"Whoosh." The ink-colored sword qi rubbed shoulders with Mo Feiming, and his face was a little spicy and painful from the terrifying wind.

Mo Feiming looked at the person in front of him blankly, his body was like a stiffened stone pillar, or he was frightened or stunned, and the sword qi did not stop at all, flying behind him, and slashed straight towards the big tree behind him.

With a "bang", the sword qi passed through the thick tree trunk, but there was no movement for a while, but in only a few breaths, Mo Feiming felt a "click" behind him.

Facing the person in front of him, Mo Feiming didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, let alone look back to see what was going on, but the next loud "bang" behind him undoubtedly told him that the big tree was directly cut off by this sword qi, and smashed on the ground, scraping the branches of other trees, making a "click" sound.

After this move, both of them stopped moving, and in the night, they returned to silence again, like a silent shadow puppet play, and now there was no fighting.

"You go back." This was the first time that the purple-black robed man in front of Mo Feiming had persuaded him to leave, and this time, the hoarse voice seemed to be unprepared, revealing some magnetic voices themselves.

"It's you?!" When Mo Feiming heard this voice, he was simply too familiar, his eyes widened, and he looked at the person in front of him in surprise, "You are Master Zuo...... Are you Zuo Qingming?! This voice was almost uttered by Mo Feiming.

"It's not." Zuo Qingming didn't have the surprised expression when he was recognized, but turned around and vetoed it.

"Isn't it?" Mo Feiming said with affirmation in his voice: "How can I admit your voice wrong? There is also your previous move, even if you deliberately hide the momentum, but the flow of true qi will not deceive people, this move is you, Zuo Qingming's [Swinging Qianqiu]. He remembered the move just now, and he suddenly realized that this person was Zuo Qingming, who he had been looking for, and he ...... It's stronger than before.

"......" Zuo Qingming was silent for a long time, and after a while, his voice became very indifferent, and he no longer used hoarseness as a disguise, "Yes, no, what?" ”

"You ......" Mo Feiming's voice trembled a little, and he asked, "Do you have nothing to say to me?" ”

"You and I have already drawn our swords against each other, what else is there to say?" Zuo Qingming turned around and looked at Mo Feiming in front of him, who was in a state of battle, with deep eyes.

"Why are you ......" Mo Feiming was about to question him, but was interrupted by Zuo Qingming's words.

"There's no why, I just do what I want to do, I only do what I think is right." Zuo Qingming's voice was like a heavy hammer, slamming into Mo Feiming's chest, making him breathless.

"What you're doing now is what you call right?" Mo Feiming had already lost his usual demeanor, and roared at Zuo Qingming, "If I guessed correctly, then the matter of stripping away people's souls has nothing to do with you!" ”

"......" Zuo Qingming no longer said a word, but became very quiet, and it could be seen that his two deep eyes that were exposed outside were also closed.

The two were silent for a long time, and Mo Feiming calmed down a little, but his voice was still a little distorted, "Zuo Qingming, you owe me an explanation." ”

"Huh." Suddenly, Zuo Qingming opened his eyes, laughed twice, and then changed to presumptuous laughter: "Hahahaha." ”

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing him like this, Mo Feiming's heart swelled with anger, and he felt that Zuo Qingming must be laughing at him.

He was right, Zuo Qingming was laughing at him, Zuo Qingming's voice said sarcastically: "You are still as naïve as ever." ”

Without waiting for Mo Feiming to say anything, Zuo Qingming continued: "The confession was grabbed by strength, not like you are now, you can ask for it with your mouth." ”

"You!" Mo Feiming heard him laugh at himself, and his whole body trembled with anger, but he knew that he was by no means the opponent of the person in front of him.

"Mo Feiming, you have disappointed me so much." Zuo Qingming's face became very serious, like a gentleman lecturing in a private school, "Before, you couldn't take my trick, and now you still can't." ”

"......" Mo Feiming looked at the person in front of him, he couldn't find a word to refute, his strength was really weak, for so long, not only was he Mo Feiming growing, but the person in front of him never stopped, and his strength grew much faster than him.

He recalled Zuo Qingming's moves, it was a sword swing, there was only one move, Zuo Qingming was very strange, whether it was fighting with people or fighting with people, he often only made one move, which was this sword swinging for a thousand years.

After one move, if the other party takes it, he will turn around and leave, and he will not make a second move, and there are very few people who can take his move, and there are even rumors that his move can compete with the full force of the head master.

Some people say that Zuo Qingming is only a third of Cheng Biting Jin, because almost no one has seen his second move, and many people speculate that he can only use this move, so he can show such power, if he carries it down with one move, it will be a victory over him.

According to many legends, this sword swing may be the move of which ancient power, or this Zuo Qingming is a genius, this move integrates all kinds of swordsmanship, no matter which sect, which sect, there are similarities with his move in the sword spell, but how it is has never been proven.

Because, a few years ago, Zuo Qingming was like a stone falling in the river, completely disappeared in the eyes of people, and this person who was almost a legend was evaporated from the world.

Mo Feiming didn't expect to see him here, and it would be such a scene, such an atmosphere.

Zuo Qingming is right, he really can't catch this person's move, but if he wants to give up like this, he will not be reconciled.

Mo Feiming gritted his silver teeth and stared at Zuo Qingming, "I'll take you a move, but after a move, you have to give me an explanation." Mo Feiming had prepared for the worst in his heart, it was a big deal that he was seriously injured this time, but he would never let go of the person in front of him so easily.

"......" Zuo Qingming's eyes looked at him for a while, looked at Mo Feiming in front of him very seriously, and said in a voice without the slightest emotion: "Mo Feiming, listen, I don't have time to play with you here, can you catch my trick You know best in your own heart, if you seek death, it is better to kill yourself." ”

"You!" When Mo Feiming heard this, his angry face turned green, but soon, he thought of a way and said excitedly: "Could it be that you take care of your friendship with me for many years?" ”

"Huh." Zuo Qingming seemed to have heard something funny, he said: "Brotherhood is not my play, I won't kill you now because you haven't reached the time to die, otherwise, you would have fed the wolf by now." ”

As soon as the sword in Mo Feiming's hand turned, he attacked Zuo Qingming in front of him, he didn't want to listen to Zuo Qingming anymore, and when he rushed forward, the sword he was holding also burst out with golden light, just like a sword used by a god.

"In a hurry?" Zuo Qingming unhurriedly greeted him with his pitch-black three-foot sword, and he said, "Your temperament should also be changed, otherwise you will die quickly." ”

"You don't have to." Mo Feiming roared.

The sound of "ding" sword collision was endless, the terrifying sword qi overflowed, and the surrounding trees were in a mess, but Mo Feiming seemed that Zuo Qingming was simply teasing him, and he didn't attack, just resisted, how fast he took out the sword, how fast Zuo Qingming came out of the sword, not a minute faster than him, not a penny slower than him.

Mo Feiming slashed at Zuo Qingming with a sword, there was no doubt that Zuo Qingming still resisted easily, Mo Feiming withdrew with this force, and gasped for a while.

"Didn't you eat?" Zuo Qingming said with some ridicule: "Your Qingyun Sect is getting worse and worse for your disciples, and you won't be given food when you go down the mountain to perform tasks." ”

"Shut up!" The sword in Mo Feiming's hand suddenly came out of his hand, and then Mo Feiming used the spell of his whole body, and the sword turned into a streamer and stabbed at Zuo Qingming fiercely.

"Whoosh", until the streamer pierced Zuo Qingming's face, I saw an inky breath gushing out, just like splashing ink, enveloping Zuo Qingming's whole person.

After a long time, the inky aura on Zuo Qingming's body dissipated, and Mo Feiming could also see the state inside, he was suddenly shocked, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and his mouth seemed to be able to stuff an apple.

At this time, Zuo Qingming actually grabbed the sword thrown by Mo Feiming with all his strength with one hand.

Zuo Qingming's hand was like an iron tong, clamping it tightly.

Mo Feiming used the true qi of his whole body to pull back, wanting to take back this sword from Zuo Qingming's hand, but the sword was motionless.

"If I'm not mistaken, this sword is what I used before." Zuo Qingming played with the sword in his hand and said, "I'm really moved, do you have to take it with you when you go down the mountain to carry out a mission?" ”

"I ......" Mo Feiming was just about to defend himself, when he heard a crisp sound of "pop", Mo Feiming stared at it, Zuo Qingming actually pinched the sword in his hand, the sword was broken from the tip of the sword by a foot, and it was originally a long sword It instantly turned into a short sword without a sword tip.

"But I don't need it now." Zuo Qingming said, threw the broken sword to Mo Feiming, and said, "I've sent you." ”

"Huh", the broken sword fell to the ground and stuck on the ground in front of Mo Feiming, he looked at the broken sword in front of him incredulously, and then looked at Zuo Qingming, "This sword was personally taken by Shizun to the Hidden Sword Pavilion to select, and you actually ...... it"

"It's just a sword, that's all, I don't need him now, his mission is over." Zuo Qingming said, turned around and strode away.

Seeing that he was leaving, Mo Fei reached out and grabbed the broken sword on the ground, pulled it out of the ground, and shouted, "Zuo Qingming!" You're back! ”

Zuo Qingming, who had walked out a few steps, heard the shouting behind him, he stopped his figure suddenly, and an indifferent voice came out: "Mo Feiming......"

As soon as the words fell, Zuo Qingming's figure moved, and before he could react, Zuo Qingming came close to him, and the ink-colored three-foot sword in his hand stabbed him fiercely in the abdomen.

Mo Feiming's reaction was not slow, and the broken sword flicked violently in his hand, swinging away Zuo Qingming's sword.

However, Zuo Qingming was faster, and the ink-colored three-foot sword in his hand turned slightly, and with Mo Feiming's hand, it went around Mo Feiming's shoulder, and stabbed Mo Feiming's shoulder with a fierce sword.

"Flutter." After this sword, blood gushed out, and Mo Feiming covered his shoulder and took a few steps back, only then did he hear Zuo Qingming's words: "It's really annoying for you to be like this." ”

After speaking, Zuo Qingming's sword was pulled out without any stopping, he shook off the blood on the sword, and said coldly: "Without strength, even if you break your knees, no one will give you any explanation, if you have strength, you no longer need anyone's explanation." ”

After speaking, Zuo Qingming's figure flashed, and he disappeared into the forest, leaving only Mo Feiming, who was still bleeding from his shoulder and gritting his teeth in pain.

Thinking about it, he was suffering more than just a sword wound on his shoulder.

He pointed two fingers at his acupuncture point to seal the gushing of blood, and then he used the true qi of his body to suppress his injury, and then took out a small jade bottle from his arms, opened it, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Now that he was injured and urgently needed a place to recuperate, he rushed to Gangneung City on foot.

【Gangneung Castle・Royal Blacksmith Shop】

At this time, the blacksmith Wang and his daughter were hurriedly packing up their things in the courtyard, and he had already thought that no matter what, they still had to go out and hide for a while, and if the immortal master could really clean up the evil official and his son, then they would come back.

"Dad, do you want to bring a few sets of clothes?" A voice like a silver bell came, it was the voice of the king's blacksmith's daughter, and he asked, "Can we bring our bronze mirror?" At this time, the woman was packing up her things in the boudoir, looking at the bronze mirror that was not very large, and felt a little distressed, if only she could bring it.

"What kind of belt to bring, what are you carrying such a heavy thing?" The king blacksmith said, "Hurry up and pick something valuable, don't have to do it all." ”

"Okay." The woman's voice seemed a little aggrieved, and the things she liked must be very precious, so it was a pity to throw them away.

After a while, the blacksmith Wang and his daughter packed up their things, and in the yard, the two of them were carrying large bags and small wraps, especially the king blacksmith, it seemed that he had brought some tools for striking iron, and the big burden was almost enough to fit a person, almost asking him to drag it away.

"Dad, why do you bring so many things?" The woman asked curiously.

"Of course, if we don't bring these, will we drink the northwest wind when we get outside?" Blacksmith Wang said angrily: "Okay, let's leave quickly, otherwise the immortal master will come back in a while, and we won't be able to leave." ”

"Oh." The woman nodded a little unhappily, she heard that it was the immortal master who saved her just now, but they still didn't trust people, so they didn't say goodbye, isn't it a little unauthentic? But she couldn't help but listen to her father's words, she knew that her father was for her good, so she had to follow silently.

The two walked to the door, first opened the door to see if there was anyone outside, and when it was safe, they opened the door wide, and beckoned the daughter on the side and said, "Let's go." ”

But before he could take two steps, the blacksmith almost tripped over something, and when he looked down, he saw that a man had fallen at the door of his house.