Zhu Yeqing's sword style was very stable, and his speed was also very amazing, but in this raid, his earth-shattering stab was blocked by Mu Yi's stick.

Mu Yi's stick seemed to have eyes, and at the same time as the bamboo leaf Qinghe sword, it had already stopped the other party's way out of the sword.

The weapons of the two collided again, Mu Yi took a step back, and Zhu Yeqing also took a step back.

"How is that possible? How can you react so fast? Zhu Yeqing asked in surprise, but he quickly reacted, "No, as a person in the rivers and lakes ten years ago, you should have seen the swordsmanship of the Red Cloud Valley in the Western Regions that had withdrawn from the Central Plains Martial Arts!" ”

Mu Yi replied with a smile: "The lotus root is broken, the sky is full of stars and rain and a thousand snake swords, this is someone else's secret, it seems that you are a nonsense." ”

"You think too much about this, my swordsmanship was taught by my wife." Zhu Yeqing said that the movements in his hand did not slow down at all, only to see his long sword shake again, and for a while, the fragments of the sword blade flew in the room!

However, when the other party moved, Mu Yi also moved, and a series of clanging sounds appeared in the house, like dense rain knocking on the window and falling on the jade plate.

The opponent's Thousand Snake Sword was divided into forty-nine fragments, and at this moment, Mu Yi also stabbed out seven seven forty-nine "swords", each of which was stabbed on a piece of the broken sword of the Thousand Snake Sword.

The Thousand Snake Sword was like a seven-inch snake, and it softened in an instant, like a long silver whip, and Mu Yi's stick body had already wrapped up the tip of the whip.

Zhu Yeqing's face changed, he turned his body and flew directly into the air, the whip had already come out of the rod with the rotation of his body, only to hear a click, and then synthesized a sword in his hand.

However, Mu Yike, who knew the number of the other party's paths, didn't talk nonsense, and went directly with a stick and started his own attack!

He knows very well that although the Thousand Snake Sword is a very strong Qimen weapon, there is a big problem, the Qimen weapon is heavy on the word "Qi", when the other party knows your way, Qi is no longer a characteristic and a weakness.

Because although Qimen weapons are very strong, they all have an inherent shortcoming - fragility! The more bells and whistles of the same texture, the more hardness and strength of the same texture will decrease slightly, which is not visible in ordinary times, but it is very obvious when it is hard.

Masters compete, the victory or defeat can often be decided in one move, but this decisive move is not necessarily the first move, it is likely to be dozens of moves, hundreds of moves.

And Mu Yi and Zhu Yeqing are naturally also masters, the collision between the two is not like the third young master and Hua Shaokun attacking and defending, and the disadvantages of Zhu Yeqing's weapons are quickly presented in the fierce confrontation.

The ordinary stick must not be able to stop the cutting of the sword, but Mu Yi's stick is not ordinary, not to mention the hardness of the iron and wood of the stick body, the gold hoop at both ends is a hard alloy, this golden snake sword cannot destroy this weapon at all, so in the collision, Zhu Yeqing naturally fell to the downwind.

However, his sword style is not only the Thousand Snake Sword, and when he found that the bells and whistles were no longer effective, he gave up this style of play and used a set of spicy and weird assassination swordsmanship instead.

This set of swordsmanship is like the kiss of death of the poisonous snake Zhu Yeqing, even if Mu Yi tried every means to prevent it, he was still bitten himself, and three bloody wounds of different depths appeared on his body.

Naturally, Zhu Yeqing was also unhappy, while his sword blade slashed on Mu Yi's body, Mu Yi's stick blow also fell on his body, and the powerful stick hit also made him vomit blood several times, and the two had a draw.

However, with Mu Yi's change of moves, everything was different, and when the injuries of the two gradually deepened, Mu Yi also changed his moves for the first time, only to see his long stick horizontal, and a terrible murderous aura condensed on the tip of his stick.

Zhu Yeqing's face on the opposite side changed suddenly, and he muttered, "I didn't expect you to hide a hand!" After sighing, he hurriedly mentioned the remaining internal strength and prepared to fight with Mu Yi, after all, when it came to this part, it would not work if he didn't fight to the death.

However, things didn't seem to be developing as the two of them thought, and at the same time as Zhu Yeqing's sword was just stabbed, Mu Yi's long stick slashed, cutting out a blood-colored match.

At this time, a sudden change occurred! Because I don't know when, the wind started!

Zhu Yeqing is still sprinting forward, and he can only fight hard if he wants to win!

And Mu Yi also shot mercilessly, because he knew that if he didn't hurry up, he wouldn't have a chance! That person is definitely not something he can deal with! But didn't Mao Yiyun go to see her, could it be that he had... Mu Yi didn't dare to think about it, because distraction would dull his reactions.

Just as the two were about to collide, another gust of wind blew, but this time the wind suddenly became very cold, cold to the bone.

A light figure swooped in, and it seemed that the last time the two of them made a move, her man and sword had begun to move, a very slow, very graceful movement, as natural as the wind.

But when the wind blows, who can resist it? And who knows where the wind blows? Her sword had stabbed out slowly, slowly. It was stabbed out of the most incredible part, and suddenly there was the most incredible change when it was stabbed.

This sword stopped Zhu Yeqing's full stab, and Zhu Yeqing only felt a soft force erupt from in front of him, and then he was sent several zhang away, flying directly to the screen in the corner, but when he hit the screen, the screen didn't shake in the slightest!

At the same time, the still gentle blade blocked Mu Yi's blood-filled slash, which should have been an earth-shattering collision, but when Mu Yi smashed the tip of the sword blade with earth-shattering blood, it didn't make any waves.

The sword-wielding hand did not fluctuate at all, and the long sword in his hand still stopped there, as if the long stick he had just hit was as light as a goose feather, without any strength.

But the remaining three people in the field were not sharp-eyed, it was not that Mu Yi's strength was too weak just now, but that the other party directly resisted Mu Yi's attack.

Mu Yi sighed and silently retreated, and after retreating three steps, he bowed and saluted: "I have seen the head of the Murong family." ”

Mu Yi's eyes widened when the other party made a move, and there was really a little flaw in the other party's swordsmanship change as before. Just as when a strong wind sweeps away the earth, is there no way to miss something? But when the wind blows, who can notice these places?

"Your eyesight is good, Nie Xiaoyou, this time I didn't slow down twenty-four times." Murong Qiudi looked at Mu Yi with a shallow smile.

The corners of Mu Yi's mouth flashed with a wry smile: "Yes, it's not twenty-four times, but it's still four times slower." "At this time, Mu Yi finally understood the gap between the two sides, how could Murong Qiudi, the leader of Tianzun, not be a second-order existence?

"I'm curious, why didn't you ask Mr. Mao about it." Murong Qiudi looked at Mu Yi who was smiling bitterly.

"The life and death of people in the rivers and lakes of my generation are fateful, and I will not stop his own choice, and since you are here, then his fate will definitely not be good." Mu Yi smiled bitterly.

Hua Shaokun was shocked and said, "I didn't expect that Miss Murong of Qixingtang had also learned the Xie family's swordsmanship..."

He didn't finish his words, because at the same time as he said the Xie family's swordsmanship, a breeze blew through his neck, and a deep bone-visible blood mark appeared on his neck.

Hua Shaokun touched his neck with a shocked face, and then fell down unwillingly.

"The more you know, the faster you'll die." Zhu Yeqing sneered and got up from the ground, and after saluting Murong Qiudi, he said respectfully, "What should Tianzun do with this corpse?" ”

"Throw it next to the third young master's sword, isn't it his wish to guard that sword." Murong Qiudi waved her hand casually, and just now Murong Qiudi didn't look back at all, and her eyes kept staring at Mu Yi!

Zhu Yeqing listened to the order and left here with the corpse, not one corpse, but two, and the tall and thin man who was holding the two corpses seemed very relaxed, which showed the strength of the other party.

And Murong Qiudi sat directly on the table over the bloodstains on the ground after the other party left, and after sitting down, he didn't forget to make a gesture of please: "Come and sit down, I want to see how much you've learned." ”

"Then I might as well be respectful." Mu Yi sat down with a smile, and the position he chose was directly opposite Murong Qiudi.

After he sat down, Murong Qiudi threw him a chopstick, and at the same time pinched out a sword finger: "Now I'm going to make a move, do you understand?" ”

"You want to see if I can break this sword?" Mu Yi's brows furrowed, but he still made a sword gesture, because he knew that the person on the other side was not a good person to talk to.

"If you can't break this sword, then you're going to die!" Murong Qiudi sneered, "After all, you've been studying for ten years, and I'm sure half of his registered disciples won't let me down." ”

After saying that, she didn't wait for Mu Yi's reply, and once again drove the breeze! A sword finger went straight to Mu Yi. Mu Yi's face remained unchanged, and the sword finger he pinched out met it directly, and when he made a move, there was also a gust of wind!

The two chopsticks began to fight in the air, but the speed was not fast at first, like two friends playing a game of slow motion, but as the speed of the two became faster and faster after a few back and forth, the breeze gradually changed!

When the wind blows, who can resist it? And who knows where the wind blows? No one knows, but another gust of wind must be able to block out the wind on the other side!

The two kept colliding, and sweat slowly appeared on Mu Yi's forehead, drop by drop, gradually wetting his clothes, and at this time, their movements could no longer be seen by ordinary people.

However, this is not the result that Murong Qiudi wants, nor is it the result that Mu Yi wants, in fact, this kind of reflection is meaningless to Murong Qiudi, she is waiting, waiting for Mu Yi's counterattack.

Finally, after another collision, Mu Yi changed his moves!

The movement of this sword suddenly became very slow, and the sword style looked simple and clumsy, but this sword stabbed out, and there was a wind blowing, and it was a headwind!