Mu Nianhua's expression was a bit serious, without any smile: "Why did you come out? I will do what I promised you."
"Your name is Mu Nianhua, and you are the seventh eldest child in your family?" Su Baiyi suddenly asked.
Mu Nianhua was stunned for a moment: "Why are you suddenly saying this at this time?"
"My name is Su Baiyi. I don't know who is the eldest in the family, because all my family members are gone." Su Baiyi walked to Mu Nianhua's side and stood side by side with him. "From this moment on, we are true friends."
"Really." Mu Nianhua lowered his head and smiled.
"If it's business, then we can only talk about promises. If it's friends, then we can talk about friendship." Su Baiyi raised the sword in his hand, "How can you let your friend go into danger alone?"
"If it's business, there's always room for regret. If you become friends, you have no choice but to live or die." Mu Nianhua said with a smile, "You are a very bad scholar."
Mr. Long looked at the sword in Su Baiyi's hand and narrowed his eyes: "Jun Yu."
"Why do you feel like everyone recognizes this sword, but you don't know if you recognize its swordsmanship?" Su Baiyi said with a smile.
"Have you mastered it?" Mu Nianhua frowned slightly.
"Of course." Su Baiyi raised his eyebrows.
"Have you said enough?" Crouching Tiger held the knife with both hands and tapped the handle of the knife gently with the fingers of his right hand. "Should we go up together or one by one? It's up to you. I have been waiting on this ship for too long. I just did that
The meaningless "The Universe in the Sleeve" barely aroused my interest a little bit, you guys, don't let me down."
Mr. Long put his hands in his sleeves and was still playing with the knives. He lowered his head slightly and thought about the situation in front of him. Originally, the deputy director of Qingmingyuan came in person. No matter how you looked at it, it was already a dead end.
But the young man in white came in with the Jun Yu Sword, but it was different. Mr. Long instantly understood why Crouching Tiger would rather offend the entire Mu family than capture this person. This was definitely not Crouching Tiger's personal decision, but the superior's decision.
Lin Tiangong is bound to win over this young man. But if the young man in white really gets the true inheritance of Xie Kanhua and really knows the swordsmanship of seeing flowers in the mist, then he will really have a chance to break the situation. And the one who only said one sentence
The woman in purple looks more and more like the same person...
No, it's like two people.
So that’s it!
Mr. Long suddenly raised his head, raised his sleeves, and sent six flying knives straight towards Crouching Tiger.
Crouching Tiger grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, turned it gently, lifted up the entire template, and knocked back the six flying knives. Mr. Long jumped up, twisted his wrist, and still held a short knife in his hand.
He swung his blade and held the six flying knives around him again.
"It's like juggling martial arts, but it's still so unattractive." Crouching Tiger snorted coldly.
"Master Deputy, this matter is not trivial." The mustachioed swordsman stopped in front of Crouching Tiger, "Mr. Long, leave it to me."
Mr. Long frowned slightly: "You dare to fight me? Danzhu."
"There will come a time, isn't it? That's how you always taught me, Shifan." The mustachioed swordsman said calmly.
The remaining Qingmingyuan disciples who were kneeling on the ground also stood up and pulled out the long sword from their waists. The Thousand-faced God of Wealth sighed softly: "Young Master, I am not good at martial arts and cannot stop this crouching tiger, but
I promise you, as long as I am still standing, these people will never be able to get close to you." He jumped to Crouching Tiger's side and stopped in front of the Qingmingyuan disciples.
Crouching Tiger didn't seem to care about this. He still stood there with his knife raised and looked at the three people in front of him: "Those two old guys really didn't interest me. I hope you can give me a little surprise."
Su Baiyi pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand: "If you want a surprise, then I will give you a surprise. Mr. Mu, please take the lead."
Mu Nianhua nodded. He had watched Su Baiyi use his sword several times in the past few days and already had some understanding of his swordsmanship. However, Nangong Xi'er had not spoken since just now and was actually concentrating her energy secretly.
, he must have his own killing move hidden. As the deputy seat of Qingmingyuan, this Crouching Tiger is naturally difficult to deal with. It seems that the two of them must rely on surprise. So the task of finding flaws in the sword first can only be done
Leave it to him.
"Mu Nianhua of the Mu family, please ask Mr. Crouching Tiger to try the sword." Mu Nianhua took a step forward and unsheathed the sword instantly.
"The White Jade Capital in the Sky, Five Cities on the Twelfth Floor. It is said that Gong Yuluo once visited the fairy city in a dream and visited the Tongtian Pavilion for three days and three nights. After waking up from the dream, he spent another three days and three nights creating this Shengjing sword technique. It is said that the sword technique is ethereal.
Xiaoyao has the spirit of an immortal." Crouching Tiger swung his sword and knocked Mu Nianhua away. "But in my opinion, this sword technique is too weak, like a piece of white jade, and too fragile.
Already."
Mu Nianhua turned around, holding the mast with his left hand and hanging his feet on it. Although the right hand holding the sword hurt, and it felt like his hand was about to burst, his expression remained calm: "It's just lies in the world, do you believe this?
The so-called Baiyujing, Baiyujing, some people think is the place where the immortal family lives, but my master’s swordsmanship has other meanings.”
"What do you mean?" Crouching Tiger asked.
"Bai Yujing is the moon." Mu Nianhua's body swayed and disappeared from the mast.
"Moon." Crouching Tiger smiled.
"Yes." Mu Nianhua jumped down towards Crouching Tiger and drew a beautiful outline with his long sword.
"But it's a beautiful crescent moon." Crouching Tiger raised his sword and slashed, "But you met me. My sword technique is called Broken Moon."
"Moon-breaking knife?" Mr. Long, who was fighting with Danzhu on the side, was stunned when he heard the name. "Isn't it lost a long time ago?"
"Mr. Long, please be careful." Danzhu slashed through Mr. Long's clothes with a knife, "Isn't there still two pages left in the Moon-Shattering Knife?"
"Can two pages of fragments recreate a sword technique?" Mr. Long exclaimed.
"Why can I become the vice-chairman of Qingmingyuan at the age of thirty? It's because I can do what others can't." Crouching Tiger roared angrily, and chopped the moonlight that had been bathed in years into pieces with a knife.
"It's not over yet!" Mu Nianhua suddenly raised his breath, and with his sword energy revived, he slashed horizontally with the long sword, revealing a more complete and perfect arc.
Not a quarter moon, but a full moon! A perfect circle.
Crouching Tiger pointed his sword at the full moon and shouted softly: "Broken."
"Su Baiyi!" Mu Nianhua shouted, "If you don't take action, I will really die!"
"Here we come." Su Baiyi jumped in front of Crouching Tiger with his sword in hand, his hand still holding the sword hilt tightly.
In Yelan City, when he faced Nangong Xi'er, he did not draw his sword in the end.
In Xinghua Village, when he faced Helian Xiyue, he did not draw his sword.