'The Biography of Mususu' Chapter 6: A World-Shocking Battle
people.
Two people.
Two people standing on two trees.
At the top of the underground garden, two trees and two figures stood facing each other.
Looking at Mu Susu and Zhao Qiong, Zhang Qing felt extremely worried.
They did it because of themselves, and Mu Susu was harmed by Chiyu. Zhang Qing knew this clearly.
Mu Susu shouldn't have come.
But here he comes.
There was no breeze, but the clothes of the two men in the treetops were fluttering.
A sword is held in a white and slender hand.
The owner of the palm, Mu Susu, has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and smooth black hair, but he is a handsome man with a graceful demeanor that is hard to find in the world.
Pale hands, dark sword.
Mu Susu's hand and sword seemed to have merged into one. The sword was both a person and the person was a sword.
Opposite, a knife was slung across his back.
He raised his head and slowly left the shadow, revealing a gloomy face.
He stood on the swinging treetop, staring at me across from me, and raised his hand to hold the handle of the knife.
The hand holding the handle of the knife tightly, the muscles twitched, and the dark knuckles turned slightly white.
"You're here."
"I am coming."
"I thought you wouldn't come."
"Why?"
"Because you're late."
"The sword hasn't been used for a long time and needs to be polished."
"Me too."
"Do you need me to show mercy?"
"unnecessary."
"Why?"
"Because you do too."
Zhao Qiong drew out his long sword, his throat twitched, and he spoke again: "What kind of sword is that?"
Mu Susu slowly brushed the long sword and said: "The sword is three feet three inches long and one inch two inches wide. It is named Tu Su, which means... huh?"
Zhao Qiong snorted coldly, held the sword in front of him with a flash of light, and said: "It's called Split Qiong...huh?"
He asked again: "What kind of sword is it?"
"A sword that kills people." Mu Susu replied coldly. "What kind of sword is it?"
He replied: "A cutting knife."
The atmosphere became chilly.
A forklift drove past the path under the trees, and the flowers and plants shook off the dew.
Below, everyone was trembling unconsciously.
Not only because of the vibration, but also because they felt the momentum of the collision between swords spreading.
Under the tree, Wang Yao, a slender man with an indifferent temperament, walked up to Zhang Qing.
"It's all my fault." Zhang Qing was filled with self-blame. If it weren't for her, the two of them wouldn't have dueled.
Wang Yao figured out what was going on and said to Zhang Qing: "No, that's what happened. I have a little guess based on the facts. The fight between Mu Susu and Zhao Qiong was not just because of you, maybe Zhao Qiong
It will be like this, but Mu Susu won't. With his wealthy background and unparalleled handsomeness, he will never take Zhao Qiong seriously. There must be something hidden between them, and you are just the introduction, not the key."
Zhang Qing looked at Wang Yao dumbfounded. After a while: "What did you say?"
Wang Yao couldn't see anything in the darkness, so he turned around, took a deep breath, and said to Zhang Qing again: "I have a little guess based on the facts. The reason why Mu Susu and Zhao Qiong fought was not just because of
You, maybe Zhao Qiong will be like this, but Mu Susu will not. With his rich family background and unparalleled handsomeness, he will never take Zhao Qiong seriously. There must be something hidden between them. You are just an introduction, not a
key."
Zhang Qingruo realized something.
The forklift left the path and the vibration subsided. But at this moment, Zhao Qiong suddenly moved!
He's out!
His wrists shook violently, and the blade broke through the wind.
Zhao Qiong's whole body was filled with sparkling sword light, like a sea that stirred up waves, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, making people breathless!
In contrast, Mu Susu stood calmly opposite.
The momentum gathered to its peak, and when everyone thought that he would take action at the next moment, the momentum slowly faded away. Zhao Qiong stared at Mu Susu and the sword in Mu Susu's hand in surprise. That calmness made him feel uneasy.
He felt that the swing was not good so he stabbed again.
This time, the dazzling and majestic Tao all over the sky disappeared, replaced by thin threads like spring rain.
As the saying goes, "The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the wind of willows does not blow on your face."
The continuous light of the knife is like a drizzle of silk, which is still messy after being cut and sorted, like catkins floating in the wind or duckweed in the water.
Mu Susu remained firm and motionless.
Zhao Qiong was frightened and stopped his attack again.
He felt that the swing was not good so he stabbed again.
"Zhao Qiong lost."
Looking at this scene, Wang Yao spoke softly.
Zhang Qing was surprised and confused: "How did you see it?"
"Mu Susu just stood still, Zhao Qiong has already flinched twice."
Wang Yao's words were concise and to the point. Zhang Qing waited for a long time without saying anything. Just when he was waiting to ask, he heard the next sentence.
"He lost the momentum to move forward."
One sword, two swords, three swords, countless swords!
Dao Dao Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da!
There are sword lights everywhere!
Extremely domineering! Extremely domineering!
knife knife knife knife
Knife Mu Susu Knife
knife knife knife knife
The light refracted, stabbing people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. Zhao Qiong was laughing, and he used the sword technique that suited him best.
The sword energy surrounded Mu Susu without any blind spots.
"Is that all?"
Mu Susu whispered, and the voice came clearly from the cold sword light.
Zhao Qiong's laughter froze, his eyes glowed fiercely, and he gritted his teeth again and accelerated.
One sword, two swords, three swords, countless swords!
Dao Dao Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da!
The sky is filled with sword light!
Extremely violent! Extremely violent!
knife knife knife knife knife
knife knife knife knife knife
Daodaomu Susu Daodao
knife knife knife knife knife
knife knife knife knife knife
There is no way back!
There is no escape!
At this moment, Mu Susu finally drew his sword!
What a sword this is.
The murderous aura is fierce, the domineering attitude is exposed, and it makes people shudder.
It was a sword light that was as cold as a deep spring!
A sword!
Just one sword!
One sword is enough!
"How is this possible!" Zhao Qiong was horrified. Facing this room, he felt like he was facing the world!
The shadow of the sword turned into countless blades of light, disappearing silently like a drizzle of rain.
Mu Susu took back his sword.
Zhao Qiong fell heavily to the ground.
His knife was thrust sideways, and a brutal gap spread across the blade, almost cutting it off.
Mu Susu said calmly: "Your knife is blunt."
Zhao Qiong raised his head unwillingly and said: "Your sword is also blunt!"
"My mind was not dull, so I won."
Zhao Qiong couldn't believe his failure: "Why is this happening?"
"Because you don't have a knife."
"I have a knife in my heart!"
"But you don't have a knife in your hand. The knife in your heart can't kill anyone."
"Is that so..."
Click——
The cold sword held by the slender white hands turned into countless fragments like ice cubes and fell to the treetops.
Zhao Qiong regained his ashes and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, you have no sword!"
"No, I have a sword."
"Do you want to say it's in your heart?"
"My sword is everywhere. Every flower or grass can become my sword. But you only have a broken sword."
Zhao Qiong stood blankly for a long time, then lowered his head deeply.
"I...lost."
Mu Susu smiled lightly and left calmly.
This is just an insignificant thing in his endless life.
Like a wave rising from the sea. ()
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