Thunderbolt Single Sword God

The Valley of Evil in the Northern Territory.

The sandy land is barren and overgrown with weeds, a faint demonic atmosphere, and a miserable miasma permeates the bottom of the valley.

Animal remains, human bones, broken and rusted weapons, half-buried in the wind and sand, can be seen everywhere.

The Elai Valley in the Northern Territory has a terrifying appearance, and it is indeed a fierce place.

Mo Yunhao's eyes were indifferent, and he turned a blind eye to this, so he just intimidated ordinary people.

In an instant, a strong wind swept across the world, and the demon atmosphere and miasma in the valley of evil disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Let's go."

"Um."

Being by Mo Yunhao's side with someone to accompany her, Ying Hongxue wasn't too scared, but seeing the terrifying scene at the bottom of the valley, she became more and more worried about her father.

In an instant.

The two searched the entire Valley of Evil, but found nothing. Of course, Mo Yunhao knew that this would be the result.

But everything must have a result, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, let Ying Hongxue know the truth.

"Hongxue, I didn't find anyone, and it doesn't mean that something happened to your father. The Northern Territory is so big, maybe your father hid somewhere to heal his injuries."

Mo Yunhao thought for a moment and comforted him, giving the girl hope as much as possible, after looking for a long time, maybe she will be relieved.

"Li Dage, you don't need to comfort me. In fact, my father never went out for too long without replying. I just don't want to believe it. Let's get out of here."

Ying Hongxue forced a smile, as if she could really accept the result, but she couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes.

"Well, let's get out of here first."

With a flash of red and blue rainbow light, Mo Yunhao took people to turn into a rainbow and left thousands of miles away.

Mo Yunhao didn't know how to comfort her at the moment, and hoped that Ying Hongxue would get out of her sorrow as soon as possible and devote herself to martial arts training.

Martial Forest Walking, martial arts, is the foundation of one's life, especially important.

One day, Ying Hongxue will set foot in Martial Forest just like her father.

Martial Forest Rivers and Lakes are brutal again.

On the night of returning from the Valley of Evil, at midnight.

Mo Yunhao was practicing meditation in the inn room, and Ruo Ruowu heard that Ying Hongxue was crying secretly next door.

Barely support during the day, maybe cry a little, the sadness in my heart, the suppressed emotions, can be released and relieved.

After a few days.

Yinghongxue asked Mo Yunhao for advice on martial arts. This is a good start. He is going to take Yinghongxue on a tour of the Northern Territory, just to relax.

The years are rushing and foggy.

Eight years of spring and autumn.

Time in the Northern Territory is passing by slowly, but some legends will last forever.

The westerly wind and the setting sun on the ancient road, the afterglow sets in the west.

The mysterious country in the extreme north of the Northern Territory.

I heard that there are peerless masters?

Of course Mo Yunhao was very interested in this, so he came here.

The only sword in the northern region for eight years, single-handed and self-satisfied, begging for defeat.

Unyielding swordsman, proud swordsman, weird practitioner, cold gunman...

There are so many people who were defeated by Mo Yunhao's sword.

Eight years ago, the sword master of the Central Plains crossed the river like a dragon and broke into the Martial Forest of the Northern Territory.

Create the legend of the Northern Territory Sword Master.

One sword sighs invincible, single front Sword intent blares, life and death are like a dream, this life is over, who can be the enemy.

There are rumors in the Martial Forest of the Northern Territory, if you provoke the mysterious and unpredictable Sword Master of the Northern Territory.

Then on the day when the sound of the sword rang softly, your death has come, and the gods cannot save you!

"Mo Dage, when can I advance to Innate?"

Eight years, neither long nor short.

Yinghongxue also knew Mo Yunhao's true identity a long time ago.

Single front creator.

She was even more horrified when she heard it for the first time. The martial art passed down by her family is Shan Feng Sword Technique.

This is literally meeting the ancestor of the Sword Technique.

"After you complete the foundation of spear and sword, your martial arts qualifications are very good, and you will be able to advance to the next level in about fifty or sixty years."

"Ah? So long? So, Mo Dage, how long did it take you from the beginning of cultivation to the promotion to Innate."

"About three or four hundred years, I forgot the details."

"Uh, well, I won't ask again."

Only by laying the foundation of martial arts well can one climb to a higher realm of martial arts.

It is the best policy to spend more time, consolidate the accumulation of foundations, and lay a solid foundation.

Mo Yunhao is dressed in a dark black suit and looks heroic. He looks like he is always young at the age of twenty. He is handsome and outstanding.

Ying Hongxue was eighteen years old and beautiful. She was dressed in a light green dress.

"Mo Dage, the Three Swords of the North Peak, is he the kind of person who claims to be able to fight against millions of masters, but actually earns his name in vain?"

Ying Hongxue asked curiously.

"I've only heard his name, and I don't know too well. The front is the boundary of Emperor Yue's divine capital. Hongxue, do you want to go home?"

"I really want to."

"Okay then, let me have a moment with the Three Swords of the North Peak, and then we'll go back to the Central Plains. Just don't let me down, huh? Interesting."

Suddenly.

The sky and the earth change color, the wind is surging, the snow is falling, the sky is full of snow and the machine is hidden, the words are like swords, and the two come together.

The visitors are like a couple of gods and gods coming to the mortal world.

Um?

It looks like a fairy brother.

"Xue Zang Ye, Ye Zang Feng, Frost swallows a sword seal!"

"There is no night in the snow, there is no name in the night, the solitary lamp in the sea of ​​sorrow, the frost and the sword mingling."

boom!

The two swords of the Northern Territory arrive, accompanied by the arrival of the poem, the earth shakes the four fields, and the two Sword Qi are intertwined with each other.

"Sword Master? Come to Yuehuangshendu, what's the matter?"

One person bears a sword like a peak, and the white-haired swordsman is as powerful as commanding an army of millions.

The sword master of the Northern Territory is the strongest among the strongest, and the spies from the gods came to report that the sword master was coming, so the two came to find out.

The white-haired swordsman waited solemnly and asked.

"The emperor's sword alone? I'm only for a while for the three swords of Beifeng. I have no malice or interest in Yuehuang's divine capital."

From Mo Yunhao's point of view, this person's Sword intent contains military power, he must be the capital of the Emperor Yue, the general and the lonely minister of the Emperor Sword.

not bad!

"Sword Master, in the past eight years, he has come to the Northern Territory, and he has killed people like hemp across the Northern Territory. The single-edged sword is begging for defeat."

One person looked indifferent, with a white head holding a sword and a solemn and extraordinary appearance, and said slowly.

"Oh? You understand me."

Mo Yunhao looked at this person intently, and seemed to have some opinions on him in his words. This person should be the famous sword peerless.

"Mo Dage, he didn't kill people indiscriminately. Most of them just used martial arts to fight with martial arts. Those who died were all villains, but there were a lot of villains in the Northern Territory."

Ying Hongxue felt a little displeased, and felt that the two of them were not friendly, so she defended Mo Yunhao.

The folk customs in the Northern Territory are tough, and naturally there are many vicious people.

Huang Jian Gu Chen and Ming Jian Jue Shi looked at each other.

I think what Ying Hongxue said makes sense, besides, in Martial Forest, who doesn't have blood on their hands.

"Martial Forest's rumors are not entirely credible. I offended the two of us a little. Please forgive me."

Huang Jian's lonely minister stepped forward to cupped fist and saluted.

The men and women in front of them have extraordinary auras, and they don't look like evil people at all. They each put away their Sword intent.

"It doesn't matter, the heart of guarding against others is indispensable. The Three Swordsmen in the Northern Territory live up to their name, and this trip is worthwhile for me."

Mo Yunhao observed that the Cultivation Base of these two people has reached the peak of Innate, and their Sword intent has been deeply comprehended.

How strong the combat power is, only the first battle can be known in detail.

"You two, the purpose of my coming here is to compete with you two."

"Okay, the sword master's single-handed sword technique is very popular, and the two of us want to learn it, but first, let's do our best to be a landlord. How about we learn from each other, please."

Mo Yunhao and Ying Hongxue looked at each other.

"Please."

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