Ink walks on the water, obviously with thousands of lakes under your feet, but it is like walking on flat ground. Only when each step touches the surface of the water and ripples does people realize that there is still a bottomless lake underneath.

As Mo slowly 'walked' forward, the dark clouds overhead were completely cut and dispersed. Endless moonlight poured down, reflecting on the surface of the lake, scattering into countless spots of light. At this moment, the waves have subsided, the moonlight has set the scene, and the name of the sword saint is worthy of the world!

Suddenly, Mo stopped, froze in place, and looked in one direction. There was no need to go any further, because the 'man' he was looking for had already come.

"Are you the rumored Juggernaut?" An abrupt voice sounded, obviously it seemed to come from afar when it first came, but by the time the last word was spoken, the source of the sound was already close at hand.

I don't know when, Huiyin's figure has appeared less than a few feet away in front of Mo's body. Looking up and down at the man in front of her who looked too young in appearance, if she hadn't felt the sharp momentum that was constantly emanating from the other party, she would have been a little hard to believe what she was seeing.

is so young, it looks like he is not much older than Ah Li......

"If there is no second so-called 'Sword Saint' in this world, then the 'Sword Saint' you are talking about should be me."

Hearing this, Huiyin's eyes flickered twice. Listening to the tone of the other party, it seems that he is slightly dissatisfied with the title of this so-called 'Sword Saint'.

Dissatisfaction is certain, and the so-called false name is tiring. Mo didn't know how many people came to him because of this name, either for a challenge or for apprenticeship, which was annoying. If he could, he would have liked to find someone to put the name on him.

Just as Huiyin was looking at Mo, Mo was also looking at Huiyin.

With long silver hair, delicate face, and long green dress, if you ignore the pair of conspicuous long horns, she is also a stunning beauty.

And there is no such brutal and bloody appearance on his body as described by the intelligence, but a bookish aura comes to his face when he looks closely, like an intellectual beauty who has come out of an ancient library.

"Then Your Highness the Sword Saint, are you here to kill me?" Huiyin nodded and asked. Although she knew that such a question was really redundant, for the sake of Ali's small expectation, she still 'knowingly asked' for a while.

Mo didn't answer her question, just put his right hand on the hilt of the long sword at his waist, and with a sonorous sound, obviously he didn't draw the sword, but Huiyin seemed to hear a loud sword roar, revealing endless cold in the clarity.

Needless to say, just fight!

Alas...... Huiyin sighed softly in her heart, is that really the case, I'm sorry, Ah Li, this time it really can't be as you wish.

Before she was ready to come out, the uneasy Ali still grabbed her and told her to try to explain to the other party if she could, and it would be best to avoid conflict. Although she knew that this possibility was still very small, she still agreed. And now, as she expected, the other party didn't even give a chance to defend herself.

Maybe it's just a battle left and right......

The hesitation in Huiyin's eyes retreated, replaced by a flash of edge. Since you're going to fight, come on!

The next moment, thunder broke out, and the calm lake suddenly set off huge waves, and the sword strikes of the two at the same time collided together, completely breaking the silence under this night sky.

Mo's gaze flickered for a moment, looking at the Yingying long sword that appeared in the other party's hand at some point. If you look closely, it's not just a 'sword'. More precisely, a sword-shaped 'beam'. But in Mo's eyes, the 'lightsaber' that looked irregularly shaped exuded a sharp feeling that seemed to be enough to cut the gaze.

In the first blow, neither side tried anything. Hui Yin didn't stop, and gestured at the 'long sword' in his hand from a distance, and the next moment, the surface of the lake was cut open again, and an invisible edge instantly descended in front of Mo's body.

Mo casually set up the long sword in his hand and easily blocked this invisible 'sword strike'. But in the next moment, Mo's face changed suddenly, and his right hand shook violently, as if he wanted to make a change. But it was already a moment late, and I saw a sharp crack in the cuff of his clothes, as if it had been cut by some sharp sword.

Staring at the torn cuffs on his clothes, Mo was silent for a moment, and then spoke: "Good sword!" Obviously, he had blocked the slash, but an invisible edge still penetrated in, and he forced a hole in his sleeve.

Hui Yin didn't take the opportunity to continue the attack, but stopped and nodded, and replied, "This is a good sword!" ”

The name of the sword is Tiancong Yun, its sharpness is unparalleled in the world, known as the continuous non-stop, it appears from mythological biographies, and it is naturally a good sword.

Mo shook his head and put his sword into the sheath, "But this little trick alone is not enough!" ”

Huiyin raised her eyebrows: "Really?" I don't know what the result will be if I don't try this. ”

The left foot slowly took half a step back, Mo pulled out a marked sword posture, charged, exploded, and in the next moment, Mo's figure disappeared in place, and then appeared directly in front of Huiyin, the sword came out, like a dragon.

In the face of this sudden attack, Hui Yin's face did not show any panic, and the 'long sword' in his hand had already intercepted in front of Mo's sword move.

There was a crisp sound, and the two swords clashed together. The figures of the two did not waver at all, but the surface of the lake under their feet seemed to be constantly cut apart by an invisible edge in the next moment, forming huge 'cracks'.

The clashing of swords continued, and the surface of the lake beneath the two men continued to stir up endless waves until they obscured their figures.

The swords of the two were still fighting, and Mo's brows were furrowed, this time he was on guard, and naturally he would not be easily invaded by the other party's strange 'edge'. But what he somewhat unexpectedly was that in addition to the extraordinary long sword in his hand, the other party even had extraordinary swordsmanship.

No matter how delicate the sword moves you use, the opponent can easily disassemble them. Even the power and speed of swinging the sword are not much inferior to his own. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to block his close-range moves so easily.

Originally, I thought that the other party was just relying on some kind of power to manifest a divine sword, but he didn't have the swordsmanship to match it...... But this is not the case......

But that's not bad, if it's an opponent that can be solved so easily, it's a bit too boring......

Moreover, it seems that there is no way to crack this kind of 'swordsmanship'......

The light in Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and in this short confrontation, he had gradually noticed a trace of 'strangeness' faintly revealed in the other party's strange 'swordsmanship'......

…… To be continued......

(To book friends: I thought back to myself yesterday and found that my own mentality has become a little impetuous. Haha, probably because I was able to have a good result the first time, so I started to stare only at the data, thinking about how this is less than before. Of course, an author who doesn't want to be popular himself is not a good author, but I do feel like I've become a lot more impetuous. I thought about it myself, and such impetuousness did affect my own writing, so I can only say that I am slowly returning to my mentality. I just want to tell the world in my mind, those stories, slowly from the pen, so enough)