In the darkness, Fang Luoyou looked silent, his eyes fell on Mo Bei and slowly flashed.

"I am not afraid of danger, I am loyal enough. I offend the Ji family for the sake of following the rank. I value love and friendship. This person can be divorced, um..."

"I really didn't see the wrong person." Fang Luoyou nodded with satisfaction, and a hint of admiration emanated from his eyes. His thoughts moved, he turned around quietly, and slowly merged into the darkness.

Mo Bei and Long Haotian were talking and laughing, and returned to the stone house.

"Boy, if you do this for me again in the future," Mo Bei glared at Long Haotian in anger: "Be careful of me..."

"No, no. Hehe, I will never dare again, boss." Long Haotian hurriedly smiled and scratched his head: "The youngest will never cause trouble for the boss again in the future."

Mo Bei shook his head and looked at Long Haotian again: "I mean, I'm not allowed to run over privately without hiding it from me."

"If they come to you for trouble, don't think about solving it yourself. Remember to call me and we will cut them down together!"

Long Haotian was stunned, and then a warm current flowed through his heart.

Long Haotian thought Mo Bei would blame him for causing trouble for him, but Mo Bei was worried that he would suffer a loss when he ran away in private.

Suddenly, Long Haotian's nose felt a little sore, he sniffed, lowered his chin and focused his head: "Thank you, boss!"

"Look at your success." Mo Bei laughed and beat Long Haotian's shoulder: "Like a girl. Okay, hurry back and rest. I will continue to go to the Demon Island with me early tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Long Haotian took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly red, and he responded and went back to his stone house.

"call……"

Mo Bei exhaled a breath of turbid air. After such a fuss, he was no longer sleepy at this moment.

Mo Bei slowly drew his sword, looked at the sword body that was emitting a cold light from time to time in the darkness, and said to himself: "Since I can't sleep, I will practice it. I just recorded the sword technique of watching the sun, but I have not really practiced it."

"The Ji family has many children, which is very difficult. I need to quickly improve my strength!"

Mo Bei went out, found a big rock, moved it into the house, then closed his eyes, stood in the darkness, and merged with the darkness. His breathing became extremely slow, as if he was breathing.

The outline of the Guan Ri Sword Technique and Sword Technique immediately appeared in his mind.

The illusory transparent figure, holding the green hair in his hand, stabbing and thundering, was constantly demonstrating in Mo Bei's mind.

Sudden.

Mo Bei opened his eyes, stabbed out with a sword, and the void rose up.

The cold Mang suddenly appeared.

"call out!"

The sword light tore the air and whistled. The fierce force erupted as the sword body shaking, causing the air to fluctuate and dissipate.

The sword wind blows on my face.

"The first sword!" Mo Bei was like a dragon, and his toes were striking on the ground, his movements were flowing. As his wrists moved, the sword shadow kept flashing, flooding in the darkness, flashing and darkness.

Every sword stabbed out, the air shattered, causing a burst of violent sword wind, and the "swoosh" whistling sounds endlessly.

"Drink!" Mo Bei took a big step, his body was as shaped like the wind, his feet stepped on the ground, and turned around and a sword!

The green edge pierced through the void, drew a half-arc silver sharp light, and the sword body slashed hard on the rock.

"Ding!" The harsh golden sword attack sounded.

The blade of the sword sank into the rock and was embedded in it, and the stone chips splashed.

Mo Beidun stopped and restrained his movements, but was not satisfied and frowned slightly; he looked at the Qingfeng who was sank into the rock and shook his head.

"Then the Sun-Watching Sword Technique is indeed very different from the Qingfeng Sword Technique."

"The latter is light, extremely fast, and has a slightly insufficient strength."

Mo Bei hugged his chest with his left hand and gently pinched his chin with his right hand, thinking secretly:

"The former is slow, but it is mainly strong and fierce. Once a sword is released, it will inevitably break the enemy! The Japanese sword technique, the power of the great Sun will inevitably become even more violent."

"Okay, I'll just put aside the habit of using Qingfeng Sword Technique. Let's try again!"

Mo Bei held the hilt of the sword tightly, pulled the sword forward out of the rock with force, stepped on the ground with both feet, slowly took three steps back, and stared at the rock.

"Swish!" Mo Bei shook his wrist, his right arm, and the sword tip suddenly burst out several dazzling sword flowers in the surrounding air.

"drink!"

Mo Bei suddenly widened his eyes and shouted softly. His muscles and bones suddenly contracted, and all his strength poured into the long sword, and he stabbed him again!

"Swoosh!"

The sword wind rises again.

But this time, the power of the sword wind was no longer the sharp sound of breaking through the air just now, but a whizzing sound that hit the face!

The sword wind is full of mania and fierce momentum; the sword shadow whistles and slashes away!

The sword shadows are as dense as raindrops, covering the rocks.

"Bang bang bang!"

Above the rock, stone chips splashed randomly, scattered and unfolded, sword marks intersected in a row.

It's strange to say.

Mo Bei drew his sword, and the sword edge cut into it, and the sword marks falling on the rock were not smooth and neat.

But after a sword stabbed in, the fierce force on the sword edge exploded instantly, and the rock was chopped up like tofu and exploded.

"The sword technique of watching the sun is strong and powerful, the sword intent is brilliant and dazzling. The power of one sword is enough to cut the gold and broken stone!"

Mo Bei was very excited, his sword moved with his heart, and his sword flowers flooded, surrounding the void around Chunan, constantly flashing.

The howling wind whistled, as the sword moves evolved, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the bursting aura erupted from time to time and came to the face.

He was immersed in the understanding of sword intent, and he was unaware of it at all. Time passed by quietly without rest.

Before we knew it, the sun was born.

Mo Bei climbed to the highest point of the stone house and waited silently. This is a necessary method of practicing the sword technique recorded in the Sun Watching Sword!

After the mountains on the east side, a head slowly emerged.

The darkness was driven away by foot, inch by foot.

The first ray of golden and brilliant sunshine fell on Mo Bei's face, with a hint of softness and warmth.

The sword body was raised, and under the illumination of the rising sun, a dazzling sword light appeared, which was extremely dazzling and made people dare not look directly at it.

"Then the sword technique of watching the sun is not completely violent, but fierce!"

Mo Bei held the long sword in his hand, raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and his pupils shrank slightly, watching the day slowly rising into the sky.

"The first day is born, and the light is soft."

"Under the great sun, there is no more darkness. The dark dawn is all dispersed."

Mo Bei was moved and thought to himself: "Dawn, the dazzling light at that moment is extremely brilliant! At that moment, Haori was the protagonist of the whole world!"

"I understand!" Mo Bei's eyes flashed and darkened. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, revealing a hint of surprise: "Watching the sword technique of the sun, the sword power is not dead, but constantly changing. Sometimes it is as brilliant as the first day, sometimes it is as strong as the sun is, and its power is domineering!"

Mo Bei stared at the sword in his hand and said to himself: "The sword force, or the sword intent, is the same!"
Chapter completed!