"Let's go..."

Su Lengshang sighed, the Nine Tribulations Sword Domain condensed but did not disperse, if Mo Lingquan was not defeated by Qin Hui's righteous power, she would help her, and then they would not owe each other.

This scene is under the subtle perception of Mo Lingquan Yuelun, and it is all in view.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If Haoran righteousness has no righteousness in his heart, even if he looks mighty, he is just a paper tiger, and he is vulnerable.

Although he has been in contact with Yue Wumu for a short time, he also knows what kind of person he is.

In this case, Qin Hui is still targeting everywhere, and even in order to kill Yue Wumu, Luo Wei framed a trumped-up crime of collaborating with the enemy, if there is still righteousness in his heart...

Mo Lingquan scoffed at this.

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Saving Zhao with the golden mallet, Handan was shocked first.

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, Bai Taixuanjing.

For some reason, Mo Lingquan's mind suddenly flashed this secret book of Li Mubai's chivalrous deeds inherited in the past.

A mysterious feeling came to my heart.

At that time, Li Mubai was called the Qinglian Sword Immortal by the world's martial arts, but his background was Confucianism, but he was a generation of Confucianism.

The long sword in his hand stabbed out in a mysterious arc, and Mo Lingquan's figure suddenly appeared behind Qin Hui.

The majesty brought by the Haoran righteousness that stirred the heavens and the earth disappeared in an instant, and even the Haoran righteousness that filled the heavens and the earth converged into a cyan lotus flower at this moment.

Mo Lingquan's figure was shrouded in it.

Before everyone could react, this green lotus, which was condensed by Haoran's righteous qi, suddenly shrank and turned into substance.

The rhythm of martial arts manifested, causing the vitality of heaven and earth to surge, and the next moment, this green lotus submerged into Mo Lingquan's eyebrows.

Everything is calm, all this is just born in the blink of an eye.

Mo Lingquan's figure slowly fell, and he looked at Qin Hui with a calm face.

At this time, the illusion that Qin Hui used Haoran Righteous Qi to induce had dissipated, and Heaven and Earth had regained calm.

"Am I supposed to thank you for fulfilling me?"

Mo Lingquan looked at Qin Hui with a smile on his face.

"This can't be..."

Qin Hui watched this scene with a shocked face, although he had already existed in name after he cultivated the "Sunset Treasure Book", he couldn't accept it, all of this made a wedding dress for Mo Lingquan.

"You're going to die..."

Qin Hui's face suddenly became gloomy, and the blue wolf in his hand turned his pen and pointed towards Mo Lingquan.

The sunset was breathing, and the tip of the blue wolf's pen exuded a faint edge.

Everywhere the pen strokes, the void is slightly distorted, and with the ghost of Qin Hui, it is even more powerful.

A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, if it was before, there would be no other way to deal with Shang Qin Hui except to fight hard.

At the center of the eyebrows, the green lotus formed by Haoran righteousness slowly emerged, and a mysterious feeling came to my heart.

With the long sword in his hand, he stepped out of his feet, and his figure appeared behind Qin Hui.

The true intent of the martial arts flowed, and every time the long sword in Mo Lingquan's hand was drawn, Qin Hui had to retreat and defend.

The two of them have a radius of dozens of zhang around the center, and the true meaning of the sword qi and martial arts is horizontal, making it difficult for people to approach.

The towering trees that approached them turned into a cloud of debris and scattered.

Qin Hui's every move brought out a heavy afterimage.

Qinglian Sword Song...

Mo Lingquan's eyes froze, and he said word by word.

As his words fell.

With him as the center, a strange martial arts rhythm flowed open.

Mo Lingquan's every move, every move and style, has departed from ordinary martial arts moves.

The sword walks the dragon and the snake, and the step rhyme. Every step is a sword. The true meaning of martial arts around Mo Lingquan changed, and a series of martial arts true intentions were harmonized, and they became a unique martial arts rhythm.

A stab, a pick. One move, one style.

It has departed from traditional sword moves.

Qin Hui only felt that he had fallen into a mysterious sword intent, although it was not strong, it was linked one by one, making it difficult to extricate himself.

With a stroke of the blue wolf in his hand, he was wrapped in the momentum of heaven and earth, shattering the sword intent that attacked, but it kept fighting, this unique martial arts rhythm.

Angry crown, with the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Jing Kang is ashamed, but it is still snowing; when will the courtiers be hated? Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

With the fall of a word, Mo Lingquan would take a step and make a move.

When Yue Wumu was imprisoned because of Qin Hui's frame, the Manjianghong he wrote was interpreted by Mo Lingquan with his unique swordsmanship.

Qin Hui had already fallen into this grief-filled and majestic sword intent.

At this time, he was shocked and angry, and the blue wolf pen in his hand waved again and again, swinging one edge after another, slashing the sword intent one after another, but he fell into the rhythm of the martial arts intertwined with sword intent.

In the Void Realm, the depth of skill is already secondary, and it is difficult to achieve qualitative change if it does not return to the truth.

Only the true intent of martial arts, the perception of your own martial arts, can determine the strength of your realm, and thus determine your own control of the void.

At this moment, it was not so much a duel between Mo Lingquan and a duel with Qin Hui that he borrowed Yue Wumu's martial arts true intent to fight against Qin Hui.

"Yue Wumu, it's you again. Since the sky gave birth to you Yue Wumu, how could he give birth to me Qin Hui..."

Qin Hui waved the blue wolf pen in his hand, like crazy, and the true intent of martial arts burst out, colliding with Mo Lingquan's martial arts true intent intertwined with sword intent using Yue Wu Mu Manjianghong's artistic conception.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out.

Qin Hui's martial arts true intent collapsed, and the Void Realm shattered.

The breath suddenly slipped down from the Void Realm.

"Hehehehe..."

Qin Hui spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blue wolf pen in his hand fell to the ground.

"Martial arts are all the way, if you don't advance, you will retreat. At the beginning, he was reduced from the main battle faction to the main peace faction, and he made a living in secret, and he flattered... Hahahaha..."

Qin Hui suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"The Great Song Dynasty is dead, and the crime is in the court..."

With a bang, Qin Hui's body fell to his knees and was silent.

A generation of traitors has fallen.

This scene made the masters of Ouchi who followed Qin Hui frightened, where could they take care of anything else, and they retreated one after another.

Regarding their escape, Duan Wuya and Su Lengsheng didn't chase after them, they just looked at Mo Lingquan with a strange face, there had never been a person who could say that his martial arts true meaning had changed like this.

On the way of martial arts, when breaking through the heavenly realm, the direction is decided, and only with firm belief can we overcome obstacles and climb the supreme peak on this road.

(End of chapter)