Moonlight and wind

Shan Zimo smiled evilly, "Good boy, I finally fished you out!" Shan Zimo thought to himself, and his inner strength instantly surged to his right hand. When the tip of the sword came over, he suddenly turned sideways, and the tip of the sword flashed across his cheek. He raised his right hand and approached the swordsman, raised the arm holding the sword with one hand, and poured inner strength into the other hand, pushing towards the swordsman!

The swordsman was not at all flustered by Shan Zimo's sudden appearance. He also raised one hand and countered Shan Zimo's palm! This palm made both of them step back a few steps before they calmed down and stood still!

"Good boy, as a martial arts master, how can you withstand my palm!" Shan Zimo shook his hands with a nonchalant smile on his face.

"Young Master, keep a low profile!" Shan Boyu reminded him softly, but was ignored by Shan Zimo.

"Are you Yun Fei, the third disciple of Master Yun who went down the mountain to travel?" Shan Zimo still had his hands folded in front of his chest with a playful smile on his face, looking at the swordsman who was ready to attack again.

"That's right!" Yun Fei's true energy and sword energy merged into one, and the sword made a clanging sound like a piano.

"This is our first meeting. Is there any misunderstanding?" Shan Zimo was the first to collect his inner strength and looked at Yun Fei with ease. "Do you want me to kill you the first time you see me?"

"There is no misunderstanding. I just want to seize your status as King of Martial Arts and achieve a higher level of martial arts!" Yun Fei didn't want to pay attention to him at all. He raised his sword and stabbed at Shan Zimo again!

"Yun Fei! Stop!" A voice came from outside Yuebin Hall. Hearing this voice, Yun Fei's sword-wielding body movement was retracted. The one who ran in was the second disciple Yun Feng. "Don't make trouble. This is a distinguished guest of our Yunyin Sword Sect. Since you are back to the sect, why don't you report to the headmaster!" As he said this, Yun Feng came over, pulled Yun Fei with him and was about to leave.

"Hey!" Shan Zimo suddenly appeared at the entrance of Yuebin Hall and blocked their way. "Is this the end? I can provoke anyone, and can I get away with it?"

"Young Master Shan, my junior brother has a bad temper and acts rashly. There must be some misunderstanding here. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Young Master Shan!" Yun Feng tried to explain for Yun Fei, who was keeping his head down and saying nothing. "Why don't you apologize to Young Master Shan quickly!" Yun Feng poked Yun Fei beside him with his elbow.

"I did nothing wrong! Why should I apologize?" Yun Fei looked rebellious, which made Shan Zimo very unhappy.

"Okay!" Shan Zimo's inner strength flowed to his right hand, and the huge force slammed the door of Yuebin Hall shut. "Then let's compete here to see if you have the ability to take away my martial king title!"

"That's exactly what I want!" Yun Fei broke free from Yun Feng who was trying to stop him. The sword that had not yet been sheathed made a clanging sound again. He had a fierce look on his face, as if he must kill Shan Zimo in the next second!

"Since you want to fight, let's bet on something!" Shan Zimo stared at Yun Fei's hand movements and was very vigilant.

"I'll bet my life!"

"I don't care about your life!" Shan Zimo sneered, "I want you to lose and leave Yunyin Sword Sect!"

"What if you lose?" Yun Fei was a little tempted.

"If I lose, I will cut off my own meridians!" As soon as these words came out, Shan Boyu trembled with fear!

"You don't have to do anything. You will die by my sword!"

Shan Zimo was burning with anger. This anger came from many sources, including several unpleasant encounters before and today's rude collision! A terrible thought suddenly flashed through Shan Zimo's mind, "I want him to die!" A flash of red light flashed in his eyes. "Bai Yu, bring the knife!" Shan Zimo raised his right hand and looked at Shan Bai Yu opposite him with a terrible expression.

Shan Boyu also noticed Shan Zimo's abnormality. He hesitated in front of the room door, then ran back to the room, holding the Frost and Snow Dragon Chant Blade which was shaking slightly in the weapon bag.

During this period of time, Shan Zimo and Longyin Knife have been running in, and Longyin Knife has been able to sense Shan Zimo's needs and calls. This makes Shan Boyu very worried. If one day, this knife and Shan Zimo are completely compatible, he may not be able to control Longyin Knife, and Shan Zimo may get into trouble!

Yun Fei did not give Shan Zimo time to wait for the knife. His internal force went straight to the tip of the sword and stabbed Shan Zimo in the chest! Shan Zimo dodged immediately, turned over and flashed in front of Yun Feng, "Borrow your sword!" Before Yun Feng could react, the sword in the scabbard had been pulled out by Shan Zimo. He turned around, raised the sword, and blocked Yun Fei's sword from top to bottom!

The two fought in Yuebin Hall, and their sword energy and internal strength smashed the decorations in the courtyard to pieces! The spectators found a shelter to continue watching the excitement! Only Shan Boyu, holding the Frost Snow Dragon Chant Blade and Yunfeng, holding the scabbard, stood between the two, dodging while trying to stop the fight!

When Yun Fei used the core moves of the Biyin Sword Technique, the dazzling sword light this time was more dazzling than Yun Yi's yesterday, and the illusionary sword was even bigger! The illusion pointing directly to the sky not only emitted bursts of piano music, but also had a powerful aura that gave people a sense of oppression!

"As expected of fellow disciples," Shan Zimo held the sword in his hand, looking at the huge illusion of the sword, "If the Biyin sword technique lost this move, would your clan be wiped out?" Shan Zimo held the sword in one hand with the tip pointing to the ground, and put the other hand behind his back, calm and composed, not afraid of the sword light that might chop down at any time.

"Die, Shan Zimo!" Yun Fei swung the sword in his hand towards Shan Zimo, and the huge sword light chopped down straight! The sound of the sword made the onlookers feel a splitting headache, and they had to hold their heads with both hands and cover their ears!

Shan Zimo still stood there straight with a confident smile on his lips. Just when the sword was about to hit him, Shan Zimo held the sword in front of him with the tip of the sword pointing upwards. With his other hand, he stretched out two fingers to press against the end of the hilt and closed his eyes slightly.

"Look, what is that?" Li suddenly shouted. Yike opened his eyes with difficulty and rubbed his temples to relieve the pain brought by the sound of the piano. "Ah! What kind of magical skill is this? Could it be that Young Master Shan's true qi has reached the intermediate true qi realm?"

"Master, this true qi has levels?" Li also rubbed his temples, imitating what he learned at a glance.

"Little disciple, this true Qi is divided into four levels of true Qi realm!" He shouted at the top of his voice, and the other spectators ignored Qin Ming's pain and pricked up their ears to listen.

"Young Master, get out of the way!" Regardless of his own life or death, Shan Boyu rushed towards Shan Zimo with the Frost and Snow Dragon Roar Blade in his arms, intending to use his own flesh and blood to take the sword for Shan Zimo!

"Stand back!" Shan Zimo stretched out his hand holding the hilt of the sword towards Shan Boyu, and suddenly tightened his grip. Shan Boyu was grabbed by the collar and pushed out with great force! The speed was so fast that the onlookers could not see clearly, and only saw Shan Boyu being pushed back to the door of the wing room!

"Wait!" The student who was still in the classroom took a closer look and said, "That's not true qi!"

"Master, what on earth is that!"