There are five days left in the countdown to the sect competition.
"Sign in."
"Ding, you have successfully signed in to the Sword Tempering Valley. Reward: Tea Art Experience."
Qin Lang looked a little strange.
Why does this tea art feel weird?
Should he be a green tea boy?
The kind with tea aroma?
Destroy other people's feelings and become the third party?
No!
This is impossible!
I, Qin Lang, am the junior master of the Locking Immortal Sect. I am a dignified gentleman. How could I be a green tea!
The tea art rewarded by the system will be of no use!
After a simple wash.
Qin Lang left Jianlu.
"Meow……"
“Hey…”
“Woof…”
The three pets each called out.
It’s considered as saying good morning to Qin Lang.
Qin Lang looked around the valley.
But there was no sign of Demon Lord July.
"July hasn't come back yet?"
Qin Lang looked at the three pets.
The three pets shook their heads, indicating no.
This made Qin Lang speechless.
There won’t be any accidents in July, right?
Was he abducted?
Or are you too happy? Don't know how to come back?
After thinking about it, Qin Lang felt that the second possibility might be more likely.
"Let's go collect herbs."
Qin Lang threw the chicken over his shoulder and picked up Garfield.
Wangcai followed behind.
The group left the Sword Tempering Valley.
Qin Lang has already experienced the benefits of being a contractor.
Just stand there and be a conductor.
Naturally, I won't do the work myself anymore.
Anyway, the three pets already know how to collect herbs.
…
Haoyue came out of the female disciples’ dormitory area.
She was about to go to the Sword Tempering Valley.
Yesterday, my great-grandmaster Qin Lang said that we should go to collect herbs together.
Thinking about being able to hold hands and pick herbs with Qin Lang.
Haoyue's heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
Her face flushed and she felt a little shy.
The next moment.
The blush on Haoyue's face disappeared completely.
Her expression turned cold, with a bone-chilling chill.
"die!"
The Hanyue Sword appeared behind him.
"call out!"
The sword blade broke through the air like a dragon emerging from the water.
The Demon Lord July carried the unconscious Baili Xuanba, and Mu Yu followed on his right.
They were going to look for Qin Lang.
The Demon Lord of July is a demon lord.
Still unable to solve Baili Xuanba's Shura Road.
"careful!"
Mu Yu was shocked.
An aura shield appeared around him.
The sharp blade broke through the air and hit the spiritual shield around Mu Yu.
With a "click".
The shield shattered like glass, falling apart.
Mu Yu was shocked.
A sledgehammer appeared in his hand.
With a clang sound.
The sharp blade stabbed into the sledgehammer, leaving a white mark.
At this time, he finally saw clearly what attacked him.
"Frost Moon Sword!"
Mu Yu looked in astonishment at the long sword in front of him, which was deep blue and cold, and had a blade shaped like a crescent moon.
This is Haoyue's sword.
Of course he knew him.
Upon seeing this, Demon Lord July could only smile bitterly.
"I told you, she wants to kill you..."
He had already told Mu Yu yesterday.
Mu Yu is coming too.
"It's okay. I can handle it."
Mu Yu said in a deep voice.
Haoyue's attack on him really made him feel heartbroken.
After thousands of years of crazy love, now he wants to kill her.
How could he not be sad?
"Go away or die."
The bright moon came slowly.
The coldness emanating from her body made the grass on the ground tremble.
Haoyue gave Muyu two choices.
Either get lost and stay away, and never come to Suoxianmen to disturb her and Qin Lang again.
Or death.
There was bitterness in Mu Yu's mouth.
"Haoyue, I just want to learn the art of refining weapons."
Knowing that Haoyue has someone he loves.
Mu Yu didn't want to disturb them.
"amnesty!"
Haoyue made sword gestures with his hands.
She ignored Mu Yu completely.
In her eyes, only the dead would not disturb her.
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
Thousands of sword shadows appeared in front of Mu Yu.
Every sword shadow carries a sharp sword energy and a murderous intent.
Upon seeing this, Demon Lord July did not dare to hesitate and quickly hid far away.
He is no match for Haoyue, nor does he have as many semi-immortal magic weapons as Muyu.
This is the only thing he can do at this time.
Just stay away and watch what happens.
Although Haoyue has a higher level of cultivation and stronger strength.
But the stinky blacksmith has many treasures.
In a short period of time, Haoyue really couldn't kill Muyu.
"I hope that the chain formation will sense the fluctuations and tell Master Cat and the others..."
The Demon Lord of July can only pray.
He was not sure whether Qin Lang had gotten up yet.
If Qin Lang didn't get up, perhaps Garfield and the others would have stopped him.
Now, he can only watch from afar.
The sword shadow was extremely fast, like thunder, rushing straight towards Mu Yu.
Mu Yu's eyes fixed.
He threw the sledgehammer into the air.
The sledgehammer spins rapidly, forming an aura shield.
Then he took out a sword again.
The sword turned into thousands and rushed directly towards the thousands of sword shadows formed by the Hanyue Sword.
“Ding ding ding…”
The sharp blades collided.
In the air, countless sparks burst out.
As dazzling as fireworks.
The Demon Lord July originally thought that this situation would last for some time.
Never thought about it.
The fireworks disappeared in an instant.
Two sounds, "dong" and "clang", were heard.
The sledgehammer and the long sword fell to the ground one after another.
"puff!"
Mu Yu spat out a mouthful of blood.
The whole person seemed a little listless.
The Demon Lord July was shocked.
"Damn blacksmith, she wants to kill you, don't let her go! Where are your swords? Throw them at her!"
But he knew that Mu Yu had many semi-immortal flying swords.
Why did you take out one this time?
How could two semi-immortal weapons possibly be a match for the immortal weapon, the Cold Moon Sword?
Moreover, Mu Yu's cultivation was originally inferior to Hao Yue's.
Mu Yu is good at refining weapons, while Hao Yue is good at killing.
Demon Lord July didn't understand.
Why don’t you take out all the semi-immortal weapons?
Looking for death?
The evening rain makes me want to cry but I have no tears.
He turned around with a bitter face and glanced at Demon Lord July.
You fucking think I want to!
My semi-immortal sword was broken by your uncle's immortal robe, which transformed into a big hand and slapped it...
The sledgehammer and long sword he had just obtained were his only semi-immortal weapons.
Mu Yu felt so uncomfortable.
I thought the sledgehammer and sword would be enough to block it.
Unfortunately, he still underestimated Haoyue.
Haoyue's Hanyue Sword, with the blessing of Haoyue's peak cultivation, is unstoppable.
"call out!"
The Hanyue Sword was suspended above Muyu's forehead.
Just one more inch forward.
The sword blade will pierce Mu Yu's head.
“Da da da…”
Haoyue's footsteps are getting closer and closer.
It was like the countdown to Mu Yu’s death.
Walking in front of Mu Yu, Haoyue took the Hanyue Sword.
The sword blade was still pointing at Mu Yu's forehead.
"die."
Haoyue's red lips trembled slightly, and she uttered a word indifferently.
Her eyes exuded a chilling coldness.
The Hanyue Sword was in her hand, and she pushed it slowly.
The sword blade was pointing straight at Mu Yu’s forehead.
Mu Yu closed her eyes.
For him, slowly moving towards immortality and dying in the hands of Haoyue might be a relief.
Demon Lord July gritted his teeth.
Haoyue's ruthlessness and coldness chilled his heart.
"amnesty!"
The Demon Lord of July is making a spell in his hands.
His eyes fixed.
The Snow Drinking Mad Blade appeared in front of him.
“Whoosh!”
The blade cut through the air and rushed towards the bright moon.
Haoyue sensed Xueyin's mad knife coming towards him.
The Hanyue sword fell out of her hand.
He charged straight towards Xueyin Kuangdao.
“Ding ding dong dong…”
Knives and swords intertwined in the air.
Haoyue ignored it.
She lowered her head and looked at Mu Yu, who was sitting on the ground, looking listless.
The bright moon sword finger is wrapped in spiritual energy.
Pressing towards Mu Yu's forehead.