Chapter 147: Mu Yuncheng's Strength (II)

"What?Mu Gongzi is the junior disciple of the head of Tianxiao Sect?" Ren Tianhao on the side looked at Mu Yuncheng incredulously after listening to Ye Feiyu's words.

Mu Yuncheng thought that Ye Feiyu's words were malicious slander against himself, he had never walked through the back door at this level, he clearly wanted to prove that he Ye Feiyu was better than himself in front of Chu Shuiyu.

"I passed this level by my own strength, if you don't believe it, I can use a soft sword to carve it on the stone inkstone again. Mu Yuncheng was eager to prove himself, but he heard Ye Feiyu snort coldly: "What are you doing so troublesomely, wouldn't it be nice for you and me to compete here?" After that, he pointed the Jiuqu Ink Dragon at Mu Yuncheng, his chin slightly raised, extremely arrogant.

Mu Yuncheng just wanted to talk about things, but he didn't want Ye Feiyu to be planning for a long time. Now that his dantian has been sealed, let alone that he can't use his sword qi, even if he can, he doesn't want to hurt him. Besides, he shouldn't be Ye Feiyu's opponent at all.

Last time, I relied on the sword to help me, and now the sword fly doesn't help me for some reason. Yi Yue is still unconscious, so let's wait for him to wake up and ask about it.

The eyes of the four people beside him all fell on the two of them, and a few more people who had just passed the trial entered the lounge.

Mu Yuncheng clenched his fists, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Since you have to compare, I can't help it. Mu Yuncheng flicked one arm, and the soft golden light drew a brilliant arc in mid-air, the golden light dissipated, and a long sword was already in Mu Yuncheng's hand.

Ye Feiyu didn't wait for him any longer, and stabbed at Mu Yuncheng with his sword. Mu Yuncheng can only block, and there are no moves. Those who know some swordsmanship next to him can see at a glance that Mu Yuncheng clearly doesn't know swordsmanship.

I am afraid that the reason why this trial can be passed has an absolute relationship with the fact that Shao Zhengyang in Ye Feiyu's mouth is his senior brother.

Although Mu Yuncheng was defeated by Ye Feiyu, Cangyun was not inferior to Mo Long. During the duel between the two, Ye Feiyu also found that Mu Yuncheng was completely relying on Cangyun, and occasionally the sword qi stirred a few times, which was also released by Cangyun himself, and it was definitely not from Mu Yuncheng's hands.

Qian donkey's skills are poor, all relying on this sword!

Ye Feiyu swept in with a sword, Mu Yuncheng avoided it on his back, Ye Feiyu then stepped on it, and when Mu Yuncheng just got together, Ye Feiyu flew up and kicked in his hand holding the sword, Mu Yuncheng's wrist hurt, and then he threw the Cangyun Sword to the ground.

Ye Feiyu didn't give him a chance, he flashed sideways behind Mu Yuncheng, the hilt of the sword knocked lightly on the back of Mu Yuncheng's head, Ye Feiyu didn't turn around, and kicked Mu Yuncheng's ass backwards with his legs, and his whole body flew forward and fell heavily to the ground.

"Are you really here?" Mu Yuncheng got up from the ground and looked at Ye Feiyu with an aggrieved expression.

Ye Feiyu snorted: "It seems that you haven't grown much, and those abilities are all boasted." ”

For Ye Feiyu's public humiliation, Mu Yuncheng could only endure it. Seeing Chu Shuiyu step forward to help Mu Yuncheng up, he turned his head and glared at Ye Feiyu and said: "Didn't you also see Yuncheng using a soft sword to engrave words on the stone inkstone? Where did you make a fake? If he can't beat you, it doesn't mean that he can't use sword strength, nor does it mean that his sword quality is not as good as you." He just hadn't learned sword moves. ”

"What's the matter, you want a water rumor to give you a head, Mu Yuncheng, you are also a man?" Ye Feiyu sneered at Mu Yuncheng, and there was no shortage of vicious words in his words.

Mu Yuncheng couldn't hold back any longer, and took Chu Shuiyu, who wanted to shoot at Ye Feiyu, behind him, and said with a solemn expression: "I'm not afraid of you, I just don't want to hurt your self-esteem." ”

"It's hard-mouthed. Ye Feiyu clenched his teeth, but then showed a contemptuous smile and said, "Then I'll give you another chance, let's compare the sword strength you keep saying you are best at." ”

"There are exactly two stone benches here, you and I each have a sword, you can't chop, you can only break the stone bench with the strength of the sword, and if you can't do it, you will lose. As he spoke, the men on either side made room for the two of them, and placed the two stone benches on their left and right sides.

Ye Feiyu lifted the Jiuqu Ink Dragon, wiped his fingers on the sword, and then the Jiuqu Ink Dragon lightly touched the stone bench, his wrist shook, and the stone bench cracked in response to the sound and split into two halves.

The people next to him applauded, and this sword was already a perfect interpretation of the sword strength.

There is no distance, and it is purely relying on the strength of itself and the sword to shatter the stone bench.

When it was Mu Yuncheng's turn, he saw Cangyun flying up from the ground and falling back into Mu Yuncheng's hands. He was not shocked by Ye Feiyu's perfect performance, but stood in front of the stone bench, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The Cangyun Sword in his hand suddenly burst out with an unprecedented fierce light, Mu Yuncheng opened his eyes, and also pointed at the stone bench in front of him with his sword, the light of the Cangyun Sword disappeared instantly, he did not touch the stone bench with his sword, and the stone bench also did not react at all.

Mu Yuncheng naturally raised his eyes to look at Ye Feiyu, his eyes were deep and full of pity. Then he didn't say anything, but took Chu Shuiyu's hand and walked towards the outside of the lounge.

"Hmph, waste is waste, it's just pretending. Ye Feiyu deeply despised Mu Yuncheng in his heart, and a few people in the crowd walked up to Mu Yuncheng's stone bench out of curiosity to watch, and they didn't believe that Mu Yuncheng, who could pass the trial, couldn't even shake the slightest crack in this stone bench.

At this time, Ye Feiyu's heart was full of pleasure, in his opinion, he finally unveiled Mu Yuncheng's ugly face in front of people, for those hypocrites who are foxes, tigers, and dogs, they will not be used to it!

The few people around Mu Yuncheng's stone bench were still motionless for a long time, still maintaining the posture they had observed before, and their eyes were all wide.

Ye Feiyu frowned slightly and walked towards them. The stone bench stood in the midst of the men, unscathed, without a single crack.

But immediately, Ye Feiyu discovered the problem. As more and more people gathered around the stone bench, even if everyone was holding their breath, the breath they breathed was enough to make subtle changes in the stone bench.

A fine amount of dust began to appear on the surface of the stone bench, which began to appear in large quantities as the breathing of the crowd accelerated.

"Impossible...... How could it be ......" Ye Feiyu couldn't believe it, he shook his head desperately, and the Nine Curved Ink Dragon in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. And it was the ground around this stone bench that suddenly shook, and the original intact stone bench instantly collapsed and turned into a pile of gray dust.

Everyone present was shocked by the result.

"With the softest in the world to gallop the world's hardest, nothing enters into the world, and the invisible power is the most powerful in the world. That day, Yanguan's words suddenly echoed in Ye Feiyu's ears, Mu Yuncheng was able to integrate the "Shangshui" in front of the Sword King Divine Palace in such a short period of time, Ye Feiyu had to admit that he had lost in terms of sword strength, lost to Mu Yuncheng, and lost completely.