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What made the red clothes suddenly alert was not only Mo Chen's disappearance, but also the murderous aura emitted by Mo Chen when he quietly approached, with a chill behind him, and when he suddenly turned around, his skirt had been cut off in half by Mo Chen.

The blushing face under the veil was suddenly annoyed: "You pervert." ”

Mo Chen also felt helpless, he had been misunderstood more than once.

The red-clothed long sword struck, with a murderous aura that had never appeared just now. Mo Chen's paper fan closed and flicked away and stabbed at his sword. The red-clothed sword was flicked away, and his palm was a little numb, and it seemed that with a flick of the light, Mo Chen used enough strength, and his wrist shook abruptly, with a very powerful inch.

Hongyi gritted her silver teeth, she was also rare to meet such a difficult opponent. Red-clothed withdrew his sword and calmed himself down first, his long sword was twice the length of a fan, and if he could open a certain distance on the high platform, he would definitely be able to defeat him with his length and speed.

With a countermeasure in mind, he took a few steps back.

"Wow, what beautiful legs." As soon as the man stretched out his head, he saw the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The red clothes had just been cut off in half diagonally by Mo Chen with a fan, revealing slender white legs, which was better seen by the people who had just climbed the high platform.

Only then did Redcoat notice that many people had approached the high platform, and when he turned behind him, the man saw the fierce eyes on the veil, and Redyi stepped on the back of his hand.

The red-clothed sword slashed towards the wooden pillar tied to the side of the high platform, and immediately fell one after another, and I don't know how many people were smashed.

Mo Chen even kicked in the face of the person who grabbed his foot, and the huge shoe prints rolled down and took some people away. The left foot stepped on the hand that grabbed the edge of the platform, and the right foot kicked down the person who had just climbed up. The fan opened like a sharp blade with a strong wind, and slid vertically from the chest of a man, who paused the long sword in his hand, and his clothes were torn along the midline of his chest, a smooth incision, and in an instant even his pants fell off. Emptied the people who climbed up around him, and the fan cut the red cloth that bound the wooden pillar and mended it again.

I didn't expect to brush almost everyone down in a short period of time. The high platform is only supported by a wooden column.

Everyone also began to know the strength of the two, in this world where only spiritual power cultivation is revered, there are few people who will be so attentive to swordsmanship and physical training, no matter how strong the physique is, it can't withstand the blow of spiritual skills, and there are few families who pay attention to swordsmanship like this in this materialistic world. But I have to say that this is also one of the reasons for the decline of the family.

It turned out that the enthusiastic people also became observers. In fact, the Han family held a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, but it still had other intentions, one was for the entrustment of their daughter, and the other was to show their strength and gain a foothold in the city faster.

"I didn't expect to meet a dark horse on the first day." Han Fei stroked his beard and looked at Chu Ya beside him.

"It's me who missed it, uncle don't worry, I believe Qianxue will be able to deal with it." After Chu Ya came to the city, in addition to going to the auction house, he thought that he had visited almost all the forces, of course, some of them were offended before he went, but Chu Ya really couldn't deal with those rural villagers.

"Maybe it's a good son-in-law." Han Fei smiled faintly.

......

Both of them retreated to the edge of the high platform, the red-clothed long sword pointed at Mo Chen, and the dark eyes carefully watched Mo Chen's every move, it was still rare to meet such a difficult opponent, not to mention that the other party was still using a fan. Mo Chen's right foot was slightly raised, the fan was closed, and he waved it behind him.

"It's now." The red-clothed sword rushed out, and the moment the enemy was ready to attack was also the most neglected defense.

But she saw that Mo Chen was so calm, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, mocking in her smugness. How is it possible, what can you do in such a short period of time without relying on spiritual power. Although the two of them were on the edge of the high platform, they were only two steps away, and Mo Chen didn't even have enough time to wave his hand back.

Mo Chen's right foot suddenly paused to the ground, and one or two of his daughters burst out with tremendous strength in a short time, and the entire high platform suddenly lost its balance. The red clothes couldn't stabilize his figure, Mo Chen turned around slightly, and the long sword brushed Mo Chen's cheek. The short tilt of the high platform actually relied on its own gravity to regain its balance.

"It's agarwood." Looking at Mo Chen's surprised face, Hongyi suddenly felt a little proud. "You've lost." The long sword turned sideways and slashed towards Mo Chen's waist. "Bell." There was a crisp sound, and the red-clothed long sword seemed to have touched something hard. I caught a glimpse of Mo Chen's right hand holding in front of him. "The Invisible Sword?" Red-clothed immediately understood why he dared to come up with just a fan. It turned out that I had been prepared for a long time. Mo Chen's diagonal sword flicked, shaking away the red-clothed sword, and his figure retreated, widening the distance.

"I don't know the sword chief, I'm in trouble now."

Mo Chen smiled faintly, and the fan was thrown out casually, but with a strong force. The red cloth held the sword in front of him, and with a sword cut down the fan and separated, two strong gusts of wind blew on both sides of the cheeks of the red cloth, and also brought up the skirt. In his slightly fascinated eyes, he saw Mo Chen's rushing figure. Hongyi calmed down and closed his eyes, holding the long sword, feeling the approach of that breath, that somewhat familiar aura. Concentrate, turn sideways, and hang your right hand high and hold the two fingers of your left hand against the blade of the sword. Mo Chen's sword touched it, and a burst of sparks sparked. He opened his eyes, retracted his sword toe and tapped the ground, flew up, stepped on Mo Chen's sword body, flew into the air and spun his body, his body drew an arc, like a crescent moon in mid-air.

"The waning moon, the flowers are falling." The red-clothed sword pointed directly at Mo Chen, the sword qi danced and swirled out of the sword shadow, and the sword shadows fell like petals one after another, lacking great lethality, I don't know if it was the wind or the sword blade brought up by the sword qi, Mo Chen's body was marked with sword marks. Mo Chen quickly danced the invisible sword in his hand, barely blocking the strong attack. The blade of the sword cut through the afterimage and slashed down directly, Mo Chen quickly crossed in front of him with the sword, and the blades collided with each other with a crisp sound.

Redcoat took advantage of the momentum to bounce away, and the backflip fell back to the edge of the high platform. Mo Chen's whole body was now in tatters, his clothes were ragged, and there were many scratches on his body. Hongyi looked at the person in front of him carefully, he looked ordinary and similar to himself, it was hard to imagine that he was not a person who was born into a famous family, or he was talented. Hongyi was suddenly stunned, and saw a scar on Mo Chen's face that had just been scratched by himself, and there were blood stains flowing out of other places, but there was no trace of blood on his face. Suddenly I seemed to understand something, and I seemed to have some expectations in my heart.

The red dress showed a faint smile, hidden under the veil. Holding the long sword, he took three or two steps and rushed straight forward. Mo Chen was also tired of blindly defending, and what he said was unbearable, but if he continued to stalemate, he really didn't know the outcome or defeat. The left hand was holding the sword in a holding position, but the red clothes were already in front of him. Stabbed at the long sword in red, sticking to the blade of the sword and pointing at the cheek of the red cloth, but there seemed to be no intention of dodging, Mo Chen was startled, but the sword passed the edge but slid towards the veil of the red cloth.

Mo Chen suddenly felt a tear on his face, and suddenly understood something, like a conditioned reflex, his right hand slashed at the waist of the red clothes like a blade, and the red clothes were shocked and tore off Mo Chen's mask. The veil of the red robe also fell, revealing the pretty cheeks, the flowers were discolored, and the pale red cheeks showed a slight smile, and finally remembered where I had seen this person, and I used to meet people who thought they were beggars, but now they have become the person I have been thinking about for a long time, and there is such a superb swordsmanship.

Let his body fall freely like falling petals, and closed his eyes to see the white clothes.