It can't be settled now.

Even if she really thinks that An Xiaodie did it on purpose, even if the Bishui Sword is the only relic left to her by her mother, but now that the people of Wanfa Gate are there, they can't make infighting in Qingyunmen.

Twisting his head stiffly.

"You-"

Zhan Zhichun frowned, she usually hangs her son, but she is really chivalrous, so she doesn't like to take advantage of people's danger.

At this time, I saw that Mu Qingxue really had an accident.

And according to her speculation, there is a high probability that she was smashed by a little from the same door, and infinite sympathy swelled in her heart, and she stepped forward and took the initiative to say: "You can change your sword again." ”

"Chun'er!"

Zhan Zhangmen immediately interrupted.

Then with a bit of strength, he looked at Xu Zhangmen and said: "There is no rule of changing weapons when you go to the ring, Qingyunmen is the head of the righteous path, and Miss Mu is the daughter of the peak master, so you should lead by example, right?" ”

Four words she said unintentionally.

just hit the weakness of Lord Mu Feng, his face turned pale, and without waiting for Master Xu to respond, he stood up directly.

said: "That's nature, Qingxue, this competition is very important, do you remember what your father told you before you played?" ”

"You can only win, you can't lose."

Mu Qingxue's tone was as firm as ever, but her eyes showed a blankness, she was bare-handed, dealing with someone with a sword, how to win, did her father think about how she should win?

"Is there something wrong?"

Zhan Chengchun took a closer look at the father and daughter, and looked very similar, they should be close, how can they treat the children of the old Wang family next door?

No matter how high the martial arts are, a brick will be thrown down.

Not to mention the sharp long sword.

She looked at the long sword, hesitated for a while, clenched her right hand into a fist, pressed it against the door of her head, and muttered with a bit of philosophy: "To face, or to win, this is a question worth considering." ”

"Did you want to be embarrassed when you stole my pocket money?"

The seven or eight-year-old child in the audience protested angrily, looking very similar to Zhan Chengchun, about her younger brother.

"Fork out, fork out!"

Zhan Chengchun shouted without any sister and brother friendship, and a bit of the philosopher's temperament that she had finally held back disappeared undoubtedly, she played a sword flower, and her expression became serious.

"I'm sorry, but I can only win, not lose."

Whether Wanfamen can get rid of the title of "the second in ten thousand years" depends on today, whether she wants to win without shame.

"It's okay."

Mu Qingxue shook her head lightly.

The ring is like a battlefield, things have already happened, and then to dwell on why it's just a waste of energy, since it's already like this, then so be it, the victory or defeat depends on the will of God.

Order.

One of the two ran and the other chased.

Without a weapon, Mu Qingxue couldn't win with her, so she could only keep running away, looking for an opportunity to fight back with her fists and feet.

Surprisingly.

After Zhan Chengchun became serious, his uninhibited and even a little crazy image was very different from before the competition began, even if Mu Qingxue had the blue water sword in her hand, she didn't dare to say that she could easily win her.

It is worthy of being the hole card thrown as the finale.

The odds are a few points smaller, about zero.

Mu Qingxue is ready to lose, but when the dust settles, she will still go all out, and years of hard training have given her an instinct to desperately find a way out even in a desperate situation.

Grab a sword?

No way.

The opponent's strength is not much weaker than her, and depending on the posture of each move, it is also to prevent her from doing so.

Destroy the sword?

In this way, both of them will be bare-handed.

No, it doesn't.

The daughter of the head of the dignified Wanfa Sect, when she used her sword, she knew that she was not ordinary, and her own flesh was mortal, and she hit the stone with a few punches and feet.

Countless ideas flashed through my mind.

And then it was denied one by one.

The two are of the same age, and their strength is comparable, but after all, Zhan Chengchun is one or two points weaker, although he has a great chance of winning by relying on the advantage of the sword, but even Mu Qing Snowman can't catch it, that's in vain.

"Hey, aren't you tired of running around?"

If she had just thrown in the towel.

It's a good thing to be bare-handed and not to be poked in a few transparent holes, but if you can still win, it's really a hell of a thing.

"Pro."

"What?"

Under the scorching sun.

Zhan Chengchun has a serious attitude, but his patience is not as good, and because he occupies a great advantage, he is young and proud, so he can't help but feel perfunctory, and he didn't get an answer after asking again.

Then he continued to persuade: "Finish the fight early, go home early, and find your own mother, isn't it?" ”

She couldn't hold back her words.

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it, remembered Mu Qingxue's life experience, and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I forgot that Ling Ci died early, in fact, it's nothing, you see that my father died early, isn't this a coincidence." ”

From an outsider's point of view.

Zhan Zhichun is really a good opponent, he chased after him stupidly, and he even chatted to relieve boredom during the competition.

Only Mu Qingxue, who was in the ring, could really feel that the pressure brought to her by Zhan Chengchun was like a shadow of her, following behind her, ready to find an opportunity to sword at any time.

As long as there is the slightest slackness.

Victory or defeat will be resolved in an instant.

"Pro!"

Critically.

She clearly perceived the qi sensation in her body, and with the seal, it was condensed in her hands, her ten fingers flew, and the blue light flashed, just because it was inconspicuous under the blue sky and white sun.

What's even more surprising.

After a seal, the sense of qi still remains in the hands, which means that you may be able to seal quickly.

"Jieyin, you actually believe in the left side of the door?"

Zhan Chengchun's surprised voice came from behind him, and then he said to himself: "Also, your grandma is an expert in studying the left side of the door, but I didn't expect it to be inherited from generation to generation." ”

She knew it wasn't strange to seal it.

But listening to the tone, it should be the same as most people, I don't believe it, so it's just right.

The sword roared.

Zhan Chengchun seized the opportunity and suddenly made a move.

The sword was like a swimming dragon, rushing towards Mu Qingxue's shoulder, this was because she deliberately kept her hand, otherwise if she changed to a ruthless person, she could pick the tendons with the sword, or cut the neck, and kill with one blow.

"Bang!"

Mu Qingxue directly blocked it with her hand.

The sound was not like skin touching the blade, and what was even more surprising was that the long sword was turned back, but her hand was intact.

"Seal?"

Zhan Chengchun was surprised inexplicably.

She is no stranger to Mu Qingxue's gestures, in the seal, the first of the nine-character mantra can play a defensive role, of course, it is only theoretically feasible, although in practice, some people have really succeeded.

But that odds.

It's like walking shit luck.

When she was ignorant when she was a child, she also indulged in sideways, and studied seals, talismans, speech spirits, and alchemy, but after trying it didn't work, she couldn't do it.

"it."

"I knew I could meet you, so I insisted on it."

Mu Qingxue will rely on shit to make a seal like this, definitely not, then it can only explain one point.

Stamping.

Maybe it's doable.