This time, the mad sword and sword finally came face to face.

There was a loud bang, and the sound shook the dome.

Because of the violent vibration of the air, the whitish full moon in the treetops also began to twist and deform, rapidly elongating from a round jade disk into a trembling eggshell.

Liangqing's wrist jumped, and there was distress in the cracks of his bones.

Mu Cangping's situation is not much better. frowned slightly, clenched his palm, and the steel long sword in his hand trembled like a snake.

It is normal for a sword to be no heavier than a sword, and it will vibrate. But Mu Cangping's sword is not an ordinary weapon, and after carrying the Liangqing Thunder Knife, there is still not the slightest crack, and it will never shake like this.

When Mu Dian was surrounded and killed by Mu Men's killers in Chuzhou, he used a similar technique to inject strong internal force, causing the sword body to tremble, and used the two famous killing moves in the Mu family's sword - bullet cloud flocculent and shatter the sky.

Mu Cangping was more clever, the moment he inevitably collided with Liangqing's mad sword, he endured the pain and penetrated the sword, and through the fluctuation of internal force, the resonance of the sword body was triggered.

Not to mention that the frequency of the sword is difficult to control, even if someone can really have such terrifying and accurate computing power, they will definitely not dare to take such a risk.

Because no swordsman can control such a sword that trembles so much that he can't even distinguish the afterimage.

But Mu Cangping dared.

Mu Dian used a sword that she was not familiar with, and borrowed the internal force that she couldn't control, and in the case of taking advantage of the disadvantage, she defeated the enemy with one move and smashed several Mumen killers.

It can be imagined that once the sword in Mu Cangping's hand swings when the time is ripe, how powerful the matter will be.

"Stand back!" Mu Dianke shouted: "Good master lie down!" ”

Qianyu and Mei Longxue, one holding a sword and the other holding a scoop, came from the left and right sides.

In the eyes of the two who didn't know it, Liangqing blocked Mu Cangping's sword, and the two sides were deadlocked, which was a good time for a sneak attack. But Mu Dian can be said to be undesirable, so he can only give up.

It was the almost instinctive trust and obedience they had cultivated over the years-long battle with Mu Dianke.

The master and apprentice closed the momentum one after another, and turned back.

Liangqing is the undefeated god of war in Changjiabao, and in terms of actual combat, Mu Dian can still be under him. He naturally could see that Mu Cangping's sword body was different, and Mu Dianke's shout was like thunder splitting a line of spirit rhinos in his brain, and he could see the sun through the clouds.

Liangqing did not avoid Mu Cangping's edge as he said, but rose to the danger, took a big step in the void, his body suddenly leaned forward, and with the weight of his huge torso, he forcefully forced Mu Cangping to take a step back.

The squeeze of the sword was taken to the extreme. It is very difficult to separate the two.

But there is no way back for Liangqing.

When there is no way back, anyone can uncover the potential that no one knows, or even knows about themselves: dare to do what they dare not do, and do what they cannot do.

Liangqing held the handle of the knife with both hands, took a sharp breath, tightened his waist and abdomen, and suddenly lifted the knife with a momentum of pulling mountains and lifting the sea.

The muscular and tight arms drove the mad knife all the way up, staggering with the blade that was close to it, and sending a sharp roar towards the four fields.

It was difficult to move an inch, but it was determined that it never stopped.

Finally, with a bang, the sword separated, and the long sword in Mu Cangping's hand, which had already swung out a hundred curved arcs, actually called Liangqing to straighten it.

Liangqing was tired and nearly collapsed, and retreated from the knife.

After the sword in Mu Cangping's hand shook violently, it quickly and steadily, and chased after him. When fighting, I didn't forget to look back at Mu Dianke.

That glance was as deep as the abyss, and Mu Dian didn't know what he meant.

Chang Qianfo understood, and the breath that had been hanging in his throat and eyes finally relaxed.

He knew that after tonight, Mu Dian would no longer have to put his life in danger.

Although he didn't know about the Mu family's sword, he could see it clearly: Mu Cangping pretended to be entangled with Liangqing, and he was brewing a killer move, and planned to solve Liangqing, Qianyu and Meilong together with a sword.

But this plan was disrupted by Mu Dianke.

Mu Dian could use the fake sword spectrum given by Mu Cangping to comprehend the true sword technique, and he saw through his intentions when his sword intent was faint. As Jin Yanchen said, Mu Cangping threw out the book of "Sword Style Tongjian" to see if Mu Dian had the ability to inherit his Mu family sword, so just now, he tested the results of his temptation with his own eyes.

And very satisfied.

Unlike the Jin family, which is full of heroes, the three generations of the Mu family have only one Mu Cangping.

He climbed too high and stood too steeply.

If he is a hundred years later, Mu Zijian will not be able to ride the dust, and the lonely peak will be on the top. The Mu clan, who held a set of peerless sword records, could not guarantee that they would not repeat the predicament of the Qing Canyon under the coveting of Xiaoxiao.

Mu Cangping needs an heir who can continue to write his glory, and he also needs a famous sword that can deter Xiaoxiao and protect the peace of the Mu family.

Mu Dian is the best candidate.

From Mu Cangping's appearance to the present, although the battle was fierce and he had died twice, in fact, it had only been two snaps of his fingers.

Mu Yueting was thrown to the ground by Yao Xin, who was in a hurry to respond, and when he looked up, he saw the familiar figure hovering in the air, and the fear and grievances that had accumulated for days finally broke out at this moment.

She couldn't care about the fairy's demeanor anymore, she ran forward with her hands and feet, and cried out:

"Daddy—"

"Daddy—"

"Dad, I'm Yueting, and my eldest brother and I are here!"

***

Father...... In the midst of the noise, such a voice was heard.

Who is calling him?

Yu'er, or Man'er?

He had two daughters, a treasure from heaven who had mercy on him when he was young. Man'er looks like him, Yu'er looks like his mother, and she is a beauty that no one can compare with in the desert.

He actually prefers Man'er, who has a resolute temperament like him, but because Yu'er was born with such a disease, he and Naval always couldn't help but feel more sorry for their little daughter.

Later, Man'er died.

He only has one pearl left, and he wants to give her the best in the world. Yu'er said that she only wanted the best husband.

On the day she was married, she wept, and the heart of a bride rejoiced. My father was smiling, but he was crying in his heart.

He knew that sooner or later there would be such a day.

He lowered his head, carefully wiped the blood from his eyes with the lining cloth of his sleeve, rubbed his palms clean on his chest, and carefully wrapped those beautiful eyes like amber in a clean cloth, put them in his heart, tucked them flat, and hid them.

He clenched his fists and stood up.

***

The sword glides through the night, like a meteor flying in the sky.

Mu Dianke followed the intertwined star tracks, trying to capture Mu Cangping's every sword.

But it's so hard!

Mu Cangping's current swordsmanship is almost no move at all, because the shot is too fast, it seems to be simply going straight.

She could only observe the subtle changes of Mu Cangping's fingers and the posture of her body every time she put away the sword, mixed these information, and quickly distinguished and combined them in her mind, relying on the most matching Mu family sword style.

It was what she was good at, but it didn't work this time.

Mu Cangping drew his sword too quickly.

Even if she can make an accurate judgment, when she reminds Liangqing loudly, and then Liangqing reacts, this little delay in time is enough for Mu Cangping to return it in two ways.

Occasionally, she successfully predicted two or three moves, but Mu Cangping was able to make timely adjustments in response to her reminder at the moment of her shot.

The difference in strength, like the mud of the heavens, cannot be crossed at all.

The cold moonlight reflected on the sword body, like a flowing stream of mercury, and the void swayed. She saw Mu Cangping's wrist turn.

From the beginning, he had always tried to use Jian Ping's moves, but this time he chose a complex sword move. Complex means changeable, and the more movements in your hands, the more opportunities you can always find a breakthrough.

But she still underestimated Mu Cangping.

Mu Dianke clearly remembered that when she stabbed out such a sword, her hand changed twenty-four movements. As for Mu Cangping, she only saw thirteen, and it was only for a moment, and then the sword went.

- Jin Wu falls, a zhang xia!

She killed Yaoyi, pierced her heart with a sword, and pulled out a three-foot red glow. Mu Cangping came west with a sword, which was much faster than the sword she used to kill Yaoyi.

But Liangqing is not Yaoyi, he is a mad knife.

Mu Cangping didn't pick up his heart's blood, but only scratched his abdomen.

When the full moon was in the sky, a strange and magnificent picture appeared on the long river that meandered like a horse—a huge red veil, more than two feet wide in length, like fog and hail like smoke, as if it was still and moving, covering slowly and silently.

With Mu Cangping's sword, it is not difficult to pull out two zhang Yanxia. In the end, he only pulled out a thin veil, because Liangqing was not seriously injured and did not bleed enough.

So the veil was so thin that it was almost transparent, and it shone only faintly red in the moonlight.

This should be Mu Cangping's most unsuccessful move in the past ten years.

Mu Cangping lowered his eyes, his thin waist twisted, his long arm pointed, and the sword qi fell into the wind and grass, and a "Fangcao Break" forced Qianyu and Yaoxin who came to help back a few feet.

And Mei Longxue has been driven back to the carriage by Qianyu because of her shallow combat experience.

Now within a radius of two feet, there is no one who can stop him. Mu Cangping's body fell sharply, like an eagle falling from a cliff, sliding straight down, a sword light cold, pointing directly at the top of Chang Qianfo's heart.

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