Could it be that the previous provocation can be said to be naked and knife-moving, and Zhang Hua's warning is also quite straightforward.

Squinting at the broken sword in front of him, Mo Fei also noticed that the aura staring at him in the hall instantly increased.

The same three girls naturally saw that something was wrong, after all, as long as they were not stupid, they could see what the situation was now.

But at this moment, Zhao Wen walked in from outside with a long sword.

"President, Mr. Ye heard that someone here wants to dance the sword, so he asked me to send his eight-sided Han sword, you see......"

Faced with this situation, Zhang Hua's brows immediately froze, and the faces of several business tycoons next to him also changed for a while.

When it comes to them, they naturally know that Mr. Ye is the bodyguard next to Luo Renxian, who has followed him for more than 40 years, and in terms of status, this old gentleman is a little higher than Zhang Hua in the Luo family, even if they are a business tycoon, after this arrival, they have not been lucky enough to meet this old man.

But now, just as he was about to dance the sword, Zhang Hua sent a warning of a broken sword, and the old gentleman behind him immediately sent his own sword, what this means is almost self-evident.

After his face changed for a while, Zhang Hua also nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then please Mr. Mo Fei, use Uncle Ye's sword!"

"Thank you, Mr. Ye!" thanked the long sword in front of him, Mo Fei also took over the three-foot-long eight-sided Han sword after reforging.

Scold!

Holding the hilt of the sword, the long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light immediately flashed in the hall, and in an instant, everyone felt that the temperature here had dropped a little.

"Good sword!" After exclaiming, Mo Fei swiped the long sword in his hand and stabbed a few swords directly in a hahaha.

"Poof!hahahaha!Mr. Mo Fei, your sword is really cheap!" burst into laughter, and the big boys around him also ridiculed Mo Fei.

Mo Fei didn't care about these at all, and the few who were hiding in the shadows also flashed a trace of solemnity in their eyes.

The layman didn't know, but they could see that the few strokes that were out of order were actually adapting to the weight of the long sword, and looking for where the center of gravity of the long sword was.

After finding the center of gravity of this sword, Mo Fei held the sword in his right hand, stretched out his fingers with his left hand and flicked it gently, and a soft groan immediately echoed in the hall.

This soft groan is like a deep mountain valley, smart and tactful, and it is this soft chant that also proves that the material of this sword is an excellent top grade.

With the long sword in his right hand standing in front of him, Mo Fei also looked at the people in the hall.

"I Yan Huang country since ancient times martial arts, the ancient saying is cloudy, a good man should hang a three-foot sword on his waist, walk in the world, and make immortal achievements! Now it is a harmonious society, but I am a good man in Yan and Huang country, and I should be a man when I am self-reliant, and I am indispensable to practice literature and martial arts, rather than advocating the idols of other small countries, this is a trace of chivalrous blood in the blood of our Yan and Huang country! Today, with a sword to help the fun, come to a narrow song of my Yan and Huang country, please give me advice!"

Mo Fei's words were not loud, but they had a bit of a turbulent feeling, which made many people present look at him differently, and the eyes of the other people looking at Lu Tianlan also changed slightly.

After a faint remark, Mo Fei held the long sword, glanced at Lu Tianlan obliquely, and then stretched out his hand to flick the long sword in his hand again, and the rhythm followed.

Knock! Knock!

With Mo Fei's sword, Jiang Haoyu waved a pair of drums with both hands, accompanied by the fall of the drums.

Su Rui's pipa also began to follow, followed by Qian Yumo's zither, and this rhythm is also Huang Feihong's rhythm.

Ding! Ding!

With the passionate pick-up, Mo Fei flicked the long sword in his hand one by one, and suddenly the tone changed, making the rhythm of Hu Chong come out abruptly, Mo Fei's closed eyes opened instantly, and two essences burst out from his eyes.

Swish!

A sword light flickered, and the figure moved, and the long sword in his hand also swung out.

At this time, those figures hidden in the shadows immediately tensed their nerves, staring closely at Mo Fei's every move at this moment.

The rhythm is compact and melodious, but the figure turns, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand also rotates, and the pieces of cold light are swirling, and a set of seemingly simple swordsmanship is immediately waved out.

The cold wind is cold, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, it is not the body is elegant, between a move and a style, it is as chic and elegant as the flowing water of the same industry, the sword is light and swirling, tactful and empty, as if the spirit magpie dances, but it contains the momentum of the eagle striking the sky, the sword moves, the body moves the sword.

With this hand, it can scare the hidden people a lot, and then the tense nerves are even tighter, and they are even ready to shoot at any time.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Mo Fei's sword posture is very gorgeous, which is pleasing to the eye, and at the same time, it is also amazing that such a seemingly ordinary little person can use such a gorgeous sword move, which is simply a bit incredible.

However, the connoisseur can see very well, Mo Fei's one move and one style, but not the kind of pleasing flower, between each style of sword aura, the cold is pressing, although it does not contain murderous aura, but with this cold sword qi, it is enough to convince people, and it can't help but make people nervous.

At this moment, it can be said that everyone was attracted by Mo Fei's sword moves and the rhythm of this impassioned sword qi.

Suddenly, the rhythm changed again, Jiang Qilin's bamboo flute was put to his mouth, and the rhythm of dancing and flying came out immediately, Qian Yumo plucked the strings with his hands, and the sound of the guzheng dissipated, and then Su Rui held the pipa in his hand and plucked it with his hand, and the sound of the piano seemed to be an invisible sword qi that could not be looked at directly, at this moment, the three girls could be said to be seamlessly cooperating, and Jiang Haoyu also stopped the drum beat very rhythmically and stood quietly.

With the change of rhythm, Mo Fei's sword moves have also undergone corresponding changes, the body rotates, one move and one style is like a whirlwind, fast as lightning, rushing like thunder, moving in his footsteps, holding a long sword and waving it, like a fairy, this scene is really like "the sea is in a hurry, I only hate the short world, but I don't meet!"

Gradually, Mo Fei's body is fluttering, and the sword style changes, just like the Yangtze River is rushing and turbulent, the wind appears spontaneously between the clouds, and the qi flows in the flowing water, and at this time, Mo Fei's body has already stimulated the Dao Qi in his body, and the long sword is also wrapped in a layer of invisible sword qi.

At this moment, the whole hall was silent, everyone was attracted by the scene in front of them, and the three girls looked at Mo Fei's dancing sword-wielding figure, and their eyes showed a special look, which was unguessable, but curious.

The long sword continued to wave, and a cold wind suddenly appeared in the hall, and it was from the sword qi that surged, Mo Fei's eyes also became a little sharper.

Swish!

With a flick of the long sword, a sword qi swung out, heading straight for the corner behind him, towards the hidden man.

When the sword qi attacked, the hidden person's nerves suddenly tensed, and the internal qi increased, and then he swung out a palm, and the palm wind met the sword qi head-on.

Call!!!

The sword qi and palm wind stirred, and instantly turned into a gust of wind and dissipated, adding a bit of cold air to the hall.

A sword forced out a hide

After the figure, Mo Fei took out another sword, and the sword qi sprayed wildly, and went straight to the other corner again.

Without any suspense, the hidden figure was forced out by Mo Fei's sword qi again, and the turbulent gusts of wind intensified again.

The rhythm gradually slowed down, and Mo Fei's sword moves also slowed down, and between the slow slides, a bit of the taste of the Tai Chi sword wafted out.

Closing the momentum to accumulate strength, the sword is angry, and after a few times of sword qi, the onlookers also began to follow Mo Fei's rhythm to move, as long as the long sword in Mo Fei's hand is waved in which direction, but wherever there are people, people are very cooperative to dodge.

If it is more precise, it should be the sense of crisis hidden in their hearts, which makes them involuntarily open the track of sword qi operation.

In this way, Mo Fei forced all the five hidden figures out, and this time Zhang Hua's face was extremely gloomy.

As for Lu Tianlan, who wanted to see Mo Fei's embarrassment, he was completely stupid at the moment, but at this time, everyone had already ignored him.

What is the most ruthless slap in the face, that is, I change wantonly, and everyone doesn't look at you, and ignoring it is the loudest slap.

After forcing out the hidden five figures, Mo Fei's sword style slowed down, and when he turned around, his eyes signaled the three girls to slow down.

Under Mo Fei's signal, the three girls slowed down the syllables very cooperatively, and then put away their hands little by little, and the entire hall gradually quieted down, only Mo Fei was still dancing with a long sword in his hand.

After glancing at Zhang Hua's side again, while dancing the sword, he also recited a poem that Zhang Hua was very familiar with again.

"You are not free, and it is difficult to collect the dragon and the phoenix. The hall is full of three thousand guests, and one sword is frosty and fourteen autumns. The drum horn reveals that the sky is cold, the wind is shaking the sea and the mountains are autumn, and the southeast is forever a golden heavenly pillar, who envies the marquis of ten thousand households back then!"

A poem was recited again, Mo Fei's long sword retracted, the long sword was erected in front of him again, and his front was also aimed at Zhang Hua.

At this moment, the bodyguards beside Zhang Hua immediately moved forward, after all, they had already felt the sword qi that was wielding just now.

Bite!

Stretched out his fingers and flicked the long sword in his hand, and the sound of a soft groan came out again, but his eyes burst out sharply, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"I'm ugly! I hope you can cheer everyone up!"

After a simple sentence, Mo Fei put the sword into the sheath, and at this time, the three girls Qian Yumo, Jiang Qilin, and Su Rui looked at him a little stupid.

Qian Yumo and Jiang Qilin aside, even Su Rui never thought that there would be such a sword spirit and chivalrous side.

In a straightforward phrase, this is simply too handsome.

Smack!

In the face of Mo Fei's strong pressing, Zhang Hua was the first to applaud, and there was solemnity in her eyes, as well as appreciation.

With Zhang Hua's applause, the people around him also applauded, and no one dared to underestimate this young man who seemed to be a dick at this moment.

As for Lu Tianlan's words, his face was full of disbelief, and after taking two steps back with difficulty, he also sat down on the seat behind him, and a dejected aura also permeated his body.

Looking up at Mo Fei again, especially seeing the three girls surrounding him, Lu Tianlan's eyes also flashed with deep hatred, where he thought he was the home field, but in the end he was reduced to the point where he was not even a supporting role, which made him unable to accept it anyway.

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