The Snow and the Moon in the Wind: The Lights Dim and the Way Back

Chapter 99

The nineteenth day of the first month of the seventh year of Mingde
If you move with your heart, you will follow your heart.

For peace of mind, also for no regrets.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mo Qianshang rolled over again to avoid a wave of internal force. Looking at Ye Dingzhi who was swaying his internal force wantonly in the field, he smiled wryly,
"This is really endless."

Internal strength comes through hard training and grows with the years. It is also limited and has an end.

But Ye Dingzhi's current internal power is completely inexhaustible, and combined with the ninth level of the Xuantian Gang Qi of the Void Nian Divine Art, it is invincible.

This is also the reason why Mo Qianshang was injured. He underestimated the dominance of Ye Ding's inner strength and overestimated his own endurance.

"No, this is not the way to go."

A sword detonated an internal force ball, and Mo Qianshang began to move quickly towards Ye Dingzhi, dodging if he could hide along the way, and splitting the internal force ball if he couldn't dodge. After a while, the boy finally came in front of him.

"Wanchuan Qiushui"

With the endlessness of thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains, the invincibility of breaking Ye Dingzhi, and the use of softness to overcome rigidity, this is the correct choice.

But when the gap between the two reaches a certain level, softness is overcome by rigidity.

"Clang clang..."

Mo Qianshang stabbed Ye Dingzhi's body seven times in a row with the tide, but was blocked by the strong internal force, and he let out a groan,
'Can't even Iron Horse Glacier break the defense? '

Seeing this layer of purple aura on his body, Mo Qianshang's eyes narrowed, and he immediately backed away. Ye Dingzhi let out a roar and slapped out with his palm. The strong internal force sent the young man flying. Fortunately, the young man blocked it with his sword. To avoid serious injury.

Ye Dingzhi looked at the young man with cold eyes, twisted his right hand slightly, showing a leisurely look.

When a person reaches a certain level of strength, what he pursues is no longer the joy of killing, but the joy of playing monkeys.

"Mo Qianshang, the Ninth Level Void Mind Magical Art transforms the invisible into the tangible. It can evolve the world's ten thousand blades, and can also block the world's magical weapons. Even if you hold the number one sword book, you can't hurt me!"

However, how could Mo Qianshang admit defeat, or he did not have the concept of surrender.

Standing up slowly, his left hand slashed across the sword, and ice-blue flames flashed in his eyes. At his level, ordinary sword moves are already useless, and he can only use the natal sword.

"Brother Ye, just because others can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it!"

Ye Dingzhi looked at him with a smile. Once upon a time, he was also such a young man, impulsive, arrogant, unwilling to admit defeat, and unwilling to reconcile. This is the best quality of a young man, and also the best quality of this age.

"The dead wood still reappears in spring, and no one is young again."

He is very relieved that the boy did not live up to his youth and his youth.

Memories are like springs, and emotions are like tides.

At this moment, he is both a demon and a human being.

"Mo Qianshang, defeat me, let me see if you are qualified to be honored on the sword!"

"Sword up!"

The boy shouted loudly, there is no one else here, so he is not ashamed, he is a boy, and he is qualified to do some middle school things, for example, shout out his sword moves!

"Lonely moon in the sky!"

The moon reappears, and night falls suddenly.

Half a crescent moon and half an autumn, half a life drifting half a glass of wine.

Once, his sword intent could only cover an area.

Today, it is a city.

Yueqing was dumbfounded when she saw the crescent moon in the sky and the darkness covering the surrounding fields. The more she got along with her, the more terrifying she would find him.

"How did he do it?"

Yin Luoxia gently took off the blue hairpin, letting her long hair flutter in the breeze, as light as dust.

"You are very lucky to be able to see this sword of his. In the past, he destroyed Wushuang City with one sword, and drew ten thousand swords to kowtow with one sentence. Now, he is stronger, so this sword will also be stronger!"

Suddenly, a breeze blows, and snowflakes slowly fall on the land of the northwest desert.

A snowflake floated on Yin Luoxia's hand and landed on Yueqing's face.

Wrapping the unconscious child tightly, Yueqing said dully.

"This is, Snow?"

"It should be, a snowstorm"

It should be Tianxian who was drunk and smashed Baiyun to pieces.

In an instant.

Snowflakes are fluttering, and the north wind is blowing.

The Kingdom of Khotan was instantly covered in a vast expanse of whiteness.

wind.

Ye Dingzhi waved off a snowflake and put it in his palm to watch it dissipate.
"Are you ready?"

What answered him was a cold light, the sound of horseshoes ringing in his ears, and the iron horse fell into a dream. He stretched out his right hand and clamped the tip of the sword with his fingers. He thought he could block it, but this sword was his sword, his natal sword.

A blue light appeared and an eye popped out.

"Frost Cry!"

The blue eyes flickered frantically, and a series of storm eyes appeared behind the young man. The blizzard was involved, and the sword energy carried the sword intent, and then burst out suddenly with the blizzard.

A beam of blue light tens of feet erupted from the young man's hand, submerging Ye Dingzhi.

A road leading to the sky appeared on the land of Khotan Kingdom. Accompanied by the sound of explosions, it took a long time to calm down.

This sword directly hit the Wangshu River in the future of Khotan.

The snowflakes continued to fall, and Yueqing was deeply shocked by the scene of the battle!
Snowflakes fell on her cold face, making her a little more cold, and the silver pearl hairpins reflected her pride and holiness.

Yin Luoxia sighed slightly in her heart.

She found that, in terms of appearance, the saint in front of her was really one of the best in the world.

At this moment, the two were honored to see the battle of the world's top powerhouses.

The aftermath of a strong man's battle is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, let alone such a top strong man.

Change the world, move mountains and seas, nothing more.

in the field.

Han Shu continued to fall, the young man stared at the big pit in front of him for a long time, suddenly, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he saw a figure slowly crawling up from tens of meters in front.

"how is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible! You see that, don't you?"

Ye Dingzhi approached slowly, with a calm face, and patted the slightly dirty clothes and slightly broken sleeves on his body, a drop of blood slowly flowed out from his fingertips.

"This sword is very strong. It has surpassed the sword immortals in the world, but you know, sword immortals have always been the respectful title for those who have achieved swordsmanship in the world. They are not real immortals. Their swords are just some It's just power."

"I know."

"Forgot, you really should know. In Tianwaitian, no one dared to talk to me like this for a long time, so it's a bit long-winded. In fact, I almost forgot when was the last time I chatted."

After patting the wrinkles on his body with a smile, he straightened his skirt carefully.

"If Wenjun sees it, he should call me sloppy again."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, looking at the man in front of him who behaved like an ordinary person and said doubtfully,
"Are you not enchanted?"

But the aura on his body, as well as the violent purple aura, clearly indicated that the devil's roots were deep!
The corner of Ye Dingzhi's mouth raised a bewitching smile, a touch of purple appeared on his lips, and his purple eyes were a bit alluring.

"No, I'm obsessed. It's just that I'm following my obsession now."

Seeing the boy's unbelieving expression, Ye Dingzhi asked suddenly.

"Mo Qianshang, what do you think is a demon?"

The young man lowered his head slightly, then shook his head.

Seeing this, Ye Dingzhi didn't take it seriously and said with a smile.

"It's obsession. The devil is the thoughts of the human heart. If the obsession is too deep and goes against the mind, there will be signs of becoming a demon.

We are always in control of our emotions, actions and bodies.For the sake of the overall situation, we will abandon our positions, for the sake of personal relationships, we will give up our conscience, and for the sake of love, we will restrain our hearts.

This kind of behavior that you know in your heart is right, but you have to compromise, is a demon.

When you're possessed, you don't think about it anymore, you just do what you want and let yourself go.

So I am still human.It's just that I chose to follow my heart and no longer compromise.Like now, I want to kill you. "

The ninth stage of the Void Mind Magic Art is the realm that Yue Fengcheng has been pursuing all his life.

He thought that if he practiced well, he could bring Tianwaitian back to Beili and defeat Li Changsheng.

Now, Ye Dingzhi has achieved the realm that he never reached in his life.

He thought he was already invincible, but unexpectedly, the reality slapped him, and he was actually injured by the boy.

When a playing monkey hurts himself, the monkey trainer will naturally be furious.

He put the blood in his hand into his mouth and licked it lightly, and the blood entered his throat, showing a satisfied look.

Suddenly, a purple light flashed, Ye Dingzhi shot instantly, the speed was so fast, like a ghost, the right hand was filled with purple light, and shot towards the boy.

Seeing its ferocious approach, the young man did not give way. He is a swordsman, defense is not his strong point, only offense is the truth.

The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.

There were all kinds of roars on the field again.

The young man's sword energy and Ye Dingzhi's inner strength flew out from time to time, chopping into the distance, or destroying the tall dome.

In a short period of time, there was nothing they could do to each other.

The boy was right, his offense was indeed stronger than his defense.

Offense is the best defense.

One sword, one world, one palm, one round.

The two fought in Dafanyin Temple.

Buddha statues, golden statues, arhats, and Bodhisattvas collapsed one after another. The two fought from outside to inside, and then from outside to the square, leaving all empty traces along the way.

The centuries-old temple was destroyed once.

Venerable Mo Ke led many monks to close their eyes and chant sutras, silently, only the young novice would shed tears of heartache.

With a roar of sword and palm, the two stopped at the top of the pagoda respectively.

This is the pagoda of the Dafanyin Temple, and it is also the stupa where the eminent monks burned. It used to be the most solemn and sacred place, but now it has become a stepping stone for the two.

Snowflakes are fluttering, whoever is cold, whoever is cold, and whoever is forgotten.

The moon is still hanging in the sky, watching the ups and downs of the ancient and modern world.

A flower of Han Shu fell on the young man's head, and a piece of moonlight sprinkled on his face, immature and confident, youthful and impulsive.

Out of breath, he stood on the pagoda holding the Iron Horse Glacier.

In just one stick of incense, the two matched hundreds of moves. Although there was no winner, it consumed him a lot. On the other hand, Ye Dingzhi was still calm and composed, only the slightly trembling The right hand showed that he was not really feeling well.

"Keep on and you will die"

"I know!"

"Actually, you can escape"

"I reject."

"Young man, that's great!"

Mo Qianshang took a deep breath, his lungs were burning like fire, and the air was as cold as ice cubes. The two met in his throat at the same time, making him feel like ice and fire.

"The outcome of this battle is undecided! It is still unknown who will win the battle!"

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection.

　　Explain, why the author wrote some abusive plots, because I want the protagonist to be worthy of Li Hanyi.It's that simple.

　　You can get a woman's love without paying. This is a story in a novel. It can't stand the test of time. I don't want the protagonist to do the same. He has been invincible all the way to get the woman's sincerity. To be honest, it's too fake, so the protagonist is too uncharacteristic up.I think time and suffering can witness true feelings. I hope that after this book is finished, I can proudly say that Mo Qianshang is worthy of Li Hanyi, and you will not refute it, it's as simple as that.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)