After listening to Ye Xing's words, a cold glow flashed in the depths of Mu Yang's eyes.

I don't know if it's because of Ye Xing's hostility towards him, or because of that too handsome face that makes Mu Yang disgusted, from the moment he saw him today, Mu Yang had the urge to grab his face in his hand and rub it vigorously.

It's a strange feeling, and I can't tell if it's because of hatred or jealousy.

If you want to say hate, Mu Yang really has no hatred for Ye Yu, the only brother, although he is hostile to himself and even sent someone to assassinate him, Mu Yang has never been murderous towards him.

This may have something to do with Ye Yu, but it was more because of the rumors about Ye Xing in the battle with the demon army.

He was only eighteen years old, and he led the troops to fight dozens of battles with the demon army for two years but never lost, according to Zhang Meng, there were more than 3,000 demon soldiers and demon generals killed by his own hands.

Three thousand.

Kill with your own hands.

This is definitely a terrifying number.

Mu Yang has had several encounters with the demon army in the past six months, and the demon army that died because of him is tens of thousands, but there are very few enemies in his real hands. More often than not, he is in the role of conductor.

People who can kill the demon clan are beautiful in Muyang's heart.

Therefore, even if he couldn't get used to Ye Xing, Muyang had never killed him.

But at this time, Muyang was really angry.

Before meeting Ye Xing, he had imagined the situation he might encounter.

Ye Xing is right, Ye Yu is his sister, who she wants to marry, that is the Ye family's family matter, and Muyang has no right to ask at all.

Mu Yang is not an unreasonable person, he knows that he is at a loss, and he knows that he is indeed not qualified to interfere too much in the exchanges between the upper and wealthy families, but Ye Yu is different, she once saved Mu Yang's life, and Mu Yang also vowed never to let her suffer a little more grievances, especially after seeing Song Anxian, the opposition to this marriage became stronger.

However, what can he do if he opposes it in his heart, his strength is too weak, Mu Yang had already thought of the worst result before entering the door, he just hoped that Ye Xing could give a reasonable explanation to convince himself, but the pride of the county king did not take him seriously at all.

Mu Yang was very depressed in his heart, there was a kind of unspeakable discomfort, but he was helpless, this kind of pain even made people desperate, under the anger, he couldn't care about anything else, he scolded Ye Xing, and was thrown out directly.

If there is revenge and no revenge, that is not Muyang's character.

In the face of the absolute difference in strength, the thickness of the cheek can sometimes turn the tide of the battle.

That fall made Mu Yang completely sober up, his brain reacted extremely quickly, and in an instant, he thought of a way to regain face, teach Ye Xing a lesson, and let out this evil breath - that is, to force the other party to control his strength and duel with himself.

Cultivators attach great importance to reputation, and in the face of challenges, it is very rare that they should not fight, and Ye Xing, as a disciple of the Sword Saint, is even less likely to be the son of a marquis.

The result was the same as Muyang expected, he really wanted to have a fair fight with himself.

Mu Yang was full of confidence in this competition, but after he really started it, he found out that even if Ye Xing controlled his cultivation, he didn't seem to be able to beat others.

There are many kinds of hits.

Some are not as powerful as the other side.

Some are not as fast as the other party.

Some moves are not as subtle as the other party.

Muyang was very lucky, these three items were not as good as Ye Xing.

Not only that, but his biggest reliance, the nameless long knife given to him by the senior brother, didn't seem to be able to restrain the golden bell sword in the other party's hand.

A silver sword shadow slashed down in the air, Mu Yang raised his knife to block, the swords collided, and a crisp bell shook sound, this sound was pleasant and moving, but it was like a lightning strike in Mu Yang's ears, his soul trembled, and his arm was numb with huge power, and he took a few steps back before he stood firm.

"How so!"

Mu Yang's heart was surging with blood, and the horror was overflowing. He has the blood of true demons, and since he was a child, he has been soaked in his body by his master with various elixirs, and the hard training that his sister forced him to carry out has made his * and his soul have far more tenacity and patience than ordinary people, from the time he started to the present, the nameless long knife and the golden bell sword have touched thirty-seven times in a row, he changed thirteen knife techniques in one breath, each time it was easily cracked by Ye Xing, the slender silver narrow sword in his hand seemed to have a strong suction, and as soon as the nameless long knife approached his side, there was an invisible force pulling and touching the sword.

Mu Yang was frightened, and Ye Xing's heart was also extremely uncalm.

As a personal disciple of the world's top kendo master, the Southern Xinjiang Sword Saint, Ye Xing's attainments in swordsmanship have already reached the point where all cultivators in the world look up to him. "Golden Bell Sword Sutra" is the top swordsmanship in the cultivation world, the Golden Bell Sword ranks fourth on the hundred instrument spectrum, it is specially forged for this set of sword scriptures, because of the hatred of the mixed blood of humans and demons, coupled with Mu Yang's scolding just now, although Ye Xing showed calmness, he was already angry to the extreme, so he used all his strength as soon as he made a move.

To his surprise, although Mu Yang was suppressed and had no power to fight back, he still retreated under his onslaught, dodging again and again, the most unbelievable thing is that the 'Soul Ringtone' emitted by the collision of the Golden Bell Sword and the Long Knife did not seem to have any effect on him, although because of the control of Zhan Zuo's cultivation, the effect of the bell sound was greatly reduced, but when Ye Xing first entered the Second Realm, he had the title of 'Invincible in the Three Realms', and many masters of the Three Realms were also defeated under his Golden Bell Sword, and now ......

Ye Xing was furious.

It's really angry.

He flipped his wrist and Xingyuan poured into the golden bell sword along his arm, the sword body made a buzzing sound, the runes on it instantly lit up, and a thumb-sized pale golden bell phantom appeared on the sword body out of thin air, and the air around the sword body trembled with the appearance of the golden bell, and the entire courtyard seemed to be suddenly filled with bells, and a crisp sound sounded from all directions at the same time, and the next moment, the golden bell sword had come to Muyang's chest.

"Water floods the golden mountain!"

Attracted by the sound of the fight, some of the Bai Xiao guards who rushed into the small courtyard to watch exclaimed, these guards were Ye Xing's guards, and they were extremely familiar with his swordsmanship, seeing that his county king actually used one of the seven killing moves of the "Golden Bell Sword Sutra" to Mu Yang, he couldn't help but change color, and immediately understood that Ye Xing was really enraged.

Mu Yang was suppressed by Ye Xing and retreated, and the clothes on his body were cut several times by the Golden Bell Sword, although he was not injured, he looked extremely wolf, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Seeing Ye Xing suddenly change his sword moves, he felt that the whole person was like falling into a sea woven with bells, and the different scene seen by the people around him was that in his sight, the long sword in Ye Xing's hand was gone, and his advancing body was like a huge wave in the sea, and like a waterfall falling above the nine heavens, smashing his head and covering his face.

This is a sword that must be hit, there is no way to dodge, there is no way to avoid it.

When everyone thought that Mu Yang would be seriously injured or even die under this sword, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his seemingly weak arm was raised instantly, and then he turned around suddenly, and the nameless long knife slashed out to his side