"You really have a problem. The pianist gently stroked the strings, and through the moonlight, he saw Mu Yuncheng's face as he took off his mask.

"So what, you don't have a chance to tell Yan Yongye the news. The words fell, and there was no trace of Mu Yuncheng on the flat ground. The violinist suddenly felt a chill behind him, and if he turned back, he would definitely die under the sword.

The thought flashed in his mind for a moment, and he jumped up with force between his toes, and Mu Yuncheng's sword qi really galloped from below him, destroying the withering and decaying like a dragon roaring and a tiger. The three-foot-tall tree in front of it echoed the sound of two halves, and from it continued to pour out thick smoke, as if it had been struck by lightning.

Turning the sword into a thunder dragon has always been Mu Yuncheng's most proud move.

The pianist swirled in the air, plucking the strings with both hands at great speed, and one after another sonic waves pierced the night sky like sharp blades, heading straight for Mu Yuncheng.

And Mu Yuncheng just flicked it with his hand, and a dark iron giant sword was formed by its internal force out of thin air, and he then pushed, and the wind enveloped by the giant sword instantly broke the trees on both sides, and the sonic blade hit the giant sword without any reaction, even more like

There was a little arrogance between his eyebrows, not at all like before. The aura emanating from his body was also very different from before.

The violinist was shocked when he saw it, and there was a chill behind him. I only felt that this person was deliberately preserving his strength before, but at that time he was already doing his best, so it seems that his ability should be terrifying.

For a while, the galaxy flowed, turning a hundred times, and countless sword shadows fell from the sky one after another, dense as a rain line, and there was no way to avoid it.

The violinist tried his best to resist the flying swords in the sky with the piano wave gong, and the six swords of Tianxiao behind Mu Yuncheng suddenly appeared, and in an instant, he struck at the violinist with a sword style. The One Absolute Sword Style is the fastest and most powerful move among the six swords in Tianxiao, and the moment the six swords are one, it can completely compete with the four swords in the sky. The so-called four swords in the sky are the divine sword Canghai, the fairy sword Qinglian, the holy sword Xuanyuan, and the magic sword covering the sky. Although Cangyun is also called the Immortal Sword by Qianji Mountain, it cannot be compared with the Qinglian transformed by the Western Wonderful Qi. And how could the pianist be Mu Yuncheng's opponent, a sword style instantly shattered his body-protecting true qi, and for a while, the strings were completely destroyed, and the clothes were scattered. He fell to the ground, his clothes shattered, blood still pouring from his wounds.

At this moment, Mu Yuncheng could easily take his life with just one sword, but Mu Yuncheng didn't do it.

"Who are you?" At this time, the qin master was already on the verge of life and death, but he also had to ask what the true identity of the person in front of him was.

"I'm the Mu Yuncheng you've been looking for. Mu Yuncheng dispersed the six swords of Tianxiao and stood with his hands in his hands.

"Sure enough......" He tilted his head to the side and said with a wry smile: "Knowing that this is the Longtan Tiger's Den, you still dare to break alone Rumor Mu Yuncheng is a dog and a gallant rat, and the smell of milk has not dried." Now it seems that there are rumors. ”

"Yuncheng's qualifications are still shallow, but he is not a dog, I will prove it to you with my own actions. He left a brocade box and turned to leave. And the brocade box is not something else, but a pill to protect the heart and heal the wounds, Mu Yuncheng is also gambling, betting that the pianist has a good conscience. After all, there are too many people in the East China Sea League who are deceived by rumors like him, and it is impossible for him to kill all the people in the East China Sea League, he needs friends, and he needs friends who can help him.

Looking at Mu Yuncheng's departing back, the violinist's heart struggled incomparably, how could he not know the various evil deeds of the White Shark King. However, he used Princess Kuna to threaten tens of thousands of people on Zebra Island, and he also thought about killing the White Shark King, but with his own strength, he couldn't do it at all......

The next morning, before it was breakfast time, there was a commotion downstairs, noisy, noisy and noisy.

Mu Yuncheng went downstairs alone, but saw a group of Dongying Wanderers outside the door, who were clashing with the people of the East China Sea Alliance.

Strangely, apart from the two parties involved, there were no onlookers. It is not difficult to understand this, how rampant the Dongying Japanese people are on this coast now, and the Donghai Alliance has deep roots in this area. Both sides are killing people without blinking, and ordinary people are still overwhelmed, how dare they come up and watch the excitement?

Instead, Mu Yuncheng stood at the door of the store and indifferently posed as a bystander.

Listening to the whispered conversation between the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, Mu Yuncheng understood the reason for the confrontation between the two sides, it turned out to be a fishing boat on Honghu Island, which was hit by Dongying's pirate ship in the process of docking, and the side side was opened, but fortunately, no one died. But instead of apologizing, the people of Dongying also put on a look of what you can do. If it hadn't been for the big guy who came forward at that time, the two sides would have fought on the spot. Early this morning, the two sides met here again, and it can really be said that the road is narrow.

The hatred between the Donghai Alliance and the Dongying people has a long history, not only because of the many hurtful things that the Dongying people did after they arrived in Mingyue Town, but also because of the competition between the Dongying people and the Dongying people for fishery resources when they went to sea.

I saw that the two sides were tense and violent, but after waiting for a long time, no one took the lead. Clear-eyed people know that both sides have scruples, and Yan Yongye has previously issued eight bans and twelve beheadings, one of which is to provoke internal struggles, beheading.

But at this moment, an unknown object fell from the sky and smashed on the head of a Dongying swordsman. For a while, blood splashed, and the thing exploded, and the porcelain pieces flew one after another, and it turned out to be a teapot.

Although no one on either side carried a teapot, the Dongying people didn't care about this, and a wave of anger immediately rushed to their hearts, and they fought with the East China Sea Alliance.

This teapot is strange, if there are still people who dare to cause trouble in Mingyue Town, except for themselves, it must be ......

Mu Yuncheng turned around and went back to the room, pushed the door in, but saw that Di Jing was still sleeping soundly on the bed. But the teapot that was originally on the table was gone.

Mu Yuncheng walked to the window, and below was the two parties fighting in front of the store.

At first, it was just a small-scale confrontation of more than a dozen people, but then, there were continuous help from both sides, and it slowly evolved into a large-scale conflict. For a time, the streets and alleys all became battlefields for both sides. With severed limbs and broken arms, flesh and blood flying, from this scene, the Dongying people and the East China Sea Alliance have formed a deep enmity in the sea of blood.

Many local people hid in the window to watch, and when they saw many Dongying people dead, they also applauded from the bottom of their hearts.

"Drink!" A voice was like a bell outside the sky, stirring in Mingyue Town, and everyone instantly stopped in place, as if they had been clicked.

Mu Yuncheng raised his eyes to look, but saw an old man standing with a sword in the high pavilion. That old man was none other than the Dongying Sword Saint Shangquan Yilong. The sound of the broken drink just now came from his mouth. This tiger roar was full of power, and the two sides of the fight who were low in cultivation were all stunned on the spot, and everyone's minds were still echoing with Fang Cai's sky-breaking roar, and the rest were blank.