Mou Linhan just stood in front of Feng Qi with his hands folded. He did nothing, but six extremely bright white lights suddenly lit up around his body.
There is nothing that cannot be controlled, and there is no trace of sword intent.
When discussing the sword, Mou Linhan could only condense one traceless sword intent, but now it has reached six. It seems that the promotion to Yinhui has greatly improved Mou Linhan's combat power.
At least with this level of defense, there should be very few people in the Enlightening Realm who can break through his defense.
Mou Linhan didn't know what Feng Qi was thinking, but he just stood there quietly, with the white sword light slowly rotating around him, like an old man pacing with a declining sun, looking a little sluggish.
But it was such a dull sword light that blocked all the meaning of the weapon.
The sugar man's expression became more solemn.
The stirring stick was covered with the mist of early clouds.
There is an extra piece of dazzling beauty in the alley.
A star field appeared out of thin air.
A bright moon rises slowly.
A scorching sun shines brightly.
The power of attracting brilliance to the upper realm can be seen at a glance.
"Junior brother, take the Qianrenfeng Sword and step back." Mou Linhan said softly.
Before Feng Qi had time to lead Zhou Zihan back, he noticed there was a hint of heaviness in the room.
A brighter star field descended, but it had no bright moon or scorching sun.
Two star fields collide.
There was a heartbreaking tearing sound in the alley.
The stirring rod fell with the sun.
A white sword light slowly moved over.
Sunlight and sword light collide.
The sword light trembled slightly, and the sunlight was suddenly bounced away.
The sun invades again.
Stir again.
The meaning of the instrument fell like a violent storm.
Miraculously, the seemingly slow white sword light can always quickly shoot down every weapon that attempts to break through them.
Traceless and spiritual, that's what I think it means.
The houses on both sides of the street were reduced to rubble in a very short period of time, and it was unknown whether there were innocent people inside.
There was some noise in the distance, and I guess it was the police from Bianzhou Prefecture.
Feng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, walked over to Zhou Zihan and sat down, looking at the latter's pale face in a daze.
How can you be so radical at such a young age?
Don’t you understand the truth of how hard it is and how easy it is to break?
A sixteen-year-old's understanding is enough to frighten him, let alone lead to brilliance?
"Someone from Bianzhou Prefecture is here, why don't you leave?" Mou Linhan asked aloud, with faint sweat on his forehead.
The sugar man sneered and winked at the butcher and hawker, signaling them to stop him for a moment.
During these confrontations, he had determined the level of the Xueyun disciple opposite him.
In the first state of understanding, the starlight has not even filled the sea of consciousness.
As long as you give him some time, you can definitely take him down.
After understanding the sugar maker's hint, Mou Linhan nodded clearly and drew his sword for the first time.
There is a sword named after it, and there is a rainbow in the abyss.
A sharp sword energy rose, accompanied by a high-pitched sword cry.
There is an extra rainbow in the field, starting from Mou Linhan and pointing directly at the sugar maker.
The sugar-maker took out his stirring stick and knocked it on his head.
The skylight blooming in the alley is even brighter.
The starlight falls on Changhong, making no waves.
The moonlight falls on the rainbow, and there is a faint tidal wave.
The sun falls on the rainbow, and the rainbow light suddenly disappears.
The sugar man drank.
The distance in the alley seemed to be drawn into nothingness in an instant.
The stirring stick has been extended into the Wuhen Sword Intent, and at the same time it has been extended into Mou Linhan's star field, and is hanging above Mou Linhan's head.
There was the sound of breaking glass, followed by Mou Linhan's heavy breathing.
He was sweating profusely and his face was pale.
His face was calm and his eyes were determined.
The stir stick fell on his shoulder.
As if being hit by a huge mountain, Mou Linhan couldn't bear it and knelt down on one knee.
Yuan Hong stabbed into the heart of the candy maker.
The sugar-maker's eyes widened and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The sword light blocked the blood, white mist rose, and a sizzling sound sounded.
The sugar man looked grim.
Mou Linhan suddenly smiled.
The sugar-maker looked slightly startled, thinking that you were going to die soon, why could you still laugh?
Before he could react, a green light flashed.
Feng Qi didn't know when he had arrived behind him, and the green frost in his hand seemed to have just been cut out.
This kid who can understand emotions can actually enter my star field?
How can this be?
He was filled with disbelief, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the place where two star fields collided.
There, a hole was torn open at some point.
Mou Linhan's star field is indeed not as good as his, because he is not blessed by the sun and the moon.
But this does not mean that Mou Linhan's star field has no power to fight back in front of his star field.
There are limits to what it can do, but it's enough.
The whistling wind sounded in my ears.
The last image that remained in the sugar-maker's field of vision was his body without his head.
As soon as the sugar maker died, Mou Linhan couldn't hold on anymore and sat down on the ground. His entire left shoulder was smashed by the stirring rod, damaging the internal organs and causing him to vomit several mouthfuls of blood.
Feng Qi hurriedly used Mu Yu Han Guang to stabilize his injury.
There was nothing he could do about Zhou Zihan's injury, but Mou Linhan's injury could only be said to be just right.
Feeling the warmth in his body, Mou Linhan twitched the corners of his mouth and pulled out a forced smile.
"Junior brother is indeed an all-rounder."
Feng Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "The level is limited, and it will take a while to be cured."
Mou Linhan didn't say anything, just smiled.
After a while, Mou Linhan's body had recovered a lot, at least his face was not so pale.
Feng Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
Mou Linhan said softly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Feng Qi said: "It's really nothing serious... By the way, why did senior brother appear here? If it weren't for you, Zhou Zihan and I might not have had an easy time today."
He had estimated his own combat power, and it was not impossible to defeat the ordinary Yinhui, but Yinhui who was born in the Weeping Blood Pavilion was definitely not one of them.
If it weren't for Mou Linhan, he would definitely be running away with Zhou Zihan now.
At any rate, it's still within Bianzhou City. Even if it doesn't work, you can still escape into Xiaoyao Pavilion.
The editor of Xiaoyao Pavilion would never be happy to see the two swordsmen of Xueyun Sect having trouble in his territory.
Feng Qi suddenly thought of something and looked strange.
Mou Linhan coughed twice and said with a smile: "Everyone has a different path. The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. I still know this truth. Don't worry, I'm not following you."
Feng Qi asked: "Then why is Senior Brother here?"
Mou Linhan said: "I was going to the Bohai Sea and passed by Bianzhou. I happened to notice something unusual here. I didn't expect it to be you."
Feng Qi thought to himself, is there really such a coincidence in the world?
Mou Linhan sighed: "Sure enough, it's better to come early than to come by chance."
Knowing that Mou Linhan was not here specifically to protect the Tao, Feng Qi felt a stone fall in his heart and asked: "The Bohai Sea is not peaceful now, why did senior brother go there?"
Mou Linhan said: "You don't know?"
Feng Qi was startled, "What should I know?"
Mou Linhan said: "Zisang Bumu appeared in Yanbei some time ago, holding the heads of King Bohai and several elders of Yihua Palace in his hand..."
Feng Qi was shocked!
I see.
Shenchao is now unwilling to move the Flower Palace. He knows this. After all, Zisang Bumu is one of the top combat forces in the world. If he jumps over the wall in a hurry, no one will be left behind. However, he did not expect that this problem would still arise. There is this solution.
Kill the evildoer.
Execute those who follow.
After all, Zisang Bumu has never appeared on a frontal battlefield, so Shenchao can find reasons to excuse him and continue to whitewash peace.
Feng Qi was silent for a while and asked, "What does senior brother mean by going to Bohai?"
Mou Linhan's voice became more solemn, "Junior brother Dong... lost contact."
Feng Qi said: "Four seats at Wuhen Peak?"
Mou Linhan nodded, "Not only Junior Brother Dong, but also 30% of the disciples who have gone down the mountain to offer sword sacrifices in recent months have disappeared."
Feng Qi's expression changed slightly, "Senior brother, do you suspect that Bo Hai is behind it?"
Mou Linhan shook his head, "The places where contact was lost are widely scattered. Junior Brother Dong just happened to lose contact in the Bohai Sea."
Feng Qi frowned.
Mou Linhan was silent for a while and then admitted, "I do doubt Bohai."
Feng Qi said: "Since Zi Sang Bu Mu has no intention of fighting the Shen Dynasty to death, there is no way he can touch my Xueyun disciple."
Mou Linhan said seriously: "But Yihua Palace is not just Zisang Bumu."
Feng Qi asked: "Senior brother, do you have any ideas?"
Mou Linhan said: "Not yet, so I just went over to take a look."
After a pause, he asked: "What about you? Where do you plan to go next?"
Feng Qi said: "Let's wait until Zhou Zihan wakes up. I heard that the elegant gathering in Taizhou is about to open, and I plan to take Zhou Zihan to see the world for a long time."
Mou Linhan laughed and said, "She is Qian Renfeng Jianzi after all. You should respect her more."
Feng Qi didn't take it seriously, "Who is not a swordsman? If we get along as equals, why should we be so respectful? It's not just a show."
Mou Linhan stopped talking. After confirming that the internal bleeding in his organs had stopped, he stood up and said, "My body is no longer seriously injured, so I left first. You and Qianrenfeng Jianzi must be careful on the way to sacrifice the sword. If there is any No matter what the trouble, the main thing is to save your life, don’t act impulsively and put yourself in danger for no reason.”
Feng Qi thought to himself that he was not the kind of person who couldn't hold his breath, but the senior brother's words were all from the bottom of his heart and he spoke with concern, so he could only nod in agreement.
Mou Linhan smiled and patted Feng Qi on the shoulder, "I know that my junior brother is the most obedient. Then senior brother will not stay with you. I will always feel uneasy until the disciples who went down the mountain to sacrifice the sword lost contact."
Feng Qi said: "Since senior brother has gone down the mountain, do you think a few others have also gone down the mountain?"
Mou Linhan nodded, "In addition to Wu Fan breaking through seclusion, I, Qiu Yue, Zhang Chen, and Sheng Yun are investigating four places respectively."
Feng Qi frowned and asked, "Do you need me to do anything?"
Mou Linhan shook his head, "The danger is too great, so just follow the original plan...and you and Zhou Zihan are going down the mountain to sacrifice swords, so there's no chance that the people behind it will plan something for you."
Feng Qi shrugged, "If they can really send out Zhan Xingchen to kill me again and again, then I suggest destroying the White Elephant Sect first."
The only way in and out of Xu Hai is through the twelve crossings of Xu Hai. Every one of the cult members outside Xu Hai died. Zhan Xingchen was all in charge of a branch of the state. How could he come here one after another like this?
Besides, if there is just one person who can lead the way, he and Zhou Zihan may not be able to fight together.
The fear is that the realm is at a disadvantage and the number of people is still at a disadvantage.
That situation is simply unplayable.
During the conversation, the distant shouts of death gradually died down, and it was unclear whether the butcher and the shoe seller had escaped or died.
Mou Linhan stepped on Yuan Hong and warned: "Senior brother, I will leave now. I must take what I just said to my heart."
Feng Di nodded.
Mou Linhan glanced at Feng Qi again.
A sword sounded.
There is a sound of wind.
Mou Linhan rode the wind with his sword and flew away.
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