Meng 49 sword

Mu Guinian's performance once again refreshed everyone's perception of him.

The suspense returned, and everyone held their breath in anticipation of the outcome.And it didn't take long for someone to discover the mystery.

"Look, the evil spirit of that fierce sword seems to have no effect on Mu Guinian!"

The faintly visible black and red evil spirit was shattered into strands of mist in the fight, and these mist spontaneously entangled Mu Guinian and his sword, but after so long, Mu Guinian didn't seem to be affected at all.

His sword was still so stable, his expression was still so cold, and his pupils didn't turn red at all.And his sword is still as bright as the moon.

Tu Youqi was so excited that he couldn't sit still even when his brothers came to bandage his wound.The whole person probed his head and shouted for Mu Guinian from time to time.

"Brother, hit him! Take revenge for me!"

The brothers couldn't laugh or cry when they heard it, senior sister Song Ru came over, poured a pill into Tu Youqiong's mouth, and said, "Take the medicine, junior."

"No!" Tu Youqiong protested.

At this time, Feng Ye was playing more happily than Tu Youqiong, happy and frightened.

The fierce sword's evil spirit doesn't work on Mu Guinian, so the fierce sword is just a stronger sword to him, nothing special about it.Feng Ye had just fought against Tu Youqiong, although he only suffered some minor injuries, but he had consumed a lot of energy in his body, so it was inevitable that he would be at a disadvantage against Shang Mu Guinian at this moment.

But Mu Guinian didn't ask him if he needed to rest like everyone else, which surprised Feng Ye.

He is not like a gentleman who came from a sword pavilion, but more like a pure swordsman.

Feng Ye took a deep breath, and as he waved the fierce sword, there was a faint blue light attached to the blade.

Mu Guinian stared, and swung his sword away, causing the light to shatter, but he didn't feel any unusual resistance.That light blue light... is Feng Ye absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth with the fierce sword!

"Come again!" Feng Ye had the strength to fight again, and suddenly became extremely brave again.

His moves are open and closed, and the more he goes to the back, the more majestic he is.With a move of Breaking the Moon Night, the slender moon disc suddenly swelled when it peeled off from the sword, like a huge full moon scimitar, slashing at Mu Guinian's waist.

The moon was so big that it almost swept across the entire bluestone square in front of the hall, and the brilliance of that moment made everyone stretch out their hands to cover it.Those with low cultivation even subconsciously took a step back.

Mu Gui Nian is in danger!

Tu Youqiong pulled away the senior brother who was standing in front of him, and quickly poked his head to look, but saw the moon wheel sweeping straight across Mu Guinian's body.However, without flesh and blood flying around, Mu Guinian's body directly turned into a black mist in front of the moon wheel.

The moon wheel cut through the black mist, and the scorching moonlight and curling black mist occupied half of the bluestone square.

With one move, Feng Ye's heart rang alarm bells.

Suddenly, his ears moved, almost like lightning, he turned around and slashed towards the empty space with his sword.

"Clang!" There was an echo in the air.

Mu Guinian's figure flashed past, and appeared elsewhere in the blink of an eye.

Feng Ye's eagle-like gaze firmly caught his figure, chasing him closely.

"It's Midnight Song!" A disciple exclaimed.

Meng Qiqi smiled, her eyes showed some appreciation.This Mu Guinian was usually quiet, but he didn't expect to master this trick so thoroughly, he was not much worse than himself.

Princess Yihe said: "Senior Meng, you, nephew, are quite interesting."

"How about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

Meng Qiqi thought for a while with his hands behind his hands, and said, "Just bet on the outcome of this competition. If my nephew wins, I will ask Her Royal Highness to leave the lonely mountain and choose another place for the meeting. How about it?"

Princess Yihe didn't expect him to be so direct, and asked instead: "What if he loses?"

Meng Qiqi replied: "If he loses, I can guarantee that Jiange's disciples will not go to trouble with Shenwusi in the future."

Just out of trouble...?

Yihe was thinking, trying to figure out the meaning of Meng Qiqi's words, and said: "The stakes seem to be a little low."

Meng Qiqi shook his head, "Your Highness, do you know what His Majesty's establishment of the Shenwu Division means to Xianmen? This is digging our roots, trying to take off the plaques of our various sects and replace them with those made by your royal family. Ten years ago, my little uncle refused to agree, and I will not agree now either. Letting my disciples not smash Shenwusi's signboard is already the biggest concession I can make."

The bait is too small, for fear that the other party will not take the bait.

The bait is too big, and I am afraid that the boat will capsize in the gutter.

Meng Qiqi carefully balanced the pros and cons, looked at Princess Yihe with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and continued: "Jiange will not support Shenwusi. If you stay here, you can only fight with us. Go to Jinling and go to other places , you may still have a chance of winning."

Hearing this, Princess Yihe's heart moved slightly.

What Meng Qiqi said was correct, the Jiange is a hard bone, if it is not smashed with a hammer made of meteorite, how can it make them bow their heads?The biggest reason why she chose this place this time was that Gui Luoluo had revealed to him the news that Lang Xu's heir had entered the pass.

Now that Meng Qiqi is back, with this person's means and style of doing things, I'm afraid that even if Feng Ye wins, he can forcefully bring the situation back.

Whether it's messing around or turning black and white, Meng Qiqi undoubtedly has this ability.

In this way, even if there is a loss in Jiange, it will not be a big one.It is already impossible for her to use her power to overwhelm others and take the opportunity to take the initiative in discussing the monster beast.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Yihe's mind.

She looked at Meng Qiqi, is this man really thinking of her so kindly?

how is this possible.

Yihe is not stupid, she knows better than anyone how much trouble she will bring to Jiange if she stays here.It's just that now is not the time to fight to the death with Jiange, and there is also Zhao Haiping who has a close relationship with Zhou Ziheng in Shenjing City.

She can't be reckless for a day before she ascends the throne.

To endure.

"Okay, I promise you." Princess Yihe nodded readily.

Hearing this, Meng Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, and now it depends on whether Mu Guinian can win the bet for him.Nephew, nephew, you have to fight for my little uncle.

At this moment, Mu Guinian and Feng Ye were exhausted from fighting.

Feng Ye was panting heavily, his face covered with sweat.Although he kept a back hand and used the Fierce Sword to restore his energy as much as possible at all times, this could not keep up with the speed at which his energy was being consumed, and his physical energy was also lost more than Mu Guinian.

But Mu Guinian still looked very energetic, as tall as a pines and cypresses.But if you observe carefully, you will find that his breathing is much faster than usual, his right hand is holding the sword tightly, and his face is tense.

"Again!" Feng Ye couldn't attack for a long time, but he was not impatient, only the high fighting spirit grew infinitely in his heart.He didn't know how many times he shouted "Come again", and Mu Guinian didn't know how many times he answered.

In the shadow of swords and swords, most of the entire Qingshi Square has been destroyed by them.The stone slabs cracked, the stone pillars collapsed, and many scars appeared on the two of them.

After resting for a while, Tu Youqian has become lively, standing with Dai Xiaoshan, jumping off like a monkey.Seeing Feng Ye and Mu Guinian fighting fiercely again, the vigor kicked up the gravel and rolled towards him, making his scalp tingle.

"Did I fight him just now?!" Tu Youqiong expressed his doubts.

Dai Xiaoshan had nothing to say to this living treasure junior, his eyes were fixed on Feng Ye and Mu Guinian, and suddenly his face changed, "It's time to decide the winner."

"Ah?" Tu Youqiong opened his mouth, caught off guard and swallowed a mouthful of dust.

He spit it out, and he caught a glimpse of the scene of flying sand and rocks from the corner of his eye, and he was stunned.

Damn, what are they doing?

"Back!" Dai Xiaoshan pulled Tu Youqian back three steps quickly, with a stern expression.

I saw Feng Ye and Mu Guinian flying upside down in the stirred-up gravel and dust, hitting the only two standing stone pillars like meteorites.

The next moment, the stone pillar was crushed by two people, making a loud noise like a landslide.

The two didn't stop for a moment, swung their long swords, and immediately attacked each other like lightning.

Dai Xiaoshan's eyes were burning, staring at the sword in Mu Guinian's hand.The sword was called Baopu, and it was a precious sword that Mu Guinian got from the sword mound in the back mountain after he paid homage to Gushan.

There are many swords sleeping in the sword mound in Gushan. The owners of these swords have closed their eyes permanently in the long river of time, but their souls still remain on the swords.

The sword recognizes its master, especially the sword that has been refined into a natal weapon, which is even more difficult to tame.For thousands of years, the disciples of Jiange came and went, and only a few dozen of them could take a sword from the sword mound.

Mu Guinian was one of these dozens of people. The Baopu sword was once the saber of a certain generation of Jiange's pavilion master.

Simple and unadorned.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The sound of metal and stone colliding came through the flying sand and rocks.

Mu Guinian and Feng Ye used more than a dozen moves in a row in just a few breaths, and they used all their strength.

Feng Ye held a fierce sword in his hand. Although the evil spirit was useless against Mu Guinian, it was also a sword that could cut iron like mud.He waved it mercilessly, pouring all his energy into the sword, pointing the long sword straight at Huanglong!

Mu Guinian's sword looked plain and unpretentious, but what surprised Feng Ye was that this sword showed no signs of timidity in the face of his relentless attacks.

The sword has spirituality, and the natal sword is even more so.

Ke Mu Guinian's sword was as calm as water.It seemed that no matter how many moves Feng Ye made, they couldn't stir up a storm.

How does this work?

Feng Ye took a breath, hummed and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, then wiped his mouth, and killed Mu Guinian faster and more ferociously.

Mu Guinian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his murderous intent was provoked by him. After a good fight, the murderous aura was instantly rampant.

There is also a murderous aura in the murderous aura, and the two phases are intertwined, which is breathtaking.

Tu Youqiong clutched his little heart, staring intently.

Xue Manshan and the others were also engrossed, ready to strike at any time.

At the last moment, Feng Ye and Mu Guinian both raised their swords and charged at each other. The two leaped high, held their long swords high, and swung them down heavily!

"Boom—" The strong wind overflowed, and the heroic spirit broke through the sky.

Xue Manshan immediately waved his hand to lay down the barrier, so as not to accidentally injure others.And people like Tu Youqiong stretched their necks and watched nervously. When the smoke and dust fell, they saw both of them standing in the field.

Although their standing posture was a little crooked, none of them fell down.Panting, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his clothes were like rags.

"Tie, draw?"

After the words fell, the familiar "click" sounded amidst Feng Ye's slightly astonished expression.He lowered his head slowly, and saw a fine line suddenly appeared on his fierce sword, and then the fine line gradually spread like the veins of a leaf, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into fragments and jingled to the ground.

In front of the entire Shanyu Temple, only this crisp voice remained.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the astonishment in their eyes was even greater than that of Feng Ye - this, this sword broke again? !