"Come on Mu Gongzi, you must be angry for your sister!"

Mu Chenxuan's right hand turned it lightly one by one, and opened the iron fan in Huo Du's hand with a folding fan, the two of them were black and white, and even the color of the fan was the same. Hearing the sound from under the ring, Mu Chenxuan turned his head lightly as if he was distracted, but he didn't look at the girl in white who made a sound, but nodded seriously at Cheng Ying beside the girl in white, and then smiled with a bit of unique arrogance and laziness: "Rest assured, the girl will definitely not let the girl worry for no reason." Besides, he was also born in Lin Langge, if he couldn't even deal with this kind of role, wouldn't he be worthy of Lord Jianjun's guidance over the years?"

Cheng Ying also smiled and nodded, like a quiet water lotus, although it was far away, it could still make people feel the temperament coming from her, fragrant and clear, unique.

Mu Chenxuan suddenly felt a slight fever on his face, and for some reason, he also had the idea of defeating the opponent in front of him. Although Mu Chenxuan didn't know what this was for, what he wanted to do most in his heart at this moment was to use the most gorgeous moves to make the person in front of him feel desperate, and then abuse him, and then abuse him!

"Brothers, I'm not mistaken, Xiucai blushed just now?" Yan Guangming asked with his mouth wide open as he looked at Mu Chenxuan in the ring.

"You read that right, and I smell a murderous intent in Xiucai. Chu Suiyun said flatly.

"Every time Xiucai is only assessed by the Sword Monarch's seniors, he will use his exclusive killing sword, and this Prince Huo Du is not an opponent worthy of his full attack. Why ......" Ye Piaoxue asked suspiciously.

Liuxian laughed softly, and then said: "Piaoxue, when you have the girl you like, you will understand! It's not about the strength of the opponent, it's about who you're fighting for! In more than four years, who of you has seen Xiucai's mood change as huge as today, which can make Xiucai, who is indescribably happy and angry, blush, it seems that this girl will join me Lin Langge soon!"

"Hey, aren't you a monk, how to talk about this kind of thing earlier than anyone understands, it seems that your demon Dao also has a red heart. Come on, will you be vulgar one day!" Yan Guangming asked jokingly looking at Liuxian.

"Naturally not, I have red dust in my heart. But it's also because I don't love Hongchen in my heart, and the truth and falsehood disturb Hongchen, so why not in a smile. Profiteer, I think your Taoism is still too shallow. Why don't you go with me to Zhongnan Mountain for ten days and half a month?"

"I'd rather follow Piao Piao on a mission...... Going to the monastic path with you will suffocate me to death. It's boring to say so much that I don't understand. ”

Yan Guangming rolled his eyes and ended this conversation, and several people immediately looked at the ring, only to see that on the ring, although Huo Du's moves were ruthless and exquisite, Mu Chenxuan still smiled, and the folding fan in his hand came out, as if the moves were endless. It seems that he is just trying to see the move. The two of them have already dismantled more than ten tricks, but no matter how Huo Du changes. Mu Chenxuan's response is still smooth, as if he is not making a move, but using a folding fan as a pen, and he still completes an ink painting between shots.

"Brother, how long has it been since Xiucai did anything with you?" Yan Guangming looked at Mu Chenxuan in a daze, but asked Chu Suiyun beside him without turning his head.

Chu Suiyun shook his head, pondered for a while, and then said, "Since Brother Yang came, the scholar has only had one fight with Brother Yang, and he has never touched anyone since. It's just that I didn't expect that in two months, Xiucai's swordsmanship would improve so quickly, if I didn't make a special move, I wouldn't be Xiucai's opponent!"

Ye Piaoxue silently looked at Mu Chenxuan on the field, and after a long time, she suddenly said loudly: "Sword intent!"

Chu Suiyun suddenly realized, but saw that Mu Chenxuan on the ring finally waited for Huo Du's move to use the old, and took a step back from his feet, but completely avoided all Huo Du's attacks, and then gently took it with his left hand, if a sharp-edged scholar picked up the wine pot from the table, when he was drunk and crazy, there was about to be a hand of poetry that has been passed down through the ages from his chest.

"The world is out of my generation!"

The folding fan was pointed out, like a long sword sticking out, with an indomitable momentum, towards Huodu. This move is fast and ruthless, but it is just bright, like a scholar who disdains to use sneak attacks and the like. Huo Du naturally knew the power of this move, although the folding fan did not fall on his body, the sword qi that could come from the folding fan, but his side face was a little hot, and he immediately made a backhand move towards Mu Chenxuan, actually wanting to make a hard move.

It's a pity that Mu Chenxuan didn't make the right moves, and when he retreated, his whole body seemed to have a bit of a strong man unpaid Xiao Se, and there was even a little more sluggishness between the moves, as if he had lost his soul, but the next verse that came out of his mouth showed that this was not really down.

"As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, the years are urging!"

"The emperor is talking and laughing!"

Another verse came from Mu Chenxuan's mouth, and everyone saw that the move in Mu Chenxuan's hand was suddenly done with the appearance of this poem, with a bit of fearlessness and conceit in the breeze, just like a scholar raising a glass to the galaxy and singing the moon for nine days, the pride in the sword can no longer be concealed.

Huo Du's complexion changed greatly, but now the battle has entered Mu Chenxuan's rhythm, and the previous shot is like a prelude, just waiting for Mu Chenxuan's next chorus to embellish the most brilliant highlights for the whole set of swordsmanship.

"It's better than getting drunk in life!"

"Good poetry, good sword! worthy of being a scholar, it is really a set of scholarly swords that are most suitable for him, this set of swordsmanship is unique in the world, but it is a pity that there are a few people after Mu Chenxuan who can inherit the essence of this swordsmanship. A gleam flashed in Huang Rong's eyes, and her unreserved admiration reached everyone's ears. And Mu Chenxuan listened to Huang Rong's admiration, but there was a confident smile on his face, at this moment, Huo Du's defeat was decided, and the next thing to do was to let him admit defeat!

"The floating waves laugh at the bright moon, and a thousand sorrows are scattered with a sword. ”

The sound of the move stopped, but the folding fan in Mu Chenxuan's hand just landed on the back of Huo Du's hand, Huo Du couldn't even hold the folding fan in his hand and fell to the ground in pain, and then looked at Huo Du and laughed softly: "Prince Huo Du, you lost!"

"Good!"

"It is worthy of being a scholar, I admire it!"

The heroes of the rivers and lakes in the audience applauded, Mu Chenxuan couldn't help but show a modest smile on his face, but then he raised his head to look at the pink figure behind him, and saw the worry and smile flashing in her eyes, Mu Chenxuan then hugged his fists and saluted gently: "Girl, fortunately, I am not dishonored!"

Cheng Ying still smiled and didn't say anything, but lowered her head like a shy girl. Mu Chenxuan immediately smiled bitterly, and then looked at the six strings not far away, looking puzzled.

"Mu Chenxuan, you won!" Huo Du finally raised his head, but then asked again: "Among Lin Lang Pavilion, is your martial arts the first?"

Mu Chenxuan walked out of the ring without looking back, with a little indifference and ease, but the subsequent words made everyone couldn't help but be moved.

"Prince Huodu is too high, and in the Lin Lang Pavilion, his martial arts can barely be called the seventh ......" (to be continued.) )