The moon is hidden in the lonely mountain.

The hazy moonlight faded and darkness seeped out from everywhere, filling the field of vision into a single color, and everything lurked perfectly.

The city is brightly lit and the sound of laughter is faint, but outside the city is pitch black, and the sound of wind and snow is faint.

The leaders standing on the city wall already had a lot of snow falling on their shoulders, but they still stood like sculptures. They had been standing here for a day, unmoved.

This has already reached the limit of what their psychology can bear, and the doubts in their hearts are about to blow them up.

"Could it be that Grand Commander Mo just wants to test our patience for no reason? Or does he really have two hearts and is ready to murder the Ning family? Who can know what he thinks in his heart?!"

This kind of thing is indeed like putting everyone on hot oil and cooking it slowly, no matter which step they take is not something they can afford, I am afraid that now is the greatest suffering they will endure in their lives.

They had no choice but to keep waiting.

The same is true of the people of the Front, but they are already determined that they are not going to plot against them. However, after many people died under the swords of those loyal to General Mo, the masters and grandmasters of these formations kept their mouths shut in unison.

It wasn't difficult for them to send the message, after all, they had all the formations in Blizzard City, but they all had only one life. With so many people in the front court, why should he take such a risk?

The law does not blame the public and the wise self-protection, it will always be a dead hole that can be targeted!

The old men who have not fought for hundreds of years have long forgotten what color blood is. In addition to intrigue and stir up the situation in the dark corners, he has long been unable to use a sword. They are too worldly, too sleek, even greasy.

For a whole day, not a single person in the Array Court risked his life to deliver the news to the outside world!

General Mo looked towards the darkness below the city and muttered to himself, "I have given you enough time, haven't you recovered yet?"

In the wind, it seems that there is a sudden sound of flowers blooming.

Wang Shi opened his eyes and didn't look at Ning Chengtian next to him, but looked through the layers of snow and looked towards the sky above the city wall. He could clearly perceive that there was a bright sword there!

The eyes of the two were obviously separated by countless things, but they seemed to be no more than ten steps apart, and blood could be splashed at any time!

Ning Chengtian was as quiet as a stone, he had encountered too many such things back then, and he would not be surprised. It's just that I didn't expect that there would be a person in the Ning family who was similar to Wang Shi, and it seems that the Ning family has not declined too much.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Mo Jiang's mouth, and he reached out to hold the sword.

The commanders, who were still immersed in thought, suddenly jumped in their hearts, their breathing stagnant, and stared closely at the sword in General Mo's hand. If the sword was pointed at them, they would have died in an instant.

"Who is Commander Mo going to attack against?"

"Could it be that Grand Commander Mo has waited so long just to fight the person who disrupted the formation?

"Do you have to continue to wait now? Didn't that group of old things in the inner court of the city reveal even the slightest bit of news to the head of the family?"

Countless messages exploded in their minds, and cold sweat oozed from the palms of the commanders. It's fine if it doesn't go wrong, but if something goes wrong, they're all going to die.

Thankfully, Commander Mo is strong enough that no one can defeat him!

However, who could break through the great array of Peakless Mountain and rush up so blatantly?!

The sound of the wind was getting worse in the silence of the people, and the joy in the city was gradually fading away, ready to be sealed in the city. Everything was waiting for the sound of the sword unsheathed.

Wang Shi stood up from the snow, looked up at the top of the Baizhang city wall, and showed a smile, which was a smile he hadn't seen for a long time, and the smile was a little thrilling.

Bang!

The snow that was several feet thick suddenly exploded into a flower, and countless snows flew and embedded themselves in the darkness.

Under the wind, such a sound is really insignificant. What's more, there is a figure whose speed is much faster than the sound of the wind, and before the sound arrives, the person has already arrived.

Trample!

Wang Shi stepped on the city wall, as if he were walking on the ground, and rushed towards the city wall at high speed. All voices were left behind, and he was the only one who broke through the darkness.

Mo Jiang suddenly raised his sword eyebrows, jumped directly towards the city, and stepped on the city wall, and the speed was also extremely fast.

The price commanders immediately froze in place, their faces stunned.

They only now understood that the intention of the Great Commander Mo was really the most unlikely one.

General Mo is just waiting for the person who breaks into the battle! He wants to fight the other party!

Ordinary people don't understand such things, so they are ordinary people. The commanders couldn't figure it out, so they could only be the commanders under General Mo. There are some things that those who understand will naturally understand, and those who don't understand will not understand no matter how much they explain them.

In the darkness, the city wall became a vertical line, and two figures rushed towards the middle from both ends!

Only Ning Yingtian could perceive everything, could feel the equally strong momentum of the two people, and could clearly see all the details of this battle.

Such a battle may be just a small fight for Ning Chengtian, and he can kill two people with a casual raise of his hand in his heyday. However, it's a battle worth watching.

It's not so much about who is stronger than the two people, but rather about whose luck is stronger than the two people, and who is more qualified to climb to the top of this world!

Whether it is Wang Shi or Mo Jiang, they are all the same people as Ning Chengtian! How can such people let each other go? If they meet, they are bound to fight!

The snow that had risen from the ground had not yet flown out, the light cast by the light moon had not moved, and the darkness remained.

The two speeding figures on the city wall have collided together!

Boom!

The air sent out a trembling ripple, but it was immediately cut by the blade, and there was no time to spread out!

General Mo pulled out his sword!

Wang Shi pulled out the knife!

There is no distance between the two of them, and the sword in their hands can only be cut out!

"Nameless Three Blades!"

"Lone Snow!"

The swords intertwined, and a cloud of sparks was wiped out in the darkness!

The snowflakes on the ground arc like fireworks, slowly falling to the ground, and the moonlight is fading, and the huge shadows cast by the city walls are slowly moving, and it will not be long before the sun in the east will break through the darkness and suddenly rise.

The passage of time seems to have accelerated a lot.

Whew!

There was a lot of ice on the city wall, and Wang Shi and General Mo both rubbed a long distance before stopping.

Ning Zhitian raised his head slightly and looked up, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes under the black robe.

"It turned out that it was not from the Ning family. ”

Regarding the identity of Mo Jiang who is not the Ning family, Ning Yingtian still has a faint disappointment. Anyway, his surname is Ning, and he still hopes that there is still an eye-catching person in the Ning family.

The commanders in the city wall did not make any movement, and they still froze on the city wall. That powerful sword aura made their hearts and souls tremble.

"Commander Mo has really drawn his sword!"

"It's been three whole years, and Commander Mo hasn't produced a sword!"

"On that occasion three years ago, the Immortal Realm Elder of the Martial Sect came to Ning's house to make trouble, and was beheaded by the Great Commander Mo with a sword, and the head was packed in a box and sent back to the Martial Sect. The Martial Sect, who has always been domineering, didn't make a sound, Commander Mo was already so strong three years ago, what about now?"

"Now, who is worthy of the great commander to take out the sword?!"

The hearts of the commanders gradually chilled, eager to know what the result was, but they never dared to take half a step forward, and they had long forgotten the chaotic thoughts before.

The light moon still hung in the sky, but the red sun had already jumped, and the light was like the sharpest sword, instantly cutting through the darkness and piercing into everyone's eyes.

The snow reflects the light, and the world is instantly illuminated.

A drop of blood fell vertically, smashing a tiny hole in the snow.

Immediately after, several drops of blood fell, magnifying the bright red hole. The place is snow-white, only here is bright red, like a small flower in full bloom, which looks particularly delicate.

With long hair flying in front of him, Mo Jiang's raised sword eyebrows gradually flattened, the murderous aura in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the sword in his hand returned to the sheath.

Wang Shi looked at the still dark sky, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and he also put the demon knife in its sheath.

All they want is victory or defeat, not life and death, and they all have the strength to fight again.

The two were twenty steps apart, obviously facing each other, but they seemed to be facing each other.

"What a quick knife. Mo Jiang said calmly.

"A sharp sword. Wang Shi also said calmly.

General Mo looked at the snow under the city and said calmly, "You lost." ”

The blood on Wang Shi's arm condensed, ran down his fingers, and dripped down again. However, he was already calm, did not turn around, and did not refute.

In an instant, Wang Shi was cut out of a wound, but Mo Jiang didn't do anything, and the result couldn't be more obvious.

Ning Chengtian walked out of the snow, did not look up at the two people standing on the city wall, but slowly walked towards the city wall, and reached out to touch the frost of ten million years.

"The blood under the ice is still there. ”

Suddenly, a spiderweb-like crack appeared in the ice under Ning Chengtian's hand, spreading rapidly, instantly covering half of the city wall.

Click!

With a crisp sound, a layer of ice fell with a bang, revealing mottled bloodstains and broken weapons.

Mo Jiang's gaze suddenly froze, looking at Ning Yingtian, and the sword in his hand was slightly raised.

Ning Zhitian chuckled lightly and said to General Mo, "You'd better not move." ”

General Mo didn't care about anyone at all, and suddenly took a step forward, but he didn't pull out the sword in his hand and froze in place.

Tick, tick, tick......

The blood quickly joined into a thread, dyeing red on the large expanse of snow, and became a huge red flower.

General Mo suddenly understood everything, put down the sword in his hand, and said calmly: "What a fast knife!"

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