"Martial idiot senior, the sword is not old." Looking at the immortal wind bones and the martial idiot with extraordinary bearing, Mu Yu couldn't help but admire.

As a senior Taoist friend, even if it is a character like a martial idiot who has not written much in the original play and exists in his memories, Mu Yu's allusions to him are also like a treasure, the defeat of the evil emperor in the South China Sea in the third war, and the god of war in the martial idiot. The legacy of martial arts idiots has created a group of characters who shine in the Nine Emperors series, including Shu Daoxing, Xiao Zhongjian, Mu Liuchen, Onmyoji, Tianji and other classic characters. For such a character, Mu Yu just wants to say one sentence - strong, invincible!

"That person, who claims to be silent, has extraordinary strength and bearing, do you have any clue about it?" Wu Idiot frowned slightly and said, the strong man whose origin and meaning are unknown makes Wu Idiot a little worried.

"Could it be Emperor Xi?" Mu Shaoai frowned and said, when it comes to the emperor, the first thing that comes to the pharmacist's mind is the Emperor of Daxi, the mediocre and inactive puppet of the Three Sects, at least, in Kyushu for so long, Mu Shaoai has not heard of any outstanding features of this Emperor Xi's succession.

"It's not." Mu Yu shook his head, "According to the information, in order to restrict the royal family, the three sects are unable to practice martial arts, and the person who claims to be Emperor Fu has good strength, it shouldn't be him." ”

"This matter can only be investigated again." Gongsun Yue slowly shook her fan and said, "Let's rest here for a while, and wait for the meeting." ”

"Okay."

Just when the ten moves were finalized and Emperor Fu retreated, the battle situation of the three parties in the forest began to change at this moment.

Feeling the constant shocks not far away, Yue Jiaozi's feather fan shook gently, knowing that the battle situation had changed, and entanglement was useless, and the intention of withdrawing troops was born in his heart.

On the other side, the Red King, the ghost in his hand slashed the red blood again and again, not allowing the ghost to have the slightest chance to breathe, one move and one style, showing the domineering posture of the emperor.

On the other side, the wind is pleading, the lonely night, the two sides are competing, and they are gradually entering the endgame. Dugu Ye's face was crazy, fighting for his life with swords and swords, desperate for his life. The wind song took one step at a time, without a vain stroke, and the wind sword shook the crazy sword.

"When"

The sparks shot out, the double swords trembled, Dugu Ye didn't take half a step back, roared wildly, the body urged, the crazy breath was suppressed, and then it slammed into the wind song.

"Not bad" curled the wind and curled his eyes slightly, his hand was released, the sword swirled, and turned into a sky-high streamer falling from the sky.

With a bang, the red waves swung out, shaking back Dugu Ye for dozens of steps, and at the same time, the corners of the crazy swordsman's mouth were red, and he knelt on one knee, but it was difficult to hold on.

At this moment, outside the battle situation, a sword crossed the air, and the dazzling sword suddenly broke through the formation of the besieging sword non-dao, and the strange demon bend bore the brunt of it, and suddenly flew out upside down. Subsequently, but in the forest, one person and one knife, steadily stepping, accompanied by Lang Langshi, appeared in front of everyone.

"Howling leads the nine heavens to rise up, the sword and frost of the heaven and the earth are sorrowful, and the Pengyi covers the ancient and modern, and the sword and the road of Shu are on the road." The way of chivalry, the knife of chivalry, the sword of chivalry, the way of chivalry, the edge of the hand according to the way of chivalry, the edge of the more arrogant.

But see, the knife came out again, and the edge appeared, "Kill with a knife!" ”

The chivalrous knife is present, the air waves are open, and the knife is killed, an ordinary move, but even the more arrogant people can't help but feel pressure.

"Senluo Ghost Dragon Slash!" But seeing people taking strange steps, the scene of the forest prison reappeared, the ghost dragon gathered, hovering and flying, and after a blink of an eye, it fell at a rapid speed, but it was equally divided.

Then Yue Jiaozi successively forced the ghost Fang Chi Ming, Jian Fei Dao, and Bang Feng Qu to retreat from the three of them, and then showed the black hole transfer ability, and after the clouds and smoke, the Dark Sect had disappeared without a trace.

"Damn, they escaped." Jian Feidao sighed with a sigh behind his back, and sighed helplessly.

"It doesn't matter." Ghost Fang Chi ordered to retract the knife and said, "This time their losses are not small. ”

Then, King Chi's gaze turned to Shu Daoxing, "I don't know, who is Your Excellency?" ”

"Xia Dao Shu Daoxing."

"It turned out to be a descendant of a martial idiot, a chivalrous sword, fortunately." Compared with the doubts of the Red King, Jian Feidao has heard of the name of the chivalrous sword, but he has never seen his face.

"I've heard of the name of the sword, and I'm glad to know it." Shu Daoxing nodded, he was not a person who talked much, so the scene suddenly became quiet, "Let's go and make peace with Mu Yu and the others first, the Lord of the Sealed Sword Pagoda is injured and needs to be treated by a pharmacist." ”

"Well, let's go." Ghost Fang Chiming nodded, and his eyes fell on Shu Daoxing's sword, "Shu Daoxing, your knife is not bad, if you have a chance, try it?" ”

"Luck with a sword." Shu Daoxing's voice was still unhurried, but the blazing gaze in his eyes was undisguised, after all, he was also a "martial idiot".

In the forest, guns, bows, double strong blood feuds, the place of the decisive battle, is already a mess, the broken willow bow, the only remaining bow bearer, fell to the ground, on the face, can not see whether it is resentment, hatred, sadness, or joy.

"Well, it looks like we're still late." Mu Liuchen sighed helplessly, and the two slowly came to the corpse of the drunken Gufu.

"I didn't see the figure of Long Yaoli that Mu Yu said at the scene, it seems that he left." Xiao Zhongjian squinted slightly, and the cold sword intent spread slightly.

Worried that the drunken Gufu would lose, and at the same time, in order to be able to leave Long Yaoli and avenge Xiao Nanguan, the fate of the world and others, Mu Yu deliberately asked Xiao Zhongjian and Mu Liuchen to go to the decisive battle between Zuigufu and Long Yaoli together, but they didn't expect that they were still a step too late in the end.

"Alas, the night is quiet and dreaming, and the moon is blowing the clouds and making the willows. Remembering the wine all over the sky, why worry about going to the bow carving. Let's bring it back first. ”

"Hmm."

At this moment, in the air, a blue feather fell, and the light madness poem echoed in the forest, and Mu Liuchen's face also had some subtle changes.

"There is nothing I can't do, there is no mystery that I can't solve, nothing I can't do for the benefit, and no battle that I can't win." Si Wujun stepped lightly on the branches, holding a wooden box in his hand, and looked at the two of them condescendingly, "It's been a long time, Mu Liuchen, it's really an unexpected joy." ”

"Ha, Siwujun, I'll see you." Mu Liuchen smiled slightly, "Xiao Zhongjian, I'm sorry that you will be drunk now, and I will come back after getting together with Si Wujun." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Zhongjian's gaze drifted between the two, he didn't have much of a good impression of Mu Liuchen, and Si Wujun was also a careerist, so he really had to be suspicious.

"Friends have been absent for a long time, I have something to say, why worry about the remnants of the empty valley?" Si Wujun said lightly, "Of course, if Your Excellency is interested, Si Wujun will also be stingy with wine, please." ”

"Ha, I don't have to." Xiao Zhongjian glanced at Mu Liuchen meaningfully, carried the body of the drunken Gufu on his back, and disappeared into the forest.

"Next, it's just the two of us, Siwujun." Mu Liuchen smiled slightly, "Friend, I got what you wanted but didn't leave, I deliberately stayed and waited for Yuntao's dream pen, I want to come, is there a big deal?" ”