The swordsman looked at the girl in front of him and stopped. He could clearly feel that the young girl in front of him was an existence who was already at the peak of a warrior like him.

A feeling of blessing to the soul slowly rose.

As long as he can defeat the girl in front of him, he may have the opportunity to break the barriers that have been lying on martial arts for thousands of years and become the first person in history to take a new path after the end of the road.

Just as he stopped, the wizard behind him chased after him.

"Swordsman, what's wrong?"

"She is seriously injured and no one can save her. She will die. You go chase her."

The swordsman held the sword in his hand, his muscles were tense, and he looked at Mo Yue with his eyes full of desire for battle.

He couldn't give up this opportunity. He didn't know if he could meet the girl in front of him in the future and whether he could still feel the same way he is today.

He is about to know whether there is a new path above the limit of humanity.

"good,"

The wizard glanced at Mo Yue and didn't know what special thing about this girl could make the swordsman feel like he was facing a great enemy. However, his confidence in the swordsman's powerful strength made him not think deeply about this issue, but listened to the swordsman's words and followed the bloodstains left by the black cat with the evil spirit.

Mo Yue quietly stared at the warrior who suddenly appeared. In her eyes, the warrior was covered with a huge flame.

That is the momentum of a warrior, and it reaches its peak in martial arts.

Similarly, she also saw loneliness in the warrior, the loneliness that reached the top, thrived in the sky, looked at the small mountains, but could no longer find the way forward.

Mo Yue also has this loneliness. The limit of a warrior is the land master. At the peak of the land master, he breaks through the boundaries of legends and is called the Great Limit of Heaven and Earth in martial arts.

No matter how talented or heroic, countless heroes fell ahead of this world limit. Even if there are warriors who have broken through the legend through superpowers, no one has successfully broken through the limit of this martial arts in the end.

Mo Yue has a very good talent, but in the long history of human beings, there is no shortage of talented existences like her. Some people touched that barrier at the age of twelve and became famous all over the world. When they were 120 years old, their strength never improved.

That is the limit of heaven and earth that locks human power, and it is also the shackles of countless geniuses and heroes.

Mo Yue knew what the warrior was thinking. He wanted to fight with himself, wanted to see the limit of heaven and earth in the battle, and even break through it!

Similarly, this idea also existed in Mo Yue's mind.

Two people who also reached the pinnacle of martial arts met in this and its chance late night.

Without further words, Mo Yue took off the guitar bag and took out the Moye sword from the sword box.

"Sasaki Iwari, Sasaki Taro, please give me advice."

The swordsman took back the samurai sword and bowed respectfully to Mo Yue.

"Mo family, Mo Yue."

Mo Yue held the sword in his hand and bowed to the swordsman, or Sasaki Taro.

"Mr. Mo Da, successor?"

Sasaki Taro asked in unfamiliar Mandarin.

"Father."

Mo Yue responded in a low voice, and then the girl's figure disappeared into the night.

Taro Sasaki closed his eyes and held the hilt of the sword in his hand. In just one second, his arm muscles stretched out, his body quickly turned right, and drew his sword!

Moye Sword with a blue light, swinging out traces like lotus petals. The samurai sword draws a sword like a full moon, the sword light is like moonlight, and two kinds of lights, one silver and one green, meet in the air.

The sound of metal and iron clashing sounded, followed by a huge sound wave caused by half of the blade flying out and rotating in the air.

The slash of the samurai sword by the Moye Sword did not affect Sasaki Taro's mood. The moment the blue sword light slashed towards him, he pressed down, leaning back almost to the ground, avoiding this fatal blow.

Mo Yue, who failed to hit the ground, quickly jumped backwards with his toes.

Taro Sasaki looked at the original three-foot sword. At this moment, half of the blade was cut off, leaving only half of the blade and smooth cuts at the break.

Half of the tip of the knife that originally flew out had been inserted into the thick concrete floor and was completely gone.

This samurai sword was made by Taro Sasaki, the best founder in the world, cast with the most suitable sword casting and the hardest alloy. It is extremely sharp and cut iron like mud. However, when facing the Moye Sword, it is still much inferior.

"Good sword!"

Taro Sasaki exclaimed, holding the remaining half of the cut-off knife in his hand and pressing towards Mo Yue.

The Mo family’s sword technique emphasizes fast, as fast as lightning. It swung thousands of swords in a short period of time, and it was a sword technique that sacrificed all defenses in exchange for the ultimate speed.

So the Mo Family Sword only had two results, killing the enemy without any damage, or killing it.

Taro Sasaki also saw the problem of the Mo Jiajian. He saw that Mo Yue was trying hard to avoid fighting with him and avoiding close combat. In close combat, the Mo Jiajian's speed advantage will be suppressed, and the disadvantages of low defense will be exposed.

Of course Mo Yue would not let Sasaki Taro approach her. Her figure disappeared again. The next second, the sound of Jintien clashing sounded again, and Sasaki Taro's blade shortened a little again.

Finally, the blue sword light was like a storm, drawing a blooming lotus in the air.

Taro Sasaki waved his sword again and again to block every petal of the lotus, and the silver sword light outlined a shining moon in the green lotus.

As the lotus petals become fewer and fewer, the moon becomes smaller and smaller.

Just as Taro Sasaki was in danger, a loud voice came from the depths of the alley.

"Don't panic, swordsman, I'll help you!"

Then there was the sound of the earth shaking and the mountain swaying, as if a prehistoric beast was coming from the dark night.

Moyue closed the sword and distanced himself from Sasaki Taro.

This duel did not achieve the effect she wanted. She understood that her victory was entirely based on the sharpness of the Moye Sword. Taro Sasaki was obviously good at using swords. Among the swords, one inch long and one inch strong, and the long sword covered a large range. In combination with Taro Sasaki's magical sword drawing technique, if the weapons were the same, Mo Yue didn't know whether she could win.

Similarly, for Taro Sasaki, the long sword he was best at was scrapped from the beginning, and his strength was not enough to achieve the understanding between life and death he wanted.

"The Mo family's sword technique is well-deserved."

Sasaki Taro bowed to Mo Yueshen,

"When I find the weapon to join hands, I will fight again."

Mo Yue nodded slightly, put the Mo Xie sword into the sword box, and carried the guitar bag. She was not worried about Sasaki Taro's sneak attack.

Their desire to explore the end of martial arts far exceeds their desire to win at this point.

Of course, Taro Sasaki may not be able to hit her.

"swordsman?"

The reckless man rushed out and looked at Taro Sasaki standing in front of him holding the hilt of the sword, and Mo Yue, who was about to leave with a guitar bag on his back, scratching his forehead.

"Walk!"

Although Taro Sasaki was at a disadvantage, the ending was probably to admit defeat, but being invaded by a reckless man in such a way that he felt that he was not moral.

So he didn't look good at the reckless man, and he immediately chased the black cat away.

——

At this time, Mo Yu, who was about to walk to the entrance of the community, suddenly felt something soft crashing into his arms.

Then there was a faint voice,

"Save me."
Chapter completed!