Nangong Xue said: "It is never easy to dominate the world, it is with real ability. Even if they can assist people, they should trust each other, not just give orders and maintain each other's master and servant. Treasures also have a heart, if you treat it like this, sooner or later it will be cold, and then it will no longer protect you. But like the dragon chanting in Cangquan......"

Liu Mujian squinted his eyes at the sword in Nangong Xue's hand, and responded: "Yes, if you don't mention it, I will forget about it." This Cangquan Dragon Yin is the thing of my ancestor of the Huangshan Sect, passed down from generation to generation, why is it still in your hands? Haha, this is very good, very good, I have both the Seven Evil Treasures and the Sword Cangquan Dragon Yin, and who is my opponent? The dragon chair, it is time to sit firmly. Quick, give me the sword, don't let it wear out the god-sent spirituality in the hands of you filthy mortals!"

Nangong Xue was anxious and angry, and said, "You are called unreasonable." Cangquan Longyin, haven't you already given it to me? Even if you were really reluctant at the beginning, you shouldn't deny what you have done!"

Liu Mujian sneered: "Who said I gave it to you? That is because he was afraid of the evil star and the power of the stars, he had to endure the humiliation and give him the sword." As for him to give it to you, it was all wishful thinking on his part, and the old man didn't know anything in advance, and he couldn't talk about anything he promised to regret it. Now that he's dead, this sword is not a relic, and it should be retrieved by me!"

Nangong Xue was so difficult to decide, she accepted the sword, and she was often uneasy in her heart. Later, he gave Li Yijie a few insinuations, which strengthened his idea of returning the sword to its original owner. But after fighting and killing the enemy with it several times, it is indeed a little inseparable and cannot be let go. Between man and sword, there is also emotion. From another point of view, she just recognized Liu Mujian as a person, and she was extremely disgusted, and she didn't want to let the sword she had been painstakingly cultivating be bad in his hands. If today's sword was given to her by the Linkong Dao Chief, then no matter how reluctant she is, she will definitely endure the pain and cut her love. But it's a despicable and shameless villain who coerces himself, that's another matter.

Liu Mujian sneered: "Refuse to hand it over? It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking, then okay, I will see if you hand it over or not!" Cheng Jiahua said in a low voice: "Don't ...... Don't give it to him!" Nangong Xue nodded, time was pressing, and she didn't have time to say more, she had the right to answer.

Li Yijie pulled out his long sword and said coldly: "Uncle Shi, I shouldn't have done anything to you according to the seniors, but what you did was whimsical, it was simply blinded by the desire for power, please forgive me for being disrespectful!" ”

Nangong Xue hurriedly took Cheng Jiahua to the side and watched the battle intently. Liu Mujian is not old in the end, and the two weapons cooperate tacitly, and the attack is relaxed, and the tiger is vigorous. Li Yijie's moves were exquisite, and he fought with Liu Mujian inextricably, but he also knew in his heart that he was a little behind.

After a few more rounds, the two of them can be said to be evenly matched in terms of moves. Li Yijie alone suffered a loss because he couldn't affect the internal breath, and he had clearly restrained Liu Mujian's vital point several times, and he only needed to enter the middle palace directly, and he could immediately hurt the enemy. But because the strength of the sword is not pure, he is easily picked up every time, and by the way, he gives back a sword. At first, the pace was very leisurely, but later it became sluggish and the breathing became heavier.

Liu Mujian seemed to be lit by the flames around him, and he would never get tired again, and when he saw that his opponent was a little weak, he immediately stepped up his attack. Li Yijie's physical strength gradually became exhausted, and he retreated step by step, but he remembered to protect his junior sister, so although he was injured, he could always stand upright.

Nangong Xue's eyes never left Li Yijie for a moment, she was worried, and she wanted to rush forward desperately to help her senior brother and kill the enemy side by side. But then he looked down at Cheng Jiahua, and hesitated again, his face was extremely haggard at this time, in case it was all because of his own negligence, and he was attacked by the rest of the Huangshan disciples, and if anything happened, she didn't want to see it.

Speaking of which, the group of Huangshan disciples who came down with Liu Mujian didn't know if they were stupid, or they were also unaccustomed to the style of the leader, and no one stepped forward to help. This will make the pressure on the two of them a little less. But this world is sinister, who knows what kind of calculations they have on the surface?

The senior brother is the most important in his heart, and he has already made up his mind to live and die with him, so there is nothing to say, but Cheng Jiahua always has some friendship with her, although even he can't figure out where this friendship comes from, but he is very happy to be friends with him. Seeing that he was injured in front of his eyes, or because she failed to protect him in time, he always felt worried, lest something happen to him.

Cheng Jiahua also noticed Nangong Xue's dilemma at this time, and when her eyes hesitated between the two parties again, she pretended to be indifferent, smiled at her, and said, "Go help him." ”

Nangong Xue was stunned, as if she hadn't heard him speak clearly, and said, "What did you say?"

Cheng Jiahua smiled lightly: "I said, go help him." I can't be so selfish that you make a mistake because of me, which will lead to lifelong resentment. But don't worry, it's a great way to kill two birds with one stone. You think, now only Liu Mujian has bad intentions towards me, and if you subdue him earlier, my side will be safe. You must know that Li Yijie alone is not his opponent, and if he barely holds on, he will lose sooner or later, so it is better to rush before that, you first join forces with him to deal with the old horseman, and only then can you have hope of victory with two enemies and one. ”

Nangong Xue also smiled, as if to give him a few words, the original boring mood diluted a lot, and said, "Then you have to be careful yourself." After speaking, he mentioned Cangquan Longyin and joined the battle group. Li Yijie has already fought and retreated, supported by only a subtle belief, but this is not very reliable after all, and the situation is extremely critical. Nangong Xue thought that he was all for himself, knowing that he was invincible, but he never opened his mouth to call for help, and her heart was moved and worried.

Liu Mujian sneered: "What's the matter, do you care about Senior Brother, why did you go earlier? I just have to wait until he has his last breath left, and then he is willing to come out to help, it's too late!" Nangong Xue didn't answer, waved his sword, and fought hard to resist the enemy. Every time the blades intersect, due to the difference in internal force, the tiger's mouth and wrist are always numb. Liu Mujian sneered: "The sword of my Huangshan faction is quite easy to use, right? Unfortunately, although this is a famous product, it is not an afterimage sword, and it cannot greatly increase your skills." You still want to beat me, so what are you going to do?"

Li Yijie took the opportunity of the two shoulders to meet each other, and said in a low voice: "I can see clearly, he is using a fake." Although the appearance is enough to be fake, we see that the one Cheng Jiaxuan uses is the real Seven Evil Remnant Sword, and it can kill people a few miles away with sword qi alone, and it is very good. However, although Master Liu's sword strength is also strong, it is all out of his own skill, and he has not borrowed any benefits from the sword. His sword qi was not enough to form a white light. If it is said that the sword ability varies from person to person, in the hands of Cheng Jiaxuan, a little girl with low martial arts, she already has such power, and on the side of Liu Shibo, whose martial arts are higher than her, even if her skills cannot be improved, there is only the same, and there is no worse reason. ”

Nangong Xue said: "I see, it's really called a mistake, and the sword is fake, otherwise none of us will be his opponent." It's just that this matter was originally very easy to identify, and Master Liu has always been old and serious, how could he not notice the abnormality of the Afterimage Sword?"

Li Yijie said: "Maybe it's greed that messes up the mind. He is bent on taking the world and seeking to seize the seven treasures, and now he sees that his lifelong wish will be fulfilled, and he is overjoyed, even if he still has a little sense, he is afraid that his heart will hint to him with all his might: this treasure is real, we are the ones who want to rob his treasure, and we are the enemies he wants to deal with. Alas, that sword is not an afterimage sword, so Liu Shibo's sudden insaneness is not because he was infected by the evil qi of the monster, but because he was haunted by the demons in his heart. I never thought that Uncle Liu would have such a side......"

Nangong Xue was disgusted and said, "All kinds of evil things in the world are driven by everyone's inner demons. The Remnant Sword will only conform to the wishes of its wielder and exert its maximum power, but will not reverse it and manipulate human nature. Treasures are wrong, but what is wrong is those greedy villains who seek treasures and want to profit from them, and do things wrong. ”

Li Yijie was about to answer, when he suddenly heard Liu Mujian sneer, and said: "Isn't it very leisurely? Do you still have time to chat on the side?

Nangong Xue's skills were weak, and her whole body only felt a heavy oppression. All around him was shrouded in sword aura, bringing a strong wind, sweeping his cheeks with faint pain. There was a shining silver light in front of him, and the swords clashed and clanged, and golden sparks continued to explode.

Although Liu Mujian used a counterfeit afterimage sword, in terms of real martial arts, it was difficult for the two to compete with him. It didn't last long, and it was left and right, and he was forced into a corner step by step. In the past, it was always enough to protect oneself by relying on the flexibility of one's body and dodging in the open, but once the retreat was blocked, there was only one way to die. Nangong Xue tried her best to dance her sword to resist the attack, even if she didn't seek to retreat from the enemy at this time, she couldn't blindly retreat, and looked at her senior brother for help.

Li Yijie was attacked by him, and a strong internal force came endlessly along the moment when the two swords intersected, and he couldn't resist each other, his chest and lungs were stirred several times, and his arms were so weak that he could barely lift the sword. A mouthful of blood was already in his mouth, and he didn't want to show weakness to the enemy, nor did he want to make Nangong Xue worry, so he tried his best to swallow it back into his stomach. Suddenly, a smell of blood rushed straight into the nose, and this recoil from the inside to the outside was the most difficult, and both eyes were also pulled at the same time, and the stinging pain was unbearable. But in this urgent battle, there is no chance to close your eyes at all.

Nangong Xue was so anxious that she couldn't wait to snatch the long sword from her senior brother's hand and deal with it on his behalf. Just now, she was also paying attention to the sword moves of the two, and the Huashan swordsmanship made by Li Yijie has always been known for its steady and heavy moves, and it is good at both offense and defense. And Liu Mujian tried in vain to surpass the hundred schools, and in his early years, he had painstakingly studied the kung fu of various sects, although he was crazy at this time, he still kept in mind the way of the moves.

Every time Li Yijie stabs out with a sword, he walks the authentic Huashan routine, which is decent, where to cut it and where to seal it, in his opinion, everything is well understood. After figuring out the rules, he rushed forward to counterattack and blocked his tricks in advance, Li Yijie couldn't dismantle a few moves and was in a hurry, and it was like being sent forward to be beaten.

In contrast, the Demon Sect's sword rules are light and ruthless, and they may be able to control Liu Mujian. The life and death in front of him are also tied to this line, and I can only hope that the senior brother will not be so brainless. She deliberately hinted just now to make him understand that martial arts, like treasures, have no good or evil in themselves, and they all vary according to the user's mind. There is no martial art in the world that cannot kill people, but as long as it is handled properly, it is also out of a benevolent thought that his subordinates will leave some affection.

But Li Yijie couldn't turn this way, he hated the Demon Sect deeply, and swore that he would never use the kung fu contained in the secret book again, and even if he died, he would not accept their favor. Just winning the leader of the martial arts alliance at the Heroes Conference was enough for him to suffer a lot of criticism and experience the fingers of thousands of people, so even if Liu Mujian was forced to be in a hurry, it was still the set of skillful Huashan swordsmanship that was used to meet the attack.

After a few more dismantling styles, Li Yijie's sword walked to the middle palace, when the chest was stabbed straight, Liu Mujian held a life-saving block, and immediately took advantage of the internal force, and the scimitar hooked the sword body, and his luck was skimmed. Li Yijie's hand was weak, he couldn't hold the hilt of the sword at all, and as soon as his wrist was twisted outward, the long sword hooked him.