Chapter 60: The Great Completion of Sword Intent Ten Zhang Away!

  Time flies like a white horse passing through a crevice, and it's gone in the blink of an eye.

  Unconsciously, more than ten days have passed.

  In the mountains, under the waterfall.

  "Cheers! Cheers!"

  As Mo Bei's loud roar echoed, his hand holding the Qingfeng sword danced wildly with splashing water, chopping at the waterfall.

  "Clouds of the Ancient Brook Slash!"

  The long sword twisted and swung open, its frantic blows striking the flying waterfall.

  "Whoosh!"

  Above the flying waterfall, waves splashed and opened, spouting out dozens of feet away.

  "Fly Cloud Slash!"

  "Whoosh!"

  Under the waterfall, sword flowers bloom continuously, gathering and connecting into a piece.

  That long sword flashed like lightning, relying solely on Mo Bei's physical strength, it had already produced several illusory and incomplete sword shadows.

  Extremely fast sword body, swinging out in an instant, splashing waves of sword wind, at the moment of contact with the water waves.

  The power contained on the sword's body bursts out, coordinating with that pungent sword wind and the speed of drawing the sword, evolving into a fierce impact force.

  Time and time again, tearing apart the continuous waterfall.

  The speed of this sword, as well as the power contained on its body, has already surpassed that of ten days ago by three or four times!

  But!

  Mo Bei didn't stop at all, his face with a hint of madness, sword rising and falling, not stopping for a moment.

  For nearly ten days, he has been taking Long Hao Tian with him every day, braving the wind and rain, to hunt for Sea Spirit Frogs on that island.

  By afternoon, Mo Bei and Long Hao Tian returned to the market on a flying boat.

  Mo Bei, on the other hand, went in the opposite direction to the Scripture Pavilion to read books. He returned to sell frog meat and earn spirit stones. Every day at dusk, he would appear under the Flying Waterfall to practice his sword skills.

  Five One Line

  Long Hao Tian sat quietly by the waterfall, gazing at Mo Bei standing on the green stone below, a hint of worry and concern flowing through his eyes.

  "Old, old big...... take a break. You've been practicing sword for three hours in a row."

  "No need!"

  Mo Bei shouted in a low voice again, and another sword chopped on the surface of the waves.

  The waves burst open suddenly, almost splashing Long Hao Tian's face.

  "Old, old big brother... don't be so desperate... you've already made a lot of progress compared to ten days ago!"

  "Look at you just over a dozen days ago, you couldn't even break through the waterfall." Long Hao Tian pursed his lips and said: "Now look at me, with one sword strike, I can already make the waterfall stop flowing for a moment!"

  "Not enough!"

  Mo Bei strode forward, turned around and stabbed once. The sharp sword edge tore through the waterfall again. The continuous waterfall was cut off and divided by this impact, and it took a while to recover.

  "Unless you're too old, I can find two female apprentices for you to play with? Relax and have some fun, it's all about balance between work and rest. With a male-female partnership, the work won't be so tiring." Long Hao Tian said with an evil grin.

  Mo Beidou halted his footsteps, stopped in his tracks, and slowly raised the tip of his sword. His eyes gleamed with a fierce light as he stared at the tip of the sword, silent and unyielding.

  He didn't respond to Long Hao Tian, his eyes fixed on the sword's edge, flashing constantly as he fell into deep thought.

  "Gu Jian Fei Yun Zhan, Gu Jian Fei Yun Zhan..."

  "Boss..." Long Hao Tian was speechless.

  Suddenly, Mo Bei shouted and his eyes sparkled with understanding: "I get it!"

  "Gu Jian Fei Yun Jian, Gu Jian Fei Yun Jian! This is the Wind System Swordsmanship, emphasizing speed, swift and fierce like a thunderbolt!"

  "I previously drew my sword on this bluestone, the surface of which is relatively slippery. Subconsciously, I wanted to stabilize my body shape. In my subconscious mind, I stabilized my lower body."

  Mo Bei burst out laughing, his face filled with excitement: "It seems that it was my subconscious mind that incorporated the small action of grasping the ground with both feet into the sword move. No wonder, no wonder!"

  "Come again!"

  Mo Bei hastily retreated two steps and fell into the water pond.

  He concentrated his mind and the true energy inside him surged forth, covering the soles of his feet and lifting his body lightly, stepping onto the surface of the water.

  Concentrate your spirit and will, hold a sword in your right hand, close your eyes tightly, stretch out all five senses to the extreme, and feel.

  "Feng shui fusion, wind......wind......"

  Just then, a faint mountain breeze gently swept across Mo Bei's cheek.

  Suddenly!

  His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened wide, in the instant he opened his eyes, at that moment when the gentle breeze was still blowing on his cheek!

  "Clouds of the Ancient Brook Slash!"

  Mo Bei's body was like a flash of lightning, suddenly dashing out, with an extremely fast speed, and even leaving behind a trail of illusory afterimages.

  Long Hao Tian only felt a flash before his eyes, and before he could see Mo Bei's movement clearly, the next moment arrived. Mo Bei directly charged out of five zhang, his sword flashing in his hand, fiercely chopping down, swinging and slashing through the air.

  The sword flashed out quickly, its blade transformed into a semicircular arc of silver light, fiercely slashing down on the flying waterfall!

  "Pffft!"

  The sword leaves no mark!

  That continuous waterfall was suddenly torn apart, as if a piece of cloth had been ripped in two, and a huge gap was cut out.

  "Wow!" Long Hao Tian was shocked, almost falling over backwards, his eyes wide with surprise, his face pale.

  "What's wrong with you... Boss! Are you still human?"

  Until this moment, the waterfall that had been torn in two slowly recovered and reunited.

  At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed through his mind.

  Mo Bei closed his eyes, only to find that under the golden plus sign, a row of pale blue characters reappeared - Gu Jian Fei Yun Jian.

  Mo Bei's face was filled with excitement, and he thought to himself: "Fourteen days, a full fourteen days, I will finally master the Gu Jian Fei Yun Jian sword technique!"

  "But... " Mo Bei's tone changed, and he muttered to himself: "At this speed, it will take at least thirty or forty more days to comprehend the sword intent. Forget it, I don't want to waste that much time. Let's add a bit more, and comprehend the sword intent first."

  Mo Bei retracted his divine consciousness, and with a thought, all his spiritual energy converged on the plus sign. He continued to ponder: "In these days, I've been reading books every day, accumulating a total of eleven potential points!"

  "Let's light one first and then talk." Mo Bei thought for a moment.

  After he had just added a bit of potential, the ancient font flew out with a few strokes, suddenly bursting forth with boundless light, flashing in his mind, dazzling and radiant.

  A sudden epiphany burst forth in his mind.

  "With a step of wind, the sword is drawn, and the sword moves with the wind! It turns out that this is what it means to move with the wind! This is the true meaning of Gujian Feiyun's slash!" Mo Bei opened his eyes again.

  "Fly Cloud Slash!"

  Mo Bei suddenly let out a loud shout, his eyebrows inverted, and his body shot out like lightning, dashing out ten zhang!

  When he burst out, his speed was incredibly fast, leaving people no time to react!

  Mo Be's body traversed a distance of ten zhang, and within that ten-zhang radius, the ground was slashed by his sword energy, leaving behind a shocking, half-foot deep gash!

  One sword comes out, and the strong wind blows!

  That sword's blade is as swift as lightning, slanting across the void, flashing and disappearing in an instant!

  "Whoosh!"

  A sword aura burst out.

  A pale blue sword energy, mottled and dazzling, tore the waterfall apart once again, splitting it into two streams, transforming into two waterfalls, as if two curtains were opening to the left and right.

  Draw sword and cut off the escape route!

  "Amazing, amazing, AMAZING!" Long Hao Tian excitedly stood up, his eyes burning with intensity as he stared at Mo Bei. Stuttering and incoherent, "Boss, you're truly a genius, a rare talent!! This domineering, terrifying, and awe-inspiring sword technique that makes one's heart tremble, you can actually execute it!"

  Long Haitian swallowed hard, his flattery pouring out like a string of firecrackers: "Boss, my admiration for you now is like the Yangtze River bursting forth and cannot be stopped!"

  "What are those four great geniuses worth? In front of my elder brother, they still have to surrender and admit defeat?"

  "Alright, alright, less nonsense..." Mo Bei was actually delighted in his heart, but his face remained serious and stern. He waved his hand. When he heard those few words from the four great geniuses, Ye Qingfeng's figure inexplicably appeared in his mind once again.

  ……

  The next day, early in the morning, after a good rest, the two of them, refreshed and spirited, boarded the airship.

  The two of them came to the island again with ease, passing through the beach and arriving at the central part of the dense forest where many sea spirit frogs inhabited.

  The two of them turned around in the dense forest.

  The whole mountain forest was much quieter than usual. Occasionally, a few "wa wa" sounds of the Hyla chinensis's calls came out.

  Mo Bei and the other person exchanged a glance, then hastily followed the source of the sound, but they ended up with nothing.

  Unconsciously, it's already noon.

  "Cut you to death, cut you to death!"

  Long Hao Tian vented his anger at the grass in front of him, slashing wildly.

  He swung his knife up and down, hacking away at the grass clump, but apart from the scattered dry grass and leaves flying everywhere, there was no sign of the sea spirit frog, not even a single hair.

  Long Haitian's face turned sour, and he sat down on the ground with a thud. He furrowed his brow, muttering to himself in puzzlement: "This is strange, where did all those big bullfrogs go today?"

  "Yesterday, we killed four or five of them!"

  "What's going on, big brother?" Long Hao Tian's face was filled with frustration: "Not a single one has been encountered all morning. Could it be that today we'll return empty-handed?"

  Mo Bei scowled, pouting: "Shut your crow mouth. Look again."

  Although he said so, in his heart, he had already guessed something:

  These days have killed a lot of sea frogs, it seems that those sea frogs are also learning from the iron-clad crabs and hiding.

  The two of them unknowingly left the beach and walked to the edge of the forest on the island!

  Suddenly! "Roar!"

  A shrill and strange cry suddenly came from a thorny thicket not far in front of the two.

  That strange cry was like a wolf but not a wolf, like an ape but not an ape. The sound contained a fierce and violent aura that entered the ears of the two people.

  Mo Bei only felt that his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and his blood was boiling, which was very uncomfortable.

  "What the...?!?" Long Hao Tian was startled, hastily picked up his sword and stood up, shrinking his neck, his eyes rolling around restlessly, staring intently at the thorny thicket two zhang away in front of him, his tense hand grasping the sword trembling.

  Mo Bei hastily raised his thumb and pressed it against his lips, making a silencing gesture: "Shh!"

  It's too late now.

  That monster seems to have heard Long Hao Tian's voice!

  "Roar, roar, ROAR!"

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  That strange cry grew more urgent and closer, accompanied by a series of dull thudding footsteps, wave after wave coming from the grass thicket.

  Sweat beads as big as beans slid slowly down Long Hao Tian's forehead.

  His eyes widened and stared tightly at the thorny bush, his voice trembling with fear: "Elder, elder brother, let's run away quickly!"

  Mo Bei's thoughts suddenly changed:

  "Yao Hunting Precautions" First Important Point! No matter what powerful demon you're facing, absolutely do not flee in a way that exposes your back to the demon!

  Mo Bei fiercely shook his head, and with a sharp glint in his eyes, he sternly said: "Don't move!"

  Next moment.

  "Boom!"

  With a dull thud, Mo Bei felt the ground beneath his feet tremble! Then, both of them suddenly found that the sky had darkened!

  The two of them subconsciously looked up, and in that instant, their eyes widened, their pupils contracted, and their eyes were filled with astonishment and shock!

  Only on the big trees five or six zhang high up there.

  A giant, humanoid creature with a height of over ten feet, its entire body covered in thick, black fur. It stood on the air, its four limbs stomping on nothingness, baring its teeth and brandishing its claws. Its fist-sized pupils were filled with bloodshot veins.

  This humanoid monster opens its bloody basin-like mouth, revealing two yellowish sharp fangs a foot long, exposed in the air and dripping with saliva. Its face is ferocious and evil!

  "Hoo-hoo-hoo!"

  A pungent and frantic aura, came rushing in like a landslide. Letting Mo Bei and Long Hao Tian's hearts be shrouded in a layer of icy chill.

  That humanoid monster leaped into the air, its body drawing a parabolic curve in the void as it plummeted towards Mo Bei and his companion, bearing down on them with crushing force!