"Isn't the sword pure?" Qin Mo chewed bitterly on Ye Gucheng's evaluation, he knew in his heart that Ye Gucheng's evaluation did not have the slightest moisture, the soul furnace, the three parts of the world, the sword was only a part of his strength, he was not destined to be a swordsman.

But what can he do, even if he is not a swordsman, it can't stop his determination to pursue the way of the sword.

"In Xia Qin Mo, I have come to teach Ye City Lord's Flying Immortals outside the sky. Qin Mo repeated his previous words again, but this time there was unprecedented firmness in his words.

"Huh?" Ye Gucheng finally turned to face Qin Mo: "I feel your determination, you are qualified to take my sword." ”

Qin Mo's face was solemn: "Please!" Without waiting for Ye Gucheng to make a move, Qin Mo moved first, he was afraid that when Ye Gucheng made a move, he would not have a chance to make another move.

"Sword Dream Eighteen!" If you insist on giving Sword Dream Eighteen a name, a dream of the Yellow Sorghum World is the most suitable. The last move, Sword Dream Eighteen, is Qin Mo's primary exploration of the birth realm of a dream, the reversal of time and space for a thousand years in a dream, but even if it is only a rudimentary move, the requirements for the sword maker, the spirit and even the comprehension of the sword intent are extremely harsh. If it was in reality, Qin Mo would have to wither his qi and blood when he used this move, but in the dream realm, Qin Mo could take a trick, and the dream realm also had a very big bonus effect on the sword style of Sword Dream Eighteen, which had the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

A little bit of glittering yellow sorghum light rose on the tip of the sword, and that little bit of yellow sorghum light was as light as nothing in Qin Mo's hands, but in Ye Gucheng's eyes, it seemed to be the whole world.

Ye Gucheng quietly looked at Qin Mo's sword style, and became half interested: "Yes, a sword is born, but it's a pity that it's just a prototype." ”

When a sword rises, the world is born, and when a sword falls, the world falls.

It's a pity that the world on Qin Mo's sword can't be called a world yet, and if it has to be forcibly defined, it can only be described as a half-baked half-plane.

The sword of Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is like a flying immortal, and the people are also like flying immortals.

The brilliant sword move is high and the sword is as fast as lightning, and a sword light flies obliquely, such as a shocking lightning, such as Changhong Jingtian, its person is perfect, and its move is perfect. In Qin Mo's eyes, Ye Gucheng's people and swords merged with the White Cloud City behind him, with his cold cliff, and with his unbearably cold loneliness.

Qin Mo had never seen such a brilliant sword, free from the shackles of his physical body and the influence of his injuries, flying immortals outside the sky, and was almost pushed to the extreme of his life by Ye Gucheng.

At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly felt that the yellow sorghum rising in his hand was so simple and ridiculous, and under the brilliant sword light, it was vulnerable to destruction and dissipation.

Ye Gucheng's figure appeared behind Qin Mo, and the Flying Rainbow Sword was slowly retracted in its sheath.

It was only at this time that the words "Flying Immortals ...... Outside the Sky" came into Qin Mo's ears.

A lonely and arrogant sword intent turned into a heart in the dream, and it was inserted into Qin Mo's heart one inch to the left, if it weren't for his humble yellow sword, Qin Mo at this time might have returned to the spiritual sea, and his soul was greatly damaged, but even so, Qin Mo at this time was also seriously injured, and he could only use the sword to stay with difficulty.

"Thank you City Lord for your teaching!" Qin Mo smiled, but his smile revealed indescribable sincerity and joy. The hand kept stopping, and the sword intent was around the heart of the sword, and he actually sealed Ye Gucheng's sword intent in his own soul. The light of the brilliant sword intent almost illuminated Qin Mo's entire divine soul.

Ye Gucheng silently watched what Qin Mo had done, didn't care about the sword mark on his right arm, and said, "It's good to do it yourself." ”

Sealing other people's sword intent is like a divine soul, it is not a joke, the weak soul is a bad nine form and god will be destroyed, even if it is not so, the divine soul will be tortured and hit by the sword intent all the time.

As soon as Qin Mo returned to the Spirit Sea, Qin Meng and Qin Shu, who had been preparing for a long time, moved him to the deepest part of the Spirit Sea, and a huge sealing array crawled out of the dense sealing spirit text, firmly blocking Ye Gucheng's sword intent in Qin Mo's divine soul.

So far, the goat milk produced by the little curly hair has been moved, and Qin Shu poured half of the goat's milk on Qin Mo, and Qin Mo, who was already weak, suddenly improved by half.

Qin Mo half-opened his eyes and said: "Qin Shu, the next thing is all up to you, according to the previous plan, I need to use my sword intent to fight against Ye Gucheng's sword intent, and absorb the sword intent nutrients that are beneficial to me." ”

Qin Shu nodded: "Don't worry, everything outside has me." ”

Qin Meng interjected: "Remember, the production of goat milk is limited, and I will only use a drop for you when you reach your limit, you have to hold on." ”

Qin Mo: "If you don't have the courage to fight for your life, how can you have rich rewards." After speaking, Qin Mo slowly closed his eyes.

Qin Shu opened his eyes, and at this time, under his robe, blood stains oozed from the left side of his body and mind, and a sword-shaped penetration appeared without the slightest warning, but the wound was tightly sealed by Ruochan's metal clothes.

The metal clothes flowed, and in the blink of an eye, Ruochan had already appeared beside Qin Shu.

"Young master, you are injured, Ruochan will treat you. ”

Qin Shu nodded, not paying any attention to the injuries on his body.

When I returned to my temporary station in the capital from the lurking place, it was already the day of the full moon.

Wen Yueting was the first person to sense Qin Shu's exit, "You are finally back, if you don't come back, you will miss the duel between Jane and Ximen Blowing Snow." ”

Listening to Wen Yueting's confident words, Qin Shu confirmed that Jian Ningfei's matter was stable, and nodded lightly in response.

"Tell me about what happened in the last few days. Qin Shu said lightly.

Wen Yueting glanced at Qin Shu strangely, she felt that after returning this time, Qin Mo's temperament had changed dramatically, but she didn't care too much.

"Let's talk about Shen Lian first, you will never think of Shen Lian's final result. Wen Yueting said.

"Shen Lian?" Qin Shu said, "Haven't you been taken away by the death prison?"

Wen Yueting said: "It's not, but I don't know if the death prison is too unlucky, Shen Lian's spiritual sea seems to be different from ordinary people, and he can't give it up, but he was shattered by Shen Lian's entire soul, and part of his inheritance was inherited by Shen Lian." ”

These things didn't arouse Qin Shu's slightest surprise: "And then, you killed him?"

Seeing that Qin Shu was lacking in interest, Wen Yueting no longer sold Guanzi: "No, I took it as my subordinate." ”

"Congratulations!" Qin Shu said lightly.

Wen Yueting shook her head: "I really don't understand that you mean a little congratulations." ”

"What about the others? Lu Xiaofeng. ”

Wen Yueting glanced at Qin Shu with a complicated look in her eyes: "I don't know if it was because you delayed Ye Gucheng to have an effect, or because of the flowers, Lu Xiaofeng didn't find Ye Gucheng, or didn't want to find it, and then he disappeared in the capital." ”

"Unexpected choice. ”

Wen Yueting agreed: "I thought he would stop Ye Gucheng at first, but I didn't expect ......"

"Where's Qi Tai's side, are you ready?"

"Everything is ready, it depends on this moment whether you win or lose. ”

Guler hurriedly walked in: "Boss, the time is almost up, it's time for us to leave." ”

Qin Shu and Wen Yueting glanced at each other: "Let's go, it's the last moment, Jian Ningfei, let me see your self-styled cultivation to fight against Ximen Blowing Snow." The name that Tao Xiantian can remember is naturally not simple, but Qin Shu has no intention of pursuing the story behind the two people, even if Wen Yueting in front of him seems to know something, he is not interested.

The night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City.

Qin Mo and the four of them entered the imperial city with four ribbons, there were only five ribbons, but now they are indeed flooded, as long as they have some fame in the rivers and lakes, they almost all enter the imperial city with a ribbon.

The four of them found a remote corner and slowly waited for that moment to come. At this point, everything that needs to be done has been done, and the only thing left is to resign yourself to fate. At this time, Ximen Fuxue had already stood on the side of the top of the Forbidden City with his sword.

All the people who entered the rivers and lakes seemed to be affected by the blowing snow at the West Gate, and became cautious and lightly moved.

As the minutes ticked by, "It's coming," I don't know who shouted.

Ye Gucheng appeared.

Only Qin Mo and the others knew that Ye Gucheng at this time was neither Ye Gucheng himself nor Shengtong, but Jian Ningfei.

followed by that extremely classic dialogue, and Jian Ningfei learned almost ten out of ten.

Qin Shu looked at the top intently and said slowly: "It's started." ”