The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

It was night.

The Xuanzhou was speeding in the dark clouds.

Mo Xie and Xiao Yikuang were lying on the top floor of the ship.

Xiao Yikuang said, "Xiao Mo, what is your identity?"

Mo Xie's heart trembled and she fell into silence.

Fortunately,

Xiao Yikuang shook his head and laughed as soon as he finished speaking, "Only the weak have no secrets... I'm just curious, it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient to say."

He raised the wine gourd to Mo Xie, "Come on, let's go one more."

"So Brother Xiao has a lot of secrets."

Mo Xie breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

Raised the wine bag and tilted it downward.

Hualala...

The wine fell into his mouth like a waterfall.

"Good boy..." Xiao Yikuang shook his head and laughed.

Mo Xie put down the wine bag, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on the dark sky.

The pale moonlight could not dispel the darkness, and the deep night sky seemed to swallow people's eyes.

The demon world is a small world with no stars but only the sun and the moon. It still lacks a bit of the taste of the night...

Maybe it's because of the thunder and fire in his heart, or maybe it's for other reasons.

Mo Xie suddenly wanted to see the sky outside.

"Did you know that the situation of the Demon God Temple is very dangerous in this Demon Dao Competition?"

Xiao Yikuang suddenly said.

Mo Xie said, "I know."

"No, you don't know."

Xiao Yi Kuang drank the wine in big gulps and said in a low voice:

"With the passing of the predecessors, the successor power of the temple has been far behind."

"So, the decline they said is not groundless."

"Countless first-class forces are like vultures that have seen blood, with disgusting beaks, trying to tear a piece of flesh from my temple."

"And this magic competition is a key!"

"If we stay in the top six, we can continue to develop and thrive;"

"If we lose... then the trend of decline has begun."

Xiao Yi Kuang took a long sip and smiled coldly, "Drunkenness and dreaming... Only when you are drunk can you survive, and then feel some fucked-up things..."

"Alive? It's really ridiculous!"

Mo Xie looked over.

Xiao Yi Kuang looked at the night sky with drunken eyes without focus.

Obviously, he was lost in memories again.

Mo Xie curled her lips and did not bother him.

While drinking, she was thinking in her heart.

The magic path has always been full of cruelty.

Not to mention the outside world, there is constant fighting and killing inside.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the magic path was still the ruler of the Tianxuan world.

In order to compete for territory and power, the major forces of the magic path were fighting each other all the time.

It was because of the constant internal fighting that

the righteous path found an opportunity to defeat them in one fell swoop.

In the end, they were seriously injured, lost their ruling position, and fled to the demon world.

The magic path has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, why are there only six super powers?

It's very simple,

It's because of the internal fighting, and then they were destroyed by the righteous path countless times!

So, since the defeat to the righteous path and retreat to the demon world,

The Demonic Path learned from its mistakes and came up with the Demonic Path Competition. The territory of power cannot be massacred on a large scale, and all must be competed through the competition.

The winner, profit;

The loser, share power.

And the [Eternal Night Dynasty] of the Lord of the Demonic Path is the judge of the Demonic Path Competition.

If the Demon God Temple ranks sixth in the competition, it can barely be said to be an internal struggle of the "six super powers".

If it falls out of the top six, then perhaps the status of "super power"... will no longer exist.

I guess Xiao Yikuang, as the third elder who is highly expected, is also shouldered with a very heavy responsibility...

Mo Xie sighed in his heart.

He poured the wine into his mouth, but found that it was gone.

Xiao Yikuang finally came to his senses and cursed, "Damn wine, it made me say such a cowardly thing..."

He put away the wine gourd, stood up and stretched, "No more drinking, leaving."

"By the way, get up early tomorrow and teach you some fun tricks."

After saying that,

Xiao Yikuang turned around and fled like the wind.

"Wine? It's really a fun thing..."

Mo Xie shook her head slightly tipsy and put the wine bag into the Qiankun bag.

Then she jumped and left.

...

The next day.

The Xuanyang rose eastward, as pink as blood.

At the height of the Xuanzhou, it emitted a dazzling light.

On the top of the Xuanzhou.

Mo Xie and Xiao Yikuang stood facing each other.

"Do you have a sword?"

Xiao Yikuang held a long sword in his hand.

"It's still sharp."

Mo Xie pretended to reach into her Qiankun bag and took out a magic sword that exuded a dignified demonic aura

"What a good sword!" Xiao Yikuang's eyes lit up, "It's a pity that it's too sharp, but the demonic auraMore but less sword energy."

Isn't it less sword energy?

After all, it's not a real sword, but Wuxiang's.

But then again, even if it's a "fake sword", it can get the evaluation of "sword man" like Xiao Yikuang, which is enough to show the extraordinaryness of Zhibao Wuxiang.

Mo Xie thought in her heart.

Xiao Yikuang asked: "What is a sword?"

Mo Xie replied: "A sharp weapon for killing people."

"Yes, and no. A sword can kill people, but it can also save people. It is not a pure sword for killing people. Then let me ask you, what is the highest realm of a sword?"

"No sword."

Xiao Yikuang said with interest: "Oh? Tell me about it?"

Mo Xie coughed dryly, "I don't know..."

You can't say that you read it from a martial arts novel, right?

Xiao Yikuang nodded and said: "The sword is not the sword in my hand, the fallen leaves can be the sword, the leaves can be the sword... Everything can be the sword in my hand, this is the swordless. "

Mo Xie thought for a moment and said, "There is no sword in my hand, but there is a sword in my heart."

"There is no sword in my hand, but there is a sword in my heart?"

Xiao Yikuang looked at Mo Xie in surprise and nodded, "Yes, it seems that Xiao Mo is quite intelligent and a good swordsman."

Mo Xie couldn't tell whether he was praising or scolding her for a moment.

"Okay."

Xiao Yikuang waved the blood sword and said in a deep voice, "Next, I will teach you a sword."

Mo Xie bowed and said, "Mo Xie will learn from you!"

Xiao Yikuang shook the scabbard lightly, and the scabbard fell to the ground. He swung the sword with one hand,

"I have two swords, named the sword of life and death."

"The blood sword is called death, and the white sword is called life."

"The blood sword kills, and the white sword saves people."

Mo Xie looked at his blood sword and was a little confused: Isn't it a double sword?

Xiao Yikuang seemed to see Mo Xie's doubts, and said lightly, "The sword of life... was destroyed by me. "

Mo Xie noticed that a trace of pain flashed across his eyes.

Xiao Yi Kuang did not say much, and said in a deep voice: "This sword is called the Killing Sword Technique"

"Killing Sword Technique?"

Mo Xie muttered in his heart.

"Once this sword is out, it means death; either he dies or I die; life is death, and death is life."

"This sword has nine styles, you watch carefully..."

Xiao Yi Kuang held the blood-colored long sword, erected it between his eyebrows, and made a starting style.

Mo Xie saw it.

His momentum suddenly changed!

A strong breath of death emanated from his body.

This feeling,

is like facing a beast that has just eaten a human and has blood on the corner of its mouth!

Mo Xie finally understood at this moment how Zhu Sha felt when facing Xiao Yi Kuang.

"This sword technique is quite interesting... Young Master, you can learn it seriously. "

Mo Jiu's voice was surprised.

This old devil has always been disdainful of the great elders and others - of course he has the qualifications.

Even he said it was good, so this sword technique must be the best in the world.

Big brother is honest!

Mo Xie thought in his heart.

Clang!

Xiao Yi moved wildly, and the blood sword was like a blood light, emitting a sword energy full of death in the air.

Although Mo Xie retreated again and again,

he was still affected by the sword energy, causing his heartbeat to accelerate and his blood flow to speed up.

"What a life towards death... What a fierce and domineering sword technique!"

The old devil commented.

Mo Xie ignored it and watched attentively.

After the nine-style killing sword technique,

Xiao Yi pulled the sword behind his back, "Let me see it. "

Mo Xie practiced it awkwardly.

Next,

One taught, the other learned.

A day passed quickly.

The sun set again, and blood red spread across the horizon again.

"Sword Technique for Killing!"

Mo Xie said in a low voice,

"The first move..."

"The second move..."

"..."

"The ninth move!"

The Wu Xiang Demon Sword turned in his hand, emitting a fierce and deadly sword light.

"Hoohoo..."

The ninth move was a bit reluctant...

Mo Xie panted, and finally managed to use the sword technique.

"The sword is good, and the man is not bad!" Xiao Yi Kuang smiled while holding the blood sword.

"Next, all we need to do is practice more in life and death."

Xiao Yi Kuang turned around and waved his hand, "I'm going to drink..."

"Brother Xiao, wait!"

Mo Xie shouted.

"What else? ”

“There is another method, I want to ask for your advice…”

“Haha, you are really greedy, I have taught you all the skills, but you still feel unsatisfied… Tell me, a jar of good wine is indispensable!”

Xiao Yikuang took out the wine gourd and drank.

Mo Xie smiled awkwardly: “Of course…”

He looked at the distant sky, the blood-red sunset hung in the west, revealing a yearning look.

“Brother Xiao, can you fly with a sword?”

“Yes, but it requires understanding.” Xiao Yikuang laughed: “Why, do you want to learn?”

“Hmm…”Mo Xie nodded.

Flying with a sword, this is almost every man's dream.

——When "Love for Life" sounded, his foot stepped on the flying sword...

Xiao Yikuang raised two fingers with both hands.

His eyes were solemn, "Get up!"

He waved his hands, and the blood sword flew out of the scabbard and floated in front of him.

Xiao Yikuang stepped forward and stood on the scabbard with one foot.

"Flying with a sword is really good!"

"Do you know why swordsmen like me are hard to kill? It's because of this flying sword!"

He put two fingers on his temples and then pinched a spell.

Whoosh!

He stepped on the long sword and turned into a blood light and flew out.

"So, so fast..."

Mo Xie opened her mouth slightly: This is so fast that it can catch up with the speed of light...

Wang Jijing can fly in the air, but that's all.

For a low-level King Realm like him, flying in the sky is probably not as fast as running on the ground for a Zong Realm...

Mo Xie's eyes suddenly became hot.

If he wanted to learn to fly with a sword just now, it was just to show off;

Then now he is really envious of this method.

"Do you really want to learn?"

Xiao Yikuang's voice came from behind.

Mo Xie nodded, "Please teach me, Brother Xiao!"

"Come up."

Xiao Yikuang grabbed Mo Xie's clothes and threw them behind him, and flew out with the long sword in blood light.

Under the Xuanyang, high in the sky.

Xiao Yikuang controlled the long sword to float in the air, and Mo Xie stood behind him.

"There are two most important things about flying with a sword."

"First, the soul power is strong."

"Second, it is to achieve the unity of man and sword."

Xiao Yikuang said: "Pick up your sword and feel its sword intent."

"You are the sword, the sword is you, man and sword are one."

Mo Xie followed his words and closed her eyes to comprehend.

He had a "heart-to-heart" conversation with Wuxiang some time ago and completely refined it.

Naturally, he felt the "sword intent" all of a sudden.

Clang clang clang!

The Wuxiang magic sword in Moye's hand trembled and made a clear sound, as if telling something.

"So fast..."

Xiao Yikuang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Moye said: "The man and the sword are one... then what?"

"Then..."

Xiao Yikuang's mouth curled up slightly, "Then naturally it is flying on the sword!"

Pah!

He patted Moye on the back.

"Ah!"

Moye screamed and fell from a height of thousands of feet.

"Step on the long sword, believe it, it's like stepping on flat ground, like stepping on a mysterious boat, like sitting on a carriage..."

"Go and feel it, go..."

Xiao Yikuang's voice rang in his ears.

This old bachelor...

Moye gritted her teeth and cursed.

Holding the magic sword tightly, he followed Xiao Yikuang's instructions.

Then,

he found that,

the magic sword under him actually slowly stopped in the air.

Xiao Yikuang stood on the blood sword and landed in front of him.

Mo Xie lay on the Wuxiang magic sword, raised his head, and smiled, "Haha, I succeeded...ah!"

Before he finished speaking,

the magic sword was unstable and fell like a capsized boat. Mo Xie naturally fell down with a scream.

Xiao Yikuang held his forehead and flew to save him.

...

Swoosh!

A sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Mo Xie stood on the magic sword, with two fingers of both hands open, and his soul focused on controlling the magic sword.

-This is the fifth time, he can already fly the sword very steadily.

"Okay, you've done it."

Xiao Yikuang slapped his lips in boredom, "Now you owe me a jar of good wine."

"Let's go back and drink!"

After saying that,

he flew his sword and turned into a streak of blood and fled.

"So fast..."

Mo Xie was amazed again.

Although his speed of flying the sword is not slow now-at least dozens of times faster than before flying in the air.

But it is still far from Xiao Yikuang.

"I need to practice more..."

Mo Xie drove the magic sword again, and practiced for a while with some excitement.

Then, he felt a little bored.

"It's boring to go for a ride alone..."

Mo Xie thought about it, and flew towards the direction of Xuanzhou with his sword.

...

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

Mo Xie held Ji Meiling's little hand.

That look, as if he had drawn a good skin, and was eager to share the joy with his friends... Well, to put it bluntly, it was just pretending!

Ji Meiling yawned lazily, and her voice was charming and soft, "Where are you going? Going to bed too late is not good for your skin..."

"Close your eyes first."

"Hmm?"

Ji Meiling looked at Mo Xie and blinked seductively.

Could it be that he...

"Tsk, childish!"

Ji Meiling sneered and closed her eyes, "Let's see what you are playing"It's a play~"

Then,

She felt Mo Xie's arm around her waist.

Why so suddenly...

Her heart trembled.

Then,

She felt the man carrying her high off the ground.

Then,

Boom!

The cold and fierce wind slapped her cheeks, and her hair was blown up high.

Ji Meiling opened her eyes in confusion.

The scarlet Xuan Yang made her eyes narrow slightly.

She found herself in the sky, falling down powerlessly, and the lavender clouds passed by quickly in front of her eyes...

"Mo Xie, are you crazy? Ah ah ah..."

Ji Meiling rarely screamed out of control, hugging Mo Xie's body like an octopus...

...

PS. Holding Wuxiang, practicing sword, knife and spear... gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools!

Good night everyone~