Song Yi's eyes widened, looking at Mo Qingning in disbelief, for a moment, his gaze slowly slid towards the letter he handed to him, and the sharp pain in his chest tightened for a while, as if a big hand was pinching his throat, tightening it tighter and tighter, about to choke him unconscious......

He didn't remember how he took the letter from Mo Qingning's hand and how he opened it, but when he saw the familiar handwriting, his head suddenly "buzzed", and his eyes turned black.

“...... The affairs are complicated, and I have encountered some unexpected small troubles, so I hereby apply to extend the deadline for this homework by one month, and return today next month...... Please take care of Senior Brother Song as a thank you. ”

That's right, it's the handwriting of the little brother, it's his handwriting......

Song Yi's hands kept trembling, he couldn't tell if it was brought by the injury or this letter, he thought that the little senior brother would come back, at most no more than this morning, as long as he came back, he would not ......

The little brother can't come back.

It will take another month for the little brother to come back.

"Are you ......" Song Yi felt the blood gushing up his throat again, swallowed it forcibly, stared at Mo Qingning fiercely, gritted his teeth and asked, "Have you made such an agreement with someone before?"

"Nope. ”

"Back then, did you comprehend the fourth layer of the Flowing Spring Heart Secret within fifteen days?"

"No, there isn't. ”

"Then you ask me to comprehend within fifteen days, isn't it deliberately embarrassing?"

"Yes, junior brother, I did it on purpose. Mo Qingning smiled, his expression became more and more gentle, and his deep eyes seemed to be able to drown in it: "Do you feel that you have been forced to a desperate situation, there is no way to go to the sky, and there is no way to enter the ground?"

Be......

Yes, Song Yi has no way out at this moment, he is in a desperate situation, he can't fight, he can't hide, he can't hide, and the rescue he has been waiting for can't come again.

Song Yi lost, lost completely, and lost without any room for turn.

However, this "yes" word that admits defeat, Song Yi is reluctant to say it even if he is killed. He stared at Mo Qingning fiercely, gritted his teeth, and let the sharp pain in his chest, waves of disgust, and his blood surging and churning, he didn't speak.

"Senior brother, it's over. ”

Mo Qingning smiled at him, and raised the shadow of Chengying......

Song Yi's eyes widened, staring at Mo Qingning's movements, his mind "buzzed", and suddenly many fragments flowed like water - the earliest scene in his childhood memory, the trivial things in the school that were not worth mentioning, began to submit resumes to find jobs, performed well in interviews, and then came to a strange new world and embarked on the road of cultivation......

In the moment of lightning, he has gone through his whole life.

I heard that before people die, all the experiences before death flashback in their minds?

Do you really want to die here, under Mo Qingning's sword?!

Mo Qingning's wrist flipped, and the sword light fell-

No!

At this moment, Song Yi gave birth to a force out of nowhere, raised his leg violently, kicked Mo Qingning hard, and then raised his hand, and forcibly blocked the falling Chengying but evil!

When!

With a crisp sound, the two swords exchanged swords again!

Mo Qingning's eyes widened, first startled, and then smiled, different from the indifferent smile before, this time, he showed a somewhat surprised expression.

"You ******......" Song Yi said angrily: "Even if Lao Tzu wants to die, he will not sit on the ground and wait to be beheaded!"

Before the words fell, he turned over, jumped up, and slashed towards Mo Qingning with his sword!

Song Yi stared at Mo Qingning, feeling that his heart was suddenly blank, and he didn't think about anything anymore, he just followed the will of his body to take out the sword, and the true qi in his body that had been scattered due to serious injuries condensed again, becoming more and more majestic, more and more rapid, and the demonic breath that could never be blended into the torrent of true qi had quietly merged into the torrent of true qi at some point, and it was inseparable from each other with the heart of Liuquan.

Song Yi's sword light flowed, his true qi was full of energy, step by step, step by step, step by step, Mo Qingning gradually retreated, and the situation seemed to have reversed.

Qiang――

Another move converged, Mo Qingning pulled back, the sword blade was pulled, the true qi on his body suddenly became several times stronger, overwhelmed Song Yi again, and followed Mo Qingning's body to jump, the speed was faster than Fang Cai, but Chengying slashed down Song Yi on the head!

This sword was stronger and more fierce than any of Fang's attacks, like a furious thunderbolt, slashing down!

The strange thing is that Song Yi did not feel afraid, nor did he have the fear of facing death, he felt that he was climbing the peak, crossing one mountain after another, and finally came to the top of the mountain, with the clouds surging under his feet and the red sun shining overhead.

Now, Mo Qingning's sword momentum fell like a scorching sun, blasting towards the top of his head, but he was already on the top of the mountain, overlooking the four poles.

Fearless clouds obscuring the eyes-

Boom -

Mo Qingning shot down with a sword, the blade of the sword swayed with wind and thunder, and the air became a roaring meat grinder, which fell fiercely above Song Yi's forehead, and in an instant, the skin and flesh burst out, and blood splashed everywhere!

At this moment, Song Yi's sword also blocked Mo Qingning's sword at the same time!

Qiang――

The sound of the clash of swords was like a bolt of lightning splitting through the thick night.

This sword, after all, failed to cut off Song Yi's head, and stopped an inch in front of his forehead.

Blood flowed little by little on Song Yi's face, his eyes widened, looking at Mo Qingning who was close at hand, his eyes were calm; Mo Qingning also looked at Song Yi, his eyes jumped with surprise.

"Ha, haha......"

Mo Qingning smiled, flashed, and retreated a few steps away from Song Yi, and the majestic pressure on the sword was withdrawn.

Song Yi still maintained his previous movements, and his body trembled slightly.

Kela ......

There were a few small sounds, and I saw cracks burst out of Song Yi's sword, and a few pieces of metal slag fell to the ground.

After all, this sword is not as good as Chengying, but it is evil, and under this last thunderous blow, it finally collapsed.

Mo Qingning put away his sword, looked at Song Yi, who was covered in blood, and smiled.

"Congratulations, junior brother, you have broken through. ”

Broke through the ......

Song Yi slowly lowered his hands.

“...... Thank you, brother. ”

After whispering this, Song Yi couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to his knees, feeling that there was no pain in his whole body, no place without trembling, and no place without feeling the backlash after surpassing the peak.

The pain was unbearable, the burning pain in his chest, the wound on his forehead was gurgling and bleeding, Song Yi felt that he had never been so painful in his life, and he had indeed never suffered such a serious injury.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Coughing up blood, Song Yi couldn't straighten his waist at all at this time, let alone fight again.

But his heart was calm, and the afterglow of the seventh layer of the Flowing Spring Heart Technique was still stirring.

So it was......

A hundred feet further ahead, there are no peaks on this mountain.

When the heavy blow of death comes, he is still fearless, calmly greets him, and completely sends himself into a desperate situation, so that it is possible to live to death and break the invisible barrier.

Broke through the sixth layer before, and the seventh layer was within reach, but it was always untouchable, and it couldn't be caught, as if there was something in between, and even wondered if Mo Qingning was wrong, however, ...... There's nothing wrong with it, there's nothing wrong with the exercises, it's just that it was impossible for me to break through it at that time.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Song Yi bowed down, coughed continuously, blood kept spurting out of his mouth, and his eyes were blackened for a while, and he couldn't even hold the sword. Fang Cai's unyielding will to die allowed him to burst out with unprecedented potential in serious injuries, but he also seriously overdrew his body, and as soon as the battle ended, all his strength suddenly disappeared without a trace. At this moment he became a seriously wounded man again, and his whole body was burned like a fire, and the pain was unbearable.

"Senior brother, come. ”

Mo Qingning walked over and helped Song Yi up. Song Yi had fallen into a semi-comatose state, feeling as if he had swallowed something in his daze, there was a burst of sweetness in his chest and abdomen, moistening his limbs, and most of the flames of severe pain were extinguished, and even the broken sternum did not hurt much.

"Hey......"

With a long sigh of relief, Song Yi opened his eyes and found himself sitting under the plum tree in the corner of the courtyard, the blood on his face had been wiped off, and the wound on his forehead was also wrapped, Mo Qingning was sitting beside him, looking at him with concern.

“...... Senior brother?"

"Do you feel better?" asked Mo Qingning.

"Much better. ”

Looking at Mo Qingning, Song Yi's thoughts gradually calmed down, and everything that happened tonight was sorted out in his heart.

Mo Qingning came completely prepared, and every attack he made tonight had a clear purpose: trial, assessment, and finally forcing himself to break through.

From beginning to end, Mo Qingning did not take "killing himself" as his goal, but consciously forced himself into a desperate situation step by step-

Sacrificing red light to defuse his own offensive, and breaking the magic circle left by the master with one move, all of them are to put pressure on the cultivation, so that he can see the gap between the two, so as to establish the idea of "it is impossible to defeat him" psychologically;

Break your sternum with a gold ring, severely injure yourself, further intensify the pressure, and force yourself to fight with injuries;

At this time, he took out the little brother's handwritten letter, which was to completely cut off his back road and delusions......

Increasing the difficulty little by little, shaping despair step by step, not only tests Song Yi's cultivation itself, but also tests Song Yi's character, to see whether he can fight back in a desperate situation and fight to the death, or be defeated by a desperate situation and stop there.

In the last sword, Mo Qingning strengthened his strength again, and he must have made a desperate bet. The strength of this sword is obviously impossible to block after breaking through the seventh layer of the Liuquan Heart Technique, if you are a little weaker, you will never be able to survive. At that time, it will not only be the flesh on the forehead that will be broken, but also Song Yi's entire head.

In that case, not only would he fail to break through and lose his life, but Mo Qingning's trial would also fail.

Compared to killing himself, Mo Qingning must hope that he can break through the seventh layer, this is his real purpose.

But...... Why?

Why did he push himself like this?

What is the purpose of him forcing Song Yi to become strong quickly?

Puzzled, Song Yi was about to ask Mo Qingning, but saw him stand up, his hand in the air, and his palm was faintly glowing. Song Yi was stunned for a moment, looked up, and saw that the sky in the east was slightly white, and a large area of the night sky was still dark. On this pitch-black background, as Mo Qingning beckoned, a looming canopy flowed, like water ripples on a pond.

A few seconds later, the flowing canopy of heaven shrank sharply, peeling off the entire sky covering Song Yi's vision, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally turning into an ordinary handkerchief and falling into Mo Qingning's hands.

This...... What is it?