Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 479 - 227 Borrowing Jian Yi for a Use3

"After pondering for half the day, I’ve ultimately decided to forget it.

"This letter, keep it safe. I have important matters to attend to tonight, and what you must do is written in this letter."

"..."

Wei Ziyi looked at Su Mo with surprise, unable to help but curl her lip: "All so secretive..."

While speaking, she reached out to take the letter but then hesitated: "It’s quite heavy."

Then she was about to open it.

However, Su Mo stopped her: "Wait until tonight to read it."

"Ah?"

Wei Ziyi was stunned, then looked at Su Mo with full resentnt: "Then why give it to now?"

"I wrote it, so I gave it to you."

Su Mo blinked his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Perhaps, I should have given it to you before leaving?"

"... Aren’t you afraid I can’t help but peek before then?"

"Not afraid."

"... Is it because peeking early won’t have any effect?"

"It’s because I trust you."

Wei Ziyi scrutinized Su Mo, and though his words comforted her, as the saying goes, by rembering the past one learns for the future.

She suddenly looked at Su Mo: "It doesn’t say... ’Already read’ on there, does it?"

"How could that be..."

Su Mo rolled his eyes exaggeratedly.

"Fine then."

Wei Ziyi placed the letter in her bosom: "What are you going out to do tonight?"

"Catching thieves."

A hint of a smile curled Su Mo’s lips.

...

...

Dusk!

Tonight the starlight is dim, only overcast clouds fill the view with no stars in sight.

It’s past midnight, yet there is not the slightest stir in the surroundings of the courtyard.

Su Mo leaned against the base of the wall, yawning.

The door of the house burst open and Luo Changsheng stepped out, seeing him like this, he couldn’t help but laugh:

"Perhaps Lord Su, the Chief of the Escort, should find sowhere to rest for a while?"

"It’s not necessary."

Su Mo smiled: "As people who practice martial arts, how can we be defeated by sleepiness? How is the situation inside?"

"Senior Weng is old in the ways of Jianghu, naturally there are no problems."

But as he said this, Luo Changsheng’s eyebrows furrowed:

"However, at present, the Yuan Shan Sword Sect disciples hiding around here have laid traps inside and outside the courtyard three layers deep.

"Would Hero Wan’s elder brother still show up in such a situation?"

"He will..."

Su Mo looked up at the sky.

"Oh?"

Luo Changsheng looked at Su Mo with surprise: "Why?"

"Probably because there are always so things that so people must do."

Su Mo slightly smiled, looking at Luo Changsheng: "Aren’t there always such people in Jianghu?"

"That’s true indeed..."

Luo Changsheng nodded: "What was Lord Su watching just now?"

"Ah?"

Su Mo was taken aback, then looked up at the sky again, saying with a smile:

"I always feel... like it’s going to rain."

"This..."

Luo Changsheng imdiately nodded: "Tonight it is indeed a bit irritating."

"Where is Hero Wan?"

Su Mo suddenly asked.

"In the north side of the courtyard..."

Luo Changsheng was in mid-sentence when suddenly, without reason, piercing Heavenly Sword Qi rose up in the north!

Imdiately making eye contact with Su Mo, the two said no more words, their toes lightly touched the ground and they flew up, rushing towards the north side of the courtyard.

At the sa ti, Yuan Shan Sword Sect disciples hidden around all rose up.

When Su Mo and Luo Changsheng arrived at the scene, they saw two shadows intertwined with Sword Qi in mid-air, locked in ceaseless combat!

The Swordsmanship displayed was magnificent and powerful.

With the swing of their hands, bursts of Sword Qi flung wildly, the cracking sounds of explosions continuously ringing in the ears.

It was as if two streams in the sky kept striking against each other, with Qi Force swirling around.

Luo Changsheng couldn’t help but take a sharp intake of breath at the sight.

With such a battle, how could the ordinary disciples get close?

Imdiately, he gestured for the nurous disciples to stop and not get any closer.

He then understood why Wan Cangxin absolutely had to request Su Mo to co.

In such a martial arts confrontation, ordinary disciples would be of no help, only a true master could partake.

Thinking of this, he heard Wan Cangxin proclaim loudly:

"Elder brother, please stop promptly, do not continue down the wrong path!"

"Shut your mouth!"

The black-clothed man coldly snorted.

Wan Cangxin sighed deeply, the Longsword in his hand suddenly burst forth with beams of Sword Qi, in the blink of an eye aiming for the vital points all around the black-clothed man’s body.

However, at that mont, the black-clothed man’s figure suddenly blended into the darkness, and when he reappeared, he was already on the other side of Wan Cangxin.

Luo Changsheng’s face turned ashen at this ghostly and inexplicable movent technique:

"Shadow Magic! Indeed the Evil People from Eternal Night Valley!"

Imdiately without hesitation, his Longsword clanged as he drew it, stepping forward to attack.

But just then, the black-clothed man glanced at Luo Changsheng.

He let out a soft breath and casually relaxed his grip, the Longsword he held dropped half an inch in the void, floating motionlessly.

Luo Changsheng’s footsteps imdiately faltered, subconsciously looking down at his own Longsword.

Only to see the Longsword quivering incessantly for a mont.

Not just his; at this mont, every disciple of Yuan Shan Sword Sect found their Longswords rattling with noise.

Wan Cangxin also noticed the problem and suddenly looked up at the other side:

"Wash Heart and Forget Dust, reshape the true self!

"You... you have actually reached such a realm!?"

The black-clothed man paid him no heed, simply turning his Sword Point and softly speaking:

"Borrowing the sword for a mont!"

As these four words abruptly fell, the clattering of Longswords being unsheathed one after another resounded.

Su Mo even felt his own Dragon Roar in the Box singing faintly, as if it couldn’t stand being left out and wanted to join in the fray.

Su Mo’s eyebrows slightly furrowed: "Return!"

With the turn of his Inner Strength, a click was heard, and the Longsword in the box was sheathed back, returning to Peaceful.

But at that mont, beside the black-clothed man, Longswords already aligned like the Milky Way, or perhaps akin to a stream, a Heavenly Spring falling down from the sky!

As the black-clothed man pointed out!

The humming of the Sword Qi was unending to the ears.

Like the flowing water of Heavenly Spring, intending to cleanse all mundane turmoil.