Chapter 28: Sword

The stone steps are very long. The little fox has already returned to the spirit beast bag at the moment when Qin Mo entered Shimen. At this moment, only the weak breathing of the two people can be heard in the quiet space.
When I walked to the last stone step, Qin Mo’s footsteps jerked and the brows wrinkled tightly, reaching out and stopping the forest behind him.
Be careful, there is movement!

"Hey!" A burst of snoring came from far and near. It seems that there was something flapping its wings. On the surface of the Qin ink, I couldn’t help but clench my sword in my hand and hold the forest tightly. Behind me.
Looking at the back of Qin Mo, Lin Zi licked his lips, his hands moved slightly but did not say anything.
A scarlet appeared in front of them, and it was extremely conspicuous in this darkness. To see their appearance, Qin Mo's hand holding a long sword could not help but tighten. I didn't expect a large group of blood bats in front of them.
They are dark all over the body, hidden in the dark on weekdays, and only show scarlet eyes when hunting. But no one dares to underestimate them, because they will be sucked out of blood and died if they are not careful.
Those blood bats seemed to smell fresh flesh and blood, and they suddenly got excited, and their eyes flashed in greed and swooped in the direction of the two.
Qin Mo's wrists turned slightly, and the long sword made a dazzling arc in the air. When a sword went down, a large blood bat was smashed under the sword.
Even if the power of Qin Mojian is very strong, it can't completely block the thousands of blood bats. Soon, many blood bats broke away from his control and rushed toward the back of the forest.
Qin Mo's pupil slightly shrank, and he said a little anxiously in his tone: "Be careful!" So, the direction of the sword in the hand could not help but turn to the blood bat in front of Lin Zikai.
"Hey, Master..." The low sigh rang, and then Qin Mo felt that the eyes were bright. There was a golden flame in the hands of Lin Zikai. When the flame came out, the movements of those blood bats seemed to be stiff. It was stiff, and then the flame suddenly increased, and those blood bats were covered in it. They only had two screams, and they disappeared into the world forever.
In the flash of fire, Lin Zikai’s eyes are faintly bright, revealing an unusual meaning. He only listened to him:
Master, I can protect you too!

Qin Mo slightly stunned and looked at some strange young people in front of him. I didn’t know what to think for a while. The teenager in front of me seemed to have grown up. Some of my heart was gratified and some lost. The sword waved and I will face it again. The blood bats fell, Qin Mo no longer looked at the forest, and only gently "en"
Linzi licked his mouth and continued to deal with the blood bats in front of him.
Even if the number of blood bats is large, it is better than the powerful fighting power of Qin Mo and Lin Zikai. It didn't take long for them to have no trace of blood bats.
The two men adjusted their interest in the same place for a while and then continued to walk inside.
There is no stone step in front of it. Instead, it is a small road paved by stone. Just stepping on this path, Qin Mo and Lin Zikai’s footsteps will be slightly stunned, then they will look at each other and continue to Go ahead.
The movement of Qin Mo did not change, and the speed at his feet was slightly slow. Since he set foot on this path, there was an invisible pressure to raise on him, and he took a step forward. The pressure will double.
Qin ink's face is unchanged, only a slight amount of sweat has appeared on his forehead. This trail seems to never see the end. So thinking, he has a fierce flower in front of him. He seems to see Meng Deacon, He Deacon and Liu Qingzhou. Standing in front of him, they showed him a sinister smile, and the jade bowl in his hand raised his direction slightly and said: "This blood is sweet!"
Looking at the bright red blood in the bowl, Qin Mo’s pupils shrank slightly and looked down in their direction. They saw one person lying down on the ground, and the blood was still flowing on the wrist. he himself.
Qin Mo’s body shook a little, and his heart violently smothered a murderous one. When the sword swayed, he slammed toward the person in front of him.
The sound of the weapon was constantly ringing, and the deacon of Meng was forced to retreat by him. He only kept listening in his mouth: "Master!"
Master? When Qin Mo’s action was stiff, the hand holding the long sword also came down. At this moment, the person in front of him quickly rushed to him, holding his hands tightly and said:
Master, I am Lin Ziwei, what happened to you?"
Qin Mo stunned his eyes, and this only saw the situation in front of him. It was Lin Zikai who stood in front of him, but he was a little embarrassed at the moment, just because he had caused it.
Qin Mo slightly frowned and looked around at this unobtrusive path. It seems that this small road is not only the pressure, but also the anger of the monk's heart, leading him to the illusion.
Then I looked at the face of the forest in front of the pale color, and Qin Mo’s heart could not help but rise a few minutes. Some said dryly: "Sorry!"
Hearing this statement, Lin Zikai’s face showed a smile, gentle: "Nothing!"
Qin Mo nodded and glanced at the two hands clasped, and the action paused. In the end, he did not say much, and walked forward with Lin Zikai.
Perhaps because it came out of the illusion, the road ahead was very smooth. It didn't take long for Qin Mo and Lin Zikai to reach the end of the path.
At the end of the path there is a large iron gate, and there are still many patterns on the iron gate that they can't understand, but this pattern is consistent with the pattern on the previous stone door.
Qin Mo nodded slightly to Lin Zikai, and then reached out and pushed the iron door in front of him.
At the moment when the iron gate was just pushed open, a fierce sword gas came to the surface. Qin Mo immediately ran the spirit of his body and blocked this strong sword. When he saw the situation in front of him, his eyes flashed a horror.
This is not a secret, but a sword. On the ground, arbitrarily inserted thousands of swords.
They are all different and have their own characteristics. If there is anything in the same place, it is that these swords are full of great aura, which are extremely extraordinary.
Looking at it, Qin Mo’s heart could not help but jump, and then his eyes turned to the left.
There was a long sword, the blade was silver, and the hilt was dark. It looked unremarkable in this sword pile, and there was no prominent place, but when he saw it, Qin Mo’s gaze could no longer be transferred. Because of this moment, the thunder fire in his dantian jumped up.
He stepped up and stepped toward the sword.
Holding the hilt, a cool meaning was uploaded from the sword to Qin Mo's palm. At the same time, the original quiet sword actually swayed and uttered a "squeaky" sound, seemingly resisting Qin Mo.
Qin Mo brows a wrinkle, the hand can not help but increase the strength, want to pull this sword from the ground, what surprised him is that this sword is like a connection with the ground, how can you pull it out come out.
Seeing this situation, Qin Mo snorted, and could not help but run the spiritual power. At this moment, the thunder fire in Dantian suddenly came out of his palm and wrapped the sword tightly.
Under the gaze of Qin and Mo, the spiritual sword struggled a few times and then stopped moving. He was gently held in the hands of Qin Mo, and Qin Mo pulled out.
Looking at the long sword in his hand, Qin Mo’s heart was happy, and he could not help but stretch his hand to touch the sword.
At this moment, he felt the whole sword slammed into a shock, and he was shocked. Qin Mo immediately went back and saw Lin Zikai standing in the middle of the whole sword, holding the most in the hand. The golden sword at the center.
At the moment when the golden sword was pulled up by the forest, the whole sword was shaken. At this moment, all the swords in the sword were all rising up, standing in the air, and the tip of the sword pointed to the forest.
Qin Mo’s heart was tight, and he could not study the long sword in his hand. His toes turned slightly, and his body shape flashed to Lin Zikai’s side. Looking at the spiritual swords that flashed in the cold, Qin Mo’s heart was also a cold, and the Linzi, who was hurriedly pulling aside, fled toward the exit.
"Hey!" The violent vibrations rang in the air, and the long swords directed straight in the direction of Qin Mo and Lin Zikai.
The aura of Qin Mo’s body ran fast, pulling the woods and sneaking, and did not let those long swords hit them.
But his footsteps had to stop, because the long swords were not hit, and they flew again. At this moment they gathered in front of the iron gate when they came, if Qin Mo and the two left the iron gate. They must be shot by them.
Seeing this situation, Lin Zikai held the hand of Jin Jian, but he couldn’t help but look at the many long swords in front of him. The spiritual power in the body constantly entered into Jin Jian.
Qin Mo swiftly glanced around, and once again saw a slightly smaller stone gate in the southernmost part of the country. His eyes could not help but brighten, and Lin Zizhen went in that direction.
Lin Zikai’s action was a meal, and he immediately saw Shimen, and the Jinjian was again clenched, followed by Qin Mo to the stone door.
And those long swords have obviously had spiritual knowledge. Seeing that Qin and Mo are so active, Jianguang is flashing, and it is also closely followed.
Pushing the small door open, Qin Mo's movements suddenly froze, because there is not an exit in front of him, just a small space that can accommodate a few people. In the middle of the space is a transmission array.
"Hey!" There was a loud noise behind him. The stone door had been crushed by the sword. Qin Mo did not think much about it. He took Lin Ziyu and walked into the transmission array.
The white light flashed past and stood on the ground again. Qin Mo’s body shook a little, but fortunately, Lin Ziwei had been holding him.
I haven't waited for what Qin Mo said, and suddenly there is a familiar voice: "Qin Mo, how come you suddenly appeared here?"
When Qin Mo followed the sound, he saw a hole in the blue robes standing on the side, still holding a folding fan in his hand and playing with it, and he looked at him with some doubts.
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