The two cousins sent people to perform martial arts, aiming to show their strength, and this rule was put back then, just to prove that the fist was big, which was the most reasonable. Unexpectedly, today, it was used by the two descendants of the Mu family to run for the head of the family. I don't know, Mu Qingjian has knowledge under the spring, and the father of the two of them has knowledge under the spring, how will he feel. There are many advantages to choosing to compete here, one is that the martial arts hall is big enough, and the other is that outsiders will not know about the ugly things of the Mu family today.

And the thin friendship on the surface of the pawnshop was ruthlessly torn apart by the two, and only the embarrassment and chill of the sword meeting remained. Mu Cangwu didn't have this kind of consciousness at all. When he heard Mu Yingshu agree to his request, he sneered in his heart, and sure enough, as the man said, second brother, second brother, you will obediently give up your position as the head of the family today. Thinking of this, the smile was even bigger, so he slapped his face.

A burly man came out of the black-robed crowd behind him, and the weapon in his hand --- a gold-wire ring knife was also oppressive. Curiously, the ring on the knife is red. The already solemn knife added a bit of murderous aura.

He held the knife, said nothing, lowered his head, and stood quietly in the martial arts hall, as if he was choosing an opponent.

On the other side, Mu Yingshu motioned with his gaze to one of his own descendant elders to come out of the battle, the elder was wearing a green robe, and the knife in his hand was long and short, the long one was no more than three feet, and the short one was just over two feet, and as soon as he appeared, it caused a heated discussion.

There is no doubt that he has some prestige in the Mu family. His name is Chi Xin. When he escorted the Mu family caravan out of the Chaisong Mountains, he was able to protect the convoy with the short knife in his hand, and later he was also able to save the little son of the Mu family.

"I didn't expect it to be him, Old Man Chi has not shown up for many years, and he is still in the Mu family. Mu Cangwu said with a smile.

Long knife to short knife. Odd against double.

This was not a fair duel, and the man in the black robe quickly put on a posture and rushed over. What he has to do is very simple, fight quickly, and not give the old man half a chance.

Chi Xin has been fighting in the rivers and lakes for a long time, how could he not know what that person thinks, in the face of the big knife that the black-robed man slashed straight over, he put the long and short knives together, and it seemed a little easy to block the big knife.

When it was close, it was a short encounter, Chi Xin didn't dare to hold it up, his hands did not lose his strength, and he kicked his thin feet forward, trying to take advantage of the momentum of the man's knees to hang upside down the ladder. If he could climb the ladder, he would be able to volley into the air, and when the time comes, a few strokes of the long and short knives will definitely leave a few scars on the man's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the black-robed man was not afraid, and the knife in both hands suddenly turned into a single-handed knife, and the empty left hand, with lightning speed, held Chi Xin's left foot fiercely in his hand, and then pulled it outward, causing Chi Xin's body to suddenly lose balance. He was unforgiving, and pushed the knife in his right hand to his right side, and pushed away Chi Xin's short knife, and then kicked his right foot forward violently, kicking Chi Xin away.

Under this blow, Chi Xin suffered a heavy blow to his abdomen and vomited a mouthful of blood.

After all, he is still old and lacks strength, if he is young, Chi Xin's left foot, which is taking advantage of the situation, will not only not be held, but will also kick the person's knee down a few points, making the person lose his balance first. Thinking of this, Chi Xin's hand holding the knife trembled a little, and the corners of his eyes were a little depressed. But he didn't want to give up, he planned to make one last attempt, gambling on the knife he had made famous with. He held his two knives horizontally in front of his chest, like a curved "one", and swooped forward.

The black-robed man smiled freely, obviously not taking Chi Xin in his eyes.

Chi Xin no longer held a defensive position, but took an offensive, in front of and behind his black robe, his left and right hands danced, the knife was extremely fast, but the knife was not heavy. The long knife in the black-robed man's hand was a little cramped at this time, and he couldn't use it at all, so he could only use the blade to block the three-foot long knife, and use his flexible body to dodge the two-foot-long short knife. Chi Xin's knife is not unpleasant, the black robe's reaction is definitely not slow, Rao is so, after a while, the left arm of the black robe, there are still knife marks on the chest, the knife marks are not deep, only a little clothes are cut, and the flesh is not hurt. The black robe's face finally had a little impatience.

At this moment, a clear cry came from behind Mu Cangwu.

"Abandon the knife and set it on fire. ”

After hearing this familiar voice, the person under the black robe chose to follow this advice without hesitation.

It is easy to understand the abandonment of the knife, but the meaning of setting the fire is unknown to others, but the black-robed man knows it very well.

So he decisively discarded the golden wire ring knife in his right hand, and let the man's long knife cut him, and his left hand was no longer defensive, but full of momentum, both hands clenched into fists, mixed with this hot fire, and smashed towards the face of the pair of swordsmen.

This is a kind of deadly fighting, just bet that the power of these fists is greater than the strength of those knives. Just bet that the knife man wouldn't dare to exchange injuries for injuries. Because he finally understood at this moment, and realized that he was still young, and Chi Xin was already very old, the older he was, the slower it was, and the more afraid he was of death. And the black-robed man has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he has obviously brushed shoulders with death many times, and he also believes that this time death will also favor him.

Sure enough, Chi Xin's knife slowed down, no longer to attack, from offense to defense, his reaction can be described as very fast. However, after all, he is old, and no matter how skilled his knife skills are, he can't withstand this natural reaction in the end. The older he gets, the more he spares his life, and after a while, he catches a flaw in the black-robed man. His knife chose to slash at the man's wrist, but leaned back.

The black robe didn't seem to expect the old man's reaction to die like this, and when the knife was no longer sharp, he tried in vain to attack and defend as one. He lifted his right foot heavily and kicked the old man's abdomen without mercy. Then the fire of both hands continued to attack, hitting the old man in both shoulders.

The knife in Chi Xin's hand flew out, and the people flew out too. The knife fell to the ground with a striking sound. The man fell to the ground, but he could not make a sound. Chi Xin's shoulders and clothes were all gone, as if they had been burned by fire. The muscles of his shoulders were red. If someone can touch it, they will see that the temperature on it is not low, and his meat is somewhat like it has been roasted.

The black robe won, the reason for winning is actually very simple, young people dare to gamble their lives, they can spare their lives, what else is there to fear. He and Chi Xin fought against more than a dozen moves, and they easily won.

"Old ghost, spare your life, but I'll take your knife. ”

Chi Xin was helped down by others, but he looked very unwilling and indignant from his eyes, could it be that the other party's exercises could not restrain him? Mu Yingshu didn't look at this old man, because he never spent effort to comfort people who had no use value. Mu Pengli only comforted him, and then instructed his subordinates to treat Chi Xin.

Mu Pengli stood up, looked at the black-robed crowd behind Mu Cangwu, and shouted, "Who is the one who pointed out, you might as well show up." ”

When Mu Cangwu heard this, he smiled, turned his head and said, "Since the fourth brother is interested in seeing it, I don't know if Mr. can come out and talk about it." ”

So from behind the crowd, a person came, he took off his black robe, revealing the appearance of a scholar, not yet at the age of confusion, with a scarf on his head, fair skin, and a slightly feminine temperament. He bowed from afar, looking extremely polite.

"Qingwu Valley Zhenji, meet Brother Pengli. ”

"Who is my question, it turned out to be a visit from the old people of Qingwu Valley. It's just that in the affairs of our Mu family, does Brother Zhenji also want to get involved?"

Xianji lowered his head and said: "This time, I had no intention of getting involved in the Mu family's infighting, but I had to do such a thing, Brother Pengli should not be surprised." ”

Qingwu Valley, far away in Zhongzhou, is extremely mysterious, and the distance is so far away, spanning thousands of miles. Its reputation is also mixed. Its name Qingwu is to take the meaning of cleaning up filth, but the valley owner is a ghost-faced man, his whereabouts are secretive, and he does things according to his own preferences, often indistinguishing between good and evil. Therefore, even if over the years, it has taken in many people with bad conduct in order to restrain them and prevent them from causing trouble to the rivers and lakes, but this practice has also caused a lot of criticism in the rivers and lakes. Someone once said that Qingwu Valley is actually a place to hide dirt and dirt, and no one knows what the specific situation is, because if you can enter Qingwu Valley, you must be a person from Qingwu Valley. Once you dare to come out without permission, it can only be a corpse, or the bones are gone, and it will disappear completely.

Mu Pengli thought about this, and had to admire Mu Cangwu's handwriting, he was able to make a deal with Qingwu Valley, and the price was not small.

Seeing that the eldest brother Mu Cangwu was determined to win the position of the head of the family, Mu Pengli's heart gradually rose, and he asked the celebrity judge: "Then under this black robe, is the person who comes from the giant sword Sui Gu, or is it the roadblock Gou Lin?"

"What kind of giant sword Sui Bone, and that Dumb Tiger, are so powerful? These two are just the defeated generals of Uncle Ben's men. The black-robed man said arrogantly, belittling the two of Mu Pengli together.

Xianji is helpless against this big man's approach, the big man's strength is not bad, but he is naturally rampant, and his temper can only be faintly suppressed by Sui Gu. If he is really afraid, I am afraid that the only one he has met is the valley lord, whom he has met once. The giant sword Sui Gu fought with him, and both were defeated. And the roadblock Gou Lin is even more unwilling to face this madman, and respects him, because he doesn't want to hand over his life and gamble against a madman. Moreover, his reputation in the rivers and lakes is not small.

"But defeating an old man, it's so rampant, if you compete again, do you want to go to the sky and indulge in it? Please register your name. A young swordsman under Mu Pengli said. The swordsman slowly walked into the entrance, he was dressed in white, holding a long sword, he looked quite extraordinary, he was better than the restrained temperament, and there seemed to be a sense of pride in his body.

Hearing this, the black robe laughed angrily, grabbed the big knife on the ground, and waved the big knife a few times with his right hand, the big ring clankled in the air, and the shape of the knife seemed to become a little distorted.

"Little doll, the name of the uncle, you will naturally know. Now I just hope you don't let me down. Otherwise, I would have killed you. ”

The swordsman slowly drew his long sword, and slashed forward with his dark luck. The sword is heavy and dexterous, and the sword is heavy and slashing, so he only seeks sword moves to defeat the enemy.

When he approached quickly, the black-robed man was already impatient, the knife was so fast that he couldn't see the shape of the knife clearly, and the shadow of the knife slashed towards the long sword.

When the long sword and the broadsword met, the swordsman expected that his strength would not wait, so he did not use enough strength, but dipped the knife and left, like a dragonfly dotting water. The sword is dexterous, like a swallow looping, and between each contact, it does not plunge headlong, but flirts with its wings.

The knife man looked extremely aggrieved, because at the end of his strength, he slashed into the air. And his own strength was swallowed by the filaments, and there was no effect of splitting Huashan at all. This swordsman unloaded his sword with his sword, and there were faint signs of driving the trend of the golden wire ring knife. He didn't want to wait a moment. The left hand became a claw, and when the big ring knife broke free of the long sword, it threw itself into the swordsman's eyes.

The swordsman had been wary of the swordsman's hands, and he seemed to anticipate this, so he shook his hands into fists and chose to fight the man. But just as his hand was about to touch the claw, a wave of heat rushed over his hand. He fell for it.

It turned out that the reason why the knife shape was distorted was because the big man urged his own exercises, not how fast the knife technique was. The swordsman thought that the big man specialized in swordsmanship, but he never thought that the big man's claw skills were the killer moves.

The big man was unforgiving, and tightly clamped the claw of his left hand to the swordsman's hand, and then hit his knee, and the knife in his right hand protruded, that is, it slashed towards the young man's waist.

Everyone in the audience exclaimed, and some even closed their eyes, unable to bear to look at the young man's corpse. Mu Pengli reminded: "Floating sword, jaw piercing." ”

When the swordsman heard this, he threw himself into the arms of the big man, and then bent his left foot on his knees, intending to hold the fierce sword in the air. The tip of the sword in the right hand suddenly pointed upwards and stabbed towards the jaw of the big man, if this sword succeeded, it would stab the big man to death, without any mercy from his subordinates. And he himself may die at the hands of the big man, so like what the black-robed man did just now, he is also gambling.

The corner of the big man's mouth curled up with a smile, and the claw of his left hand suddenly released in the process of pulling down, and he clenched his fist again, facing the swordsman's chest that let go of the door, he didn't think much about it, just smashed it down with a punch.

The swordsman's sword saw blood, but there was no blood on the swordsman's knife, but the swordsman was more seriously injured, because the swordsman's knife was just a cover-up, and he had always been good at fists and feet. That punch went down, and the swordsman was hit solidly. The black-robed man had obviously taken advantage, but he was not satisfied, because there was a shallow sword mark on his shoulder, which reminded him of those unpleasant, or extremely painful times.

He was completely angry and no longer hid his strength. There was a faint wave of qi on the two huge hands, which was the embodiment of the practice of the exercises. Like an angry bull, he lowered his proud head, his eyes were slightly red, and he clenched his hands into fists and placed them on his knees, like the strength of a bull wrestling, and he wanted to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

The black-clothed swordsman didn't use swords, and his blood and energy were beyond the swordsman's imagination.