Seeing that the man's two huge hands faintly flashed with a wave of anger, the black-clothed swordsman, no, this person is not a swordsman. The vigor of his blood and qi surprised Mu Pengli very much. Mu Pengli thought that if he continued to fight like this, the swordsman he had cultivated with great difficulty would probably die before he could get out of school.

So Mu Pengli hurriedly said for the swordsman on the side: "Enough, we admit defeat in this game." ”

The black-robed man turned a deaf ear, his feet did not stop, and his right hand punched like the swordsman in the face, and he wanted to vent his anger. So the fist in his hand also hit like a storm.

After the fight just now, the swordsman's qi and blood were no longer smooth, and the sword in his hand was slightly erected, but he couldn't stop the sudden attack. His sword swung up, and then it shattered. He put his hands on his feet, and the bones of his hands were shattered.

This time, in just a moment, the big man was like a beast out of the slaughter, fully showing his claws and tearing apart the prey in front of him.

Just when the swordsman thought that his life was not guaranteed, a gentle voice sounded at the right time: "Enough, stop, pay attention to proportion." ”

Dahan continued to throw a few punches, and only then did he stop by shaking the swordsman away with one palm. He carefully licked the blood on his hands, and after tasting it, he looked extremely excited.

Mu Pengli hurriedly called someone to save the swordsman, this is a good seedling who practices swordsmanship, he never thought that he would meet such a strange person today and be so defeated. I just hope that there will be no psychological shadow left in the future.

"It seems that the black-robed man is really from Qingwu Valley. He said with a deep frown.

Juan Ji looked quite personable and said, "Yes, Brother Pengli, it's really a coincidence." ”

Mu Pengli originally thought that as long as the person who came was not from Qingwu Valley, the swordsman under him would at least strive for a victory. But that's how unfortunate it is.

Xianji also saw the extraordinaryness of this swordsman, and did not forget to smile and praise: "Brother Pengli is really extraordinary, in my opinion, this little brother can have such attainments in only four years of sword practice, and in the future, the Mu family will produce another kendo master." ”

Mu Pengli smiled slightly, looking extremely bitter. Heroes are judged by success or failure, and now that they have failed, what's the point of being extraordinary.

The black-robed man said with great disdain: "What kind of kendo master, there is an egg." How did your Mu family clean out some wine bags and rice bags. ”

These words offended both parties.

Mu Pengli looked at Mu Yingshu quietly, Mu Yingshu pursed her lips and said, "Fourth brother, you should step aside, this person should be on the list." I think it's very likely to be someone on the list. If you really want to say it, it is estimated that the strength is not much different from that of the giant sword Sui Gu of Qingwu Valley......"

"That's right, if Sui Gu is there, his sword technique, I'm afraid that the two people we excluded will be killed. Mu Pengli echoed.

Who knows, the two of them were so excited, and the man in black was really unwilling and showed his flaws.

"Sui Gu is a ball, and sooner or later Lao Tzu will hit him all over the ground looking for teeth. The black-robed man listened to the discussion between the two, and couldn't help but take off his black hat, and the scars on his face were all over the place, revealing his fierce aura.

He swung his long knife, and a scar appeared on the ground. Mu Pengli understood that this was caused by the sword qi. The knife marks are estimated to be an inch into the ground.

"Remember, Uncle Fuyao is on the list, ranking seventeenth, and the flames are monstrous. ”

There are people in the Fuyao list, and after only two battles, who in the Mu family can fight. Who dares to fight.

The horizontal knife is immediate, and the flames are so monstrous, and they are arrogant.

But fortunately, because of the rules, the next flame monstrous can't be played, and he is gone.

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Mu Yiya and Xu Yongzheng naturally rushed to Mu's house in a hurry, but there was a slight accident on the road, and they finally ran into a carriage, and Mu Yiya got into the car directly after asking about the price. She has never paid much attention to these small aspects, but the coachman is a dead brain, so she has to collect the deposit first. Have you ever seen a dignified young lady of a family with broken silver on her body? Even if there is, after experiencing a robbery, how can there be? So, Xu Yongzheng had to pull down his face to bargain, which made the coachman disgusted and disdainful for a while. In the end, the coachman reluctantly agreed to come down because it was not easy for the down-and-out swordsman to abduct and sell Miss Liangjia, and as for the money, it was naturally Xu Yongzheng. In the end, the coachman muttered softly, how did he fall in love with such a stingy and not handsome swordsman.

After being despised by the coachman, Xu Yongzheng quickly calmed down, leaned close to the carriage, closed his eyes and concentrated, seemingly indifferent to the reaction of the coachman and Miss Mu, but in fact, his heart was slightly turbulent. Because with his cultivation, at such a distance, he didn't need to open his eyes to feel Mu Yiya's scrutiny and curious gaze. And when he opened his eyes and saw the cheeks of the heroic woman in purple, he found that she didn't mean to evade. After a while, Mu Yiya stared at Xu Yongzheng's eyes, and asked, "Xu Yongzheng, who is your master?" ”

I have to say that Mu Yiya is indeed a disciple of the family, and her performance is atmospheric enough. At this moment, it was obvious that she was looking at others with her eyes, but she still looked so bright, so the result was that Xu Yongzheng was a little embarrassed. As a young man who has just entered the rivers and lakes, he has never experienced such a baptism of gaze, and this is still from a heroic young lady. He lowered his head seemingly casually, stroked the giant sword placed on his lap, and replied softly, "You can say no, you can also say that there is." ”

Mu Yiya let out a laugh like a silver bell, and said with a playful look in her eyes: "You are really interesting to speak, what does it mean to say no, you can say yes, could it be that you are an unborn martial arts wizard, relying on self-taught?"

Xu Yongzheng scratched his head and said in a low voice: "Actually, there is still a sword duel, and then I figured it out by myself." ”

The two stopped talking like this, Xu Yongzheng was more like a woman and shy, and Miss Mu stopped joking. After rushing all the way, I finally arrived.

Mu Yiya found many carriages parked in front of Mu Mansion, and knew that something was wrong. She grabbed the next person and asked, and then took Xu Yongzheng straight to the Mufu Yanwu Hall.

As soon as he walked into the Yanwu Hall, Mu Pengli saw this familiar figure, the smile on his face bloomed, his baby daughter seemed to be fine, except for her messy hair, some looked haggard, these are nothing compared to life.

Mu Yiya walked in front of Mu Pengli, put on a young lady's demeanor, and greeted Mu Pengli. Mu Pengli was calm on the surface, and then smiled at Mu Yiya and said, "It's okay, it's okay to come back." ”

Mu Yingshu, the head of the family, only nodded, so that Mu Yiya didn't have to be polite.

Mu Pengli briefly explained the current situation to Mu Yiya, and Mu Yiya couldn't help but be shocked when she heard the sixth uncle's murder and the uncle's deeds. It seems that I guessed correctly.

There are a thousand words between father and daughter, but here and now is not suitable for talking more. And when Liang Xiong walked in, Mu Yiya and Mu Pengli were a little surprised.

In the Mu family, everyone may know that Liang Xiong is a person with a story, but there are not many people in the Mu family who know his specific story. Mu Chengze is one of them.

For Liang Xiong, it was not difficult to be on the martial arts evaluation when he was young. Even after years of depravity, being able to appear on the martial arts review again recently did not make him proud at all. His talent is extremely high, and the martial arts reviews of the year once said that ten years later, the free list can be expected. Compared with the Fuyao List, the Carefree List is more demanding and more convincing, because the Carefree List only takes the thirty-six heroes and heroes in the world. However, Liang Xiong never told others the real reason for his downfall. In fact, this is his inner demon. Even if he was drunk in a dream at night, he could still remember the nightmare, and it was still there, so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe.

If you can't get to the attic, I'll be haunted for the rest of your life, and I'll destroy your name and your gun.

Such a so-called father said the words. His heart is cold, his heart is cold, and he has no feelings at all.

And that demon became a demonic obstacle, and he could not give up his life, nor his thoughts and hatred, nor could he kill the man who caused all the sins.

Only after repaying the kindness of nurturing can you take revenge, so that you can have a clear conscience.

This is his gun way, with clear grievances and straight points.

So he has an arc in the blade and a straight barrel.

Liang Xiong said two words to Mu Cangwu, and he was about to come out to fight. Mu Cangwu didn't expect Liang Xiong's initiative. But Mu Liangwu nodded to indicate that Liang Xiong could be trusted. Mu Cangwu was also happy to accept Liang Xiong's surrender.

In this end, Liang Xiong went into battle, holding a blood-red spear in his hand. Xu Yongzheng fixed his eyes and saw his blood spear today, he saw it for the first time, but he was not surprised by the killing aura of the blood spear, the last time he fought with Liang Xiong, he vaguely felt that Liang Xiong's artistic conception was not fully played, and he lacked a vital thing, today he finally understood that it was this murderous aura and this evil spirit. Only such a gun can carry such moves and fully exert the power of that gun.

"That swordsman, do you dare to fight?" Liang Xiong shouted at Mu Yingshu with a gun. It's not a fight, it's an invitation.

Since Xu Yongzheng's last competition, he has consciously improved his artistic conception, and he has made progress faster than figuring it out alone. In addition, Liang Xiong invited him to duel at this time, and he was also happy to meet Liang Xiong with all his strength.

Xu Yongzheng, if you can't even defeat Liang Xiong, who has been silent for 20 years, how can you be sure of those things in the future, and how can those promises be realized. You must not forget. Xu Yongzheng said to himself secretly.

One has a turbid heart and asks for other things, so he is murderous.

One is sincere, just for the duel, so he is sharp.

Xu Yongzheng looked at Miss Mu and looked like an inquiry. Mu Yiya turned her head to look at the head of the family and her father, and said, "Let him go, in the broken temple, it was Xu Yongzheng who saved me, and he had a draw with Liang Xiong last time." ”

Mu Yingshu and Mu Pengli were embarrassed that no one could fight against Liang Xiong, and at this time, Liang Xiong invited the swordsmen to duel, and they were still confused. Where did the Mu family get other outstanding swordsmen?And Mu Yiya quickly solved this problem. The two brothers knew that Mu Yiya was the real family member and would not talk nonsense in front of this kind of major right and wrong, so they were happy to agree.

Therefore, in the surprise and eyes of many people, Xu Yongzheng appeared in green clothes and carrying his giant sword. It looks a little funny to others, but in Mu Yiya's eyes, it is very brave.

"I'm glad you took out your weapon, and I'll show all my strength too. Xu Yongzheng took off his giant sword and said.

The corners of Liang Xiong's mouth raised slightly, and then he said calmly: "The name of the gun is fatal, it weighs twenty-four catties, drinks thousands of blood, has a bloody blade and a silver body, and you will see blood when you come out." ”

Xu Yongzheng also learned the same way, and said seriously: "The sword is nameless, I don't know the weight, and there is no trace of blood." ”

Liang Xiong smiled knowingly, admiring the young man's straightforwardness. But appreciation doesn't mean mercy. He stared at the gun, and the man and the gun gradually became one. The aura of the gun made him look not sluggish, but ruthless, like a murderous executioner. In an instant, he also found the familiar sense of killing.

When the Deadly Blood Spear first touched the Greatsword, the Greatsword exploded with a string of gold and stone crashes.

Xu Yongzheng understood that this was caused by Liang Xiong's excessive energy.

Liang Xiong's fighting spirit is at its peak now, and he obviously doesn't intend to let go of such a good opportunity. At first, the blade of his spear was a churning arc, which grew larger and larger, like the open jaws of a beast. Xu Yongzheng could only bravely swing the giant sword to resist, very passive.

Later, the body of Liang Xiong's silver spear gradually bent and turned into a large arc, which reflected each other with the small arc of the blade, exuding a beautiful aura that made people involuntarily want to touch it. This beauty is deadly.

Xu Yongzheng didn't know that this was Liang Xiong's natal marksmanship, but the voice in his heart told him that this kind of marksmanship would not stop, it would only become stronger and stronger, because it was about to come into contact with the point of borrowing power with potential, where would this kind of gunpower be exhausted, and how long would this power last.

He didn't know the bottom in his heart, but he didn't plan to hesitate, he injected his strength into the giant sword in his hand, and slashed towards the red whirlpool, if you are a wind hole, I will cut off your wind outlet. If you are a whirlpool, I can only use my sword as a stone and block it completely. That's what he thinks. Simple, yet effective.

Liang Xiong showed a contemptuous smile, the mystery of his life-killing gun was far more than just an arc, he followed the direction of Xu Yongzheng's chopping and hung up, and after unloading a little bit of the strength like a boulder, there was a faint tendency to suck Xu Yongzheng's figure into the whirlpool.

Liang Xiong continued to wield his spear, the big arc turned into a small arc, and the small arc played a big arc, in which the energy was transformed, Xu Yongzheng's giant sword slashed, and the spear was clashed to the ground again and again. He conveyed the feeling in his hand through his giant sword, and finally knew the subtlety of Liang Xiong's marksmanship. With such marksmanship, even if he read many swordsmanship formulas, he had to be amazed by it.

Suddenly, Liang Xiong swept the spear and swept out, swinging the giant sword in Xu Yongzheng's hand in a subtle arc, but Xu Yongzheng's body was swung out of a large arc in the air. Xu Yongzheng hurriedly adjusted his body shape and landed. Liang Xiong's spear was withdrawn slightly, taking advantage of Xu Yongzheng's unstable position, the spear's strength reached the end, and he stabbed Xu Yongzheng with an arrow step, extremely fast. Xu Yongzheng hurriedly changed his right hand to his left hand, and returned with the sword upside down, the giant sword defended, but the power of the spear passed through the giant sword and went straight to Xu Yongzheng's body.

Liang Xiong withdrew the killing gun, gently pulled a spear flower, looked at Xu Yongzheng, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "It seems that your sword is even more amazing than your words." Could it be that this is all the strength you are talking about?"

Xu Yongzheng's face was expressionless. Thinking about this in his heart, he was already passive, and then he had to turn passive into active.

Liang Xiong turned his head and continued: "Originally, I planned to use the blood of the Chai Song thief to sacrifice my blood spear, but you can't, after all, your blood is not as warm as I want, you are still young, and you still need to sharpen it for a few years." Only those who are on the list are qualified to fight with me. ”

The corners of Xu Yongzheng's mouth curled, his left hand gently brushed the sword body, and the blackened sword body suddenly flashed with a strange light. Gently picked up the giant sword in his right hand, and there was a slight sound from the sword, as if it was avenging the grievances of the master. A white mist gradually rose behind him, and his figure became more and more blurred. His sword was also getting more and more blurred. The only thing that was clearer was his sword marks. Left wave, right flick. Swing and flirt, cross each other, and connect with each other. It's like a seal seal, and it's like a different warning along the way.

He paddled in this way, and constant repetition meant proficiency and determination.

He finally used his artistic conception, unlike the day when the temple was broken, he was very resolute and honest today.

There is a saying in the sword dictionary that only those with great perseverance can use the sword to break the river.

"Sword intent, cut off the river. ”

The deadly gun in his hand, the blade of the gun turned red to white.

He doesn't have to draw a gun in an arc anymore. Instead, draw circles with guns. A circle is more complete than an arc, more perfect, and simpler at the same time.

The gun was constantly rubbing against the air, as if it were rubbing something against the flint. The body of the spear turned into an iron tree, constantly rubbing sparks against the flint. The sparks shone white, scorching hot and deadly.

Seeing the change in Liang Xiong's spear, Mu Pengli was surprised and said: "Tieshu Yinhua is actually like this? I didn't expect Liang Xiong's rumors back then to be true." ”

Mu Yiya was a little worried about the situation on the field, because the white mist blurred her line of sight, she couldn't see Xu Yongzheng's figure on the other side, and suddenly heard her father speak, she said softly: "This is Liang Xiong's artistic conception, are there any allusions back then?"

Mu Pengli carefully explained: "Liang Xiong stayed in the Jiang family for a period of time, and watched the Qing Emperor's enlightenment stone and hammer the stone with a gun, and he was angry, but he unexpectedly realized the iron tree and silver flowers, and the flower shadows were scattered. As a result, there is an expectation that you can enter the free list. ”

Mu Yiya also heard such a secret for the first time, and became more and more worried, "Xu Yongzheng should be fine." ”

"This kind of artistic conception competition is only controlled by themselves, but the artistic conception of this swordsman is also quite good. When he started to do it, I had the illusion of being wet by the river. The young man is terrifying, this kind of talent, if it can be used by my Mu family, it would be good. Mu Pengli sighed softly.

Two tremors and an exclamation were heard in the main hall.

The mist dissipated slightly, and the silver flowers fell to the ground, only to see the figures of the two people.

Xu Yongzheng pressed his chest with one hand and held the giant sword tightly with the other, without suspicion of slackness. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

And Liang Xiong seems to be much more freehand, he holds a gun and points to the ground, and after taking it with one hand, he doesn't seem to be hurt at all.

Mu Cangwu found that Liang Xiong's left hand was also stained red with blood, and it seemed that the wound was still oozing blood.

The demons in his heart are not gone, and Liang Xiong's spear, who has no artistic conception, is still sharp, and his strength is still strong, and he is still victorious today.

This is the cruelty of the rivers and lakes.