Seeing the big man draw his sword, Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes and whispered: "This is the inner swordsmanship of the San Qin Sword Sect."
Being in the outer sect for two hundred years is not in vain. Although Mo Yuan has no access to the upper-level affairs of each sect, he has insights that are difficult for outsiders to achieve.
Sanqin Sword Sect?
Han Muye nodded lightly.
No wonder these people are making trouble.
The Sanqin Sword Sect is a sword sect hundreds of miles away. It is not a big sect, but there are many masters among it. It is not very respectful to the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
A few years ago, the inner sect of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect sent out experts to severely punish the Sanqin Sword Sect, which made them become more honest.
It seems that there has been no suppression for several years, so what trouble is going to happen again?
With Mo Yuan explaining various allusions to the world of cultivation, Han Muye now knew more information than those disciples who had been with him for decades.
"Haha, today is such a happy day, why don't you draw your sword?" An old man in a robe from the Mo family smiled and gently held his hand.
"This is Lu Yang, the ninth son of the Sun family. I heard that he practiced in the Sanqin Sword Sect. It seems that he has achieved great mastery."
The old man revealed the identity of the big man, and then said with a smile: "The little dispute between the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and the Sanqin Sword Sect won't involve our families, right?"
Although his words were euphemistic, they made people around him understand that the Sun family's son Luyang had a reason for provocation.
That's because of the dispute between the two sects.
The Mo family has always been a staunch supporter of the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect. If there is any dispute with the Sun family today and word spreads about it, they might even gain the favor of the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.
Mo Yunteng turned to look at Mo Yuan, who was sitting upright, and saw that there was no change in his expression, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I didn't agree with this marriage in the first place. You, the Mo family, always try to put money on your own face. The Jiu Xuan Sword Sect has ruled this family for so many years. I have never seen the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect take much care of your Mo family."
Sun Luyang had a cold face and raised his sword to point around: "If anyone among the younger generation of your Mo family can beat the sword in my hand today, I will turn around and leave."
"If no one can win, haha, it's okay if we don't get married."
There was silence in the hall. The bride in her wedding dress was trembling all over and her eyes were full of tears. The groom beside her put his arm around her shoulders and whispered a few words.
"No, Master, although the Sanqin Sword Sect and the Jiuxuan Sword Sect are not on good terms, it is not to the extent of implicating the Mo family." Han Muye frowned and his eyes fell on the tables where the Sun family sent their brides off.
"Be careful, these people have murderous intent." Mo Yuan put his hands on the table, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
Killing intent?
Han Muye was slightly startled.
Even if there is a dispute, it is not to the point of life and death. How can there be murderous intent?
"Canglang——"
There are already impatient Mohist disciples in front taking action.
"Today is my brother Yucheng's happy day. Since my uncle from the Sun family wants to join in the fun, I, Mo Yuci, will come to accompany you." The young man who spoke had a shining sword in his hand and a tall and straight figure.
Someone from the Mo family finally faced him directly, and the hall suddenly became slightly noisy.
When he saw the person walking out, he was immediately introduced in a familiar voice in a low voice: "He is the fifth master of the Mo family. It is said that this person is already above the fifth level of Peiyuan. He is considered a strong man among the younger generation in Qingmu Town."
"The swordsmanship of the Mo family was given by our ancestor from the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect. It is expected to be no worse than that of the Sun family. This round will definitely be exciting." Someone's eyes sparkled and he chuckled, looking forward to it.
"Hey, do you think this was a deliberate arrangement by the Sun family and the Mo family to use this scene to show off their youthful demeanor?" Some guests sitting far away lowered their voices and expressed their speculations.
These words made many guests who were unclear about the dispute between Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Sanqin Sword Sect nod their heads.
In the middle of the lobby, an area of two to three feet has been vacated, and two young men holding long swords stand opposite each other.
"Mo Yuci of the Mohist family, please ask Mr. Sun Luyang of the Sun family for advice." The Mohist disciple with a red belt around his waist shouted, and thrust out the long sword in his hand.
This sword made a sound of breaking through the air, the sword light was clear and steady, fast and urgent.
Just from this sword, it can be seen that the fifth master of the Mohist family has a solid foundation in swordsmanship and has worked hard for at least several years.
"The Mo family is known as the first aristocratic family in Qingmu Town, and the children of this family are truly remarkable."
"Not many young people in Qingmu Town can catch this sword."
Mo Yuci's sword move attracted all kinds of whispers, but Sun Luyang opposite him showed no change of expression.
When the long sword came in front of him, Sun Luyang faced him with his long sword. The sword light flashed and the two swords struck each other.
"when--"
Mo Yu took a step back, his face flushed. Sun Luyang's sword didn't understand, so he pointed forward again.
The discerning people around him all frowned.
Sun Luyang's sword moves are not sharp, but his cultivation is obviously much better than Mo Yuci's.
He just relied on his cultivation to suppress Mo Yuci with a single blow.
This kind of behavior, in the matter of sword duel, is to win without force.
"This guy's swordsmanship is not bad. He deliberately uses his strength to overwhelm others."
"The swordsmanship of the San Qin Sword School he practiced is the way of the multi-power sword." Mo Yuan looked at the two parties in the sword competition and whispered to Han Muye.
"Look at the sword—" Mo Yuci, who was shocked and took a step back, gritted his teeth and shouted, holding out the sword again.
A cold look flashed across Sun Luyang's face opposite him, and the sword in his hand suddenly dropped.
"when--"
Mo Yuci's long sword was broken into two pieces, and the tip of the sword flew off.
Mo Yuci looked pale and stepped back continuously, holding his right arm with his left hand, blood dripping from the tiger's mouth of his right hand.
"With this level of ability, he is worthy of challenging me." Sun Luyang sneered and pointed his sword forward.
"Mo Yucheng, why don't you come?"
Mo Yucheng is the eldest son of the Mo family, the first among the younger generation. He has reached the eighth level of Peiyuan period, and he is the best among the younger generation in Qingmu Town.
A trace of anger flashed across Mo Yucheng's face.
Today is his great joy. It would be unlucky for him to take action.
And today he took action to fight against the Sun family, and the bride beside him was probably very sad.
He and Miss Sun's family couldn't say they had a deep relationship, but since they were going to get married, he always had to consider each other.
Miss Sun's hands were holding the sleeves of her black jade clothes, and her eyes were full of tears.
"Don't be arrogant. We in the Mo family have enough people to fight you."
"There is no need for the eldest son to take action, I will--" Someone from the Mo family shouted, and several young disciples jumped into the battle circle.
"go back!"
At this moment, the head of the Mo family, Mo Yunteng, suddenly shouted and then stepped forward.
A vigorous energy exploded from his body, making the surrounding Mohist disciples unsteady on their feet and all retreated.
Angrily pushed Sun Luyang across from him to retreat, bumping into the table and chair behind him, and his face turned pale.
This is the period of condensation.
Pei Yuan Qi was not even qualified to take action in front of Qi Condensation Qi.
"It's just a joke, that's all." Mo Yunteng said calmly, his eyes swept forward, and then turned around.
At this moment, a ray of green light shot out from behind Sun Luyang and pierced directly into Mo Yunteng's back!
"Do it-"
Dozens of figures flew towards the surroundings, sword lights blooming!
"The inner swordsmanship of the Tailing Sword Sect is closely related. It turns out that the Sanqin Sword Sect has defected to the Tailing Sword Sect a long time ago!" Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice.
For the inner swordsmanship of the Tailing Sword Sect, the person who wields the sword is at least in the Qi Condensation stage.
Han Muye looked in front of him.
Ahead, the station is about to explode.
"I don't want to see blood today." Mo Yuan whispered, and an aura of excitement rose from his body.
The breath was light, but it was fierce and sharp.
The breath turned into thousands of rays and spread out in all directions.
Sword energy!
This is the sword energy condensed in Mo Yuan's body!
"Buzz——"
In the entire lobby, all the swords were vibrating out of control!
The dagger shot at Mo Yunteng's back was positioned three inches behind his back.
Standing behind Mo Yuan, Han Muye's eyes sparkled.
This is the return of Wan Jian to the Sect!
The sword energy condenses, and thousands of swords respond!
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