On May 15th, the moon is full.

A giant ship, from far to near, heading towards the Taihu Lake Yuantouzhu, is full of exotic style and flag.

At this time, Taihu Lake was not as famous as later generations, and the Yuantouzhu was still deserted, but it was the best place to see the scenery, which still attracted a group of poets and poets to come from time to time.

Taihu Lake is a great place, after all, it is in the turtle.

At this time, there were rich men on the shore holding swords and swords. If there were people like Bai Xiaosheng, they would find that there were 80% representatives of top forces in the world. If there were Li family, Buddhism, and Xiao Xian from Jiangnan, they would all send people to come.

Seeing this ship, everyone who was still greeting me was silent.

This giant ship is the Dongming giant ship that is so loud that the Dongming Sect is shocking. After Qin Mu roughly integrated the Demon Sect, he also took the Dongming Sect, which has a close relationship with the Yinkui Sect, and became a major arms dealer under his command. Then, the relationship network of Sichuan fat Jia Anlong further developed into an important force that no one in the world dared to offend.

What's more, everyone knows that the person sitting on this ship is the protagonist of the competition.

The giant ship broke through the waves, and the lights were brightly lit on it. It seemed that there were people coming and going, but it was silent, all of which were cautious.

Shan Wanjing stood at the highest point of the three-story boat, behind her was Qin Mu's retreat cabin. Taihu Lake under the boat was calm, but there were huge waves in the cabin, and bursts of howling sounds were heard.

Her complex expression was, knowing that this was a vision brought out by Qin Mu's breath when he was regulating his breath. Shi Zhixuan once praised Qin Mu's body: "It has never been heard of in the ages."

Shan Wanjing will always remember that one day Qin Mu walked onto Liuqiu Island, smiling and shaking the spot on the spot, and used a pair of white jade-like palms to shake off all the magical weapons and weapons that the Dongming Sect was proud of. The island of Liuqiu witnessed Qin Mu's invincible talent that had never been heard of invincible.

Her mother, Mrs. Dongming, lowered her high head, handed the Dongming Sect to her hands, and went to Yanmen to serve her long-lost biological mother.

But because of this person, I became the head of a major force in the world, fearing that I would anger this person in one day and cause a catastrophe for my mother's lifelong efforts.

It is precisely because of this person that she broke away from the seemingly inevitable engagement and became a woman who truly loves what she loves.

He said to himself, "If I can't solve your sorrow alone, then what's the face to talk about the world?"

But, now who can relieve her sorrow?

Shan Wanjing sighed quietly, and the girl's thoughts were like a beautiful flower bud that dared not bloom.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Qin Mu slowly walked out of the room and looked south.

The huge wave-like sound on his body was not as big as his pace, but it became more and more grand. The surrounding waters seemed to be shaken by his breath, and the calm and unwavering lake surface began to surge.

The giant ship began to shake, Shan Wanjing's body trembled, and her heart became more and more shocked.

As he embarked on this battle, Qin Mu felt a completely different feeling of excitement in his heart. He lived in seclusion for three years and finally merged his skills into a furnace, and had a complete transformation.

The combat power and realm can never be the same. Ning Daoqi never killed any animals in his life. As the number one person in the Central Plains in this world, it is difficult for him to defeat masters of the same realm. His battle with Bi Xuan and Song Que all ended with a draw.

But Qin Mu is a man who has experienced many battles and has a much higher combat power than his realm. At this time, he truly dared to call himself the supreme master.

The great master is the source of a school; the supreme one is the strongest way.

He hasn't had it for many years without planning and consideration, just for the excitement of a good opponent.

The moonlight hit his face like an immortal walking down from the Moon Palace.

With his head raised to the south, Qin Mu silently said in his heart: "Song Que, I want to give you an unparalleled good opponent in the world. Are you satisfied?"

A small boat in the south was coming through the waves. The one who was carrying the boat was a gentle young man dressed as a scholar. He was elegant and there was always an indelible sorrow in his eyebrows. It was the passionate young master of the Song family, Master Song.

After entering Taihu Lake, Song Que, who had been sitting quietly with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining like a gem, and his eyes were bright and energetic, without any fatigue at all.

He only heard him speak lightly: "Master, you have passed Taihu Lake in the future, do you know that there is a peerless landscape in this world?"

Song Shidao turned his head and looked at the surrounding scenery. The lake surface under the moonlight was charming and affectionate. The distant mountains seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, shy and pretty. For a moment, he couldn't help but become foolish. He shook his head.

"There are so many beautiful things in this world, but you are addicted to the past and cannot extricate yourself. Master, your heart cannot bear the burden of my Song family."

This is the first time Song Que said this in front of Song Shidao. He is the most loved by Song Que. He has been smart since childhood. He could not help but be shocked and said worriedly: "Father!"

Song Que smiled slowly, and like he was still a drooping child, he stroked his head and said, "No matter whether he wins or loses, I can't come back after this battle. Master, you are going to grow up."

Master Song's eyes were filled with tears, feeling the long-lost warmth above his head, and he didn't say a word.

Song Que sighed leisurely: "Crazy, to me, this is just another scenery I have dreamed of all my life. Master, you should be happy."

Song Shidao knew that he wanted to lose his father, who was respectful and afraid of him, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

After Song Que finished speaking, he stood up and stepped into the water, and stood firmly on the water surface, as if it were flat.

Step by step, he walked very piously, and the sword behind him began to roar.

He smiled slightly and said softly, "Old friend, I have the only one to you."

Qin Mu and Song Que were separated by miles, and their eyes were facing each other.

In the world, there seemed to be only the other party, and there were no such peerless two people in the past. Shan Wanjing was shocked and felt that the people around her seemed to be in another world, becoming more and more distant from her, and were lost.

The howling sound of Qin Mu's breathing and the clear sound of the sword behind Song Que were intertwined on the lake.

A black cloud suddenly covered the bright moon in the sky, and the lake was pitch black except for the lights.

Song Que smiled behind him with tears in his eyes, holding the knife and raising his wrist.

He jumped up and stepped on a huge wave under his feet. Song Que seemed to be riding on a wave. The light of swords, waves, lights, these little lights seemed to illuminate the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and everyone's hearts were shining brightly.

Sky knife, unsheathed.

Qin Mu jumped, spread his hands, and slapped downwards, bringing out a sense of energy.

The water surface thuded, like a tsunami, and it surged.

Kunpeng boxing, water strike, three thousand miles.
Chapter completed!