Zhou Shu naturally saw Ding Mo's expression, but he was not dissatisfied and said with a smile, "Brother, you really have a reward."

He looked at Ding Mo and bowed sincerely, "Zhou Shu, I have met fellow Daoist Ding Mo."

Ding Mo did not return the tribute, but instead snorted angrily and scolded, "Zhou Shu! I thought you were an excellent sword cultivator. When I saw you today, I was not worthy of your reputation. I really have the name of an insult to the sword cultivator! If I had known this, it would have been better if I didn't see you!"

Although his voice was not loud, it was extremely sharp and spread throughout the valley. Hao Siyun and Yang Mei were stunned, stopped moving, and looked towards this side.

Guo Ziming was stunned. He obviously didn't know that Ding Mo would say this suddenly. He was at a loss and looked a lot of embarrassment on his face, "Fellow Daoist Ding, how could you say this?"

He turned to Zhou Shu again and explained, "Fellow Daoist Shu, maybe it is Fellow Daoist Ding..."

"Brother Guo, needless to say."

Zhou Shu waved his hand and smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist Ding, I don't regard myself as a sword cultivator. I am not a sword cultivator, but I just practice sword cultivator. But I don't understand, what exactly makes you indignant, and I hate me as soon as I enter the valley?"

He was a little confused and wanted to figure it out. The hatred from unknown sources always made people feel worried.

"I have heard my brother praise Fellow Zhou like this before, and I talked with my brother about Fellow Zhou's swordsmanship, and talked about Fellow Zhou for five days and five nights. I only think that Fellow Zhou is a dragon among people, a swordsman among sword cultivators. I yearn for it and become a confidant. I wish I could meet immediately and talk about the sword."

He spoke passionately, and his whole body also exuded his momentum, like a sharp sword unsheathed.

"I came to your residence several times, and I saw the number of challenges that have increased every time. I was so excited. No one has ever challenged me like this, and I was really envious."

Ding Mo glanced at Zhou Shu, and a light of expectation suddenly burst out in his eyes, then dimmed again, and shook his head, "I thought that Fellow Daoist Zhou could fight one by one, show his sword cultivator's true nature, and repeating the heroic posture of Lingyucheng also opened my eyes. Who knew that when he came today, he saw that Fellow Daoist Zhou not only did not take on the challenge, but instead acted as a fight. How could this be endured? Sword Cultivator never avoids fighting, and is sincere in his sword, and he will take on any battle. How can Fellow Daoist Zhou be considered a sword cultivator?"

"When I entered the valley, I saw a beautiful maid following fellow Taoist Zhou... It turned out that Fellow Zhou was looking for fun day and night, so he would not have the intention to put it on the sword. No wonder he would give up such a rare opportunity to challenge. It was really a loss of ambition and sad."

He looked at Zhou Shu, with a look of regret in his eyes, and sighed, "It's a pity that I thought I could make friends with a friend of mine, and I am not alone, but I didn't know that I was also a person who was dishonest in the sword. Alas, it's rare to be a sword friend!"

When he talked about hatred, he sighed and almost shed tears.

But Zhou Shu looked at him, but he was a little amused. Ding Mo's hatred for him came so much, and he was speechless.

When the hope in his heart fails, he becomes crazy, regardless of etiquette, or is unrestrained, or expresses joy and anger in his colors. However, Zhou Shu is a little unaffordable for such a person.

Looking at Ding Mo, Zhou Shu shook his head slightly, "Fellow Daoist Ding, I am not your confidant, you don't have to be so disappointed and angry. I don't want to explain anything else. It doesn't matter how I think of Daoist Ding. However, these two female cultivators are my junior sisters, not the beautiful maids you said. Fellow Daoist Ding, don't say that again in the future."

Hao Siyun also ran over and said to Ding Mo with an angry look on his face, "Hey, why are you talking about senior brother? Can you say that? Also, who are you? You just go to other people's houses to curse people without any rules. No one teaches you? It's such a waste of time! You also said that I am a beautiful maid. Although I am beautiful, I am not a maid. If you can speak, don't say it if you don't know! I think you are a maid who doesn't understand any reason! You are so distracted from playing things. Do you think I am a maid? Besides, what's wrong with the senior brother playing with us? No matter how much I play, I can defeat you with one sword, hum!"

As if she had been holding it in for a long time, she said it without stopping, like a pearl falling from a jade plate. The heavy rain was in a hurry, and her words were very fast and not confused at all. Ding Mo retreated repeatedly and was powerless to fight back, and his expression was a little confused.

"You, you..."

"What are you? If your senior brother doesn't say it, I will just tell him, anyway, you are no match for your senior brother!"

She didn't give up yet, and was about to continue talking, but Yangmei pulled her away and then turned away.

"Why don't you let me say it? I haven't finished it yet."

"Enough, Sister Siyun, you see, he doesn't speak anymore."

Although Yang Mei pulled her and didn't say anything, she also had a smile on her face. Obviously, Hao Siyun's words also made her feel quite relieved.

Zhou Shu glanced at them and nodded, "You guys go in first."

The two women obediently entered the building, but before entering the building, they still glared at Ding Mo fiercely.

Guo Ziming was stunned for a while before speaking, "Fellow Daoist Shu, your junior sister is really amazing."

"Just make a fool of yourself. I will scold her later. I'll ask my brother and fellow Daoist Ding not to be accused of it."

Zhou Shu also laughed secretly in his heart, but his expression was still dull. He turned to Guo Ziming and said, "Brother Guo, you are here just in time. I am about to ask about something about Guo Brother."

Guo Ziming glanced at Ding Mo and shook his head slightly, "Brother Guo, please speak."

The two of them talked about Liumingshan and the Sword Society, and Ding Mo was beside him, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Ding Mo's face became much calmer. He took a few steps closer to Zhou Shu and bowed, "Fellow Daoist Shu, I have offended you a little today, and I hope to forgive you."

Zhou Shu raised his hand and returned the greeting, smiling, "Nothing offended, Fellow Daoist Ding doesn't need to worry about it."

Ding Mo nodded and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Shu, you are not a sword cultivator, you are just a sword cultivator. So I want to see how your sword is. I, Ding Mo, challenge you today. Do you dare to ask if you answer?"

He looked at Zhou Shu with a complicated look in his eyes, with expectations and contempt.

To say that the sacred sword cultivator is just a sword cultivator, it is undoubtedly a great insult to him who loves swords as if he is life-threatening, and he cannot bear it.

Zhou Shu shook his head, "I won't take it. I'll have to compete. Let's wait until the sword meeting."

"good."

Ding Mo seemed to have expected it and nodded, "I hope you and I will meet you in the sword. I will let you know what a real sword cultivator is."

Without saying anything, Ding Mo turned around and left, rushing straight out of the valley.

"There hasn't been a squad yet."

Zhou Shu was a little surprised. Could it be that Ding Mo hadn't come back to his senses and actually broke through the formation?

He was about to go forward to open the formation, but he didn't expect that before he could take two steps, Ding Mo's figure suddenly disappeared, and a blue-white long sword suddenly appeared at the entrance of the valley in front.

The long sword looked like it was nothing but a phantom, but the great aura came in a magnificent momentum and instantly filled the valley. Although it was invisible and intangible, it was as bitter as a wind and as a rainstorm.

Even though it was nearly a hundred feet apart, I felt the sword intent thrust and couldn't help but resist.
Chapter completed!