The purpose for which he said this was simple and pure.

Because he saw Mo Xichou's uneasiness clearly, he kindly reminded Mo Xichou that he could fight with all his strength without any worries, and if he fought with a fearful Four Realms monk, then the meaning of this battle would not exist.

Although he himself is not qualified to say such a thing, after all, it is opportunistic, Mo Xichou has been cut off by Xiao Zhinan with a sword, but Li Mengzhou does not feel that this is a big problem at all.

After all, this is the real close fight.

A look of surprise really appeared on Mo Xichou's face, he thought that a strong man came out first, beat himself to the fallen realm with a sword, and then let a mere monk of the three realms come to fight, which was really insulting.

No matter what Mo Xichou thought in his heart, after Li Mengzhou's words fell, the black green sword had already turned into a streamer, tearing through the thick night, cutting through the light rain, dancing in the wind with peach petals, and heading straight towards Mo Xichou's face.

Mo Xichou's heart was a little awe-inspiring, the power contained in this sword was definitely not something that ordinary Three Realms cultivators could cut out, his body and mind that had just relaxed suddenly tensed again, and he thought with some annoyance, what you said earlier was deliberate, right?

He didn't dare to face the edge, after all, the shock brought to him by Xiao Zhinan's sword falling from the sky had not been eliminated, and the pain of the body tearing was still clear, he subconsciously stepped on the ground on his toes and retreated towards the rear.

Li Mengzhou's body followed him like a shadow, always maintaining a distance of three feet.

And one after another sword intent also danced wildly around with the movements of the two people, smashing countless peach blossoms, cutting through endless light rain, sweeping away countless dust, and illuminating the entire night sky.

Li Mengzhou's gaze had been fixed on Mo Xichou's body, and the sword intent became more and more rapid with each slash.

The originally picturesque Peach Blossom Garden became devastated, although for the thirty-mile vast Peach Blossom Garden, the small-scale destruction did not affect much, but after all, there were flaws, and even the fragrance of peach blossoms became weak, full of the smell of wind dust and blood.

In the process of Li Mengzhou's continuous swing of the sword in the three-foot land, the embarrassed Mo Xichou finally couldn't help but start a counterattack.

Although it was clear that the black-clothed young man was not an ordinary Three Realms cultivator, in this short process, Mo Xichou could also be sure that the other party had indeed not crossed the threshold of the Four Realms, as long as he was sure of this, it would be enough.

Syllable!

The sound of the sword groaning was still very clear in the roar of sword intent.

Mo Xichou's retreating figure stopped, and with a strong sword, he took advantage of the whirling momentum and slashed forward.

The sword qi took shape concretely and spread for more than ten miles.

A straight pit destroyed the peach tree, and countless smoke and dust were scattered, as if reaching the sky!

The humming sound of earthquakes echoed constantly.

Mo Xichou's face was very solemn.

In the pit that was slashed by the knife qi for more than ten miles, there was no trace of the young man.

He clearly understood that the knife just now did not hit the target.

Sure enough.

The peach blossom source that fell silent suddenly sounded the snapping sound of the soles of the boots stepping on the peach branches.

In the shadow of the peach forest, a figure slowly walked out.

A black-clad boy with a sword.

Mo Xichou was a little weak and panting, his hair was scattered, and he looked at the young man silently.

The gloomy color between his eyebrows did not dissipate, indicating that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

Common sense speaking, even if his realm has fallen to the lower realm, he is still within the threshold of the four realms after all, and outside this threshold, Li Mengzhou will definitely not be able to hurt him, but the facts in front of him are very clear to tell him that the young man's sword can cross that threshold, even if his person is still standing outside the threshold, but his sword is no longer there.

The despair brought about by the completely unimaginable crushing powerhouse is far less intense than the despair of finding that he has just done useless work after trying his best.

Li Mengzhou stood three feet away from Mo Xichou again.

The sword intent was so dense that it showed white gas, wandering back and forth on the black green sword's body.

Li Mengzhou put on a posture.

The cage of the three-foot land instantly blocked all the retreats around Mo Xichou.

The strongest sword that belonged to him, in Mo Xi's frightened eyes, slowly slashed out.

"I'm going to hand you a sword. ”

He said.

Mo Xichou only felt a cold light flash in front of him, followed by a flash of blood.

The life force began to drain with great clarity.

He looked at the black-clothed young man in front of him with some sneer, opened his mouth, and after his pupils dilated in an instant, he began to shrink and gradually lose his color.

The faint voice was like a murmur in the night sky, and it came to Li Mengzhou's ears.

"I don't want to be worried...... I have experienced countless life and death dangers in eight years, how can I ...... Die here......"

His open mouth spurted out countless blood, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

The only thought that came to mind before dying was the little junior sister of Bailu Peak in the capital, and the target he wanted to rush to the capital, Shen Qiubai.

All of this is gone in vain.

Li Mengzhou didn't know that he had inadvertently helped Shen Qiubai solve a trouble.

Perhaps this in itself is not a trouble at all for Shen Qiubai.

But this happened after all.

The Peach Blossom Garden has finally returned to true tranquility.

Li Mengzhou quietly listened to the voice belonging to the peach blossom.

Turning his head to look at Xiao Zhinan, he said with a wry smile: "You seem to have beaten him too hard, although he is still standing inside the threshold of the Four Realms, half of his body is actually outside." ”

Xiao Zhinan said calmly: "I have tried my best to retract my strength, but it is normal that he is not beaten, and it is slightly beyond my control." ”

A light rain swept away the traces of battle, and the indescribable smell spread.

Li Mengzhou looked up at the night and said, "Although he is not as strong as I want, I probably know what level I am in." ”

"The night was dark and it wasn't far from dawn. ”

"It's time to go to the feast. ”

......

......

The capital, the dragon feast.

One after another, the young monks stepped out of the pavilion and went to the Xianfu Inn to settle down temporarily, waiting for the arrival of the second night of the Dragon Feast.

Shen Qiubai led the disciples of the Star Picking Mansion to also walk out of the pavilion and stand on the long street outside.

The light rain was still falling, and the wind was blowing, bringing a chill.

Zhong Xiyan stretched out his hand to get the wind-blown hair on his forehead behind his ears, and a kind smile spread all over his face, and said calmly: "I have a hunch that this year's Panlong banquet is very interesting. ”

Shen Qiubai glanced at him and said, "How could Senior Brother have such an idea?"

Zhong Xiyan looked at a certain direction in the night and said with a smile: "The one from the Northern Yan Sword House has already appeared. ”

Shen Qiubai was silent for a moment and said, "It turns out that the aura belongs to her, and it is really strong. ”

Zhong Xiyan said with a smile: "Miss Xiao belongs to external factors after all, and those teenagers at the Panlong Banquet are also very interesting. ”

Shen Qiubai nodded and said: "He Zhengrong in the Sword Courtyard of the Imperial Palace, he is only fifteen years old, and he is close to the threshold of the Four Realms, he may be the youngest in the Panlong Banquet, but he cannot be ignored. And Jiang Zi's painting has long been famous, although it is a reputation for being lazy, but he is so lazy, he still crossed the threshold of the four realms. Recently, the most prestigious disciple in the palace, the young man named Li Mengzhou, although he did not appear, it should not be bad. ”

Zhong Xiyan said: "I have met Li Mengzhou, his will is very strong, and he knows very well what he needs, compared to He Zhengrong, he will be stronger." ”

Shen Qiubai looked at the teenagers who were walking away and said, "Although Senior Brother Yang Zhao has crossed the threshold of the Four Realms, whether it is Lu Changge who does not set the mountain, or Jiang Zihua of the Sword Courtyard of the Imperial Palace, and Lu Jiuge of Pujia Garden, they cannot be ignored, and it is indeed not easy to defeat them. ”

Yang Zhao, who was standing next to him, raised his eyebrows slightly, he was also dressed in white, his face was a little immature, but he exuded a heroic spirit, among his peers, just looking at his face, it was really good.

He arched his hand and said, "Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, don't worry, I won't embarrass the Star Picking Mansion." ”

Zhong Xiyan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Senior brother, just do your best." ”

Shen Qiubai looked at him and said seriously: "Don't just look at those who have crossed the threshold of the Four Realms, that Li Mengzhou in the Sword Courtyard of the Imperial Palace, and Guan Muyun in the academy are both proud sons of the sky who have risen rapidly in recent times, even if they can't cross the threshold of the Four Realms so easily, they can't be underestimated, these people are opponents you need to care about." ”

Yang Zhao nodded solemnly.

Shen Qiubai was about to say something more, when a sound of footsteps quickly approached, and soon a woman in white stood in front of him, looking up at Shen Qiubai with a ruddy face, and called softly, "Senior Brother Shen." ”

Shen Qiubai was stunned for a moment, and soon recognized the girl in front of him, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Senior Sister Baiqi." ”

Zhong Xiyan waved his hand at Yang Zhao and the other Star Picking Mansion disciples, and walked away with a smile on his face.

Yang Zhao glanced back, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

He thought that when he could be like the second senior brother, everywhere he went, he was surrounded by beautiful female monks.

Shen Qiubai didn't think too much about it, just looked at the junior sister of Bailu Peak in front of him, and asked, "The outcast outside Qinghai Town has been escorted back to Bailu Peak for disposal, there shouldn't be any problems on the way, right?"

Bai Qian's expression became a little lonely, and said: "I'm ashamed to say that Senior Brother Shen took him by taking his hand, but on the way back to Bailu Peak, he still ran away, I'm really sorry for Senior Brother Shen." ”

Shen Qiubai was a little surprised, he just asked casually out of politeness, but he didn't expect that there was really a problem.

He looked at Bai Qi, whose face was full of apologies, and smiled: "Why did my junior sister tell me that I was sorry?"

"Because it was Senior Brother Shen's help, I was able to control Mo Xi's sorrow, but I couldn't escort him back to Bailu Peak, so I was naturally ashamed of Senior Brother Shen. ”

"It turns out that my sister thinks so, but I can't accept my sister's apology, after all, it was just a gesture at the time, if I am lucky enough to meet him again, I will personally escort him back to Bailu Peak, and my sister doesn't have to mind. ”

Bai Qi looked up at Shen Qiubai with a small face, thinking that his senior brother was really a model genius.

Although Bai Qi is already the age of Tao Li, she is not a little girl who doesn't know anything, but she has not experienced anything after all, and she is also a little junior sister who is loved by thousands of people in Bailu Peak, the daughter of the sect master Bai Shuo, and it is also very common to blindly worship a proud son of the sky like Shen Qiubai.

What's more, Shen Qiubai once appeared like a male protagonist when she was most desperate, and that impression was even more profound.

......

Ning Haoran and Xie Chunfeng stood in the threshold of the pavilion, silently looking at the girl with admiration on the street and the young man with a smile and a handsome smile, thinking about this kind of thing, it really had nothing to do with him.

Xie Chunfeng turned his head and said seriously: "Now that you are free, I am also free, and no one is bothered, how about finding a place to fight?"

Ning Haoran said helplessly: "It's getting late, I'm a little sleepy, it's better to change the day." ”

Xie Chunfeng said unhappily: "Could it be that you don't dare to fight me?"

The corners of Ning Haoran's mouth twitched and said, "You think too much." ”

"With such an indifferent attitude, are you looking down on me?"

"No, it's that I'm really sleepy, and I'm not in the mood to fight you, and besides, you can't beat me. ”

"You look so flattering. ”

Ning Haoran shook his head and said, "If you really want to fight, then after the Panlong Banquet is over, I will accompany you to the end." ”

Xie Chunfeng hesitated slightly, then nodded and said, "I won't show mercy." ”

Ning Haoran smiled: "Don't, because then you will lose badly, although the result is no different." ”

Xie Chunfeng suddenly regretted agreeing to fight again after the Dragon Banquet, and now he was about to draw his sword and slash Ning Haoran.

......

......

Night and day rotate.

After the first night of the dragon feast, nothing worth describing happened in the capital, and the second night also came as scheduled in peace.

The night is as cool as water, but the long street outside the pavilion is bustling and lively.

The entire capital is lit up with stars in the night sky.

The fireworks burst into the night sky, and the brilliant light shone on the faces of everyone in the capital, and the rivers seemed to be dyed with a layer of dazzling colors, swaying the lanternboats.

Tonight is not only a feast for those young cultivators, but also a time for the people of the whole city to revel, not because of any festival, but because of the arrival of the Panlong Feast.

As a result, many eyes in the world have been cast towards the capital.

Those young people who were in their youth in Jiang Country set foot in the capital, looked at the Panlong Banquet, and prepared to show their strength.

A lot of stories are destined to happen tonight.

And when the Panlong Banquet was in full swing, outside the capital, the young man named Li Mengzhou was walking slowly on the way to the banquet.

He walked side by side with Xiao Zhinan, and clearly saw the brilliant fireworks in the capital.

The Thirty-Mile Peach Blossom Source was not close to the capital, but they were not in a hurry, but took one step at a time, so it took some more time.

Finally, when night fell, I vaguely saw the figure of the majestic city of Langya.

Looking forward from a high place, Langya City, which is covered by brilliant fireworks, is like a fairyland that does not belong to the world, which is very dreamy.