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The battle between Qin Mu and Song Que was already white-hot.

It was as if two of the brightest stars had risen in the night sky, shuttling back and forth between the mountains, and the people dozens of miles away were also dizzy, as if they had seen a god.

Since Yan Fei and Sun En, there has never been such a peerless battle in the world.

There were more and more dark clouds in the sky, and a faint thunder came from the sky, as if the Heavenly Lord was also terrified by these two people.

Since the first move, Song Que has understood that Qin Mu's realm is not within his reach, it has nothing to do with talent, it is just chance, Qin Mu has the accumulation of three worlds behind him, and Song Que is the first peerless swordsman in the Song family, a kendo family.

But so what, the more disadvantaged it is, the more Song Que's heart boils.

He seems to have returned to the time when he first debuted, at the age of a weak crown, when he fought against the long-famous Badao Yueshan, he was not as good as his skills, and he was not in the realm, but after the first war, the first knife in the world was he Song Que. Emperor Wen of Sui fought his whole life, pacified the world, and when he conquered Lingnan in the south, 100,000 soldiers came to the city, and he was also defeated by 10,000 elite soldiers, ten battles and ten victories, and then there was no intention of invading the south.

Ever since he was a teenager, he has understood that no life is perfect, but everything he lacks is under the knife.

I haven't made a move for 20 years, and I don't know if the world has forgotten that Tiandao is still that high-spirited madman.

The knife in his hand seemed to be outside of space, unobstructed, cutting through a series of exquisite arcs, slicing through streamers in the air, and flying towards Qin Mu's body.

His sword was more dazzling and terrifying than thunder.

Qin Mu seemed to have entered another realm, his heart was completely opened, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many years surged into his heart without reservation, the depression of the main world, the high spirits of the copy world, the nostalgia for Hongchen, the pursuit of martial arts, the beautiful woman who played the piano silently behind him, the little boy who laughed under his knees.

Hongchen is confused, the past, present, and future seem to emerge one by one in front of his eyes, there is no joy, no attachment, and there is only him, in this void, shedding tears.

Every time in the world, it is a red dust experience, the improvement of martial arts, and the accumulation of demons, only in the state of mind that there is nothing else except for Song Queshe's sword, he saw the deep attachment and sorrow in his heart.

Song Que's heart was shocked, and he felt that he was bound to win a knife, and suddenly lost his goal.

I only heard Qin Mu sigh quietly, stretched forward with one palm, and said in his mouth: "It's as clear as the moon, when can I do it?"

The moonlight, as if struggling to break through many obstacles, shone through the layers of dark clouds.

The wheel of life and death finally entered the realm of the Tianxin wheel that he had envisioned earlier.

Time, as if slowing down.

No one could describe Qin Mu's palm, which seemed to be a white jade-like palm flying from the sky, gently slapping on Song Que's blade.

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden silence, and the thunder suddenly disappeared, and it was this dark night, and it was also bright, like day.

Everyone's hearts tightened and relaxed, as if there was something different in this world, but if you look closely, it seems that there is no change.

Except, Song Que, who did not retreat and had an unusually ruddy face.

I saw him laughing, the louder he laughed, and he actually laughed out of tears: "I Song Que spent my years in Jiazi, and I thought that the Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword was the first sword technique in the world, and today I know that I have mistaken myself a lot." Defeat with one move! Defeat with one move!"

His heart was stirring, the sound shook for hundreds of miles, and everyone by the lake was shocked, Song Que's skill was vividly displayed in this sentence, but Qin Mu was able to defeat it with one move, how terrifying and terrifying.

Song Que seemed to be disheartened in his words, but his tone was extremely cheerful, and he turned his head and glanced at Song Shidao, who was standing on the boat and looking into the distance.

Song Shidao only felt that his father's face seemed to be close at hand, and looked at him with a gentle smile, just like his kind appearance when he was a child.

He wanted to be like himself at that time, smiling at his father stupidly, drooling a little, causing his father to laugh and lift him on his shoulder, which was a warmth he had not felt for many years.

But tears flowed down his face, and he seemed to be able to hear his father whispering in his ear, this majestic father like a mountain, saying goodbye to him.

I saw Song Que turn his head to look at the knife in his hand, his expression became more gentle, and he said softly: "Brother Qin, I've kept you waiting." ”

Qin Mu looked at him with an appreciative expression, shook his head slightly, and said, "How fortunate I am to know that there is a martial artist like Brother Song in this world. ”

Song Que didn't answer anymore, but the knife in his hand was raised, and the whole person seemed to rise out of nothing, standing in the air, and said with a straight face: "Outside the nine styles of the Heavenly Sword, it is where the Heavenly Sword is." Brother Qin, give advice. “

A knife forward, no change in the move.

Without any fancy, it shows the subtle changes of heaven and earth, and penetrates all the secrets of the way of heaven and man.

Qin Mu's eyes lit up, his five fingers opened slightly, and he pushed forward.

The simple fist and the knife intersect again.

On the surface of Taihu Lake, it suddenly roared, and a water dragon roared upwards and roared at the sky. The thunder in the sky also turned completely golden, like a golden spear, and exploded violently on the heads of the two of them, extremely dazzling.

Qin Mu took a step back.

Song Que's whole person was in the thunder light, his eyes were slightly surprised, and he seemed to smile freely.

The thunder light seemed to have exhausted all the strength of the dark clouds, and the sky was already clear.

The moonlight shines on the island, the wind comes, and the trees rustle.

Qin Mu picked up the long knife that Song Que had left behind, walked down the mountain slowly, and came to Song Shidao.

Song Shidao also didn't say a word, took the handle of the knife in his hand, and only felt extremely warm and familiar.

On the way back, Shan Wanjing bled her cheeks and looked at Qin Mu quietly, but Qin Mu was lying on the deck, looking up at the bright moon in the sky without any image.

Suddenly turned around and glanced at Shan Wanjing, revealing a trace of doubt in her eyes.

Shan Wanjing was shocked, and hurriedly said, "Song Que, is it broken?"

This is a question that all the people present are wondering.

Qin Mu smiled lightly: "You just treat him as broken." ”

There is nothing but the sword.

If he abandons himself, what can he use to break it, the way of the heavenly sword is not the way of shattering, after his move, whether there is thunder or not, it will turn into ashes.

Outside the heavenly sword, it is the heavenly sword, and outside of martial arts, it is martial arts.

He realized it too late.

The knife left behind really left a little bit of his spirit, and the people of later generations, if they have some chance, will always understand his peerless knife skills. Chaowen said, it is okay to die at night, Song Que is a true martial artist.

The person who can be broken is Qin Mu.

It's just that he doesn't want to.

Shan Wanjing looked at Qin Mu who was looking at him with nostalgia, but she didn't know how to say the real reason why she looked at him just now.

Why does he seem so close and so far away now?

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