The small courtyard in front of the stone house is simple and empty, and it is more than enough to cope with the competition between the two. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mu Lian stood firmly about twenty zhang away from the stone house, and with a raise of his hand, a silver light flashed, and a silver light long sword about three feet three inches long and about one finger wide instantly appeared in his palm.

"Brother Nie, my Silver Jiao Sword, from the hand of a swordsmith, is a veritable sword, and the increase in attack power can reach two percent, you have to be careful. ”

After speaking, Mu Lian slashed his hand, the silver light flickered, and there was a sharp buzzing sound in the air, and he withdrew the long sword, the sword body still trembled slightly, and the resonance of gold and iron faintly appeared, like a distant dragon groan, and Mu Lian's eyes unconsciously faintly appeared satisfied.

Nie Feng smiled, the right hand hanging by his side shook it again and again, and with a soft "boom", the flying gold sword appeared, shining with dazzling golden ripples in the sun, making Mu Lian's eyes on the opposite side squint slightly.

"Brother Mu, my sword is called Feijin, although it is not as good as your silver Jiao, but it should not be underestimated, you should also be careful. ”

As a sword forging master, although he is the most junior class, in terms of sword observation and sword recognition, Nie Feng is the best, and he is afraid that he will not even be able to beat the horse with this point alone. Of course, he knows how to read and recognize swords, but his own strength is not necessarily strong, so he still needs to see the real chapter under his hands.

"Little brother is welcome, big brother Wangmu has a lot of advice!

Walking with the sword, Nie Feng took a step, and the Shocking Floating Shadow footwork unconsciously came out, his body was like an arrow off the string, even if he appeared in front of Mu Lian in an instant, the flying gold sword in his hand was stabbed straight, and the direction was pointing at Mu Lian's shoulder.

Nie Feng didn't use a sword move, at the moment this sword was just an ordinary style in the basic swordsmanship that everyone would know, but at this moment, this style seemed to have gained life all of a sudden, and it was like coming to life in Nie Feng's hands, not only full of majesty, but also full of aura, which made Long Datong, who was watching the battle not far away, couldn't help but be stunned.

"Obediently, the speed and power of this sword seem to be almost catching up with the first move in the python swordsmanship!

Long Datong lost his mind for a while, and the first move in his heart was naturally his habitual strange python out of the hole.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Mu Lian's cultivation is much higher than that of Nie Feng, and today, it is already in the late stage of the Seven Heavens of the Swordsman, and his knowledge is naturally extraordinary, and at this moment, seeing Nie Feng's basic swordsmanship, he can exert such an aura that is compelling, it is conceivable that the latter's kendo attainments must be extremely profound.

Of course, even so, he was not afraid, and the Silver Jiao Sword blocked the Flying Gold Sword in Nie Feng's hand from the bottom to the top.

"Ding!"

In the first attack, the two were evenly divided, Nie Feng attacked, but was forced to take two steps back, and Mu Lian returned to defense and took three steps back.

"Okay, come again!"

This time, Mu Lian took the initiative, the silver Jiao long sword slashed vigorously, and a burst of fantasy fluctuations appeared in the sword light, and the target was three, shoulders and heads, which made it difficult to distinguish the real from the false for a while.

Needless to ask, Mu Lian has already used sword moves in this sword, and of course the name is only known to Mu Lian himself.

"Good time!"

The body suddenly leaned back, and Nie Feng's legs kicked out close to the ground, which was a basic style in the Shocking Floating Shadow Footwork, but this basic style was used to practice footwork on weekdays, and it was never reflected in the attack, but at this moment, Nie Feng used it, not only completely ignoring Mu Lian's fantasy three swords, but also unexpectedly attacking Mu Lian's weakness, which made Mu Lian scramble.

When he withdrew a few feet away, Mu Lian gradually came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows, and praised loudly.

"Brother Nie, you really opened my eyes, such a basic move in your hands is full of spirituality, full of attack and defense, I really admire my brother!"

"Whew!"

Mu Lian shook the silver sword in his hand and let out a long breath.

"But you can't beat me with this! Next is my most proficient three absolute swords, be careful! The first sword, born of absolute!"

With a loud shout, Mu Lian's spirit trembled, and countless small sword qi suddenly burst out of his body, and the sword qi was like a short living snake, quickly pounced on the sword body, and at the same time, the silver sword shook for a while, and a circle of sharp thorns suddenly bloomed around the sword body, and the originally narrow sword body seemed to suddenly grow bigger, and the evil qi was even more overwhelming, making people feel a burst of horror for no reason.