。 Blood Orchid Mad Sword, what is your sword?

Without the slightest emotion, the words spit out lightly, and suddenly a chilling chill hit the three of Shangguan.

Staring at the person in front of him with sharp eyes, Shangguan did not have a trace of carelessness, although the other party did not have a trace of movement, but Shangguan felt the feeling of death imminent.

"Be careful that this person's strength is above you and me, and his sword realm. Shangguan glanced at Mo Feng without saying anything.

Mo Feng: His sword realm has reached the peak of the junior swordsman killing sword, but now his strength is not enough, once he reaches the martial extreme realm, he can break through to the second realm of the sword path at any time. Mo Feng's eyes were full of excitement, the excitement of finding his prey.

There are five realms in the way of the sword: killing, asking the sword, preaching, no sword, and forgetting oneself.

The sword of the first swordsman to kill, to kill the way in the thousands of killings to create an immortal blade, to break through the killing with the sword to ask the heart to seek the way, the way of the sword to the sword to break the sea, the sword to break the world. There are thousands of styles, a thousand moves, a sword, no sword, why not have a sword? Extremely affectionate for the sword, extremely heart for the sword, the universe for the sword, the gods, ghosts, demons, evil for the sword, a sword for the sword, a sword heaven and earth.

The five realms represent the cultivation path of thousands of sword paths, but the difficulty of one realm to the next realm is not inferior to ascending to the sky, and countless sword realm geniuses have been stuck in the first realm of the killing sword.

Sanwu opened and closed the paper fan in his hand, and his footsteps moved in front of Mo Feng, looking at the figure slowly approaching opposite, and said in a deep voice: This person is not good, Mo Feng, your injuries are not clear, so be careful.

The excitement in Mo Feng's eyes gradually dissipated, and a trace of emotion emerged when he saw the two people standing in front of him. chuckled: I said why are you two so unconfident in me, I am a natural swordsman! Haha rest assured, rest assured. Forced to smile and Mo Feng pushed the two of them away and walked forward, "Thank you for still being by my side at this time." ”

The smile from the heart was hidden by Mo Feng, Shangguan, the three of them did not abandon in times of danger, and they were deeply imprinted in Mo Feng's heart at this moment.

"With you, that's enough. ”

Mo Feng stood still, his invisible temperament spread out and gradually turned into a fierce one, bloody like a giant beast awakened, and the day he turned over in the Mo family gradually appeared in his mind, he was tested as a peerless genius in a mess of the test ceremony, and for a while he laughed at his own bullying and oppressed himself, and all began to flatter himself and was afraid of his own pursuit, and when the whole family died, the Mo family was even more afraid of themselves, and slowly no one in the Mo family dared to talk to him, and even some elders were afraid of themselves. Slowly, Mo Feng began to be withdrawn and cold-faced, and only killing the wicked could make Mo Feng happy, and finally the name of "Blood Orchid Crazy Sword" resounded throughout the empire, and people gradually became unharmonious.

Sanwu, the appearance of Shangguan opened Mo Feng's closed heart, and recalled the past, Mo Feng gradually became enlightened. With a soft sound of the ink sword, the ink sword spun out and held it in its right hand and pointed directly at the long sword inserted into the desert land in front of him: My Mo Feng's sword is my heart.

A sharp sword blade cut through the desert and the yellow sand and dragged it out of the line.

The appreciation in his eyes was obvious, and the figure in the green shirt slowly drew his sword: the second question, what is the sword.

The yellow sand is flying, and the two swords face each other in the wind and sand, which seems to indicate the unfolding of a genius sword duel.

There was a shock in his heart Mo Feng's thoughts were confused, "Sword, what is it?" I had never thought about this question, and my mind once again recalled the first time I touched the sword, and that time I cut off a person's hand, and the sword in my hand was like a judge's book of life and death to determine life and death, a mouthful of blood flowed out of his mouth, and Mo Feng's eyes were confused.

"I didn't even face the sword in my hand again, what did I always think of him as a tool for killing? a weapon to punish adultery and eliminate evil? cough, what is a sword?"

A wipe of blood from his mouth was still spreading, and Mo Feng's eyes closed and his body fell backwards. Sanwu, Shangguan hurriedly stepped forward to catch Mo Feng.

"It's better to go with the flow at this time. Clear words reached the ears of the two of them.

Shangguan stared at the other party, a hint of murderous intent highlighted: I don't know if the fall of the Qingfeng Sword Sect will hurt a swordsman.

Hehe, what does it matter to me whether my heart hurts or not? His sword has aroused my interest, and now life and death are up to you. The madness of the words was revealed, and the young man then sat in the desert and closed his eyes.

"If Mo Feng makes a mistake, Fang Sanwu will still fight with your sect even if his strength is weak. Sanwu has a cloud of anger burning violently in his heart at this moment, although he has not been friends for a long time, but Sanwu has extremely recognized Shangguan and Mo Feng in his heart, and he has already regarded the two as relatives, and has experienced life and death together several times, which makes Sanwu seem to experience the feeling of relatives again, how can relatives not be angry when they are victimized?

Shangguan is even worse than Sanwu, he has never known each other, and now he has been sympathizing with Mo Feng for nearly half a year, and this relationship is no different from Shangguan's photo.

"Since I came to Tianyuan, there are very few people I have met, Mo Feng is definitely one of the most important ones, Qingfeng Sword Sect hehe, what a Qingfeng Sword Sect, how long are you going to insult this sword? ”

The Qingfeng Sword Sect was blacklisted by the two geniuses at the moment, and the young man didn't care even more.

At this time, Mo Feng, who fell into a deep sleep, looked at his past as if he was in a movie theater, constantly recalling the young man's sentence "What is the sword?" The chaotic thoughts slowly subsided, the doubts in his heart gradually swept away, and the sound of an ink sword came into his heart to convey a little warmth.

Hold the sword in your consciousness and swing it at will, like an arm, so that the body and mind are one, and the human sword coexists.

The sword of the young man outside shook violently, and the sword chant alarmed the three people present

Suddenly opened his eyes, Mo Feng jumped up, kicked the ink sword, flipped up, and in the scorching sun, a black sword light turned into four black sword shadows from the sky, and shot around the young man with closed eyes, bleak, glamorous, and cold.

The young man who opened his eyes at the same time did not dodge at all, and let the four sword shadows shroud the yellow sand around his body and exploded, the corners of his mouth hooked up a knowing smile, and the sword shook and flew at the same time, and the wind swirled and the yellow sand swirled.

Shangguan saw that the "slanting wind and drizzle" swordsmanship that had appeared against the four killers appeared again, but the difference was that although the swordsmanship used by the four martial spirit powerhouses was extremely strong, the "slanting wind and drizzle" used by this young man was even more refined, and the sword momentum turned as if it was really like being in the wind and rain, and he was surprised for a while.

Sanwu was also attracted by the two swordsmanship in the air.

With a bang, the two landed at the same time.

Mo Feng and the young man stood opposite each other, only each other in their eyes.

"Thank you"

Mo Feng suddenly spoke in surprise.

Sanwu and Shangguan looked at him puzzled.

"Haha, your injuries have not healed, I will let you go five days before the Desperate Domain, pick me up with three swords, use your sword to thank me, hahaha" The young man who put away the long sword laughed wildly, and strode away as chic as the wind.

Shangguan had a happy look on his face: It seems that your sword realm has improved, who is he?

Mo Feng withdrew the ink sword and smiled apologetically at the two: Let you worry, if my guess is correct, he is the number one master in the younger generation of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, "Ask the Sword Maniac" Liu Zhengrong.