The next morning, Mo Shuang slowly walked out of the room, at this moment, a glimmer of sunlight penetrated into the window, and the atmosphere outside the window was a little depressing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't practice for the first time last night, but slept quietly, in the dream, he dreamed that in the life-and-death duel with Wang Ke, the two sides fought back and forth, and when the final moment was about to decide the winner, his body was cold, and he suddenly sat up.

Chu Mengxi and Lu Qingyan sat cross-legged in the living room, and when they saw Ink Frost walking out of the room, they both opened their eyes, and their pupils were a little tired, but they still pretended to smile and said, "Ink Frost (Master), morning!"

"Well, early. Mo Shuang nodded, not as relaxed as before, today is the day of the life-and-death duel between him and Wang Ke, when Mu Sencheng set up this duel, he seems to have forgotten what the reason is, it should be that he doesn't want his beloved girl to be bullied, right? or some other reason.

He glanced at Lu Qingyan, who smiled sweetly, showed his cute little teeth, and said in a playful voice, "Master, you will definitely be able to defeat Wang Ke! ”

Mo Shuang also smiled, pulled the two of them up, and said softly, "Of course, Wang Ke is not to be afraid! Since Mu Sencheng began to have ill intentions towards Mengxi, he has always wanted to assassinate me, and he must not stay!"

He pulled the two of them, pushed open the door, and was suddenly stunned, only to see Qiu Leng standing in front of his door, and when he saw Mo Shuang coming out, he hurriedly arched his hand and leaned over him slightly.

Mo Shuang was taken aback, and hurriedly replied, "Senior Brother Qiu Leng, what are you doing here? Senior Brother can't bear it!"

Qiu Leng smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Ink Frost, don't be modest, although in terms of seniority, I am your senior brother, but in terms of strength, you have already surpassed me too much." ”

He saw with his own eyes how the young man in the middle stage of the eighth-order swordsman was defeated and retreated without taking a single move in the hands of Mo Shuang, and that terrifying speed had already reached the level of a ninth-order swordsman!

Qiu Leng was very shocked, thinking that when he first entered the Holy Spirit Temple, he couldn't even beat Liu Zheng, a seventh-order swordsman, but in just a few months, he had already reached a point comparable to a ninth-order swordsman, this kind of progress, I'm afraid not to mention the swordsman, even the terrifying sword venerable, can try to touch it, right?

He sighed, why didn't he have such a talent, but in his heart, he was more of an admirer of Ink Frost, the Holy Spirit Temple could produce such a genius, even among the several sects in the Southern Regions, it was extremely rare.

He hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Ink Frost, although many people in the inner hall don't believe you, but I believe that you are a person, and you are definitely not a person who is plotting against the Bai family, not to mention that there is no motive, this matter must be Wang Ke who assassinated you!"

After hearing this, Mo Shuang was a little moved in his heart, and said, "Senior Brother Qiu Leng, thank you! In today's battle with this Wang Ke, I will definitely be able to defeat him and make a name for myself!"

Qiu Leng gritted his teeth, a little hesitant, "Senior Brother Ink Frost, I won't watch your life-and-death duel, I will be here, waiting for your triumphant return!"

Mo Shuang naturally understood his mood, and immediately smiled and said, "Senior Brother Qiu Leng, Senior Brother is gone!" After that, he pulled Chu Mengxi and Lu Qingyan to the depths of the inner hall.

Qiu Leng looked at his back, his eyes were a little complicated, once upon a time, he was still thinking about how to help Mo Shuang, afraid that he would encounter the retaliation of Liu Fu and others, but now it seems that the other party has reached the height of his admiration.

Along the way, the members of the inner temple all watched Ink Frost lead the two women to the cabinet, they stood on both sides of the road, looking at Ink Frost's eyes, and there was a trace of jealousy in their hearts.

The miraculous appearance suppressed Liu Zheng. Miraculous rise, dare to confront Jian Xiao. Miraculous cultivation speed, in three months, from the appearance of a seventh- or eighth-order swordsman, to a ninth-order swordsman!

All the miracles and glory are condensed in the body of this person, how can it not be hated! They are all gritting their teeth, hoping to see today's life-and-death duel, Wang Ke knocks the ink cream off the altar, and from then on they bear the infamy of the ages with the body of a dead man, and their pride can get a trace of comfort!

And Mo Shuang didn't pay attention to everyone's expressions at all, just sneered, and walked towards the cabinet, these inner temple members who were in the way changed their faces, but they didn't dare to directly conflict with him. The scene of yesterday is still haunting their hearts. The men quickly moved out of the way, their eyes flashing with fear.

Mo Shuang and Chu Mengxi both unleashed their sword momentum, and the huge coercion of the two ninth-order swordsmen pushed everyone back a few steps, and the cold wind penetrated into the bones!

The three of them walked to the foot of the mountain behind the inner hall, looking at the almost vertical cliff, the terrifying boulders embedded in the mountain, as if they were crumbling! Chu Mengxi's little hand tightened, and a difficult color appeared on his face, and said, "Ink Frost, I'...... I'm a little nervous, I ...... Don't want to go. ”

"Master, Qingyan is also ...... I don't want to look at it, although I know that Master will definitely win in the end, but ...... But I ......"

Chu Mengxi and Lu Qingyan were in turmoil at the end, and they were so anxious that they didn't dare to take another step forward!

Mo Shuang also understood this emotion, he hugged Chu Mengxi, and Lu Qingyan, and said seemingly relaxedly, "How about you just wait for me here?"

But the two girls objected.

"No! we ...... We want to see it!"

Now Moshuang is helpless, I want to see it but I don't dare to look at it, what should I do?

In distress, he suddenly saw a purple-clothed figure walking behind him, but it was Ziyou.

"Senior Ziyou?"

The three of them hurriedly and respectfully clasped their fists and saluted.

Zi You waved his hand and said lightly, "Mo Shuang, this battle between you and Wang Ke was originally just an ordinary life-and-death duel, but now under pressure, the losing side has to bear huge consequences. At the same time, all the high-level members of the Holy Spirit Hall and other sect people who were invited to watch the top 12 matches, the second son of the Bai family, will be present, how do you feel now?"

Mo Shuang was surprised for a moment, how could his life-and-death duel attract so many people?, he smiled bitterly, "I feel a lot of pressure. ”

"Huh?" Ziyou and the two girls were stunned, and they didn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while.

Mo Shuang put aside the topic and hurriedly said, "Senior Ziyou, there shouldn't be anyone else involved in this battle, right?"

Zi You nodded and said, "Yes, in front of everyone, it is impossible for the Holy Spirit Temple to protect anyone, so this is an extremely fair life-and-death duel. ”

"Extremely ...... Is it fair?" There was a hint of mockery in Ink Frost's tone, but he quickly turned around and looked at the towering cabinet, without the flame path, with the ability below the swordsman, it was indeed difficult to climb up.

He grasped the Broken Edge Sword, only to hear a click, and the blue light appeared! The blade of the sword split into dozens of crystal clear fragments the moment the ink frost made a move, and with a whoosh, it rolled a terrifying sharp current, and was embedded in the cliff alive!!

Ink Frost turned her head and said loudly, "Wait for the news of my victory!"

Chu Mengxi and Lu Qingyan were slightly stunned, then nodded firmly, their eyes flashed with brilliance, and they saw that Mo Shuang's body was like a flying bird, gently rising into the air, using the three-step ascending method, smoothly stepping on each fragment, and the height was getting higher and higher!

In Ink Frost's eyes, at this moment, the door of the cabinet was already close in front of him, and the fragment under his feet, which was also the last piece, flew upwards violently! At this time, he was already deep in the clouds! When he reappeared, he stepped on a light mist and landed steadily in front of the door of the cabinet!

In the cabinet, all the viewers are staring at each other, what a terrifying wind elemental control!

Wang Ke had already stood calmly in the arena of the life-and-death duel, facing the gate, and smiled strangely at the coming ink frost, as if everything was under his control!

"Ink cream, you, it's finally here. ”

Mo Shuang exhaled deeply, and his chaotic heartbeat began to regain calm, and his complexion, at this moment, was also flattened, and on the hilt of the sword in his hand, one piece after another fragments merged together, and the cyan cracks flashed with dazzling light!

He inserted the Broken Edge Sword back into its scabbard, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he walked towards Wang Ke!

"Wang Ke, this battle, you've been waiting for a long time, right?" (To be continued.) )