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Chapter 20 Mu Zhentian's Means

"Haha, although your cousin is not very talented, he is much more interesting when talking than you."

Even Mu Zhentian, who was originally with Su Jiao, was affected by Su Sheng's words and immediately drew a clear line with Su Jiao.

No one wants to be associated with a fool who abuses his own clan.

Although Mu Zhentian has done all kinds of bad things, he respects his clan very much. His current status and reputation basically rely on the clan behind him, the Mu family.

Moreover, Mu Zhentian could also hear that the comments around him were full of praise for his father, which made him quite proud.

He originally felt that his status was much higher than that of Su Jiao. He had always had opinions about the concept of "dry bones suppressing two little tyrants". In his opinion, Su Jiao was not qualified to be on an equal footing with him.

At this time, Su Jiao's face became gloomier every time the people around him said a word. Especially after seeing Lian Mu Zhentian defecting, his face instantly became extremely gloomy.

Originally, people from the Su tribe had dark faces, but when encountering this unexpected incident, Su Jiao's face suddenly became like a piece of black coal.

All that could be seen on Su Jiao's black charcoal face were those eyes that became cannibalistic due to shame and anger.

"Little waste, when did the young master say such things?"

"Little waste, what qualifications do you have to mention the Su clan? You and your son have been expelled from the Su clan long ago."

"You little beast, hurry up and apologize to the young master, or you will be dead."

A group of followers behind Su Jiao finally reacted and became completely angry. A group of people yelled, and they were all gearing up to come over and teach Su Sheng a lesson.

Su Jiao, who had been stimulated to the point of madness, finally couldn't bear it anymore under the instigation of his minions, and roared, "You little loser, I will destroy you today and let you know the consequences of offending me."

Before he finished speaking, Su Jiao raised his hand and struck out with a sword. He saw a blue sword shadow, twisting like a weird vine, flying towards Su Sheng at a weird angle.

The strange sword shadow reached Su Sheng's chest in an instant!

This move is extremely vicious and a sure-kill sword.

It can range from serious injury to death.

However, Su Sheng was already aware of Su Jiao's character and had been wary of him for a long time. As soon as Su Jiao's body moved, his body also took advantage of the momentum to move back, and at the same time, the sword in his hand also moved forward.

Different from Su Jiao's weird sword moves, the long sword in Su Sheng's hand was just a simple flat thrust, nothing fancy.

But the next second, the blades of the two swords happened to touch each other.

"Dang", after an explosive sound of gold and iron, Su Sheng's slightly thin body was shaken backwards, and finally stopped after knocking over many tables and chairs.

After Su Sheng stopped, he felt the hand holding the sword tremble slightly, and at the same time he felt a tightness in his chest.

'There is a three-level difference in cultivation between me and him, plus he has the sword technique to help me, so I am no match for him.'

After this move, Su Sheng also had a rough judgment on the strength of both parties.

However, Su Sheng was not afraid of fighting. He also roughly understood Su Jiao's strength and thought to himself, 'It's not that easy for this idiot to kill me.'

Su Jiao, on the other hand, stood motionless, clearly having the upper hand, and his face was full of pride.

Compared to Su Jiao's pride, Mu Zhentian on the side was a little surprised, and frowned slightly, secretly thinking, 'This sword was actually caught by such an ordinary sword from that kid.'

The reason why Mu Zhentian was surprised was because he knew very well the origin of Su Jiao's sword just now.

The sword technique used by Su Jiao is called 'Tengmu Sword Technique', and it has reached the intermediate level of mortal level.

This was something his father, Mu Ziping, specially taught to Su Jiao in order to win over the Su clan. Because ordinary small tribes only practiced low-level battles at the mortal level, like the Su clan, they were passed down from generation to generation.

It’s just a Su family’s three consecutive forgings.

Speaking of which, this sword technique is not only very powerful, but also has a very special feature. After practicing it to the extreme, the sword will be like a soft rattan and will change its position in the air at will, making it very difficult to deal with.

Su Jiao's attack was definitely a killing blow. According to common sense, Su Sheng would have been seriously injured even if he did not die.

But what Mu Zhentian didn't understand was that such a strange move, which was made suddenly, was actually resolved by Su Sheng's simple sword.

If someone were to suddenly attack him, Mu Zhentian himself might not have the confidence to take the sword completely.

Moreover, in Mu Zhentian's view, although Su Sheng's cultivation was much weaker than Su Jiao's, after a sword fight, he was knocked back without any injuries. This calmness and calmness are also a bit extraordinary.

In fact, the reason why Su Sheng was able to catch the sword just right was entirely because of his keen perception led by the soul, which allowed him to accurately capture the true edge of the opponent's sword.

Moreover, when the swords met, Su Jiao on the opposite side felt a strange force on Su Sheng's sword. This was one of the reasons why Su Sheng was able to block his sword without being injured.

Su Sheng's strange power was due to the invisible force that was inspired by his sword.

The fight between the two was very sudden, and it wasn't until they had a sword fight that the people around them realized and moved out of the way.

"Yeah, this is in the hall of Linlang Pavilion. Not many people dare to act wild here!" Someone immediately cursed. They thought the two would talk for a while first, and then agree on a place to fight or something.

, I didn’t expect it and started fighting directly.

"Hehe, someone may be in trouble!" Someone else said with a sinister smile.

...

Su Jiao, who had the upper hand with one blow, became even more powerful and said to Su Sheng, "Little waste, it seems that your cultivation level has improved. However, you were just lucky enough to block my previous sword. I am now

If I give you a chance and kowtow to me a hundred times, I might consider letting you go."

"Get out of here, you idiot." Su Sheng cursed directly.

When Su Jiao heard this, he immediately became furious and shouted directly, "Little beast, you are seeking death on your own, so you can't blame me."

When Su Jiao activated the sword technique again, the strange sword shadow appeared again.

The power of this sword was even more powerful than before. It seemed that Su Jiao had used all his strength, and he indeed had the intention to kill Su Sheng.

As for Su Sheng, he naturally felt a lot of pressure. The previous sword was not as powerful as it was now. Even if he tried his best, he was still knocked back.

Even if he catches this more fierce sword, he may really be injured.

Just when he was considering whether to let the wood spirit take action, a red figure suddenly stood in front of him, followed by a faint fragrance.

Seeing the red figure and smelling the familiar daughter's fragrance, Su Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The figure in red is none other than Xia Qiu.

Facing Su Jiao's powerful sword, the girl's expression was calm.

At this time, Xia Qiu also had a long sword in her hand. The shadow of the sword in her hand was flickering east and west, erratic, like pieces of floating leaves. Although it seemed soft, it was hiddenly sharp. It’s tangible, but it’s even more weird and unpredictable.

The transformed sword shadow danced out barriers in front of the girl, blocking all paths of Su Jiao's strange rattan sword shadow.

"What an elegant swordsmanship." Su Sheng, who was behind Xia Qiu, couldn't help but admired in his heart.

Although he had seen this set of sword tactics several times before, Xia Qiu had done it casually.

Unlike this time, under the girl's full exertion, the seemingly erratic fallen leaves concealed such strength, giving people a feeling of "a leaf chasing a soul". Su Sheng could not help but be attracted by this sword technique. Already.

"Dang Dang Dang...!" This time, after the sword shadows compared, they made a series of noises.

Although this confrontation was much more intense than the previous one, some discerning people saw some differences.

When Su Sheng and Su Jiao fought before, Su Sheng only used one sword, and the two swords' blades directly intersected.

But this time, Xia Qiu used many sword edges to completely seal Su Jiao's strange sword edge.

"It's strange!" Those who saw the way couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts.

But most of the people watching the excitement didn't pay attention to this at all. When they saw the motionless figure of the girl in red, they couldn't help but exclaimed, "Okay! Good swordsmanship, you are worthy of being the steward of Linlang Pavilion!"

On the opposite side, Su Jiao flew out directly. After smashing a table, he also cracked a large piece of the masonry floor of Linlang Pavilion.

"Pfft..." After landing, Su Jiao vomited blood from his mouth and his body was stained with blood. The hand holding the sword was trembling. As for the sword in his hand, it had long since disappeared.

"Who dares to harm this young master and seek death?" Su Jiao, who was covered in blood, roared and got up, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and then cursed angrily.

"Humph, Su Jiao, you are very courageous." The girl's voice was as cold as ice, making people shudder.

"You are just provoking trouble in my Linlang Pavilion. You dare to openly kill the guests of my Linlang Pavilion in the lobby of my Linlang Pavilion. Now you want me, the steward of Linlang Pavilion, to die! Hmph!"

Compared with the usual charming and charming beauty, Xia Qiu at this moment is like a snow lotus blooming in the ice and snow. There is a biting chill in the beauty, which makes people dare not look directly.

Su Jiao shivered all over, and then he realized that the person who blocked him just now was none other than Xia Qiu, the steward of Linlang Pavilion.

At this moment, he finally woke up, and now he was in Linlang Pavilion, and he was just stupidly fighting in Linlang Pavilion with the steward of Linlang Pavilion.

When he thought of the consequences of this matter, Su Jiao's seemingly strong body seemed to be made of paper, trembling for a while, as if it might collapse at any time.

Xia Qiu raised the long sword dripping with blood in his hand, looked at Su Jiao coldly and said, "I could have killed you on the spot! However, considering that the Su clan has cooperated with Linlang Pavilion and me, I won't do it this time." I will punish you. If you dare to act recklessly again, I will not show mercy and will kill you directly to serve as a warning to others."

The girl's words were full of murderous intent, yet clean and clear-cut, with a clear sense of right and wrong. People couldn't help but applaud her for taking action.

The girl at this moment is still the alluring beauty, but between the crescent moon eyebrows, the pink and white flowers disappear, the swords are crisscrossed, and the long sword dripping with blood in her hand gives people the allure of a 'rose with blood thorns'.

But the more thorny a rose is, the more people can't help but want to pick it, love it, and ravage it.

Those guys around who were stimulated by male hormones basically had this idea. Their eyes looking at the girl began to be a little blurry. They were obviously stunned by this bloody rose.

In the silent hall, the only thing that could be heard was the girl's yelling: "The black guards of Linlang Pavilion listen to the order and seal the hall!"

As soon as the girl finished speaking, groups of men in black armor rushed out from the back hall of Linlang Pavilion. These were the "Black Guards" of Linlang Pavilion's pavilion protecting army.

Each of these black-armored guards had experienced hundreds of battles and crawled out from among the dead. Their bodies had been soaked in blood countless times, and the aura emanating from their bodies was truly murderous.

"Those who act well will be killed without mercy." The Black Guards who had surrounded the hall suddenly shouted loudly, deafeningly.

Those who usually indulge in excessive sexual activities and have their bodies emptied out can't help but start to tremble after drinking this.

‘Why did this girl invite these murderers out? If I had known, I wouldn’t have watched the fun!’ Many people started to feel scared.

These people are real butchers. Their eyes are like those of monsters, which can hurt people. Not many people want to see these people.

Although the previous Xia Qiu seemed to have murderous intent, it was not truly murderous after all, and could not be compared with these black guards.

To outsiders, sending out the Black Guard for such a trivial matter was obviously unnecessary, but Xia Qiu didn't think so. What she wanted was a deterrent effect.
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