For Mu Yue to show such strength, I am afraid that only Tang Yin is the only one present. As one of Muzuki's closest people in the world, he knows better than anyone that Muzuki's talent is high.

It's just that before, Mu Yue didn't pay much attention to cultivation, so Tang Yin didn't worry too much about what her fate would be. But now it's different, after a few months, not only has her cultivation risen sharply, but she has also comprehended the true meaning of Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword.

It can be said that she has officially embarked on the path of cultivation and can never turn back. Under the Heavenly Dao, is she destined to become that cold sword?

Tang Yin didn't dare to imagine it, and he wouldn't allow such a thing to happen!

If one day, when his parents, relatives, and friends all became a sword in the hands of the gods of the Nine Heavens Divine Domain, Tang Yin felt that he would definitely go crazy!

"Little Crescent, you have finally taken this step, but rest assured, I will never allow the Nine Heavens Gods to hit your attention!" Tang Yin muttered to himself, having secretly made up his mind to protect his relatives and friends.

Seeing Muyue, Tang Yin naturally thought of his mother Lin Wanyue, but as far as he knew, on the day the Tang family was destroyed, Lin Wanyue was not killed by the enemy, but was injured and fled.

Lin Wanyue's whereabouts are almost mysterious, as if the world has evaporated. In order to find useful clues, Tang Yin even went to Dongmen County, where the Lin family was located, before coming to Dragon City.

But he secretly investigated for several days, but in the end he found nothing, Lin Wanyue did not return to the Lin family, so where else could she go after being injured?

The scattered vision gradually appeared in focus, Tang Yin's gaze returned to the island in the middle of the lake, at this time the two people on the island were fighting fiercely, Mu Yue shot angrily, and Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword was exerted to the extreme by her.

The wind and rain are a sword, and the sun breaks the rainbow. The wind and rain sword came out, and the cultivation of Muyue was still low, but the sword intent was already a little hot.

All of a sudden, the sword light flickered, and the sword shadows flew.

The True Yuan Sword Qi was raging, stirring up the surrounding wind and clouds to change color.

Long Xuan's face was gloomy, and the hand holding the sword had already begun to tremble faintly, although he had already used the peerless martial arts of the Dragon Clan's royal family, his killing intent was insufficient, and he still couldn't break the opponent's sword intent blockade.

"Tang Muyue, don't push people too much!" Long Xuan roared.

"Whoever harms my Tang family deserves to die!"

Mu Yue didn't say any more nonsense to Long Xuan, and the long sword in his hand once again frantically slashed at the other party's vital point.

The sword intent is pervasive, and the killing intent is surging.

Long Xuan knew that he had to get out, otherwise he would definitely lose today!

Muyue is almost crazy, and he shoots mercilessly, not only to the enemy, but also to himself. It can be said that every sword contains the intent of killing!

When the two strong compete, the brave will win.

Long Xuan naturally understood this truth, his cultivation with Muyue was already on the line, if he couldn't fight with all his strength, how could he win?

Rumble!

The strong True Yuan fluctuations, swaying countless smoke and dust, and the collision of swords and swords erupted into a piercing sound.

On the shore, the onlookers may not see the clues, but will only feel that a pair of handsome men and beautiful women on the island in the middle of the lake are constantly showing their superb skills.

But those cultivators in the painting boat had already seen the end of Long Xuan's strong crossbow. This one, I'm afraid it will end with Muyue's victory.

However, Muyue's battle is to kill the enemy, not a competition, how can he easily let Long Xuan get out. Seeing that the other party's heart was shaken, he even took out his sword without reservation, and made a fatal move.

Long Xuan screamed, and a cut was cut in his chest by Mu Yue's long sword, and blood shot out, instantly dyeing the placket red.

"Look for death!"

The angry Long Xuan finally saw a reality, the other party really dared to kill himself in public!

"It's you who deserve to die!"

That sword didn't kill Long Xuan, Mu Yue was inevitably disappointed in her heart, but she had no intention of giving up, stepped on the pole star step, and quickly approached Long Xuan, and the long sword in her hand slashed at the opponent's throat again.

Long Xuan hurriedly retreated, his right hand holding the sword to block, and at the same time his left hand stretched out to his waist.

Jingling!

Suddenly, a silver jingle appeared in Long Xuan's left hand, and with a slight shake, a crisp bell sounded.

When the bell rang, Mu Yue's expression suddenly changed, and the steps under her feet actually began to be messy, and it turned out that the silver bell in Long Xuan's hand was an extremely rare treasure in the Spirit Sword Continent - the soul bell.

Although a primary treasure like the Dementor Bell cannot be put on the table, it still poses a great threat to cultivators who have cultivated below the 'Sword Soul' realm.

When the bell rang, Mu Yue felt that she was suddenly confused, as if the world was spinning. But fortunately, she quickly came to her senses.

At this time, Long Xuan's sword had already reached her closer.

Dangerous!

Mu Yue's expression fused, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she showed the Tang family's peerless pole star step, and quickly flew back. But Long Xuan's sword still grazed her left shoulder.

"Dementor Bell!" Mu Yue's face was pale, and although the injury on her shoulder was not fatal, the bell in Long Xuan's hand made her dare not take a step forward easily.

Upstairs with the spring breeze, Tang Yin saw that Muyue was injured, and stood up from the chair in a hurry.

"Damn it!"

Tang Yin clenched his fists, and was about to jump off the boat to save Muyue, until his sleeves were pulled by the little monkey Bai Lang, and he came to his senses, and no one around him paid attention to him at all, otherwise his identity would be exposed.

"Bai Lang, I can't expose it yet." Sitting back in his seat, Tang Yin whispered to the little monkey Bai Lang: "You dive into the island in the middle of the lake from the water, and then use your body to shock Long Xuan and help me rescue Muyue." ”

Creak......

Bai Lang let out a squeak, which was regarded as a response to Tang Yin. Then, taking advantage of the inattention of the people around it, it jumped out of the window and sneaked silently in the lake.

Long Xuan used the secret treasure to plot against Muyue, which made Tang Yin very angry, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many eyes around him to pay attention to the island in the middle of the lake, he would have killed it in the first place.

For the current Tang Yin, it is easy to kill a Long Xuan, but it is still difficult to kill the other party without revealing his identity.

As a fifth-level demon beast, it was not difficult for Bai Lang to rescue Muyue from Long Xuan's hands, and it also had the ability to change, so it didn't need to worry about revealing its identity at all.

As far as its identity is exposed, it can only be safer, as the son of the demon king Baihe, who dares to hurt it in the Dragon Sparrow Empire?

On the island in the middle of the lake, Long Xuan relied on the soul bell in his hand and constantly attacked Mu Yue, but his soul bell was not a complete treasure, and after using it once, he still had to wait for dozens of seconds of cooldown. Therefore, as long as Muyue's will is firmer, there will be no danger to his life for a while.

The cooldown time of the Dementor Bell's skill had arrived, and Long Xuan raised it in his hand and said threateningly: "Miss Muyue, if you admit defeat now, it's still too late." ”

"Don't think!"

Muyue snorted coldly, how could she, who was naturally stubborn, bow to the enemy.

Long Xuan took a step forward, she took a step back, until she was close to the lake, and there was no place to stay behind her, she held the long sword in front of her chest, looking vigilant to guard against the other party's sneak attack.

"Then don't blame Ben Hou for destroying the flowers!"

Long Xuan sneered, and seeing that the other party had no way out, he immediately shook the soul bell.

Jingling!

The soul bell made a crisp soul sound, and Mu Yue hurriedly blocked her ears, but to no avail, her expression instantly became sluggish, and her body reaction became more and more sluggish.

"Die, bitch!"

Long Xuan's opportunity could not be lost and he roared violently, and slashed at Mu Yue's throat with a swing of his long sword.

However, at this time, from the lake behind Mu Yue, a white-faced demon ape with a height of six or seven zhang burst out, throwing the sluggish Mu Yue over his shoulder, and roaring at Long Xuan is resounding in the sky.