Chapter 32: The Enemy Has Been Defeated

The Central Plains had already seen that Xie Xiaofeng's sword was the pinnacle of a sword that no one could break, and Mo Dumping Chi could naturally see the mystery of the swordsmanship in Xie Xiaofeng's sword, the terrifying and terrifying mystery that ordinary people could not reach, but he was very calm and confident, he did not panic at all, and his sword momentum still did not have any influence from the opponent to swing the sword that was also the pinnacle in his life.

When he swung that sword, he had forgotten himself, he didn't care about his life, whether it was his opponent's or his own, he only swung that sword with all his heart, and after that sword was swung, anything above that time was no longer important.

He didn't care about the crossing or the mission anymore, he only had that sword in his mind.

It was precisely because of this that his sword made an unprecedented ray of hope in the red eyes of the Central Plains, which shocked and shocked Shangguan Xiaoxian.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes also showed a look of shock, he was not shocked by the Ink Dumping Pool, he knew that the Ink Dumping Pool was an extremely powerful master, otherwise he would not have used a sword against the Ink Dumping Pool, he was just shocked by the Ink Dumping Pool's sword.

As the young owner of Shenjian Villa, he became famous as a young man, and he saw many heroes in the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know how many swordsmanship he had seen, but he had never seen such a swordsmanship as Mo Dumping, which was incomparably amazing, and even wielded the most proud sword move in his life, and he actually had an inexplicable fear.

Fear, this kind of thing rarely appears in his mind, but now it does appear, incredible but unacceptable.

He was not terrified by the ink pouring pool, but by the sword of the ink pouring pool, and the fear, the terrifying sword, is enough to make anyone despair.

Like the blue sky and white clouds, flawless and unblemished, although floating out of the dust. But with an extremely strong arrogance of entering the WTO, the WTO killing machine is enough to shock anyone, looking at this sword, he can't help but have a thought in his mind, this is an incomparable perfect sword.

The ink pool rises into the air. Hit from a high place. The momentum of a sword attack is brilliant and fast, with a sword aura that makes even the bone marrow cold, and the edge of the sword is so terrifying that it cannot be resisted!

The terrifying momentum, the terrifying sword intent, and the majestic killing machine had already caused the Central Plains to retreat one after another, retreating and retreating. But at the same time, the eyes did not dare to blink.

"The pinnacle of kendo is nothing more than that. Looking at this sword, Shangguan Xiaoxian sighed in her heart, looking at the calm and indifferent figure, an inexplicable emotion was born in her eyes, an emotion that was difficult to control with reason.

Her bet with the ink pool has been continuing, the content of the bet is very simple, if the ink pool loses, then she and the ink pool will have a spring festival, if the ink pool wins, the ink pool will promise him three things. Now, she suddenly didn't know whether she hoped that Mo Dumping Chi would win or lose......

Xie Xiaofeng, who was facing this sword, was more obvious and clearer about this move than the two onlookers, Zhongyuan Yihong and Shangguan Xiaoxian, who just saw the terrifying power in this sword. But he saw this change contained in this sword, a change that could be arbitrary, a change that was difficult to guess.

He was unrivaled in his sword moves, but when he faced the sword of Mo Dumping, the unprecedented haze of defeat had swept over his body.

The word defeat appeared in his mind for the first time, in Xie Xiaofeng's mind.

When the word defeat appeared in Xie Xiaofeng's mind. He knew that he had been defeated, and that a peerless swordsman would have been defeated if he had no faith in his sword, but although he thought he had been defeated, he was unwilling to die. He couldn't die, whether it was because of Divine Sword Villa or Murong Qiudi, he couldn't die, so in the end, he pressed his sword an inch into his chest.

Mo Dumping's sword stabbed out without reservation, but because of this inch, Xie Xiaofeng did not die, but Xie Xiaofeng had already been defeated by his sword.

Mo Dumping Chi knew that if he took out the second sword Xie Xiaofeng would definitely die, but he didn't come to kill, but to compare swords, and the victory and defeat had been decided, so he didn't take out the sword and put the sword back into the sheath, he calmly looked at Xie Xiaofeng, who had been hit by the sword and was bleeding in the chest.

He was silent for a long, long time before the eternal silence in the maple forest was broken, and he said, "It turns out that you still can't let go after all, so you lost to my sword." He spoke calmly, but no one could question the facts.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at Mo Dump Chi, looked at this calm and terrifying man, and said calmly: "My sword did not hesitate or stop, but I still lost to you after all, I am not as good as you." ”

Mo Dumping Chi didn't deny this, but said: "If you don't have Murong Qiudi, you don't have the Divine Sword Villa, and you don't care about something, your sword will be like my sword, and then your sword will be a real sword." ”

Xie Xiaofeng was a man who was defeated and defeated very elegantly, so even if Mo Tingchi spoke to him in a slightly instructive tone, he could still ask calmly: "The real sword?"

Mo poured Chi and said: "A sword that comes out of a sword only for the sake of a sword, a sword that comes out of a sword only because of a sword." ”

Xie Xiaofeng's pupils shrank sharply, he looked at the swordsman in front of him, a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes, this is a real swordsman, this is a swordsman who will not be tied by any world, because of this calm and indifferent state of mind, so this person's sword swing is just swinging a sword for the sake of swinging a sword, swinging a sword for the sake of a sword.

This is the state of mind that any swordsman craves, he has also longed for it before, but now he can't, he said calmly: "Maybe you are right, but maybe you are also wrong, the sword of a swordsman is not just for the sake of the sword. ”

Mo Tingchi smiled, he has never been a person who likes to persuade others, he is just explaining what he wants to say, if people don't listen then he won't force it, he has put away his sword, and said calmly: "Maybe, but today my sword wins, and I hope you can defeat me in the future." ”

Xie Xiaofeng didn't speak, he just looked at Mo Dumping Pool calmly.

He could see that there was no joy or tranquility of victory, how to come and go, and to be natural at will.

"Although Xie Xiaofeng lost to me in the previous battle, he was not defeated by me. Mo Dumping Chi interrupted the Central Plains' blushing contemplation, and looked at Murong Qiudi, who was already holding a dead branch and standing with a wry smile on his face.

The implication could not be more obvious.

Nakahara is a little red and does not express an opinion. And Shangguan Xiaoxian was as uninhibited as ever, a white and tender little hand had already pulled Mo Tingchi's sleeve, and said, "No matter what, I only know one thing." ”

Mo Dump Chi asked knowingly, "What's the matter?"

Shangguan Xiaoxian tilted his head, looked at Mo Dumping Chi with an innocent expression, and said, "I know you are a swordsman. An extremely trustworthy swordsman. ”

Mo Tingchi laughed and sighed: "Yes, I am a swordsman, a swordsman even if I keep my word, so I will not forget my promise, but I have some regrets that I can't have a warm spring night with the beautiful and wise Miss Shangguan." ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian was not a little shy, but was more and more cowardly, but got closer and closer to the ink pool, and he and she were almost lying in the arms of the ink pool. She spoke: "Actually, you can, as long as you agree to be our son-in-law." ”

Mo Dumping Chi simply didn't speak, Shangguan Xiaoxian is the essence of a witch, he doesn't want to mess around with such a woman, this is a difficult woman second only to Feng Siniang in the rivers and lakes.

Shangguan Xiaoxian didn't speak anymore, it wasn't that she didn't want to pay attention to Mo Tingchi, but the scene in front of her was more worthy of her expectations, so she was very compassionate. did not engage in verbal entanglement with Mo Tingchi, but looked directly at Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Wangsun was ready to block Xie Xiaofeng and Murong Qiudi. However, his self-indulgent move was stopped by Xie Xiaofeng. Xie Xiaofeng knew very well that even if Xie Wangsun wanted to defend him, it would be difficult to walk through three moves from Murong Qiudi's hands, although Murong Qiudi's hand was just a piece of dead branch, but even a dead branch could show terrifying power in the hands of a peerless martial artist, and this kind of power was not something that Xie Wangsun, whose martial arts and spirit had worn out with time, could resist.

Xie Wangsun understood this situation, so he had no choice but to retreat. Retreat to the side and stare nervously at the deadly confrontation.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at the woman in front of him who he had always loved very much, but had to give up due to various circumstances, and finally wanted to catch it at all costs, but after all, he was far away from him, took a deep breath, and said, "You can use your sword." ”

Murong Qiudi glanced at Xie Xiaofeng indifferently, and Xie Wangsun looked at Murong Qiudi and suddenly became angry. He saw that Murong Qiudi actually put the dead branch on his left hand, obviously this proud woman wanted to use her left hand to comprehend Xie Xiaofeng's moves, which had been severely damaged.

This is a scene he is very willing to see, because only in this way can Xie Xiaofeng, who is in the hands of Mo Dump Chi, have a chance to fight for a chance to survive. But when this kind of scene appeared, he was furious, wasn't the woman in front of him Chiluoluo expressing his contempt for Excalibur Villa?

Shenjian Villa, for three hundred years, the holy land of people in the world with swords, is now so despised by a little girl who is not more than twenty years old.

He expressed his anger at Murong Qiudi's rudeness, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it or even dared to find a reason to refute Murong Qiudi, it was obvious that if Murong Qiudi used his right hand to draw his sword, Xie Xiaofeng would be more dangerous, he didn't want Xie Xiaofeng to die, so he couldn't say it.

Therefore, at this time, his anger was anger towards Murong Qiudi, and even more so anger at himself and his own incompetence.

Xie Xiaofeng held his sword and looked at Murong Qiudi, he knew that Murong Qiudi's martial arts were extraordinary for a long time, but he didn't expect that Murong Qiudi's attainments in martial arts were already better than the blue, in the past, when he visited Murong Longzhan in Qixingtang in the south of the Yangtze River, Murong Longzhan once commented on Murong Qiudi: This woman is a rare martial arts wizard in my Murong family for a hundred years, but unfortunately it is a woman. At this moment, he once again recalled the words of the mighty old Mr. Murong fifty years ago, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He didn't dare to despise anyone in his life, but in the end, he despised the woman in front of him who had given everything to him.

Murong Qiudi didn't sigh, she only had calm and indifference on her face, and when the dead branch was placed in her left hand, Murong Qiudi had already drawn her sword.

Without hesitation, calmly out of the sword, decisive out of the sword.

Only a calm and decisive sword can really swing the sword and cut off the last strand of love in the heart.

Xie Xiaofeng, Murong Qiudi, after today's battle, Xie Xiaofeng is Xie Xiaofeng, Murong Qiudi is Murong Qiudi, and the two of them have no opinions.

Mo Tingchi looked at Murong Qiudi who made a move, he had already seen Murong Qiudi's determination, and a thick look of admiration flashed in his eyes. At this moment, if Shangguan Xiaoxian and Zhongyuan were a little red, if they hadn't paid attention to Murong Qiudi, they would definitely feel a touch of weirdness from Mo Qiuchi's smile.

At this moment, Mo Tingchi's smile was a little weird. (To be continued.) )