Mu Qingyan looked at the person in front of him, recalling that when the Northern Expedition of the Great Song Dynasty returned from the defeat of Yanyun, Fan Zhuoyuan came out of nowhere and turned the tide.

Although this person was reckless at that time, he had a heroic spirit that was rare in the world, which not only infected the Song army that was defeated at that time, but then followed him to cross Yanyun and recover Yantu.

Since then, he has even faced the invasion of the Jin Kingdom, and has repeatedly shown his edge, killing all the captives, saving the common people, and protecting the peace of the country.

Such a person, although he is not as handsome as those chivalrous and young men in the rivers and lakes, nor as chic and elegant as literati, but this masculinity is the most lacking temperament in the world since the end of the Tang Dynasty.

The fairy has cultivated her heart through the mortal world, but no one has ever made her heartbeat, but she sleeps at night, and the strong and upright tiger body has repeatedly flashed in the fairy's clear and immaculate heart, and has unconsciously become a roadblock for her to break through the highest level of the Cihang Sword Codex.

Today, Mu Qingyan said that he invited the battle, although the reason was for the old favor of the sect, but it was still a bit far-fetched.

In fact, Mu Qingyan intended to use this battle to cut off the last flaw in his heart, so as to realize the extreme intention of Cihang Sword Codex.

As dusk approached night, the sun was no longer visible in the mountains to the west, only a ray of light that would not be extinguished for a long time.

Since Fan Zhuoyuan had agreed to a duel with Mu Qingyan, everyone naturally respected the opinions of the two, and separated from each other and stayed away dozens of paces.

The fairy sword has never been unsheathed, and she stands alone in the battlefield with her eyes closed, and the last flaw in her soul is like that ray of light, which will not be extinguished, and she will not give up.

Fan Zhuoyuan was dressed in a military uniform, with a dragon slaying knife in his hand, and he couldn't feel the fighting intent of the strange woman in the martial arts opposite, and he felt strange in his heart, and couldn't help but show doubts.

The evening breeze blew, stroking the bangs scattered on his forehead, Mu Qingyan slowly opened his eyes, revealing a shallow smile, this beauty was clear and ethereal, rushing to his face, and suddenly caught people off guard.

Even though Fan Zhuoyuan is as determined as iron because of his cultivation of Tongzigong, he rarely has emotions and desires, and his heart can't help but beat at this moment.

Her smile is beautiful, it is a kind of reluctant nostalgia, and it is also a firm delusion.

When the smile gradually closed, the sword in Mu Qingyan's sheath had fallen into his hand in an instant.

"General Fan, whether this victory or defeat is lost, all cause and effect will be cut off here, I am honored that Qingyan has fought with the general for the common people in the world."

People who practice the Cihang Sword Code and enter the realm of sword heart are all clear and transparent, they can recognize their own mortal fate, and they can also see through everyone who has watched them.

The person in front of him is a big hero and a real hero, thinking of the common people in the world, which may also be suitable for cutting off here, and the two sides no longer have half of the entanglement of vulgar thoughts, which is the best result.

The mind of the sword heart was clear, and the ethereal and clear temperament on Mu Qingyan's body suddenly brought three points of sharpness, and the sword intent was compelling!

At that moment, Fan Zhuoyuan seemed to have some realizations of the red dust emotions that the fairy in front of him had in his heart, which was a kind of implicit confession to the extreme, and it was also a firm abandonment to the extreme.

Fan Zhuoyuan clenched the dragon slaying knife in his hand, fully respected the other party's decision, and greeted him with the same fighting spirit.

Suddenly, the western glow was gone, and in its place was darkness between heaven and earth.

In the darkness, a little sword light suddenly bloomed, reaching straight into the sky, as if illuminating the bright galaxy running through the north and south!

Mu Qingyan, who was wearing a goose yellow robe, had already soared into the air at some point, and between the fluttering clothes, the bright galaxy seemed to have become her back, and even under the induction of the qi engine, it seemed to be completely integrated with her.

Looking up, she is like a fairy coming to the world, holy, innocent, beautiful, sacred, and the long sword that was raised at the end of the day, slashed through a match, so sharp that it is not like a mortal thing, with lonely courage, cut off all beliefs, and stabbed Fan Zhuoyuan in the face!

There is no temptation, no psychological battle, no mud and water, the shot is the peak, that is, the strongest, that is, to resist the victory!

This scene not only shocked the fate of the opponent Fei Yue, but also the Miaoxin Shitai and Qian Hongyu, who knew Mu Qingyan, were also shocked and puzzled.

Although the top masters fight, the victory or defeat is only between a few moves.

But no one has ever used the strongest killing move, and any kind of so-called strongest killing move must wait until the sword intent, faith, confidence, and momentum accumulate to the peak before it can exert the strongest power.

And these often do not exist at the beginning of the battle, so the top masters clash without testing the moves, and they will inevitably engage in a battle of ideas.

It is in this state of direct contact and indirect contact that he gradually adjusts his state to the peak in battle, so as to determine the victory or defeat with one blow.

Mu Qingyan has not gone through such an accumulation process, and it is the strongest sword intent to get started directly, and it has obviously reached the peak state, whether it is sword intent, faith, confidence or momentum, it has reached the realm of strength and strength, how did she do it, everyone present was surprised and puzzled.

The Yin Sect and the others were even more worried about Fan Zhuoyuan, and even Fei Yue, who had fought with Mu Qingyan many times, not only clenched his fists, but secretly accumulated internal strength and was ready to strike at any time.

Yun Long knew what he meant, and he was ready to intervene at any time, Fan Zhuoyuan, as the person she invested, saw that it was very likely to succeed in dominating the world, and she would definitely not let him collapse before that.

At the same time, such subtle changes naturally aroused the attention of the three of Cihang Jingzhai, Master Miaoxin held the Buddha beads too lightly, and there were already two points of sword light in his eyes, Qianhong Yu held his hand on the hilt of the sword, and Sikong Zhan appeared in his hand with a jade flute.

No matter how tense the situation outside the field is, Fan Zhuoyuan, who is holding a knife in both hands in the field, has no distractions, and in the face of Mu Qingyan, who is cold and stabbing at him, his heart suddenly bursts out with a strong fighting spirit that is not inferior to the other party.

On this battlefield, originally because the armies of the Northern Dynasty and the Southern Dynasty were about to clash, and there was a wave of killing machines in secret, and at this moment the killing machine rose with the wind, and it entered the dragon slaying knife in his hand, and the sword light was bright, and a red blade burst out.

Fan Zhuoyuan opened the liberation, his whole body was red, his eyes were like blood, Zhengang possessed his body and the demonic qi was swirling, the treasure knife was held high, pointing directly at the heavens, the blood-colored Zhengang condensed surface, and the red true qi condensed knife seemed to pierce the sky and pierce the galaxy!

If Mu Qingyan's sword is to be in the galaxy, it is a metaphor for the mysterious energy in the galaxy of the universe, man and sword are combined, sword and heaven are combined, and then heaven and man are united, so with the coercion of heaven and earth and nature, it is transformed into this pinnacle sword.

Then Fan Zhuoyuan, who completely integrated the qi and blood system with the internal strength system with the mysteries of the three veins and seven wheels in front of him, and the outer way and the true intention of breaking delusion condensed in his hands are like the unyielding intention of the world who goes against the sky, and he is bound to go against the trend, cut the sky, break the galaxy, and win the sky with people!

Swords intersect!