The blue-faced man held the sword in his backhand, and walked over slowly, the blade of the sword burst out with an aggressive sword aura, and if you look closely, it turned out to be the mighty sword Tai Ah that the Demon Sect Leader used well in the past!

Mu Changfeng's heart was already cold, and he could already imagine that he might not be able to get out of this famous yellow crane building tonight, but he didn't know who the blue-faced man in the shadows was, could it be that he was the real Long Duhe?

The blue-faced man said lightly: "Xiaoxiang swordsman, Qingxu Dao Chief really deserves his reputation. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info saw it today, and it was really eye-opening. He shook his hand and pointed to the previous 'Long Duhe' and continued: "Of course, it is not difficult for you to guess who this person in front of you is. ”

Mu Changfeng was silent, this person's 'Huifeng Dancing Willow' swordsmanship has reached the point of perfection, just now he and the Qingxu Dao Elder joined forces to barely gain the upper hand, if this person is not Long Jingyun, the head of the Diancang Sect, who else will it be?

The blue-faced man smiled faintly and continued, "You might as well take off your mask and show them." ”

The 'Long Duhe' body was slightly stunned, and he slowly took off the miserable blue mask, his temples already had gorgeous hair, and his face looked a little sickly, but it was not difficult for Mu Changfeng to see that this person was indeed Long Jingyun, the head of the Diancang faction.

Qingxu Dao trembled with anger, and said in a trembling voice: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have been sure that it was really you until that moment." ”

Qingxu Dao Elder sighed heavily: "You... Why are you... He couldn't even speak, and it was obvious that his old friend over the years had chilled him.

Long Jingyun is about fifty years old this year, if you talk about age, he is more than ten years away from the Qingxu Dao chief, but in terms of generation, he is even the same generation as the Qingxu Dao elder in the martial arts.

Long Jingyun's expression was gloomy, he lowered his head, and seemed to have no face to face the Qingxu Daoist.

The blue-faced man said lightly: "Now Long Duhe is dead. Long Jingyun's face changed, but he instantly understood what he meant.

The original intention of this green lion mask is to disguise its identity, but if the identity has been revealed, it will lose the meaning of its existence.

Long Jingyun's identity has been exposed at this time, and it is obvious that he can no longer continue to play the role of 'Long Duhe'.

The blue-faced man smiled faintly, and then said: "Mu Changfeng, if you are willing, you are now Long Duhe." ”

Mu Changfeng laughed and said, "Oh, Your Excellency is really flattered to look up to Mu someone so much. ”

The blue-faced man flicked his long sleeves and said lightly: "Pick up your Chengying Sword and kill Qingxu, and Long Duhe's seat will be yours." ”

Mu Changfeng sank his face and said loudly: "What if I don't agree?"

The blue-faced man didn't seem surprised, but said slowly, "If you don't agree, it's okay... Long Jingyun will also be Long Duhe. ”

The implication of his words was that if Mu Changfeng and Qingxu Dao Chang were buried here, no one in this world would know that Long Duhe's true identity was Long Jingyun, and the dead would never reveal their secrets.

But he didn't know that there was also a Nangong Lian on top of the wooden beam at this time. This is also the reason why the green-faced people caused the whole game to lose, of course, this is a later story.

Mu Changfeng said secretly, I didn't expect the existence of this blue-faced man, presumably he must be the real behind the scenes, I thought that I found out Long Jingyun's identity, and all this should be over, but now I think it's far more than that.

Mu Changfeng knew that the martial arts of the blue-faced man in front of him were unfathomable, and when he fought with Long Jingyun just now, he didn't notice the existence of this person at all, when he went upstairs and when he walked to them, he didn't even know.

With the strength of Long Jingyun alone, it would be difficult for Mu Changfeng and Qingxu Dao Chang to defeat him, not to mention that at this time, there was a blue-faced person with bottomless martial arts to help, and the result was self-evident.

Mu Changfeng secretly made up his mind, even if he died here today, he would find out the identity of this blue-faced man and let Nangong Lian know.

Mu Changfeng stood in front of his chest with his sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, I'll deal with him, and Long Jingyun will hand it over to you." ”

The blue-faced man waved his hand and said, "No need. He said lightly to Long Jingyun: "You don't need to make a move. ”

Long Jingyun retreated with his head bowed and said respectfully, "Yes." ”

Mu Changfeng's eyes lit up, and he was secretly happy in his heart, if he joined forces with the Qingxu Dao Elder to fight against the blue-faced man, there was still a chance to defeat him and escape from here.

Moreover, if he fights with all his might, he will inevitably do his best, and the identity of the blue-faced man's martial arts will naturally be known.

Even if he loses, he only asks Nangong Lian to convey this precious news to Murong Yixue, and he will die without regrets.

Qingxu Dao Chang concentrated his energy, and the sword qi pierced the west wind, this move was the immortal in the 'Taiyi Xuanmen Sword' to guide the way, Mu Changfeng's figure trembled, and the fluttering sword shadow had shrouded the blue-faced man.

These two are undoubtedly the top swordsmen in the martial arts, the blue-faced man just looked at them lightly, and his sword was finally unsheathed!

Just a flash of sword light, the seven-star sword of the Qingxu Dao Leader has been broken, the sword blade rises again, and the entire body of the Qingxu Dao Leader has been provoked by the tip of his sword! Mu Changfeng's face changed suddenly, he didn't see clearly when he made the move, and when he grabbed it, the blue-faced man's sword blade withdrew, and the blood rained on Mu Changfeng's face, and on his clothes, he only felt a cold in his chest, and hurriedly slid out a few steps, startled into a cold sweat.

Mu Changfeng looked at Qingxu Dao Chang and found that he had lost his breath. Fortunately, his reaction was timely, otherwise the sword of the blue-faced man would have pierced his heart, and he was only slightly injured now, but it was no different from death.

This blue-faced man is the person with the highest martial arts he has seen in his life, and the head of the Qingxu Dao is a famous figure of the Wudang faction, although he is old, his swordsmanship is still pure, and he can kill him lightly in one move.

Mu Changfeng's face turned pale, he knew that he couldn't even catch the blue-faced man in front of him, and he couldn't imagine that he was a wise man and really wanted to be buried here today, but he didn't see the case come to light, and it was really difficult to look at it.

He really wanted to take one last look at Nangong Lian, but he didn't dare to do it, which would undoubtedly harm him, and that was his last hope.

The blue-faced man said lightly: "Mu Changfeng, no one can save you at this time, not even Murong Yixue." ”

Mu Changfeng smiled sadly and said, "Why are you afraid of someone Mu dying?" It's just that I am already a dying person, why don't you take off your mask and let Mu understand his death?"

The blue-faced man didn't speak, but the blade of the sword moved slowly, and his movements began to change, and in an instant, the sword qi burst out, and this move was the swordsmanship of the Huashan faction 'Qingfeng Xulai'!

Mu Changfeng was shocked, who knew that the sword blade of the blue-faced man had changed again, as elegant as a spring breeze, it was the sword technique of Diancang's 'Returning Wind and Dancing Willows', and the sword blade turned again, and it was like the fast sword of the South China Sea Sword Sect was dexterous and changeable.

The blue-faced man said lightly: "I didn't use these sword moves to show off, but to tell you that as long as I wear this mask, no one will want to see my identity." Not even the dying!"

He was able to use the swordsmanship of various factions so skillfully that no one could see the true path of his martial arts.

Nangong Lian was anxious on the wooden beam at this time, and he couldn't wait to jump down now and stab the blue-faced man to death with a fierce sword.

Mu Changfeng suddenly laughed at this time, his smile was as warm as the sun, and he said slowly: "Since Your Excellency has such a superb martial arts, it is a pity that you have to bend to the Cangyue Sect as a slave... It's a pity..."

The blue-faced man trembled, and with a shake of the sword, he pierced Mu Changfeng's chest, nailed it to the ground, and said coldly: "Mu Changfeng, don't you think you died fast enough?"

Mu Changfeng coughed up blood in a big gulp, and his voice became weak, but he still smiled: "I believe... He will defeat you, in this world... No one can beat him..."

He had closed his eyes and could no longer speak.

His smile before he died was still so peaceful, and he still believed that this world was beautiful.

Nangong Lian's tears have burst out of his eyes, this is blood tears! The man has tears and does not flick, but at this time he only feels that his heart is dripping blood, and he has understood Mu Changfeng's suffering.

Mu Changfeng knew that Yi Nangong Lian's temperament was straightforward, and he clicked on his acupoint, hoping that he would be alive and tell Murong Yixue everything here.

I don't know how long it took, Nangong Lian was able to move freely, Mu Changfeng's technique of pointing the acupoint was just right, and he had calculated that Nangong Lian's acupoint would unravel itself after two hours.

Mu Changfeng's body had been taken away, and even the Shadow Inheritance Sword, which he relied on to become famous, had fallen into the hands of the Cangyue Sect.

It's just that the puddle of blood is still red and heartbreaking, Nangong Pian knelt in this bright red blood, quietly sad, this is the blood of heroes!

He swore he would find out who the blue-faced man was!

The sky is getting brighter, and the dark night is about to pass.

Nangong walked down the streets of the town pitifully, not knowing where to go, and not knowing where Murong Yixue was?

For the first time, he felt that he was so small, pretending to be talented and intelligent, and his swordsmanship was extraordinary, but in the face of a top master like the blue-faced man, he could only watch his good friend being killed in front of him.

His eyes were hollow and there were no tears, had they dried up?

But I heard a sweet voice: "Senior brother, I finally found you." ”

Nangong Lian turned around in surprise, and her dead gray eyes finally had color. The beautiful girl in front of her is her little sister Yunshang.

Nangong said in a pitiful voice: "You... Why did you get out on your own?"

Yunshang Yanran said: "If you don't take me out to play, I have to run out to find you by myself." ”

Nangong Lian was happy to see her, but he was in a heavy mood now, and he really didn't have the heart to joke, so he sighed lightly: "What can you do if Master finds out?" ”

Yunshang pursed her lips and snorted coldly: "People are just teasing you, it's the master and his old man who asked me to go down the mountain to find you." ”

Nangong Lian looked at her in surprise, as if the horns of an elk had grown on her head.

Yun Sheng stomped his feet and said loudly: "It's true! Master, he has received a letter of worship from all the martial arts factions, and he wants to go to Wudang Mountain to participate in the election meeting of the leader of the martial arts alliance. As she spoke, she took out Nalan Ziqing's letter from her arms.

Nangong Lian took the letter, and her eyes became hot, the martial arts conference... The blue-faced man will definitely go too.