Chapter 32: Neither seven swords nor half a sword is a serious sword
The moonlight across the street is quiet.
Under the moonlight, the two people who came with a brocade-clothed jade fan and a black-robed ancient sword.
Seeing these two people, the faces of the Returning Lamp Master Tai and the Qingzheng Daoist became solemn.
Because these two people can't be regarded as decent people, they represent the two largest black market transactions on the rivers and lakes.
One sells news, the other sells people's lives.
The jade-faced fox Xiao Muqiu, as well as the remnant sword Mu Wu.
Xiao Muqiu came from the street, gently shaking the jade fracture fan in his hand, and his narrow eyes looked at Tie Muyi like a fox.
Why Tie Muyi came, he naturally knew, Fengyulou knew almost everything on the rivers and lakes.
But what he didn't expect was that Tie Muyi would come so quickly, didn't he say that he was still on his way to Suzhou.
With Tie Muyi's lack of knowledge of the road, it should take a few days to arrive.
His presence here at this time obviously had a great influence on his plans.
It seems that the shadow on the side of the Iron Sword Gate should be replaced after a while.
Just when Xiao Muqiu was thinking about changing the staff, Mu Wu looked at Tie Muyi with appreciation.
It was a good sword, he could tell. The sword intent rang out, even if Tie Muyi hadn't drawn his sword yet, he had already felt the chilling sword aura.
As a swordsman, sword reading is the most basic kung fu. He saw a possibility in those seven iron swords, a possibility to become famous swords, maybe they are not famous now, but one day, they will definitely be famous.
It's like the lonely sword.
"What's the name of your sword?" asked Mu Wu.
Conversations between swordsmen have probably always been so direct.
Iron Curtain Yi also looked at Mu Wu, his eyes fell on the ancient sword in his hand, and he replied with the iron sword in his hand.
"Seven difficulties. ”
This is the name of the sword, not the name of the sword.
Mu Wu bowed slightly, and raised the ancient sword in his hand: "Long hatred." ”
This sword in the name of hatred is indeed wrapped in hatred.
Tie Muyi looked at the sword in Mu Wu's hand, and said half-loudly.
"Your sword is broken. ”
"It's broken. ”
Mu Wu did not deny it, but held the hilt of the sword and pulled out the ancient sword in his hand.
At this time, the two sides were able to see clearly, and it turned out that this long-hated ancient sword was only half of it. Even the remaining half of the blade was broken.
This is how the name of Mu Wu's remnant sword came from.
His sword was never broken.
As for why it was broken, it was a long time ago.
Among the people present, only Xiao Muqiu should know something.
"I remember your sword. Mu Wu held the broken sword, directly ignored the others on both sides, and said to Tie Muyi.
"Leave now, next time the World Sword Alliance, I'll wait for you. ”
The World Sword Alliance is a sword trial conference for swordsmen in the world, once every three years, all the swordsmen in the world will come, whether it is a fledgling young swordsman, or a famous master who has already stood on his own.
Young swordsmen seek fame, and masters seek to go further.
Even Dugu will come, and he seeks an opponent.
Mu Wu took a fancy to Tie Muyi's sword, so he hoped that he would come instead of dying here.
"I'll go. Tie Muyi said.
"But I'm not going to get out of the way. ”
With the sound of gold and iron clapping, he slowly pulled out an iron sword, and every time the heavy blade moved, it seemed as if there was a thousand forces brewing in it.
Until the iron sword was completely pulled out, the not wide sword body was stood on the ground by Tie Muyi.
"Dang!"
There was a sound of vibration, and everyone could see that the sword was so heavy that an ordinary swordsman might not even be able to hold it.
Tie Muyi drew his sword, and it was time to fight.
"I'm not going to keep my hand. Mu Wu's expression said coldly.
"Neither will I. Tie Muyi seemed to have a bit of expectation in his eyes, and he was looking forward to the opportunity to fight with every swordsman.
Then, he will find Dugu and no longer recovers.
Without speaking again, Mu Wu was silent for a moment.
Then, the figure in front of everyone's eyes flickered, and they vaguely saw a flash of sword light, it was Mu Wu who took out the sword.
How fast can a sword be?
The fastest sword in the world is Dugu Bufu, his sword is rarely seen clearly, and then Mu Wu.
Mu Wu's sword is only a little slower than Dugu Bufu, how much slower, Dugu Bu no longer has said it himself.
A foot and a half slower.
Which one and a half feet?
A foot and a half broken.
Over the years, Dugu Bu has found many swords for Mu Wu, including famous craftsmen and heirloom soldiers, and he just wants to compete with him again.
But Mu Wu never used any other sword other than his broken sword.
Some people say that he can only use a broken sword, but Dugu no longer knows that he can use a long sword.
And the reason why he always refused to use the long sword should be because of his hatred for the broken sword.
Mu Wu couldn't let go of the hatred of the broken sword, and he would never make an inch of progress for the rest of his life.
He drew a boundary for himself, a boundary that was only one and a half feet long, but which he could never cross for the rest of his life.
But whether he can't cross it, or doesn't want to cross it, no one knows at all.
Mu Wu is very strong, and he is very ruthless, if the Jianghu people want to rank a list of the least want to fight, then he must be in the top ten.
When his sword moves, someone will almost certainly die.
But he couldn't kill Tie Muyi.
As for the reason, it was on the man in white who had just escaped.
Tie Muyi learned his sword, which was given by Li Si.
There is no way, even if it is as strong as Mu Wu, it can't prevent that habitual thief, there is nothing in the world that Li Si can't borrow.
Sure enough, when the broken sword stabbed in front of him, the iron sword in Tie Muyi's hand had already been raised.
Tie Muyi's sword is very special, in the most intuitive way, he has seven swords.
When Mu Wu's broken sword stabbed on the iron sword in Tie Muyi's hand, the iron sword retreated, and at the same time, Tie Muyi had already turned around, and pulled out another iron sword with his left hand and slashed at Mu Wu's waist.
The heavy sword slashed, and the strong wind agitated.
The blade of the sword in Mu Wu's hand immediately turned and stopped in front of the slashed iron sword.
"Z!"
A spark sparked between the two swords.
But the next moment, Mu Wu discovered that something was wrong, this second sword was not held by anyone.
That's right, when the sword was halfway through, Tie Muyi had already sent away the hand holding the sword, and let the sword go with the trend.
At the same time, he pulled out the third sword behind him and slashed at Mu Wu from top to bottom.
The offensive instantly changed from one direction to two.
Mu Wu frowned, and immediately knocked the second sword away.
But because the iron sword was too heavy, he only knocked it half a meter away in a hurry.
The angle at which the iron sword flew out seemed to have been arranged a long time ago, and it swirled and fell back to Tie Muyi's side.
Immediately after, Mu Wu raised his sword to block the third sword that Tie Muyi had chopped.
Not surprisingly, when the third sword was halfway slashed, Tie Muyi had already let go.
When the sword fell, he had already turned around and caught the second sword, and with the first sword still in his hand, he slashed left and right at Mu Wukong's chest.
This time, the sword in two directions turned into three.
"Thorn!"
The blade slashed, and Mu Wu retreated.
After just one fight, Mu Wu retreated, which made Xiao Muqiu, who was standing on the side, squint his eyes in surprise.
The iron curtain cloak stabbed the two iron swords in his hand to the ground, turned over and caught the third sword that was about to fly out, and fell from mid-air.
That's how he uses the sword, he never holds the sword all the time, he just manipulates the direction of the sword.
He can manipulate seven swords at the same time, attacking from seven different directions with seven different sword techniques.
You can also re-catch and re-use these swords when your opponent knocks them flying.
Fighting him was like fighting seven people at the same time, and these swords were so powerful that there was no way back.
This is also the reason why he, as a teenager who has just entered the rivers and lakes, can make so many families suffer.
He knows too much swordsmanship, and at the same time, he can use too much.
Combined with his swordplay, anyone who fights him for the first time is usually caught off guard.
The wind blew away the light clouds that half-obscured the crescent.
Under the bright moon, the streets are lined with iron swords.
Tie Muyi stood in the center of the iron sword and touched his cheek, which was left with a sword mark on his cheek, which was very shallow, but still shed a little blood.
His swordsmanship is exquisite, but Mu Wu's sword is just as fast.