There are countless ancient trees standing in the mountain behind the Void Sword Sect, and no one knows the year of the ancient trees, and the aura in the towering ancient trees breeds a vast aura coming out of it, adding to the sense of remoteness and mystery.

Morin's sturdy figure shuttled between the ancient trees in the dense forest like a giant wolf galloping in the mountains, and its speed was so fast that it jumped out of a mile in the blink of an eye.

Through the layers of ancient trees, deep into the back mountain, Mo Lin gradually heard bursts of roaring sounds.

The sound does not belong to the fighting method, but belongs to the natural roar between heaven and earth, and it is the music of the impact of the water.

As he went deeper, the roar became clearer and clearer, and the roar was rolling in like thunder at this time, and before he could just listen to the roar, Mo Lin could think of the huge waterfall that was like the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens, and the countless gorgeous splashes that splashed.

It didn't take long for Morin to climb over a mountain range again, and what he saw was a valley before Morin's eyes.

There are countless gaps in this valley, but the gaps are flooded by countless rolling angry waters, which are like angry dragons falling from the mountain wall to form a waterfall like a siege, and the water of the waterfall rolls in, echoing the roar between heaven and earth.

The whole valley is like a paradise surrounded by waterfalls.

"Xanadu!"

The word that came to Merlin's mind was instantly forgotten, but the scene was majestic, and the river-like waterfall of that day was like a gift from nature, how could such a view not be reminiscent of the world?

But under that association, what Mo Lin felt was a sword intent that soared into the sky, and that sword intent was not single, but was formed by countless sword qi, and those countless sword qi echoed in this valley, seemingly sleeping, and seemed to be awake.

Mo Lin's body paused and groaned for a moment, but his body jumped, and a sword aura condensed under his feet and headed towards the valley.

Mo Lin's stepping into it was like a fuse, and the endless sword qi in the valley was like a ignited gunpowder bursting up, and the countless sword qi turned into sword waves, which actually drove the water of the waterfall to roll in.

"Waves!"

Mo Lin's expression showed a strange look, but his body fell as if he wanted to avoid the sword wave.

"That's not right!"

Mo Lin suddenly thought of something, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly rushed towards the sword wave.

At the moment when he rushed away, Mo Lin was moved with sword intent in his heart, and the sword qi in the sky turned into a giant sword phantom, although this phantom was a little dim, but the sword intent on it was monstrous.

Mo Lin pointed at it, and the sword qi went violently, striking at the sword wave.

The sword qi collided, the sonorous sound was endless, the roar continued, and the water wave driven by the sword wave crossed the sword qi attack but splashed on Mo Baiyi, but the sword wave was repelled by Mo Lin's sharp sword.

Before Mo Lin was happy, another sword wave came crashing, but this blow was attacked when Mo Lin's sword qi was the weakest and his sword qi was slightly loose.

Mo Lin's face tightened, but as soon as his figure moved, the spiritual energy in his hand surged towards the sword wave.

Mo Lin's illusory sword shattered under this sword wave without holding on for half a breath, and the sword qi shattered and then Mo Lin slapped it with all his strength, and the sword wave was blocked by Mo Lin's sword qi, coupled with the power of Mo Lin's palm, but it was scattered under the roar,

The sword aura dissipated.

Breaking through two sword waves in a row, Mo Lin didn't have time to catch his breath, but he saw that after the broken sword wave, another sword wave came, and this sword wave instantly swallowed the first two sword waves, and the broken sword qi was even more powerful, Mo Lin frowned, but his body fell and chose to avoid it.

Mo Lin's full sword is indeed more powerful and powerful than this sword wave, but there is no gap at all during this sword wave, and one sword is stronger than the other, Mo Lin has no time to return to his breath at all, and condenses the sword qi again.

At this time, Mo Lin was very aggrieved, as if there was strength in his body but he was suppressed and couldn't burst out!

The sword wave dissipated and became invisible at the moment when Mo Lin dodged, but the sword intent was floating in this void, as if it was staring at Mo Lin all the time.

Mo Lin didn't know how many sword waves would form, if one, two, three he Mo Lin was confident that he could shatter them, but if the continuous sword waves came on, he would only be defeated.

Each sword wave was mixed and swallowed up the previous sword wave, although each sword wave was initially the same power, but with the sword wave attacking layer by layer, the power of the sword wave was getting stronger and stronger!

When Mo Lin was groaning, Meng Xing's voice came from his ears: "What do you think of this sword wave?"

As soon as Mo Lin looked up, he saw Meng Xing appear three meters away from him, looking at him with a flat expression.

"This sword wave is like the waves of the sea, layer after layer, one after another, and after merging with the previous layer of broken sword qi, the power is even more powerful, and the power of this sword wave is extremely terrifying, and it is ......"

"And what?"

Mo Lin looked a little strange and said, "And the power of each sword wave is the same at the beginning. ”

"That's what I'm going to teach you. ”

Meng Xing picked up the wine bottle in his hand, took a big sip of it, and then his eyes froze, and he held an ancient sword in his right hand.

Meng Xing shouted and slashed towards the waterfall towards the sky.

This cut separated the waterfall, cut off the water flow, and went straight to the sky, the strange thing is that Mo Lin did not find any sword energy, only the sharp sword intent, the sword intent did not come out, and the sword intent breath alone cut through the huge waterfall.

"Is this the power of the Jindan Stage Cultivator! Sword Intent Aura alone can cut through this violent flow of water!"

"With your sword intent, if you can separate the water of this waterfall, I will pass on your sword intent of waves. ”

"Sword intent of the waves?"

Mo Lin was about to ask something, but Meng Xing moved his feet and walked towards the waterfall in the center.

"When you separate the drooping waterfall, come to me in the middle of this central waterfall. ”

As Meng Xing's calm voice came, his figure disappeared into the waterfall in the center.

Mo Lin quickly recovered his mind and said, "Use the sword intent to separate this drooping waterfall, use the sword intent?"

"If a powerful sword qi erupts in an instant and condenses with sword intent, it is not difficult to cut through the water of this waterfall, but it is difficult to separate the water of this waterfall with sword intent!

Mo Lin's heart moved, and he released the sword intent, and the invisible sword intent seemed to turn into an invisible wave of qi and blasted towards the waterfall.

Hanging down the waterfall and being suddenly hit by that sword intent splashed countless water, but that sword intent was instantly submerged by the waterfall that urged down.

"The waterfall is turbulent, falling from a height, even if the sword intent can cut the waterfall in an instant, it will be submerged in an instant, separated, how to do this!"

The sword intent is not as good as the sword qi, the sword intent is the comprehension of the sword in the heart, and the sharp sword intent can condense the powerful sword qi, but just the sword intent is a kind of comprehension of the sword, a will, if this will comprehension is not turned into sword qi, the power is not optimistic, and the power of the sword intent that wants to separate the water of this waterfall is not what Mo Lin has at this time.

In the center of the waterfall, in the open space where the sword was cut, outside the wooden house, Meng Xing poured a sip of wine, looked in the direction of Mo Lin, and said to himself: "There is a lack of reverse in the sword intent, and how can you cultivate the sword that breaks through the sky without the intention of going against the sky, and a sword breaks ten thousand laws, this is the reverse of the sword, and the reverse of the qiē exercises, Mo Lin, Mo Lin, do you have that reverse intention in your heart?"