Flying Dust Chapter 75.2:
Is he going to hand over the Thousand Cloud Sword just like that?
He’s not happy about it! He was not willing at all!
So he condensed his true qi and pressed the sword seed down, and then he realized that He Yunfeng’s internal breath was unstable, and a trace of joy swept through his heart, and he pulled violently, and the sword seed fell back into the sea of qi.
Then Wen Qianliu rolled over and the sword energy of the Thousand Cloud Sword stabbed at He Yunfeng’s face, and with a twist of his fingers, the other party dissolved the sword energy. The next moment, Wen Qianliu felt his throat being tightly choked by He Yunfeng.
“Don’t worry, I won’t take your life before I take out the Sword Seed.”
The solemn and murderous atmosphere made both Lu Qingmo and Qu Shaofeng forget to breathe.
Wen Qianliu used all his inner strength to defend against He Yunfeng, his hands clasped onto each other’s fingers.
“He Yunfeng! He knows the whereabouts of Feichen’s sister!” Lu Qingmo was afraid that he would really strangle Wen Qianliu, although this senior brother of his disappointed him so much that all the good things he once had were destroyed, but he really didn’t want him to die in front of him.
“Your distinguished self, have mercy … Wen Qianliu caught my daughter ah!”
“Feichen….” He Yunfeng trembled slightly, but Wen Qianliu took this opportunity to revolt, but was violently pressed down by He Yunfeng.
At this moment, a sword energy rushed through the dense forest, He Yunfeng turned his head and had to use his sword to resist.
He Yunfeng had to use his sword to defend himself. The sword was magnificent and ruthless, and it was the first time that Lu Qingmo and the others had seen it, an overwhelming catastrophe.
The Dang Xiao Sword and Zhai Feng Sword rushed out almost without thinking, only to feel that the force was shocked by the sword qi, Lu Qingmo and Qu Shaofeng were knocked out a few feet away, and when they opened their eyes to look at He Xunfeng, he retreated a few steps backward.
At the top of the forest, a weird woman showed her smiling face.
“He Yunfeng, if you don’t find a place to heal your wounds, do you want to meet the Kingdom of the Underworld / Hades to meet Lianyun?”
He Yunfeng was silent, he only tilted his head up to look at the woman. Obviously, he was looking up at her, but he felt that the person who was standing on the high ground was just a tiny speck of dust.
“Kemoluo.”
Lu Qingmo couldn’t help but be shocked to hear that name, this woman’s swordsmanship is so outstanding. She is also a person who has seen the power of He Yunfeng, but he did not realize that his Shi Ji swords are as dominant as that woman’s. Perhaps Wen Qianliu has a point. Perhaps Wen Qianliu is right in one point, the Central Plains martial arts should be in the Kemoluo wings before it will be cut down, just do not know if it is too late to make this decision.
“Wen Qianliu, I accept! If you want to get back the Thousand Cloud Sword, you can try to come to the Blood Worshiping Sect ——but only if you live long enough!” After saying that, Kemoluo picked up Wen Qianliu and was about to leave.
He Yunfeng used his Qi, and his Shi Ji Sword shattered the dense forest and slammed into Kemoluo’s back, which the other party deflected with his sword once again.
“Ah… I forgot to tell you, I sent someone to visit your precious disciple!”
Lu Qingmo’s heart paused and he turned his head, “Oh no, Feichen!”
He Yunfeng grabbed him, “Where is Feichen?”
“He’s at Mu Yun Villa!”
At this moment, Mo Feichen placed Jun Wushuang, who was on his back, on the bed in the guest room, which was one of the rare complete rooms in the mountain villa. The monk pinched his Buddha beads and walked in.
“Master … what will happen to him?”
“I’m afraid that Sect Master Jun has not once looked at that book,《 Clear Heart Wise Incantation 》, again.” Great Master Wu Liang shook his head, “How can this dissolve the depression in his heart and make him let go of his obsession?”
Mo Feichen frowned, “Why does he have to practice that secret scripture? Even if there is no secret code, with his talent, in time he will still be able to achieve the same level of power as today… I don’t understand, I really don’t understand….”
“I don’t think that what Sect Master Jun is after is the so-called ‘No. 1 in the world’ or ‘Supreme in the martial arts’. There is longing in his eyes, but it is not a desire for power.”
“That’s right ah, perhaps he doesn’t understand it himself.”Mo Feichen sat beside him, and the man once again revealed a fragile and innocent look. With his eyes slightly closed, even the shadows under his eyelashes appeared so serene.
“Read that scripture to him again. Only what Sect Master Mo recites, will be able to enter his heart.” Great Master Wu Liang made a bow, turned around and walked out.
The sound of shouting came from outside the door.
“Feichen—— Feichen ——”
Suddenly, the eagerness and longing penetrated through the thin windows and doors.
Mo Feichen’s sudden heartbeat accelerated, ran, knocked open the door and rushed out.
Looking at the empty and lonesome Mu Yun Mountain Villa, he looked around and shouted out, “I’m here! I’m here! Yun Feng——is that you?”
His nose turned sour and his breath was bound and unable to breath freely. From the moment he saw him in the cave at the bottom of the valley, he never thought he would be separated from him for so long.
Before he turned around, Mo Feichen’s entire body was tightly embraced.
“Feichen…”
He slowly opened his eyes wide, grabbed the hands that were pressed on his abdomen and embedded them into his fingers, “Yun Feng.”