Lu Yaoyi was uncertain for a while, and the whole person's mind seemed to be firmly held in the palm of Mu Xiuhan's hand, and he couldn't even think of being an enemy of him.

Mu Xiuhan didn't move, looking at her with a smile, his mouth still numb with words. Tease her.

"Yaoyi, it's better for the two of us to stop fighting, just think I'm losing. ”

"Wouldn't it be wonderful for us to go boating on the West Lake and recite poems together?"

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. Yaoyi, how can fighting and killing be better than the love of men and women in the world, come with me!"

Mu Xiuhan said one sentence after another, constantly impacting Lu Yaoyi's psychological defense.

"Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal....." Lu Yaoyi muttered and repeated, her face changed drastically, and her heart seemed to be flooded with turbulent waves.

What a beautiful poem! What a beautiful artistic conception! What kind of person should be able to make such a wonderful poem?

For the first time, Lu Yaoyi looked at Mu Xiuhan who was smiling opposite him with straight eyes, he seemed to be full of shortcomings, but it made people feel that he was flawless, which not only referred to his beautiful and tall physique, which imitated the silhouette carved from crystal clear marble, but also to his innate free and easy temperament. Although I thought he might be a frivolous prodigal, I couldn't help but be deeply attracted to him.

"The words are high-pitched, and the ambition of Lingyun is spitting out thousands of feet. The heart is ambitious and bold, like a lion descending from the clouds. The bones are strong and the muscles are strong, such as shaking the ground and Pixiu coming to the seat. "I think only this sentence is worthy of him, Lu Yaoyi said secretly in her heart.

Ye Lingfeng, who was on the martial arts viewing platform, saw that she looked like she was secretly punishing, and he was angry. When did the disciples of the Ice God Valley be abducted and sold so easily? He is an elder of the Ice God Valley, and he still doesn't have such a great charm, and most of the stunning women he has are the ones who befriend him and respect him. He went to soak a girl, but he couldn't get it after a lot of effort. The female disciple he had always coveted was about to be abducted so easily at this moment, wouldn't he be angry?

secretly blamed Lu Yao for not being angry, but Ye Lingfeng couldn't watch her go to the hell with someone like this, but he picked up the teacup and pretended to drink tea, pretending to be choked by the water, and coughed lightly.

Qin Ruoyu raised her eyebrows, glanced at him with a strange face, and said secretly: "Okay, you old immortal, you have repeatedly played tricks in front of me, it is really the face of the elders that you have lost everything." ”

Although the Ice God Valley's unique sound transmission secret technique was secretive, Qin Ruoyu Nianren had already understood it.

Nian Ren sat down like an old monk, not like Qin Ruoyu, and his face didn't even have a trace of expression.

"Lu Yaoyi, remember, you are a disciple of the Ice God Valley. Don't embarrass the sect, why don't you blast this little white face down to me?"

It was another blast of thunder, which sounded in Lu Yaoyi's mind, and it was really Elder Ye Lingfeng, who had a high prestige in the sect.

was drunk by him like this, Lu Yaoyi suddenly sobered up a lot, which is more important, sect and love?

Her heart was constantly struggling and tangled, as if two voices were constantly stirring in her ears, tempting her.

"Lu Yaoyi, how many times is there true love in the world? Come and go with him....."

"No, I can't. Have you forgotten to give birth to you and raise your Ice God Valley? Are you worthy of the teacher who taught you martial arts?"

"What is a sect? Finding someone who truly loves you is what you should do now. ”

"The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring. ”

.....

Lu Yaoyi's face was uncertain, and finally reason finally overcame desire, and for a while suppressed the remaining 'amorous incense' medicinal properties in her body.

It must be decided quickly, no matter what the final victory or defeat is, but it must not lose the momentum of the disciples of the Ice God Valley.

Lu Yao took a step forward, and went straight to Mu Xiuhan's door with his right palm. The cold air made the audience shiver.

Mu Xiuhan naturally felt it the deepest, and the secret path was terrible, this woman was probably temporarily suppressing the medicinal properties in her body, and now her strength has increased by a few grades compared to just now.

It's not that Lu Yaoyi's hard power has improved, but her energy is now all focused on learning, and her expression is focused, so she feels much stronger than Shicai.

Lu Yaoyi slapped palm after palm, like a stormy wave, wave after wave. It was really the move in the 'Ice Palm' that Su Yingxue, the eldest lady of the Ice God Valley, had used before.

Mu Xiuhan suddenly felt a lot of pressure, his skin seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't use his strength, with his current state, it was probably difficult to defeat Lu Yaoyi, who was serious.

Taking advantage of the situation, Mu Xiuhan took her palm, and with the help of palm power, he rose into the air and landed on the corner of the dueling platform.

He smiled faintly and said loudly, "Where is the sword?"

Suddenly, thousands of long swords came out of the owner's scabbard, soared into the air, suspended in mid-air, and constantly emitted bursts of sword sounds.

Suddenly, his eyes fell out, looking at the thousands of long swords suspended in the air, the audience did not dare to take a breath, for fear that the long swords would fall down in one breath and poke their heads into a transparent skeleton.

Even Qin Ruoyu couldn't help but get up from the gaffe, couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and muttered: "Could it be ........?"

"Amitabha! Good, good! It's been more than a hundred years, but I didn't expect to see the descendants of the 'Ten Thousand Swords Sect'. ”

Monk Nianren's words couldn't help but throw a piece of rubble on the calm lake, making waves. These words seemed to affirm Qin Ruoyu's question, and it seemed to be said to everyone on the stage.

"How is this possible? Master Nianren, you are mistaken. ”

"That's right. This 'Ten Thousand Swords Sect' was already a hundred years ago.... has already been .... It's gone. ”

"The swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has been lost for a hundred years, I didn't expect to see it here, it's really rare. Ye Lingfeng stroked the slightly shorter beard under his chin and sighed.

After being affirmed by three highly respected figures, everyone couldn't hide the shock in their hearts.

Since ancient times, there has been a sect that has been handed down by swords, called the "Ten Thousand Swords Sect", and there have been countless swordsmanship masters.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is a sect that countless swordsmen want to worship, and its supreme swordsmanship: Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is the ultimate goal of countless swordsmen.

At that time, Wujian, who was known as the head of the sword god, relied on the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong to constantly break the limit in the way of the sword, slay demons and eliminate demons, defend the land of Shenzhou, and leave endless legends.

But such a powerful sect was wiped out overnight more than a hundred years ago. From the head of the sect to thousands of disciples, none of them survived.

Its supreme swordsmanship, the return of ten thousand swords, has also been lost since then, leaving endless regrets and embarrassing.