I saw that Hu Yan turned around, took off his green clothes and put on a purple robe. When he looked back, he had changed his appearance. His features were handsome, his body was majestic, and his appearance was far superior to that of the previous one. He was really a handsome young man with extraordinary bearing.

But I saw him bowing his hands to Hu Bugui and saying, "I've admired Mr. Hu's name for a long time, and I don't want to say farewell to him for the first time. My name is Mu Zixuan. He's a nobody today, but he will be the common master of the world in the future."

It turns out that when "Hu Yan" pressed Hu Bugui's vest just now, it was not using Qigong to heal his injuries, but knocking away the energy that Hu Bugui had worked so hard to gather. Hu Bugui had no energy left and could only watch helplessly.

Watching the evil energy of the Peacock Netherworld Curse eroding the muscles and veins all over his body. At this time, his complexion returned to ruddy, but in fact it was just a flashback, and Hu Bugui was not far away from death.

Hu Bugui asked: "Since you pretended to be Hu Yan, Hu Yan is still alive. When was he replaced by you?"

"Of course he is alive. I want to keep him to witness Hu Bugui's death under Gong Ziling's Peacock Netherworld Seal. As for when he will be replaced? It was just yesterday."

--Yesterday.

When Feiyang visited the junior "Mo Yunzong" with a letter, the young man in green didn't say a word and turned aside to let him enter the house.

"I wonder what you call me brother? What's your relationship with senior Mo Yunzong?" Ying Feiyang saw the awkward silence in the scene and casually picked up some topics. The man still turned a deaf ear and silently led the way. Ying Feiyang secretly slandered Mo Yunzong's junior.

He turned out to be a stuffy gourd.

As soon as Fang entered the inner room, Ying Feiyang felt a cold and cold air blowing towards his face. The inside of the room was actually a bit colder than the ice-covered outside. Just as he was shivering, the person leading the way suddenly turned around.

Attack with backhand.

The force of the palm was fierce, stirring up the dark wind. The palm came inexplicably, and it was unclear why it should be flying. However, as my mind turned, the sword was unsheathed. I turned my hand and shook three sword flowers, weaving into a dense sword net.

Protect yourself.

"Brother, what do you mean by this? Is there any misunderstanding?" Ying Feiyang, who was keeping a close watch, took the opportunity to ask.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the young man in green, but he remained silent. He swung his palm back and turned it into a claw, and attacked again, with ruthless moves and fierce moves, without any intention of holding back.

The man's skill was originally superior to that of Ying Feiyang, so he struck with all his strength, but in just ten moves, Ying Feiyang was overwhelmed by the left and right. Flaws in his defense gradually appeared. The man seized the opportunity and used his sharp claws to pass through the gaps in the sword net.

Grasping towards the hand that holds the sword should fly away.

However, Ying Feiyang gave a deep shout, flipped his wrist and shook out another sword flower, filling the gaps in the sword net, and the sword shadows seemed to crush the enemy's hands.

Seeing that the man was in danger of losing his hand, he saw a sharp look in his eyes, and the joints of his arm swelled by three points and turned into animal claws. The sharp claws immediately grabbed Ying Feiyang's sword-holding hand, and the sword net was immediately broken.

Immediately afterwards, another hand came and clasped Ying Feiyang's neck like an iron lock, pressing him against the wall. Ying Feiyang's breathing became tight and he couldn't speak. After a while, his face turned red and his eyes turned red.

If you risk gold stars, you can only be slaughtered by others.

Ying Feiyang was young and short, so the young man in Tsing Yi raised Ying Feiyang until his eyes were level with him, and there was a burst of green light in his eyes. For a moment, Ying Feiyang was in a trance, as if he was in a dark realm of nothingness, only

Two green lanterns guided me towards the depths of my memory.

Under the blue light's gaze, Ying Feiyang's already congested mind became even heavier, and he gradually fell asleep.

At this time, a gust of palm wind came, and the sneak attacker instantly became the person being attacked. The young man in green retracted the claws that held Ying Feiyang's arm, backhanded him, and struck each other with both palms, but there was no sound, and he faced him

The person holding the palm is a young man in purple robe.

The man in purple smiled handsomely and said with his eyes: "Brother Hu Yan, it would be unwise for you to let go of his sword grip before his sword leaves his hand."

Needless to say, the young man in green is talking nonsense, while the young man in purple is Mu Zixuan.

As if to verify Mu Zixuan's words, Ying Feiyang, who was being held by the neck like a chicken just now, perked up and drove away the sleepiness in his mind. Then a sword light burst out and slashed towards the arm holding his throat.

Hu Yan hurriedly withdrew his hand, but when he was distracted, Mu Zixuan's body shape changed, and he pointed five fingers at Hu Yan's body for acupuncture points, sneak attacks in front and flanking behind. Hu Yan's "demon words" were not yet able to be controlled, and he had just used the evil eye.

, under the huge disparity, he was caught in one move and was so weak that he fell to the ground.

"Thank you for your help, may I ask what Gao's name is?" Ying Feiyang thanked him after he had taken a breath, but even though he said thank you, he clenched his sword and was secretly on guard. After all, he had just escaped death, and the person in front of him was there again.

It comes inexplicably, how can we not be on guard?

Mu Zixuan shook his head and smiled, and said: "You are not on guard against the people who want to harm you, but you are fully guarded against the people who want to save you. You don't look like the disciples taught by that person."

Ying Feiyang listened to his sarcastic words, and his expression was stunned at first, but when he heard the words about poverty, his heart was trembling: "Do you know your master? Please tell me your name, and I can also explain it to the master."

Mu Zixuan smiled again and said: "Forget the name, it's useless to tell you, you will forget it soon anyway." After saying that, he concentrated his energy on his finger, pointed towards Ying, and just pointed lightly,

But there seemed to be countless hidden changes. Ying Feiyang felt that all the key points in his body were covered by the Qi of this finger, and he couldn't see the reality clearly.

Ying Feiyang's eyes turned cold, a sharp sword whistle sounded, and the long sword turned into a rainbow, ignoring the reality of the move, and pierced forward.

Ying Feiyang's move is in line with the essence of swordsmanship, breaking through complexities quickly and breaking through virtuality with strength. No matter how the opponent's moves change, this sword will remain unmoved and points directly at Mu Zixuan's chest.

"Tearing the wind and splitting the clouds, it's really a wonderful use." Mu Zixuan praised, but he seemed to have already understood Ying Feiyang's sword technique. He retracted his fingers and pointed at the tip of the sword instead. When the swords touched each other, they made a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Ying Feiyang felt a surge of energy coming from the hilt of the sword, which made his arm numb, and he immediately let go of the sword.

The moment he took off his hand, he could only feel the purple shadow flickering. When he turned around again, his body froze, and Mu Zixuan was actually restrained.

Hu Yan's palm strike just now was so sudden that Ying Feiyang could still prevent it, but this time he was fully alert, but he couldn't escape from this finger. With just this one move, he could see that this person was far above Hu Yan.

First rescue and then capture, Ying Feiyang was confused and cursed in his heart, but Mu Zixuan spoke again, as if giving him instructions: "Just now you fought with Hu Yan, and you were able to deliberately show weakness to lure him to attack. You don't have much fighting experience, but you

It is really rare to have such an opportunity, but unfortunately due to the gap in strength, this ingenuity is of little use. I’d better help you as a brother."

After saying that, Mu Zixuan's fingers were like flying lightning, and he flicked Ying Feiyang's body. The flicks made Ying Feiyang's energy and blood surge, and his muscles and veins hurt like fire and knives. Ying Feiyang wanted to curse but couldn't open his mouth, so he could only use his eyes.

He glared at Mu Zixuan fiercely, as if he wanted to dig a piece of flesh out of his body.

Mu Zixuan's face turned cold and he shouted: "Why are you staring? Look at me gouging out your tricks." After saying that, he poked Ying Feiyang's eyes with one finger. Ying Feiyang couldn't hide even if he tried to close his eyes.

, just as his eyes were about to be gouged out, his fingers stopped just an inch in front of him.

A burst of condensed black energy shot out from his fingers, directly connecting to Ying Feiyang's pupils. Ying Feiyang's field of vision was instantly enveloped in black energy, and in the black energy there was a small white figure, dancing a familiar swordsmanship.

, Ying Feiyang's mind was instantly fascinated by the sword moves, forgetting that he was in danger.

But I heard Mu Zixuan say: "I once swore not to use the sword moves he taught me, but one day, on a whim, I took the essence and redundancy of the 'Wind-breaking Cloud Slashing Sword Technique' and turned it into one move. I created the move but can't use it."

, it’s really uncomfortable, so I’ll just pass this trick on to you today, it won’t be in vain for all the hard work I put into creating it.”

Mu Zixuan loosened his breath and closed his fingers. Ying Feiyang was still obsessed with it. The numerous sword moves were still replayed in his mind, and there was no sword light flashing in his eyes.

But I could vaguely hear Mu Zixuan saying: "A sudden change in the human heart is like a sudden change in the wind and clouds, so the old love is deep and can change in an instant. No matter how amazing your cultivation is, your peerless skills are also hard to guard against. This move is called 'I don't know the wind and clouds in an instant'."

Change it. Although you are just a pawn in the hands of others today, one day, the world will change because of you." As he said that, Mu Zixuan stroked Ying Feiyang's eyelids with his hand, and took away the sparkle in his eyes. Ying Feiyang

Actually fell asleep.

"The next step is up to you, You Ning." Mu Zixuan said to the masked woman in black clothes who appeared next to him at some unknown time.

--Now

After Mu Zixuan described yesterday's situation in detail, he smiled and said: "Such a headless gentleman may be confused, so I bought some wine, so I used the wine as a guide to discuss this situation with my seniors.

"

Hu Bugui also chuckled and said: "Due to his mental disorder due to drinking, Hu doesn't drink at all on weekdays. However, if you miscalculate about your death, you don't have to worry about it. My wine in mourning can be used during your lifetime."

Drinking it will definitely have a unique flavor."

Seeing Hu Bugui being so calm and magnanimous, Mu Zixuan also praised: "Okay, sir, you are indeed extraordinary!"

Then they brought the stove and wine, and placed a delicate small pot on the stove. The wine was poured into the pot. After a while, the wine surged like white waves, and the aroma of the wine steamed out. Mu Zixuan took a porcelain pot.

He took a spoon, poured the boiled wine into Hu Bugui's cup, and asked: "In this moment, sir, how much of my plan have you figured out?"
Chapter completed!