Xiang Li's sword is called Dawn, it is longer than other girls' swords, the sword body is also wider, and the blade is even more open, and the sharpness is not low, not to mention sharpening iron like mud and blowing sharp blades, but it is still no problem to chop and chop small beasts.

Compared with other girls who marry and start a family, and embark on the old path of husband and child, she just regards practicing martial arts as a pastime to relieve boredom, she does not want to be satisfied with the status quo, but wants to change all this, but has never encountered the right opportunity.

Now, after meeting Xiang Mo, especially after seeing his skills, his heart, which had been silent for a long time, finally beat violently.

She knew her chance had come.

Although Xiang Mo's strength is very weak, he is very diligent, and it is not ordinary diligence, it has reached a terrible level, and the time of practice is many, many times more than everyone else.

As a girl who often practices swords in the martial arts field, she doesn't know how many times she has seen Xiang Mo practicing swords endlessly, practicing until she lost her strength, collapsed to the ground, and finally had to climb back by herself.

Several times she followed behind, watching the boy fight against this unjust world, and wondering what was the force that supported him to be so enterprising and so diligent.

I don't know which time she followed him home, she was moved by the tenacious spirit of the other party, she couldn't control her feelings anymore, and cried loudly, crying so much that her clothes were wet.

But now, face-to-face with this boy who has worked hard to go crazy has become overwhelming.

She was shy.

"Otherwise, let's start with the skimming style. ”

I haven't received a reply from Xiang Li for a long time, and Xiang Mo didn't want to delay, so he started the drill by himself, explaining the key points of the moves from time to time.

“...... Rotate your arms and wrists as you sit back, so that the tip of the sword is skimmed from bottom to right and up, and your left hand is still protected by the side of your right wrist......"

As the key points of the tricks were pointed out one by one, he showed Mo Shi the sword moves that he had practiced thousands of times, and each move was almost perfect without any flaws.

Or full force, heavy and strong, or agile, such as a butterfly wearing flowers.

The simple swordsmanship is full of beauty in his hands, which is the beauty of concise coordination after a thousand blows.

Xiang Li, who looked at it, was stunned at the beginning, and was speechless for a long time.

Before, she didn't think Xiang Mo was how, a thin little guy who didn't pull a few black and didn't slip away, kept dancing a sword, not to mention the beauty, the people who were shaking just the sword light couldn't open their eyes, and they were scared to hide as far as they wanted.

Now, with the growth of the years and the comprehension of the sword intent, I was really shocked to look at this fair-skinned young man again, looking at his increasingly upright posture, and admiring the incomparable and wonderful swordsmanship.

It turns out that people will grow up, or they will grow handsome, it turns out that those incomprehensible swordsmanship are because they don't pay attention, as long as they look at it with their hearts, they are so handsome and good-looking.

Her face became redder and redder, like a deer crashing, and her heart was pounding, up and down, as uncalm as the turbulent waters of a lake.

She even wanted to pounce directly and merge with this person and this sword.

But she knew she couldn't, not even have the idea.

Xiang Mo is still too weak to hurt him.

If you walk with him, not only will he die, but he will also die.

How can two people who are so weak that they can't even protect themselves protect their common happiness can protect them?

Xiang Mo didn't know that the beautiful woman in front of him was tossing and turning, he no longer continued to instruct the swordsmanship like just now, but indulged in sword dancing by himself.

Defeated step to twist the sword, seal the back of the back, raise the knee and chop the sword...... The thirty-six forms, which were fused into one by him, frantically practiced on the martial arts field, and gradually turned into a white ball of light.

Suddenly, his speed increased suddenly, and the long sword in his hand made a sharp and piercing tearing sound as it broke through the sky, and it burst into a dazzling light.

Where the long sword slashed, the air completely shattered and annihilated, and everything around it sharply approached the trajectory where the sword body was, and then it was dissolved and collapsed, forming a terrifying explosion.

It's so strong, why is it so strong.

Xiang Li's little liver was about to jump out, and the little woman's appearance just now was also shocked by such an extraordinary scene, and she recalled it.

Isn't he a first-order martial artist, why is the power of his sword so strong, even the sword technique he saw that day is not half as powerful as the Ling Dang sword technique that he is now using to Mo Shi.

Perhaps, he broke through!

Xiang Li was taken aback by his sudden whim.

She remembered very well that her sisters had gossiped about Xiang Mo's past carefully and carefully, and had really been struck by lightning, so they had laughed at him many times, but they were completely ignored by this little boy who was as dark as wood.

She even checked the family's previous records in person, clearly writing the day Xiang Mo was struck by lightning, and after that, he completely lost hope of progress.

Everything will not be wrong, then, is the current Xiang Mo really the same Xiang Mo who had no hope before?

An hour passed, two hours passed, three hours passed, and Xiang Limulan woke up from his thoughts, only to feel that the twilight was getting thicker and thicker, and slowly, the sky was as dark as a crow.

But in front of him, this young man seemed to have never known that the sky would be black, but his expression was focused, sword after sword, meticulous.

Under his feet, a puddle of water gradually formed, which was formed by continuous dripping sweat.

Even though his physical strength had been almost exhausted, he was not sloppy at all, and his eyes were so focused that he could not tolerate anything else.

Five hours passed, Xiang Mo finally couldn't support it, his sword moves began to slow down gradually, his arms trembled uncontrollably, and his legs were no longer agile.

But even so, he still didn't give up, and he didn't seem to know what it was to give up.

"Xiang Mo, that's enough!

Cried out to the plow,

However, Xiang Mo seemed to have a spell, isolated from the world, and his mind was dancing with a sword, and he couldn't hear anyone's voice at all.

Xiang Li finally couldn't help it, rushed over and hugged Xiang Mo, pressed him to the ground, and his white jade hand pressed his arm, so that he could no longer continue to swing the sword.

"Get out of here!"

Xiang Mo pushed Xiang Lili away, trying to stand up, but his legs were already as weak as noodles, and when he stood up, he swayed left and right, stumbled a few steps, and fell forward again.

When he was about to fall, he decisively flicked his wrist and stuck Dawn on the ground, barely supporting his body from falling.

He opened his eyes angrily, knelt on one knee, gasping for air, and the green tendons on his forehead swelled with the whirring air, like an enraged lion.

"Please, don't spoil yourself like this for my sake!"

Xiang Li pounced on her again and hugged Xiang Mo, she cried, tears fell out of her eyes one by one, and soon, the cyan martial arts skirt was wet, and the wood-gray practice clothes were also wet.

Lying on Xiang Mo's body, she only felt like she was holding a boat floating on the sea, and the violently beating heart at that moment took her with her, like wave after wave like waves.

She could feel the power gushing into Mo's body, the indomitable will, and the gentleness.

If she could, she really wanted to hold Xiang Mo like this for the rest of her life, but unfortunately, she was pushed away again.

Xiang Mo regained his senses, let go of Dawn, stood up, and walked into the distance without looking back.

Xiang Li was still crawling on the ground crying, she looked at the departing man with her red eyes, and for some reason, she felt that the other party would not come back if she left.

It's not that Xiang Mo doesn't know Xiang Li, but he puts on an attitude of indifference.

What he wants to do in the future is destined to be a big thing, and he doesn't want to implicate others anymore.

Back home, with a little washing, he began to plan his actions.

On the playground just now, he also heard another news, this time Xiang Wuxing was abolished, and the elders held a meeting and had to nominate Xiang Tantu, who ranked second, as the family representative.

Although Xiang Tantu's strength is only fourth-order, he has no other choice in the current situation, and it is not impossible to have a higher strength than him, but it is not as hard as his background.

Besides, with the support of the great elder Xiang Tianqi, who dares to say a single step.

However, even if he was chosen, for the sake of the reputation of the Xiang family, the family still gave a lot of resource support, and brought him into the secret room overnight to cut him down and wash his marrow.

Right now, it is a critical period for him to cut his hair and wash the marrow, and his body should be extremely weak.

If you can seize this opportunity, you can avenge your friend.

In the middle of the night, twilight quietly fell like a large gray net, covering the whole land, even the moon.

There is not a trace of light in the inky sky.

Earlier, Xiang Wuxing had entered this place, promoted from the fourth order of martial apprentices to the fifth order of martial apprentices, and later informed Xiang Mo of this place.

Tonight, Xiang Mo was dressed in black, covered with a mask, followed the edge of the wall, touched this place, climbed on the roof, and secretly hid.

The place where Xiang Tantu is located is an underground secret room, which is very tightly sealed.

This secret room was built on an ordinary house, and there were several warriors outside, usually lazy, sitting or lying down or chatting, seemingly indifferent to everything around them, but in fact they were extremely vigilant, always paying attention to everything that could be changed, even if a bird was born to fly would attract their attention.

Xiang Mo's light skills are not clever, to be exact, he only knows a skin, or Xiang Wuxing pointed him out, he doesn't have real power but supports easy use, but it doesn't prevent him from being patient.

He has always believed in a truth, there is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of those who have a heart.

As long as you wait patiently, there is always a chance to dive in.

It's just that tonight, it seems that because of Xiang Tantu's arrival, there are more than twice as many guards here as usual, and they are all good, and walking gives people an invisible pressure.

Finally, in the middle of the night, most of the guards fell asleep and were no longer as awake as they had just been.

It's time to get your hands dirty.

The moon is dark and kills the night, and the wind is high and the sky is on fire.

Xiang Mo kept an unusually slow movement moving forward, all his attention was on his feet, and when he landed, it was very light, and he even used his true qi.

The true qi of the fourth order of the martial apprentice did not have much effect on light skills, but he still used it with all his might, condensing the true qi on the soles of his feet, and did not give up a trace of effort.

He is such a person, no matter what he does, he always thinks of going all out, especially this kind of thing that may be life-threatening, but also with a heart to do everything he can do.

After a few steps, no one noticed his infiltration, and most of the guards had already closed their eyes and were napping on the floor, even the last two guards were sleepy-eyed and listless.

After a few more steps, he came to a guard who was sitting in a corner and sleeping with his head down, and he quietly drew the guard's sword out little by little.

He drew his sword gently, like a mother soothing her child.

The long sword was drawn neatly and held in his hand.

Xiang Mo slightly ran the true qi and flowed into the long sword, and a shallow line emerged with the infusion of the true qi.

It's still an air seal!

I really didn't expect that any guard here was holding an air-marked weapon, but fortunately, this was a sword, and he was best at a sword.

At that moment, the guard seemed to realize something and opened his eyes.

However, what greeted him was a sore throat, the breath in his throat rushed out, and a pool of blood spurted out of the cavity.

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't, and then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.