Cheng Song and Han Xiaoyue cut their robes and broke off their relations, and Cheng Song did not hesitate to sacrifice the Qingshui Sword to fight with Han Xiaoyue. Cheng Song is naturally extremely confident in holding the Qingshui Sword in his hand, and his moves are not inferior to his master. Therefore, how to destroy the Qingshui Sword in one fell swoop has become a top priority. However, the Qingshui Sword sharpens iron like mud, and if you want to use your flesh as a mortal to confront the blade of the Qingshui Sword, which sharpens iron like mud, it is not because of its amazing strength. Han Xiaoyue didn't have such confidence at the moment, thinking that with her current internal cultivation, it was enough to break the Qingshui Sword in two.

Cheng Song's offensive intensified, and Han Xiaoyue finally failed to find a flaw in the Qing Shui Sword. On the contrary, Mu Yaqin, who had been secretly observing, found the clue. It turned out that Cheng Song, in addition to holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, also needed to gently raise his right wrist with his left hand to ensure the stability of the Qing Shui Sword every time he charged a blow. In this way, you need two hands to make the clear water sword in your hand exert its maximum power. It can be seen that if you can restrain his left hand, he will not be able to use the move of charging a blow.

Mu Yaqin smiled slightly and threw out the stone from his sleeve. A move of Jin Gong's finger, only to hear the sound of "bell", hit the hilt of the Qingshui sword, and shook Cheng Song's hand holding the sword for a while. "Mu Yaqin, what are you doing?" Cheng Song shouted without looking back. In fact, he didn't need to look at it at all, just by virtue of this trick, he knew that it must be Mu Yaqin's shot. In his opinion, Mu Yaqin must have planned to help Han Xiaoyue openly. But I heard Mu Yaqin reply: "Cheng is in charge, I just have a little itchy palms, just practice my hands!"

"Hmph, practice hands, since it's a practice, why don't you use your golden finger magic skills to deal with Han Xiaoyue?" Cheng Song scolded. Mu Yaqin smiled knowingly and said, "Who do you think I'm aiming for?" Cheng Song understood, how could Mu Yaqin not be able to target Han Xiaoyue's big living person? Since she was like this, she must have done it on purpose. Mu Yaqin threw out three stones one after another, all of which hit Cheng Song's sword hilt without hurting his skin, which was really not easy.

Cheng Song shouted: "Mu Yaqin, if you do this again, I'm not welcome!" Mu Yaqin stopped making a move after hearing this, she thought that with Han Xiaoyue's wisdom, she would definitely understand her intentions. Sure enough, Han Xiaoyue saw that the three stones were on Cheng Song's sword hilt, and she somewhat understood. "Mu Yaqin is like this, it must remind me that the weakness of Cheng Song's Qingshui Sword is on the hilt!" Han Xiaoyue thought, and focused her attention on Cheng Song's hand holding the sword.

After some observation, Han Xiaoyue also discovered the law of Cheng Song's moves, and said secretly in her heart: "It turns out that the weakness of the Qingshui Sword is on the hilt of the sword that he is holding. Every time he used his skills, he would raise the hilt of his sword with both hands. If I control his other hand, he won't be able to use his skills. At that time, I can subdue him with my backhand!" Thinking of this, Han Xiaoyue stopped advancing and retreating, and instead attacked his left side, so that his left hand could not be idle. Therefore, Cheng Song was suddenly a little flustered, and using the Qingshui Sword with one hand could not hit it with the power it should have.

"It's not good, Han Xiaoyue is afraid that she has found a flaw!" Cheng Song secretly exclaimed in his heart, "It must be Mu Yaqin's house, he said that he wouldn't help him, but secretly helped him harm me, it's really 'the most poisonous woman's heart'!" Thinking of this, Cheng Song saw that it was difficult to restrain Han Xiaoyue, so he said loudly: "Qingshuimen disciples listen to the order! Kill Li Zhongyu quickly without delay!"

The Qingshui Sect disciple was taken aback when he heard this. If it is an ordinary person, if you say kill, you will kill it. But Li Zhongyu is different, he is the eldest son of Tang Wang, and his younger brother Li Zhongxuan is quite famous in the rivers and lakes. If Li Zhongyu is killed, it will be a declaration of war against the Tang King. Although the Li royal family has declined, its status in the rivers and lakes has not wavered. Who would dare to bear the consequences of this hostility with the Tang King?

The Qingshui Sect disciples did not dare to act, but they were in a hurry. Cheng Song shouted again: "Are you all deaf? In the name of the head of the Qingshui Sect, I order you to kill Li Zhongyu quickly, there must be no mistake!" The disciples of the Qingshui Sect listened to it, and did not dare to delay any longer, and they drew their swords and were about to do it. Seeing this, Mu Yaqin threw out all the stones in his sleeve and knocked the five or six people who bound Li Zhongyu to the ground. However, she didn't do anything ruthlessly, but just hit the stone on the surface of their feet, causing them to roll on the ground in pain and lose their combat effectiveness.

Seeing this, the rest of the Qingshui Sect disciples did not dare to act. Mu Yaqin said: "Xiao Wan, Chi Hai, you go and save the eldest prince!" As soon as the words fell, the two stepped forward and snatched Li Zhongyu to Mu Yaqin's side. Mu Yaqin let go of Li Zhongyu's hands and feet and the rags on his mouth, and Li Zhongyu gave a deep salute to thank him.

Han Xiaoyue was annoyed at this time, and when she saw that Cheng Song actually killed Li Zhongyu, she was even more unrelenting, and shouted, with one move, she could carry Cheng Song to the ground, and the Qingshui Sword also fell into Han Xiaoyue's hands. When Cheng Song stood up again, he saw Han Xiaoyue using both hands, and actually broke the body and hilt of the Qingshui Sword in two pieces and threw them on the ground.

Cheng Song was shocked, and the disciples of Qingshuimen were even more distressed. "Han Xiaoyue, you actually ...... You actually destroyed my Qingshui Gate's unique weapon!" Cheng Song pointed at Han Xiaoyue, glared at him and scolded, "I'll fight with you!" With that, he took out the long swords of the other disciples and stabbed at Han Xiaoyue. Han Xiaoyue grabbed Cheng Song's wrist with one hand and snatched the long sword in his hand with all his might. The other hand pointed to the ground with a gesture, and it was inserted into a loose chest. Cheng Song didn't dare to fight hard, so he gave up his long sword and retreated, and finally escaped.

Without the Clear Water Sword, Cheng Song would no longer pose a threat to Han Xiaoyue. The disciples of Qingshuimen saw that the head of the sect was humiliated and the Qingshui Sword was damaged, and they had no idea for a while. Cheng Song saw that he could no longer threaten Han Xiaoyue, so he turned to look at Situ Sheng and Li Yanliang and said, "Two, are you going to look at it like this?" Situ Sheng smiled and said, "Master Cheng, what are you...... Defeated?"

Cheng Song let out a long sigh and said: "My Qingshui Sword in Qingshui Gate has been destroyed by him, what other skills do I have to fight again?" Without Qingshui Sword, I'm afraid that the little junior sister will ...... I'll never come back!" The Qingshuimen disciple beside him stepped forward and pulled Cheng Song down. Situ Sheng looked at Cheng Song, then at Mu Yaqin and said, "Miss Mu, we all see what we have just done. I'm afraid that Master Cheng can't fight anymore, you pointed out the flaws in the Qingshui Sword for Han Xiaoyue, what are you going to do?"

Mu Yaqin held a small daisy in her hand and said, "I just think that since it is a trial of Han Xiaoyue, it is better to put on a posture of judgment." First came from an unknown Dongying warrior, then the Seven Holy Maidens of Nanxun, and this time it was the head of Chengda. Besieged Han Xiaoyue three times and twice, where is this judgment?" Situ Sheng smiled and said, "Then ask Miss Mu, what kind of posture should your so-called 'trial' be?"