The sword light is like autumn water, and Mu Qing is worthy of being the youngest confidant and the youngest great cultivator on the mainland.

The originally thick clouds in the sky were neatly split in half, and the sun peeked through the gaps cut by the sword light. The sky, which had been darkened by clouds blocking the sunlight, was like a curtain of light.

The fine dust particles are clearly visible under the light curtain, and the leaves are flying in the light curtain.

Su Yan appeared in the light curtain, the long sleeves of the hospital uniform danced, and the feet seemed to be flowing water.

Su Yan's face was not shocked, the strength of the Holy Maiden Mu Qing had long been expected, when he was in the peach forest, one day he heard the name of the Holy Maiden Mu Qing mentioned in the conversation between the teacher and his aunt, and his tone was very appreciative.

There is no slight enemy, he knows far more than Song Qian and the others, Mu Qing's strength is not only what the outside world speculates, but also knows his fate.

When Mu Qing stabbed out with a sword, his footsteps had already taken one step to the left, and then he took three steps forward. As soon as his footsteps left the place, there was a thud in the air, and a little cold appeared where he had just been.

Mu Qing was not surprised, she had never looked down on Su Yan, people like her would never look down on others in battle, and she would never have any other emotions before the result appeared.

Even in the face of unarmed ordinary people.

With a slight swing of his wrist, a little cold star did not disappear after it appeared, and chased after Su Yan's figure.

It's like drawing an arc with a pen, and the cold star is the starting point and falling on Su Yan's body.

An arc-shaped crack appeared in the clouds in the sky, and then an arc-shaped curtain of light appeared.

Su Yan's sleeves swayed lightly, and his body became lighter.

The lines continued, Mu Qing used the sword as the pen, the space of heaven and earth as the rice paper, kept drawing lines, countless mysterious lines appeared in the air, and the clouds in the sky corresponded to countless cracks, and more sunlight shone down.

From the ground, the clouds were cut into countless irregular shapes, and the edges cut by the sword qi were neat, and the clouds did not have time to fill in a short period of time, and I don't know who threw the shattered mirror into the sky, except that the surface of the clouds was not so flat.

Su Yan's body is getting lighter and lighter, and in the end, the whole person is like a weightless piece of paper that has lost the gravitational pull of the center of the earth and floats in the air, no matter how much light there is, no matter how fast the person who draws the line, the brush can never fall on Su Yan's body.

His face was still calm, but his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and those lines in the sky suddenly disappeared, Mu Qing put his sword in front of his chest, but his body took a step back.

The sole of the shoe just made contact with the green tile on the ridge, and then the instep bent up like a bow, and the toe touched the ground, and the whole person left the roof and flew into the air, and in mid-air, his body flipped up, his head and feet, and the sword in his hand stabbed straight towards Su Yan.

This time it's a straight line, but it's thicker.

The tip of the sword trembled at high speed, and under the sunlight, several cold stars appeared and came towards Su Yan with a scream that pierced the air.

The cold star is bright, brighter than the summer sun.

The cold star was still dozens of feet in the sky, but the sword qi made the green tiles on the roof crackle for a while, just like the rain hitting the banana leaves, and like a girl flicking the piano.

The green tiles of the roof were smashed into countless pieces, revealing the sturdy purlins, rafters, lookout boards, etc. inside.

Su Yan also went up, with an extra green steel sword in his hand, and if he didn't meet it, he was afraid that this small building would be destroyed by Mu Qing.

The saint is really a fighting madman, or an idiot, at this time she only has Su Yan in her eyes, where is there anything to talk about Xiaolou and the rest?

The Qinggang sword is Liu Mengmeng's sword, and the plum blossom brand was not brought in the academy, so it was not a light enemy or carelessness.

Just because the plum blossom brand is a sword that only kills, it is not suitable for discussion.

The plum blossom falls where the blood is suspicious, and the flower blooms and falls for another life.

Facing those cold stars, Su Yan's face was as calm as water, and the green steel long sword in his hand conjured up countless flowers, which were a little less murderous and more beautiful than plum blossoms.

The figure flew along the mysterious trajectory, and the figure became more and more elegant, and became more and more faint.

The sword in his hand pierced countless flowers,

The figure is as graceful as a butterfly, and the students standing on the ground look up, and a beautiful painting of butterflies and flowers appears in the air.

The flowers bloomed slowly, the butterflies danced, the tiles quieted down, the pieces came together again, and fit neatly on the roof, the broken edges corresponding, but the cracks were like thin threads.

Liu Mengmeng's mouth opened wide in surprise, Tang Guoer's already round eyes opened wider and rounder, the two of them were geniuses who could be made by the academy to make an exception, maybe not to the top, but they were definitely rare geniuses in the world, and the two of them even had the intention of going into the backyard.

Especially Tang Guo'er, who came to Dahe, naturally has the pride of Dahe people, although he does not despise the academy, but he has always felt that his qualifications will not be worse than those in the backyard.

The two of them saw that Su Yan was recruited like a butterfly, although they were already friends, but in the depths of their hearts, they inevitably had some higher and lower thoughts, at this time, seeing Su Yan's sword like a butterfly dancing flowers, Tang Guo'er's eyes flashed a trace of dazedness, and then they became firm again, no matter how hard they worked, they would definitely be able to do it, as for Liu Mengmeng, his eyes were full of worship.

The white clouds in the sky lost the cutting of the sword qi and slowly turned into a clump of flocculent, like a clump of cotton.

Tang Guo'er swallowed her saliva, there were so many marshmallows in the sky.

Mu Qing's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, she didn't like a man to be so beautiful, in her world, all attacks should be decisive and explosive.

A clear whistle sounded, and the cold stars in the sky suddenly became denser and denser.

Attentive people found that a cold star corresponds to just one flower. The flowers open upwards towards the cold star, and the cold star falls towards the flowers.

I don't understand the spring flowers and autumn moon, I only have one purpose, and that is to defeat you.

The flowers and cold stars are too dense, and it is no longer the rain hitting the banana leaves, and there is a sharp jingle sound, just like the person who plays the pipa in the funeral flower building, and Qianqian's ten fingers are plucked sharply on the string.

With the last sound of "ding", the cold stars and flowers in the sky dispersed, Su Yan and Mu Qing stood opposite each other, and the tips of the two green steel long swords were pressed together, looking at it from a distance, forming a straight line.

It took a long time to describe it, and it was only a moment, and the flowers bloomed in an instant, and the tips of the two swords were relatively close together.

Mu Qing's sideburns were slightly messy, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes that had been calm caused a ripple.

The ripples rippled for a moment, and the eyes condensed into a needle: "Come again." "A clear drink.

The cold stars in the sky appeared again, but this time it seemed endless, and Mu Qing's body was hidden among the stars.

This time, the flowers did not bloom, and Su Yan fell quickly from the air towards the ground.

When he reached the green tile on the ridge, he totoed a little, and the whole person went straight up again, this time it was higher and faster than the one just now, and the green steel sword in his hand scattered several cold stars of Mu Qing's long sword and then passed shoulders with Mu Qing and continued to go up, faintly coming to the white clouds.

Mu Qing's eyes stared at Su Yan's figure tightly, at this time, Su Yan had already come to the sky above the cold star, the clear whistle sounded again, the cold star in the sky suddenly disappeared, Mu Qing's figure appeared in the air, the tip of his left foot was a little on his right foot, Mu Qing's body rose into the air again and greeted Su Yan towards the white clouds.

This time, Su Yan was above, she was below, and the cold stars condensed into a huge sword light, piercing the air with a bang, and when the sword light passed, a huge vacuum channel appeared in the air, and a condensation cloud appeared in the air.

Su Yan's left hand was like a fallen leaf, and in an instant, he didn't know how many palms he made, and the sky was full of palm shadows. The long sword in his right hand slashed through the white clouds, and slashed down at Mu Qing's huge sword.

In the face of Mu Qing's all-out sword, Su Yan also had to go all out.

There was a soft sound, and then there was a snap, like the sound of breaking an egg in the air, the sword lights of the two collided together, and a black dot appeared in the air from a distance, the black dot was not pitch black, it was that deep black, devouring all the material in this space, even the sunlight could not escape.

The soft sound is the intersection of long swords, but the snapping sound is the sound of space breaking.

The blue sky turned pure blue, and the scorching sun turned pale.

The fierce sword qi of the two escaped from the hole in the space towards the black void, like a wooden barrel filled with water that had been pierced through a hole.

The walls of the barrel are the barriers of space, and those sword qi and air are the water in the barrel.

Everyone on the ground looked at each other in shock, no one expected that the two swords would burst out with such great power, and even the space would be struck out of a hole.

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The spatial barrier is extremely strong, and the great cultivators of the Knowing Destiny Realm cannot penetrate it, and there may be a power beyond the Knowing Destiny, but the laws of heaven and earth will strengthen and repair themselves after sensing it.

They are not cultivators above knowing fate, and the laws of heaven and earth naturally judge that they cannot threaten the spatial barrier, and no one thought that the two knowing fate realms could break the spatial barrier.

I can't imagine it.

The two of them are extremely dangerous at this time, the black hole collapses at a seemingly slow but actually extremely fast speed, the hole is only the size of a needle tip when it first appears, and it becomes the size of an egg in the blink of an eye, there is a huge attraction in the space black hole, whether it is dust particles, or sunlight, in short, all the matter in this space is flowing towards the void outside the hole at an alarming speed, Mu Qing can't resist this gravitational force, Su Yan can't either, the two of them used all the strength of their bodies to move their bodies a few feet away from the edge of the hole at the moment the hole was formed, and then they couldn't control their bodies from being slowly sucked away by the black hole。

The black hole is still expanding, and if it is not stopped, the end result will be that even the entire continent and the whole world will be swallowed by the black hole.

Su Yan can't escape, Mu Qing can't escape, everyone in this world can't escape, maybe the legendary existence above the fate.

At this critical juncture, Su Yan put away the long sword in his hand and stretched out his hands again. Mu Qing instantly understood what he meant, and also put away the long sword and stretched out his hands, the four palms of the two of them were against each other, and all the vitality in Su Yan's collective poured out towards Mu Qing, and Mu Qing also mobilized the Yuan Force of his whole body to pour towards Su Yan through the palms of the two of them, and the vitality formed a short cycle between the two of them.

It is an extremely dangerous thing for both parties to have their vitality enter other people's bodies, as long as the two of them have bad intentions, the slightest movement of vitality will be a catastrophe for the other person.

At this moment, both of them did not hesitate at all, and they both handed themselves over to each other with confidence, just like the other party was a comrade-in-arms who was fully able to entrust their backs.

The circulation of vitality formed a small aura around the two of them, and the two of them temporarily stayed in the air, resisting the gravitational pull of the black hole, making the speed of their bodies moving towards the black hole a little slower.

But the black hole is still collapsing, and a strange picture appears in the air, like a pair of invisible hands breaking down the space barrier like an eggshell piece by piece, and then throwing it into the endless void behind the hole.

Seeing that the hole was getting bigger and bigger, and the edge of the hole between the two of them was getting closer and closer, several young people on the ground who had been following Mu Qing exclaimed in surprise and fled far away, Song Qian's face changed several times rapidly, hesitated for a moment, stomped his feet and spread his body to sweep into the distance, but the landing place was closer than those young people.

At this time, the distance is relatively safe.

Only the girl who followed Mu Qing's side was left, her cheeks were flushed, and tears came out in her eyes, and she shouted to Song Qian vigorously: "Song Gongzi, go and help the saintess, haven't you always been very good to the saint?" Song Qian stood far away and did not speak, and a look of shame flashed in his eyes.

Liu Mengmeng and Tang Guo'er both swept towards the positions of the two of them in the air, and those students of the academy who had the ability to jump into the air also followed Liu Mengmeng and Tang Guo'er into the air, and those who cultivated as subordinates shouted Su Yan's name below: "Senior Brother Su Yan, come down quickly."

Just when Liu Mengmeng and the others had just lifted into the air and the hole was spread to the size of a round table, several powerful auras rose in the entire Licheng, including the academy, but before these auras could react, the air swayed slightly, and a young scholar with a gentle smile appeared in the air next to Su Yan and Mu Qing.

The scholar was wearing a patched cotton coat, and I didn't know if he was hot or not in this hot weather. The stitches on the patch are neat and fine, as if they had been measured with a ruler, and the edges of the patch are extremely even. In terms of handiwork alone, I'm afraid it's even better than the red makeup in the backyard.

As soon as the scholar appeared, several powerful breaths in Licheng calmed down. An old man in the imperial palace with a white beard and a wrinkled face shook his head and closed his eyes again.

The scholar had a gentle smile on his face, but his brows were furrowed, and he walked a little lazily between Su Yan and Mu Qing and the black hole, and the cotton clothes on his chest in the direction of the black hole in the space bulged a small bag, and then quickly returned to flatness.

The scholar single-handedly resisted the terrifying attraction of the black hole.