"Well, can you let go of my brother?" The Day Parade supported the Night Parade, which was still "unconscious" and said weakly. The two of them suffered a disaster. The initiator, the Sea Yasha, had returned to normal, but the Night Parade still did not wake up.

"In three days, you will wake up." However, the Yin and Yang evil spirits seemed too lazy to pay attention to it and didn't even look back.

The look of resentment flashed in the eyes of the Riyou Pass, but there was no way. Who made them the lowest strength among all of them?

"Okay," Hei Wuchang said in a deep voice, "Since everyone is working for interests, there is no need to make the oath of the Yin God. I just hope you understand that once this matter begins, you don't think about quitting."

“Naturally so”

"It's easy to say"

"Should be like this"

.........

Everyone agreed.

"Okay", everyone has no objection, "Then everyone, the big thing we are waiting for starts with killing the horse."

"Kill the horse's body"

"Kill the horse's body"

"Kill the horse's body"

.........

Everyone spoke in unison.

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Under the dark night starry sky, two figures appeared out of nowhere, standing in the void, looking down.

I saw a person sitting cross-legged on the bluestone in the mountains below.

The man was wearing a white robe, with a calm face, his eyes closed, but his hands were pinching the sword technique and pointing his fingers in his Dantian.

Not far ahead of it, a dagger was floating.

Countless starlights, along with the cold moonlight, sprinkled from the sky on the sword blade, gathering into a clear sword light, illuminating the people sitting cross-legged.

After a closer look, the sword light seemed to slowly merge into the body of the sitting person, making it look slowly with a hint of awe.

A subtle, almost invisible black hair came from the distance from the dark night, but entered the cross-legged nose between inhalation.

.........

"You won," a man standing in the void suddenly spoke to someone next to him, but it was the man in white.

"Why?" the person next to him asked, it was Mu Qing in Qingyi.

"Why? Winning means winning," the man in white said without caring, "In this way, I have to let you go free, but according to our agreement, I still have to wait until after that."

"Thank you," Mu Qing said.

"No need, you won, you deserve it," said the man in white, "In this way, you can make good use of the remaining twenty years. This boy has good talent and should be able to leave the sword immortal lineage."

"Yeah, it's really good," Mu Qing said.

"Leaving", the figure of the man in white blurred and disappeared out of thin air.

Mu Qing turned around and looked down. Ruozhi was sitting cross-legged there. He saw his expression calm, his breathing was even and regular. He transformed pure qi into extremely pure sword qi through the sword weapon and was slowly absorbed by his body...

A long and distant stream of wood spirit true energy, unknown to be triggered, was quietly entering the nose and calm... A stream of angry and calm body sprouted.

Mu Qing just watched from a distance and did not come forward to disturb him. In fact, it is quite taboo to disturb others when practicing sword immortals. Therefore, almost all sword immortals, once they have achieved success in their practice, they will basically live alone and stay away from the hustle and bustle after they have a little bit of self-protection.

It can be seen that Ruozhi was already quite familiar with the first practice of the Sword Immortal lineage. When the sword qi cycle was running, it was quite smooth without any sense of blockage, as if he was born to be proficient in this way...

Slowly, Mu Qing also retreated to the darkness behind him and disappeared, leaving only one of Ruo, alone, practicing the exercises.

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I don’t know how long it took, Ruozhi felt a pure yang breath and couldn’t help but stop his martial arts and open his eyes.

The dazzling light made him squint his eyes. With a "clang", he saw a short sword in front of him landing on the ground and stuck on the ground. However, Ruozhi didn't care much about it. He was no longer surprised by the changes in the Can Moon. No matter where he kept the Can Moon, the scene in front of him would always appear.

He got up and walked down the bluestone. Ruozhi moved his muscles and bones, and looked around, trying to find where Mu Qing was and whether he was back.

A cold light flashed, and Ruozhi instinctively sensed a hint of coldness, without looking back, but turned around, avoiding the cold light, and pulled out the waning moon sword weapon in the soil beside him.

Before he could turn around, Ruozhi felt a chill again and came straight to his back. Without having time to react, the tranquil moon subconsciously waved back and hit the empty space.

A chilled between his neck, and a bamboo sword was placed on his neck.

It was obviously a bamboo sword, but Ruozhi could easily sense the coldness from it, as if it was the sharpest sword weapon in the world.

Ruozhi swallowed his saliva with difficulty, feeling uneasy.

"It's a pity that I'm too slow and I don't have enough strength." Mu Qing's cold voice came from behind me.

As he said that, the bamboo sword removed.

Ruozhi felt that the coldness instantly dissipated. When he turned around, he saw Mu Qing in green clothes standing behind him, holding a thin green bamboo in his hand.

Ruozhi gave a tribute and was quite dissatisfied, saying, "My skills are not as fast as my master's sister, but you and I have never competed with strength. How can I tell that I am not strong enough?" Over the years, Ruozhi found that the practices everywhere did not bring him anything else, but greatly improved his strength. Even Xuan Min was amazed and even joked that it would be more appropriate to modify the force cultivation.

"Come on," and said, Mu Qingliang's bamboo branches in his hand.

"What?" Ruozhi looked at him in surprise, not understanding what she meant.

"Getting out the sword", Mu Qing said simply.

"That's how I offended it," Ruozhi thought for a moment and spoke. To be honest, Ruozhi naturally wouldn't be so arrogant that he thought Mu Qing was not his opponent, but he also wanted to see how Mu Qing should prove that he was not strong enough.

The Canyue went down with a sword, with a very fast speed and a tricky angle. This was not something Ruozhi did it casually, but a trick he thought about to find Ye Ying to compete with him. He never thought that it was not used on Ye Ying, but he took it out first and used it here.

A hint of appreciation flashed in Mu Qing's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. The next moment, her bamboo branch was facing Ruozhi's waning moon. It was different from Ruozhi's thoughts. It did not take the trick to knock on Canyue's sword, but actually hit the blade.

At this moment, Ruozhi felt happy. With the sharpness of the waning moon, not to mention a thin bamboo branch, or a small tree as thick as a bowl of mouth, it would be broken when it touched.

With the thought of Ruo, he saw the bamboo branch knocking on the blade, making a crisp sound, "dou".
Chapter completed!