The history of the Mo family can be traced back to hundreds of years ago, when the previous dynasty was still prosperous, in order to recruit the world's wise men, the founding of the previous dynasty, Emperor Hongwu, set up the Jixia School Palace, and took the sons as teachers, and took the outstanding ones among the scholars into the court as officials.

At the height of its prosperity, there were more than 3,000 guests in the palace.

For them, as long as their doctrine can gain a place in the debate of the school palace, what awaits them is not only the admiration of everyone, but also a stepping stone to the temple.

Naturally, as long as the scholars at that time mentioned the Jishang Palace, their eyes were shining, yearning and awe.

Generations have passed away in the long river of time, but the Jixue Palace is still standing a hundred years later, although it has lost its original brilliance, but even today, in Jicheng, the capital of the Mojia country, there are still hundreds of schools of thought arguing day and night for their own academics, and in this process, countless new ideas naturally burst out. Some of these ideas lie in governing the country, some in governing the army, some in supporting the people, and some in ...... It's about practice.

And this Xunfeng technique is a product born in the contentious atmosphere of the Mo family.

Wang Xuanwei closed his eyes, thinking of the 10,000 volumes of books in the palace where Mo Jiaji went to school, and thought of the records inside.

But it's different.

Qin Ke stood behind Gao Changgong and also closed his eyes. It's just that he's not reminiscing about anything, and he doesn't have the energy to spend his energy on another thing now.

Gao Changgong was still wielding two knives, his sword light was like a full moon, and every time he slashed through one place, an invisible energy was generated from the knives. Although the airflow generated by his swing was a little less sharp than that of Gang Qi, it carried a huge amount of power.

With just one impact, the sword wind smashed those gangfeng to pieces.

And the wind, which had lost its edge, turned into a cool breeze after it shattered, blowing on his cotton clothes, which fluttered gently.

This Jingwu God of War, at this moment, is really as invincible as a god.

He was laughing.

Because it's fun.

Everyone felt that Gao Changgong's strength came from his unparalleled talent, but in fact, in addition to his talent, Gao Changgong was a person who could truly integrate every peck and drink into his cultivation. For him, breathing is practice, walking is practice, eating is practice, sleeping is practice, and now slashing Gangfeng with a knife is even more practice.

So he gradually became one of the most powerful people in the world, almost invincible.

Qin Ke closed his eyes, he didn't see Gao Changgong's smile, he was concentrating on feeling the winds blowing through Gao Changgong, although these winds had lost their original sharpness, but from these winds, he could still feel the breath contained in them.

The shocking door belongs to gold, and the killing meaning that melts into the wind is the sharp meaning of metal. The sharpness in this world is only respected by metal, from the kitchen knives, sickles, pig-killing knives used by ordinary people, to the swords, guns, swords and halberds used by samurai on the battlefield, all from metal.

Because of the sharpness of the metal, these Gangfeng could have such power, and easily shredded the black knight. But since it's wind, it will be similar to his Xunfeng technique.

He walked slowly.

Abu's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but shout in horror: "Ake......"

I don't know when, step by step, Qin Ke actually crossed Gao Changgong's side and stepped into the area full of wind alone!

The seemingly light wind blew the corners of his clothes, and the corners of his clothes shattered into countless tiny pieces of cloth in the air.

Blowing the strands of his sideburns, the strands broke into countless pieces.

He raised his hand slowly, and a gust of wind swept through his fingertips, blood spilling from his fingertips.

He frowned, feeling some pain.

Then, all the clothes on his upper body were torn and scattered in all directions.

"Ah Ke!" Abu was full of heart and gall, and he wanted to rush towards Qin Ke when he took a step, and the black horse guarding him pressed the knife with one hand and took a step forward, just about to stop Abu's unauthorized actions.

A force seemed to be surging in the tide, and at that moment, he only felt like a reef washed by the waves, staggering a few steps, and almost falling to his knees. Among this group of people, although Abu is burly, compared to Zhuge Wanling and Gao Changgong, it seems too inconspicuous, but where did Heiqi think that this young man's burly figure is not just a virtual frame, but really has such divine power!

Abu rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards Qin Ke.

Everyone was shocked, Wang Xuan's face turned pale, and he said loudly: "Stop him!"

Too late.

Before everyone could react, Abu had already crossed the Black Rider and rushed straight towards Gangfeng!

Gao Changgong held the knife in both hands, turned slightly sideways, and a gust of wind swept through the tip of his nose, leaving a three-inch-deep mark on the boulder with a snort. He lifted his leg and kicked Abu to the ground.

"Are you going to die. Gao Changgong's voice became solemn, "He's fine." ”

Abu was stunned, his gaze crossed Gao Changgong's waist and saw Qin Ke's thin figure. His upper body was naked, revealing muscles that appeared to be well-proportioned and strong because of years of martial arts training. Gangfeng left small cuts on his body, but they were so sharp that they didn't even spill blood.

But he didn't die after all, and he didn't fall to the ground like the first black knight who was blown by the wind, and his body turned into a puddle of minced meat.

Qin Ke was still doing the one-handed action, and when he took another step, the wind in the entire space actually stopped for a moment!

"It's now!" Gao Changgong shouted.

Wang Xuanwei had already made preparations, and as his eyes lit up, Xuanweizi, who was already ready to go, buzzed loudly behind him, and scrambled to fly out.

Qin Ke closed his eyes tightly, his face was pale, with his ability, he had exhausted all his strength and spirit to control the Gang Feng in this stone formation, and he even suspected that the reason why he was still standing was simply because he was pulled by the power in this space, at this time, he had long been unable to talk about controlling the wind, in other words, the wind controlled him.

"Huh...... Scold...... Heh...... "He wanted to breathe harder.

But the air in his lungs was squeezed out of his body by an inexplicable force, he couldn't take a step, he couldn't even open his eyes, the sound of the outside world disappeared at this moment, and unprecedented darkness and loneliness enveloped him.

He was terrified, and he felt that he might die because of this force.

The mynevions buzzed over his shoulders with a violent buzz, piercing through the entire stunning, and then they coalesced into a ball in the air, then slammed into countless points of light scattered in all directions.

If they were to find the direction of the stone henge, they couldn't just wander around.

The two main gates of the Eight Gates Dunjia: the Gate of Life and the Gate of Death, they are now too close to the Gate of Death, if they can't calculate the location of the Stone Formation and walk around in the Stone Formation, they can only die.

According to the plan, he should have heard Xuanweizi go out of the door, scattered in all directions, and quickly retreated, returning to Gao Changgong's protection. But at this moment, he couldn't hear the outside world at all, so how could he be sure when he would stop?

In the darkness and loneliness, every minute and every second will be magnified to the extreme, he can't count the time, he can only passively bear the force getting heavier and heavier, as if to tear his body apart.

"Who's going to save me. Qin Ke said in a low voice in his heart.

As blood spilled from the corners of his lips, his entire world spun, disintegrating and collapsing, eventually turning into countless boulders and smashing on himself.

He felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then collapsed and fainted.