"When will it be my turn!" Looking at the sun gradually setting westward, Mu Ziyi, who was originally full of ambition, is now starting to be a little anxious.

"Don't worry, there are still two games! Maybe the next one will be you!" Ren Xiao calmed Mu Ziyi, who was anxious. "You are a personal disciple of the wind, and it is not an exaggeration to leave you in the finale on this alone. "Zhong Liyan's arrangements for the competition in Heavenly Sword Villa are very complete.

In Mu Ziyi's anxious waiting, the previous games were finally over, until after the masked man on the field left, the referee began to announce the two sides of the last game.

"This person is a little familiar!" Ren Xiao looked at the masked man who was walking down on the field, only to see a steel knife in his right hand and a round shield in his left hand.

"Finally it's the last game of the day, by Mu Ziyi Bai Feng Sword against Mo Lin Crane Ming Sword!"

At this moment, the masked man suddenly turned his head to look at Ren Xiao and them, which made Ren Xiao even more puzzled.

As soon as the referee announced the appearance of the two sides, Zhong Liyan couldn't help but laugh. It's okay not to laugh, this smile made Mu Ziyi's heart even more anxious, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" Zhong Liyan shook his head and said, "It's nothing, you'll know it after you play!"

Zhong Liyan's words made Mu Ziyi even more flustered, and he didn't dare to appear for a long time, until a shout came from the audience: "Apprentice who doesn't blow the wind, come out quickly! Don't you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head like your master?"

"Let's go, don't let the opponent wait!" Zhong Liyan pushed Mu Ziyi.

When Mu Ziyi came to the arena, a personable man stood on the arena with a wooden sword behind his back. Mu Ziyi looked at the other party carefully, although this person was old, but his hair was combed very neatly, and at first glance he was a person with cultivation, making it difficult for people to imagine that the cry just now came from his mouth.

"Are you Mu Ziyi, the apprentice of the wind not blowing?" Mo Lin asked a very boring question. Mu Ziyi's brain spun rapidly, trying to search for this person from his memory, but there was still no clue, so he said, "Why did the senior insult the family teacher just now?"

Mo Lin said with a smile: "Your master, he is the best in the world in swordsmanship, and he has rejected my challenges many times, what do you say he is not a turtle with a shrunken head?" Feng Mobi has refused other people's door-to-door challenges many times, on the grounds that he no longer asks about the world and does not want to be involved in any disputes.

Thinking of this, Mu Ziyi defended his master and said, "Master, he has already withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, what's the point of you challenging him? It is reasonable for him to reject you." ”

"Quitting the rivers and lakes?How can he quit the rivers and lakes as long as he is alive?When it comes to swordsmanship, who doesn't think of him first? If he really wants to quit, he should have cut himself off earlier!" Mo Lin spoke straightforwardly, not shying away at all, which made Mu Ziyi very unhappy in his heart. retorted: "Master, he has been persecuted by wicked people and drove west, why are you still so aggressive?"

Mo Lin pulled open his white robe, and there were several swords hanging inside. I saw Mo Lin pull out one of them and said: "It is precisely because he died that I lost the opportunity to defeat him, and his death is irresponsible to me!"

It was the first time Mu Ziyi had encountered such unreasonableness

didn't know how to refute him for a while. Mo Lin paused for a moment and said, "So he's dead now, and I have to look for you! I hope you don't let me down!"

Since the other party had made it clear that he was here to find him, of course Mu Ziyi couldn't let him down, so he kicked back with his heels, and the Bai Feng sword flew out of the scabbard, Mu Ziyi reached out to catch the sword, pulled away and said: "Then come on! I also want to defend the master's position!"

"In that case, that's the best, but I'm going to say ugly things ahead, if you lose, you have to pay with your life, and you have to die to declare that the other party is better than you!" Mo Lin had a righteous attitude when he spoke, as if he had already put life and death aside for the sake of victory or defeat.

Mu Ziyi knew that the opponent's combat experience must be much richer than his own, and if he used the conventional playing method, he would definitely lose quickly, so Mu Ziyi planned to do his best at the beginning.

"Meteor Dance!" Mu Ziyi jumped back, pulling away and planning to defeat the opponent with long-distance moves, and he couldn't relax at all against people who were more experienced than his own fighting.

Countless streams of light shot towards Mo Lin, Mo Lin swung his sword, put the sword in front of him, and a snow-white wing appeared where the blade slashed, and this plump wing protected Mo Lin impenetrable. Mu Ziyi's streamer hit the wings like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no effect.

"It turned out to be a wing guard made with a sword soul, and it seems that it was a trick researched by the master. The other party's performance made Mu Ziyi can't help but praise.

After resisting the "Meteor Dance", Mo Lin began to launch a counterattack, and the pair of snow-white wings were horizontally in front, and the neatly arranged feathers shot towards Mu Ziyi one by one.

Mu Ziyi skillfully dodged the feathers with his nimble body, and his intuition told him that it was best not to touch them easily. After the feather, Mo Lin swung his sword and stabbed over, and Mu Ziyi raised his sword to parry.

Mo Lin, who had a strong desire to win, didn't have too many tricks, a sword stabbed Mu Ziyi's throat, Mu Ziyi swung his sword to pick away his attack, and then used the power on his wrist to quickly counterattack and stab Mo Lin's wrist.

Because the sword was blocked by the other party, Mo Lin's wrist was forced to crash into the tip of Mu Ziyi's sword.

"The swordsmanship has really been passed on by Feng Mobu!" Mo Lin praised, and then quickly let go of the hilt of the sword in his hand, raised his hand to dodge Mu Ziyi's attack, and at the same time quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword with his left hand and stabbed at Mu Ziyi's right hand holding the sword.

The other party's tricks are so similar to his own, which makes Mu Ziyi have a headache, the person in front of him is really not a brainless challenger, and it seems that he has put some effort into dealing with Feng Mo Blow.

Although Mo Lin was able to imitate his own swordsmanship moves, Mu Ziyi's strength and skills in his wrist had made a huge leap after practicing the "Ten Directions Sword Technique". At this moment, the other party raised his sword and stabbed over, Mu Ziyi directly twisted his wrist and pulled back the Bai Feng Sword that was sprinting forward, and picked up Mo Lin's sword.

"Good skill!" Mo Lin praised. Mu Ziyi's two simple movements are enough to prove that he has super high swordsmanship skills, but Mo Lin is a person who dares to be gentle with the wind, how can he not have some real kung fu in his hands?

"Then look at the next move!" Mo Lin saw that Mu Ziyi was really extraordinary, so he immediately accepted his contempt and lifted his sword upside down. Mu Ziyi was shocked when he saw Mo Lin's action, because this kind of momentum was only recorded in the "Ten Directions Sword Technique

", could it be that this Mo Lin also secretly learned the master's secret sword spectrum?

"You, how can you make such a move?" Mu Ziyi decided to ask the reason for the incident first, after all, this is not a trivial matter.

"Oh, do you mean this momentum? It seems that Feng Mo Fu has already taught you the Ten Directions Sword Technique!" Mo Lin's eyes revealed a longing, which made Mu Ziyi look very terrifying, like a lamb targeted by a vicious wolf.

"Tell me why you know Master's secret technique?When did you learn it secretly?", Mu Ziyi's words were mixed with some anger, for him, there was no reason why the sword book that Master handed over to him before he died would be passed on to others, so this Mo Lin must have peeked at this sword book.

"If you want to defeat Feng Mo Blow, how can you do it if you don't know a little bit about his skills?" Mo Lin said lightly, and he didn't take this matter to heart at all. Mu Ziyi also put on a ten-way sword technique, and said, "Then let me try how much of my master's swordsmanship you have stolen!" Before the words fell, Mu Ziyi had already rushed to Mo Lin's side and stabbed him in the throat with his sword.

"The starting hand is to seal the throat with a sword, do you want to fight quickly?" Mo Lin guessed Mu Ziyi's intention after seeing his attack, and waved his sword to block Mu Ziyi's white phoenix sword as he spoke. And when Mu Ziyi saw him raise his sword to block, he was overjoyed: "It seems that he hasn't learned the essence of the Ten Directions Sword Technique, if he wants to crack a sword to seal his throat, how can he just block?"

Because Mo Lin was familiar with the swordsmanship of Feng Mo Blow, he had long expected that Mu Ziyi would make a temporary side move, so he dodged Mu Ziyi's sword with a backflip and then quickly stabbed Mu Ziyi with his backhand.

After being dodged, Mu Ziyi did not give up, but quickly adjusted the posture of his body and stabbed Mo Lin's throat again, only this time Mu Ziyi shook his wrist in advance, and the tip of the real sword was vibrating rapidly, so that Mo Lin could not judge the path of the sword at all.

"Wings!" Mo Lin, who was already unable to parry, could only put the wings behind him together in front of him, blocking Mu Ziyi's swordsmanship in all directions at once. Just as the other party folded his wings, Mu Ziyi suddenly withdrew the white phoenix sword and kicked it over.

Although the wings that are as hard as iron will not be easily split, when receiving a power-type attack, they still have to rely on Mo Lin's own strength to block it. Mu Ziyi's kick was full of strength, and Mo Lin's whole person slid backwards for a long distance.

After standing still, Mo Lin opened his wings, only to find that there was no longer a figure in front of him, and the warrior's keen intuition made him dodge. Sure enough, just as Mo Lin was desperately dodging to the right, Mu Ziyi's sword slashed down from above. Although Mo Lin dodged the first sword, Mu Ziyi's ten-square sword technique was specially used to deal with the situation where the first sword missed, and this time Mo Lin couldn't dodge it, Mu Ziyi's white phoenix sword had already stabbed him in the left shoulder.

"The apprentice of the wind does have his demeanor, it is rumored that few people can catch his second sword, and now it seems that even his apprentice can reach the realm of killing the enemy with two swords!" Mo Lin said, holding his injured shoulder.

Although Mu Ziyi has the upper hand now, he also admires Mo Lin from the bottom of his heart, this man who studied swordsmanship in order to defeat his master is really worthy of admiration.

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