Everyone's mouths were open enough to stuff an egg, and they couldn't speak for a long time. They all guessed the beginning, but not the end.

Until now, they didn't know how that sword could contain such a huge power, perhaps, that sword contained the powerful strength of the posture, and also contained Mu Zhong's powerful blow, the power was indeed not small. Even if the two of them joined forces directly, it was impossible for Mu Chengyang to be Mu Chengyang's opponent, not to mention that it was just a long sword that was chopped off.

Could it be that Mu Hanyan didn't brag, what she has been tinkling and knocking around in the past few days is not an unexpected nonsense, but a really magic weapon.

"Childe, Childe, what's wrong with you?" Mu Zhong rushed over with a crying voice, quickly turned over the bricks and stones, and pulled Mu Chengyang out.

Fortunately, Mu Chengyang is not dead, but he is covered in dust, standing there like a clay statue.

The most terrifying thing is that his whole body was torn apart by the fragments of the long sword, and a small piece of the sword was pierced right in the center of his head, and the flesh was very shallow, but it still pierced the skin, and a line of blood dripped down his forehead to the tip of his nose, and then down the tip of his nose to his chin.

"Mu Zhong, you are too ruthless, no matter how you say it, he is also your son-in-law, no matter how much resentment you have in your heart, you shouldn't do this. Zirong sighed.

"You talk nonsense, I don't. Seeing Mu Chengyang's injury like this, Mu Zhongben was so frightened that he couldn't give up, and when he was said by Zirong, he was even more careful that his liver fluttered and jumped wildly.

"So many people were watching just now, you still want to deny it. Who split my sword and flew it, where did it fly badly, why did you have to fly to Chengyang Gongzi, do you dare to say that you didn't mean it?" Zirong snorted disdainfully and said.

"How did I know that it would fly towards Childe, you are clearly sowing discord. Mu Zhong's lips trembled with anger.

"It's you who shot it, and you say you don't know? Zirong turned his head to look at Hua Yue and said, "Hua Yue, let's demonstrate." ”

Hua Yue rolled her eyes, drew her long sword, and stabbed it weakly.

Zirong drew his sword and slashed, and Hua Yue's sword came out of his hand and flew towards Mu Hanyan.

Mu Hanyan stretched out his arm, grabbed the long sword, and then staggered back two steps, pointing at Zirong and saying "painfully": "Zirong, I treat you well, why do you want to do this to me." ”

Looking at Mu Hanyan's stumbling steps and her sad and indignant expression, there were already people around who couldn't help laughing.

"Yuzhe, it's your turn. Zirong said to Jiang Yuzhe.

Jiang Yuzhe also rolled his eyes and stabbed out a sword.

The sword light flashed, and a long sword with a cold light flew towards Mu Hanyan again.

"Zirong, our name is the master and servant, but I treat you like a brother, you are so ruthless!" Mu Hanyan struck a flying sword on his left rib, took two steps back, and said in despair.

Seeing the tears in the eyes of Master Mu, the laughter around him was even more cheerful.

"It's my turn, it's my turn. Han Yun'er jumped out and drew her sword and stabbed it out as if she were present.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled...... Yes...... Ah...... "Mu Hanyan's forehead" "sword", let out a terrible scream.

"Flutter, flutter. No matter how good the calculation is, when they see Miss Mu's wonderful performance, they can't help laughing, and some people even squatted on the ground with their stomachs in their hands, laughing so much that they couldn't straighten their waists.

"These people, it's really ...... It's so shameful. Ye Qifeng watched from the side for a long time, and he couldn't help but sigh when he had always been calm.

"Is my son-in-law too?" Zirong whispered.

"A few of you are shameless, of course Hanyan is not, she is so smart. The double standard of Ye Qifeng played a thief, blurted out, without a trace of thought and a trace of hesitation.

The corners of Zirong's mouth twitched, and he fell silent.

And Mu Chengyang and Mu Zhong on the opposite side were stunned for a long time, they had seen shameless, but they had never seen such shamelessness, was he really surnamed Mu? Is it really the bloodline left by an old ancestor?

In fact, even if Mu Zhong doesn't defend himself, Mu Chengyang also knows that this matter has nothing to do with Mu Zhong, even if he is dissatisfied with himself, no matter how bold he is, he doesn't dare to plot against himself in front of so many people.

He just couldn't figure it out, how could the long sword that Mu Hanyan cast seemed to be like copper and iron, so powerful, it was comparable to the full force of the sword master's blow, with the strength of the ninth order of the swordsman, it was impossible to reach this point even if he crossed the rank, this was obviously the power of the long sword itself.

Could it be that this guy's sword-forging skills are really so good? But if he really has a masterful sword-casting technique, how can the sword be ugly like that?

Thinking about it, Mu Chengyang couldn't figure it out, the only thing he could think of was: himself...... Seem...... Probably...... It should be cheated again.

That's right, it's been pitted. Mu Chengyang is not a fool, of course he knows that the sword cannot fly towards him for no reason, and it is so fast that even the cultivation of his sword master realm almost didn't react, and the most infuriating thing is that the power of the sword, even the strength of his sword master realm, suffered a big loss when he was caught off guard.

Obviously, all this was premeditated.

"Chengyang Gongzi, you saw it just now, but fortunately I didn't really kill him, otherwise my son-in-law doesn't know how many times he died. You'd better be careful in the future, this guy next to you is struggling to pick it up, and he is still secretly murderous, I advise you to kill him as soon as possible, otherwise I am afraid that you will not even be able to sleep well if you stay around. Zirong ran to Mu Hanyan's side, took the long swords that made Mu Hanyan dead and alive and dead, returned them to Hua Yue and a few people one by one, and then said to Mu Chengyang in a serious tone.

"You...... You spew blood......" Mu Zhong looked at Mu Chengyang pitifully, and he was about to cry.

"Let's go. Mu Chengyang really didn't want to face Mu Hanyan's group of shameless people anymore, so he walked out with Mu Zhong.

"Wait?" Mu Hanyan suddenly exclaimed.

"Mu Hanyan, what else do you want?" Mu Chengyang pulled away the sword piece embedded in his head, and he didn't care about the blood, and looked at Mu Hanyan with resentment.

"I was going to make you pay for the wall. Mu Hanyan pointed to the brick wall that had collapsed, glanced at Mu Chengyang with pity, and said, "Alas, forget it, it's pitiful to see you injured like this, it is estimated that you have been fined for half a year, and life is not easy, so it is better to leave it to you for treatment." ”

As soon as he heard Mu Hanyan mention the incident of that half-year, Mu Chengyang was even more angry, and the blood on his forehead also soared even harder. It was really like a small fountain, surging constantly, and the people around him were frightened and worried about him.