eat? Hmph! Of course, this skill sword technique has a limit, and under certain conditions, it can burst out with power beyond the sword skill itself! I told you a long time ago!"

"Burst out with power that surpasses the sword technique itself?!!"

"Of course, but this specific condition is not ordinary, he needs demon-like talent and mental nature, which can only break out in a very extreme desperate situation, your cultivation talent is not to say, it has already met the primary condition, but this mental nature, heh! is far from it!" Ming Heng's book said with a look of dismay.

"Uh, okay, but this is also very strong!" Ouyang Chai Fan looked excited, and then immediately posed again, continued to cultivate, and continued to explore his own limits when his Heng Qi was exhausted, causing Ming Heng's Book to sneer, shaking his head and secretly saying: "Hehe, this kid has to taste the sweetness before he is willing to do it!

"Aurora Slash!"

"Shadow Thorn!"

Sword after sword was swung fiercely, and Ouyang Chaifan's face at the moment no longer had the slightest hint of exhaustion, and there was only madness and perseverance.

I don't know how long it took, Ouyang Chaifan's eyes were closed again, but this time he didn't take out the sword for a long time, but frowned, and kept the posture of the sword, and this posture was maintained for three hours! This scene was all seen by the book of Ming Heng, he frowned slightly, and his eyes stared at Ouyang Chaifan for a moment.

"What's going on with this kid, his breath is steady, his heartbeat is regular, he has been in this position for so long, and he doesn't look like he's lazy, what's going on?"

Suddenly, Ouyang Chaifan's eyes widened again, and a red glow appeared in his eyes! Volley jumped up in the air, and a sword swung towards the big tree on the side, unexpectedly emitting an incomparably sharp sword light when the heng qi was exhausted!

"Boom!"

The three big trees fell suddenly, Ouyang Chai Fan collapsed to the ground again, this time he was really exhausted, he had lost all the strength in his body, and he couldn't even stand up, and Ming Heng's book on the side also nodded with a satisfied face, and said slowly: "Bastard boy, you can! I really didn't expect it! What I just told you, you can really do it! This is really incredible!" Ming Heng's book said excitedly.

"Heng, Heng Lao! the ability you said to go beyond the limit is really not, not very good!" Ouyang Chai Fan looked pained, but he still insisted on spitting out these words, the purpose was to slap this old stubborn face hard!

"Haha! Boy, you're ruthless! It's all like this, and you're still a duck with a hard mouth! Go against my old bone, hahahaha!" Ming Heng's book burst into laughter after hearing this.

Then he looked at Ouyang Chaifan, stretched out his hand, and a white light rushed into Ouyang Chaifan's body, Ouyang Chaifan instantly felt that he was being slammed by electricity, and the whole person sat up instantly, and scolded painfully because of the muscles involved: "Old thing! You are so ruthless! I am going to die of exhaustion! You, you are actually!"

"Whew!"

"Ahh

Ouyang Chai Fan was electrocuted again, and this time he finally shut up.

"Hmph! There are a lot of swear words, no big or small! If you don't shut up, I'll let you taste the bitterness again!" Ming Heng's book looked angry, Ouyang Chai Fan wanted to cry without tears, and his hands tightly covered his mouth.

"Okay! It's not too early, take the Hui Qi Pill quickly! Your pain has just begun!" Ming Heng Zhishu said with a sly smile, Ouyang Chaifan's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he cried: "Ah! Heng Lao, Heng Lao, I don't take you to play like this, I, Ouyang Chaifan, was not poisoned by the five burning scorpions all over the mountain a few days ago, but today I will be killed by you!"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense! If you suffer hard, you will become a master! Hurry up and take the Huiqi Pill! Otherwise, I'll let you taste the taste of being electrocuted!"

Ouyang Chai Fan was shocked when he saw this, closed his eyes and endured the severe pain, hurriedly took out a Qi Returning Pill and threw it into his mouth, swallowed it quickly, and did not dare to pause in the slightest.