After Wu Wu left with Mo Qing and Mo Liu, Mo He was the only one left in the entire Moon Mountain, carrying out his cultivation life in an orderly manner, and he would not feel any loneliness and discomfort because of this.

Mo He's daily life is simple and fulfilling now, although the growth rate of cultivation is not as fast as before, but in other aspects, he can feel his own growth.

Cultivation itself takes some time to accumulate, and it is certainly a good thing that cultivation progresses quickly, but step by step, step on the ground, and you will see more different scenery on the way to seek the Tao.

The quiet cultivation process of a person like Mo He did not last long, and an unexpected visitor made Mo He stop such a calm and fulfilling cultivation process.

"Please!"

Sitting under the two green plum trees, Mo He held two teacups in his hands, and in a moment of thought, about seven minutes of water gathered in the teacups, and then quickly boiled, and quickly dropped to the right temperature, and made a gesture of please to the person opposite.

Sitting opposite the Mo River was a young man dressed in white, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a long sword diagonally behind his back, it was none other than Han Feng of the Taiyi Sword Sect.

Han Feng's arrival was really completely beyond Mo He's expectations, the two were still on opposite sides of each other in that dispute before, and even fought each other.

And because of the Qingmei Daoist, Mo He didn't have much of a good impression of the disciples of the Taiyi Sword Sect, and he didn't expect that the other party would find Mochiyue Mountain.

Picking up the tea on the table, Han Feng took a sip gently, then looked at Mo He on the opposite side and said, "Your cultivation has broken through the late stage of the Pure Yang Realm!"

"Well, I broke through a few months ago!" Mo He nodded and replied without hesitation.

"I want to fight with you!" Hearing Mo He's answer, Han Feng said next.

Hearing this, Mo He put down the teacup in his hand and asked with a slightly playful expression.

"Why? It's been a few years since the last incident, and Gou Yan didn't come to trouble me, so please come and clean me up?"

"Of course not, the affairs of the Second Dynasty have nothing to do with me, I just want to fight with you and continue to polish my sword path!" Han Feng shook his head and replied with a serious expression.

Of course, Mo He knew that Han Feng definitely didn't come to him because of the Second Dynasty, if it was for the Second Dynasty, he wouldn't have waited until now to come over, he should have come to the door a few years ago.

"You want to sharpen my sword, why should I promise you?" Hearing Han Feng's explanation, Mo He asked again.

Studying with the disciples of the Taiyi Sword Sect, Mo He actually had a trace of excitement in his heart, especially since the other party was still a master like Han Feng, and if he fought with him, Mo He should also have some gains.

However, this kind of harvest is just icing on the cake for Mo He, first of all, Mo He has not a lot of combat experience, and secondly, Mo He cultivates quietly every day, and his strength is also growing steadily, so why bother to do it with him?

Hearing Mo He's words of almost refusal, Han Feng's expression was not moved in the slightest, and he just said in a flat tone, "Don't you want to see the Taiyi Slashing Dao Sword Technique?"

Hearing this, Mo He's eyes narrowed slightly, and the breath on his body was not chaotic at all, but the whole person suddenly gave people a very dangerous feeling.

"Taiyi Chopping Dao Sword Technique", once Qingmei Daoist was damaged under the Taiyi Chopping Dao Sword Technique, and felt that the future was hopeless, and finally entered the Shinto.

"I really want to see the Taiyi Slashing Dao Sword Technique, then please give me advice!" Looking at Han Feng's expressionless face, Mo He said slowly.

Then, the two of them stood up at the same time, their bodies turned into two streamers, and they flew away from Mochizuki Mountain and came to an empty and uninhabited place in Yuhe Mansion.

As soon as the figure fell to the ground, the Moyu bamboo staff appeared in Mo He's hand, and at the same time, the Mu Yuan Spiritual Orb was also suspended above Mo He's head, emitting an emerald green light, and at the same time, a stream of green qi hung down, protecting Mo He's entire person tightly.

And Han Feng was carrying the bladeless long sword diagonally behind his back and quickly unsheathed it and fell into Han Feng's hands.

The two of them didn't have any nonsense, and as soon as they were ready for each other, they attacked at the same time.

Mo He's black jade bamboo cane in his hand lightly touched the ground, and a blue light with a majestic vitality turned the surroundings into a dense forest in an instant, countless vines were entangled, and the trees turned into tree soldiers, standing up from the ground, gently swaying the canopy, shaking off the leaves one by one.

The fallen leaves did not fall to the ground, but shot towards Han Feng like pieces of blades.

The long sword in Han Feng's hand was lightly raised, and a white sword light lit up, like a sudden lightning in the clear sky, the sword light flashed, and within a thousand kilometers of his body, all the attacks were swept clean, and even the ground was smoothed out.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth, and the long sword in his hand waved again, and the sword light turned into a white rainbow, stabbing straight towards Mo He.

Han Feng was a little happy in his heart now, with a tentative attack just now, he found that after Mo Hexiu broke through the late stage of the Pure Yang Realm, his strength had indeed increased a lot, and he was happy that he had found a strong opponent.

The black jade bamboo cane in his hand gently moved forward, and Mo He scattered this sword light head-on, and at the same time, a large amount of water began to condense around his body.

Some people on the riverside were surprised to find that the water of the Jade River seemed to be pulled by some force, turning into droplets, flying up from the surface of the river, and quickly heading in one direction.

And at the same time, in the Five Elements Concept, the Yuan Ji Dao Leader also sensed the breath of Mo He, and found that the breath of Mo He who was now fighting with people and fighting with Mo He was as sharp as a sharp sword, and it was clearly a powerful sword cultivator.

Such a powerful sword cultivator, almost without guessing, can be associated, it should be a disciple of the Taiyi Sword Sect.

"Why did Mo Daoyou have a conflict with the disciples of the Taiyi Sword Sect?" Yuan Ji Dao Chang frowned slightly, thinking in his heart.

But then, he found that the position where the two were fighting was an empty and uninhabited place, and the breath of the two was gradually strengthening, as if they were fighting more than life and death, and his heart was immediately relieved, and at the same time, his body instantly turned into a streamer, heading towards the direction of the two fighting.

Since it was a competition, the battle between the two powerhouses in the Pure Yang Realm could not be missed.

Not only is the Yuan Ji Dao Chief, as the battle between Mo He and Han Feng is getting louder and louder, many people have also discovered the movement of the two fighting, and there are inevitably some high-ranking and bold people among them, ready to run to the nearest place to join in the fun.

When the Yuan Ji Dao Commander arrived, he saw a 10,000-meter-long water dragon in the distance, circling and flying in the air, exuding a breathtaking momentum.

And in the sky above this water dragon, a long sword turned into a sword shadow in the sky, falling like a steady stream of raindrops, colliding with the water dragon.

However, this sword shadow passed through, but it failed to disperse the water dragon, allowing it to continue to fly towards the figure in the sky.

When this 10,000-meter-long water dragon was about to come into contact with the figure, the sword shadow in the sky disappeared, leaving only the long sword in the figure held high by his hands.

A mysterious artistic conception, along with the lifting of this sword, spread out from the blade of the sword to the surroundings, and everything around seemed to slow down, as if even time had been affected.

Separated from such a distance, the Yuan Ji Dao Master was also affected by it at this moment, and he felt that above his Dao heart, there seemed to be an extra touch of sword light, facing him from a distance, as if it would fall in the next moment.

"Taiyi Sword Sect - 'Taiyi Slashing Dao Sword Technique'!"

He had been alive for a long time, and the somewhat well-informed Daoist Master of the Yuan Machine immediately recognized the name of this sword, and he also knew what was going on with these influences he had received.

And compared to the influences he was receiving now, as the target of this sword, Mo He now truly understood what it was like to be under this sword.

Under that bright sword light, all the defenses around him seemed to be non-existent, as if he had exposed his Dao heart naked under this sword, ready to be tortured by the Great Dao in the underworld.

An inexplicable sense of crisis appeared in Mo He's heart, making Mo He unconsciously have a feeling of wanting to retreat and dodge, this feeling was very strong, but Mo He forced this feeling down, and did not retreat from the sword that was about to fall.

The next moment, the sword light fell, and a pure sword intent that was not mixed with anything else collided head-on with Mo He's Dao Heart, that kind of true and sincere feeling, as if it was going to tear Mo He's Dao Heart apart.

"Ding!"

A crisp impact sounded, and the bladeless long sword collided with the black jade bamboo staff in Mo He's hand, the sword light went out, and at the same time, the 10,000-meter-long water dragon also dissipated.

"Taiyi Slashing Dao Sword Technique", Mo He relied on himself, did not dodge or dodge, and did not use the power of the innate spirit treasure at all, and really let his Dao heart meet a test.

Although the process was slightly dangerous, after this sword, Mo He felt that his Dao heart seemed to be more stable, and his thoughts were more accessible and pure.

The sword light lit up again, and the figures of Mo He and Han Feng also retreated again, pulling away from each other for a while.

"The name of the sword just now is asked, it is the weakest and strongest sword in the "Taiyi Slashing Dao Sword Technique", and then the name of this sword is called Cangsheng, please taste it!" Han Feng said as he said, the long sword in his hand was raised again, and the sword light on the long sword, when his sword was raised, seemed to turn into a chaotic thought of all beings, condensed on the sword blade, chaotic and strangely pure.

As Han Feng's sword fell, Mo He's ears seemed to sound the shouts of all beings, not only the human race, but also the demon race, the dragon race, the spirit race, and even the grass and trees between heaven and earth, all of which were making their own voices.

This kind of voice is not a voice that confuses the mind, but rather a kind of confiding, and the people in the world are pouring out the laws of their own existence.

The plants and trees are eaten by the herbivores, and the herbivores are hunted by the more ferocious predators, and then the cycle repeats, the weak eat the strong, forming a cycle in which all the living beings are in it, and few can be liberated.