"Price?" The man scoffed, "Ridiculous, since you refuse to be arrested, then don't blame me for being rude."

He waved his hand behind him and shouted, "Come on, take down these thieves!"

Suddenly, a burst of wind sounded, and the Moli knife on Yang Ming's waist was already on the man's neck. Yang Ming smiled slightly: "If your people take another step forward, you will be in a different place."

The man's pupils shrank, he didn't see when Yang Ming took out the knife at all, the knife was still in the scabbard a second ago, and in just a moment, the knife was already caught in his neck.

"How is that possible?" The man was surprised, and at the same time he was horrified, it was obvious that the young man in front of him was far above him.

"Brother, have you seen clearly when Big Brother Luo came out with the knife?" Pearl tugged at the seahawk's sleeve. Although she has some understanding of things on the rivers and lakes, she has never seen anyone who can accurately strike a knife in an instant.

It is important to know that some people are quick to take the knife, but they can't control the landing point well. Blindly seeking speed, the knife just now is very likely to directly behead the man who is the leader.

Haiying shook his head, and he said with a look of surprise, "I don't know, I've never seen a person who can do this."

Xiao Se leisurely explained, "When the strength is at a certain level, this is the basic skill."

Pearl nodded as if she didn't understand.

"Retreat, I don't want to kill you." Yang Ming's eyes lit up. He sensed that someone was coming around him, and he didn't want to entangle with the person in front of him.

"This—" Just as the man hesitated, a deep voice suddenly sounded, "Stand down, you are no match for him."

"Yes." The man hurriedly answered, and then beckoned to the men behind him: "Withdraw."

Yang Ming slowly put away the Moli knife that was hanging on his neck, and the man hugged his fist at him, and then exited the room.

"Hehe, since you're here, why don't you show up?" Yang Ming vigilantly observed the surroundings, if the other party took advantage of his inattention, grabbed the pearl, and used it as a threat, it would be a very tricky matter.

However, Yang Ming quickly eliminated his concerns, and a person in front of the door was holding a long sword, dressed in purple clothes against the background of the moonlight, which looked a little infiltrating.

"You're from the palace." Yang Ming searched for the identity of the other party in his mind, but there was not much news about the person in front of him.

The purple-clothed man glanced behind Yang Ming, and then at the long knife in Yang Ming's hand, he smiled slightly: "The second most famous knife in the world, Mo Li, is actually in your hands, it really deserves to be the city lord."

"If you're here just to say this, then you can leave." Yang Ming was a little confused, so he didn't understand what the person in front of him wanted to do. However, at least there is no murderous aura on his body, so if he can solve the problem with his mouth, Yang Ming still plans not to do it first.

"Brother Xiao, the sword in his hand is a little terrifying." Pearl muttered quietly.

"Fight, win, I'll tell you." The long sword in the purple-clothed man's hand trembled slightly, and the talisman engraved on the sword body waved with the swing of the sword body, like a Taoist priest's demon removal ceremony.

"Pretending to be a ghost." Yang Ming snorted coldly: "You can't use it here, go out and fight." When the words fell, the soles of Yang Ming's feet slammed a little, and his figure jumped onto the eaves.

The purple-clothed man followed, and the long sword in his hand rolled up a sword wind, and stabbed at Yang Ming with a sword.

Seeing the sword in the purple-clothed man's hand, Lei Wuji muttered, "I seem to have heard of his sword. Although it is not included in the famous sword spectrum, it is definitely a famous sword. Someone once used this sword to kill countless people, and the sword body was so angry that it could only be engraved on the body of the sword by the Qin Heavenly Prison as a suppression."

Xiao Se smiled faintly and continued, "This sword is called Yuanyan, and it is the personal sword of the emperor of the Northern Departure Kingdom. His identity is already clear."

Compared to Xiao Se's ease, Pearl said with a worried face, "Brother Xiao, can Big Brother Luo beat that person? What if—"

Before she could finish speaking, a wail suddenly sounded from the sky, like a ghost crying wolf, and hit people's hearts. Pearl's body was weak, and if it weren't for Lei Wuji holding her, she almost fell to the ground.

"It's going to be decided soon." Twilight Yumo took a faint sip of wine, "The result will only be a taunt win."

On the roof, the figure in purple was moving rapidly, and he knew that he was going to lose if he was tough and strong. With this roundabout method, he used the resentment on the sword body to disturb Yang Ming's mind, so as to defeat the strong with the weak.

"Don't run, I'm dazzled." Yang Ming said.

The corners of the purple-clothed man's mouth flashed a trace of arc, and his figure jumped, quickly appeared beside Yang Ming, and slashed down with a sword:

"Then I'll give you a sword."

Yang Ming was not in a hurry, and gently lifted the Moli knife in his hand with his right hand, firmly catching the sword of the purple-clothed man.

Seeing this, the purple-clothed man's true qi in his whole body was running rapidly, and all of it was concentrated on his hands, and he pressed down violently, intending to suppress Yang Ming first. It's just that it has backfired, no matter how hard he exerts his strength, the long sword in his hand can't be saved, as if it is fixed.

The man in purple frowned: "I have long heard that your strength is not bad, don't waste time, one move will determine the victory." With that, he drew his long sword sharply, and his body quickly retreated, and in an instant, he retreated three feet away.

"Come on, then." Yang Ming snorted softly, "The wind rises!"

As his words fell, the surrounding sea breeze seemed to have found a "home", and all of them "attacked" towards Yang Ming, and a foot in front of Yang Ming, all the sea breezes spontaneously gathered together, and a tornado was rapidly forming in front of Yang Ming.

Not to be outdone, the purple-clothed man lightly touched the sword body with two fingers of his left hand, and around the sword body, a phantom shadow of the Daoyuan Eye Sword instantly appeared. At the same time, the talisman on the sword body reverberated non-stop.

"Is this the Moon Shadow Swordsmanship?" Tang Lian frowned: "It's the same as the original Yueji's swordsmanship?"

"Nope." Xiao Se shook his head, "This is the Shadow Moon Sword Technique, unlike the Moon Shadow Sword Technique, the phantom of each sword is not an illusory shadow."

"That—" Pearl became anxious, "Let's hurry up and remind Big Brother Luo."

"No, I don't." Twilight Yumo said lightly, "This kind of swordsmanship has no effect in the face of ridicule."

"Why?" Pearl asked, puzzled.

Lei Wuji looked at the pearl and said with a smile, "Because no matter how many phantoms he makes, in front of Brother Luo's wind breath, it will come to naught."

The battle intent in the eyes of the man in purple was even worse: "Eat me with a sword."

He slammed out his sword, and the countless Dao Yuan Eye Sword Phantoms rushed towards Yang Ming with him. A sound like the wailing of a terrible ghost echoed in this narrow deep alley. The surrounding neighbors were also frightened by this scene.

"Wind Breath!"

As soon as the knife came out, the wind stopped, the knife was shadowless, and the golden light appeared.

The tornado that was originally in front of Yang Ming suddenly dissipated; A vacuum was formed. The phantom of the Yuanyan Sword dissipated as the tornado dissipated, and it instantly lost momentum and slowly fell to the ground.

The man in purple frowned, he sensed that danger was coming, but at this moment he was ready to send it. His true qi erupted again, and his sword momentum reached a new level.

Yang Ming raised his knife and swung it at the position of the man in purple. A golden light flashed at the tip of the knife, and in this dark night, the golden light was so dazzling.

As the golden light gradually approached, the man in purple felt a deep sense of suffocation. But he still didn't choose to back down, but took the initiative to meet it.

The two converged and made no sound. After a while, the golden light dissipated, and the figure of the purple-clothed man fell from the roof.

He touched the ground with his sword, stood up with difficulty, and arched his hand at Yang Ming: "You are very strong, I lost."

Coast, inside a cedar longship.

Mu Chunfeng, who was sitting in the room reading a book, suddenly felt a knife intent. He hurried to the deck and looked out into the city.

"It's the direction of the city, such a powerful sword intent." He frowned slightly: "Could it be that Mr. Taunt is in trouble."

He hurriedly turned to the cabin and shouted, "Someone, come with me to support Mr. Taunt."

Two black shadows quickly burst out of the cabin and knelt down on one knee in front of Mu Chunfeng: "Yes!"

"Without further ado, let's go!" Mu Chunfeng urged, and then headed towards the position where the golden light flashed

and run briskly.