Mu Yunfeng is a very energetic young man. He has a lot of fire in his heart, and it is inevitable that he will act impulsively.
If he were an ordinary person, most people would think that this person is a jerk.
But Mu Yunfeng is not an ordinary person. He is from the Jianghu, a young hero who has not yet become famous in the Jianghu. His "axis" has another name.
——Young chivalrous spirit.
——The liver and gallbladder hole, the hair is standing up, standing in conversation, life and death are the same, the chivalrous spirit of a young man who promises a lot of money.
Mu Yunfeng is determined to avenge the Zhao family and his son, so he will definitely take revenge. He must kill the commander of the Silver Sword Guard. If he cannot find the commander of the Silver Armor Guard, he will kill Luo Ao. Even if he dies in Baiyun Villa, he will
If the whole world knew, this young man's anger would be enough to cause blood to splash into the clouds.
"Do you have to go?" Yan Zhuo asked.
"must."
"Okay, I'll go with you." Yan Zhuo said, "The person who committed the murder at Baiyun Villa was the Silver Armored Guard. Brother Mu, you must be prepared to be wanted. This matter will affect the sect.
If Shi Dian Cang forcefully protects you, the two factions will inevitably start a war."
"Injury to the master's sect." After hearing these four words, Mu Yunfeng couldn't help but twitch his fingers, and his eyes that danced with the firelight also sank and became much darker.
"Brother Yan, do you have any way to take revenge without compromising the master's sect?"
"Brother Mu, there is a way to have both ends of the world. If you can take care of one end, you can't take care of the other end, unless you can make Baiyun Villa not know that it was you. But Mr. Zhao was killed by the Silver Armored Guards to save us.
, now everyone can think of our revenge, and it is impossible not to implicate the master."
"But...Brother Yan, didn't you say that Baiyun Villa has fallen to the Jiangzuo Dynasty? If he falls to the Jiangzuo Dynasty, he will sooner or later start a war with other sects."
Yan Zhuo sighed and said: "Then what you do will give Baiyun Villa a handle and let them become famous. Then other sects will have no reason to be partial. One drop of Baiyun's blood, ten heads in the world, this sentence is also true
The rules of Baiyun Villa."
"Rules, rules, fuck the rules!" Mu Yunfeng clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth, "What if I quit Dian Cang?"
"If you retreat to Dian Cang, you will have no family, no sect, no worries, and no shelter. When the time comes for you to receive a reward from Baiyun Villa, you will be on the run."
Mu Yunfeng was startled. Did he really want to carry the reward for the Baiyun Villa for the Zhao family and his son, whom he had only known for a few days?
Should it be, is it worth it?
It should be worth it!
Don't do good deeds because they are trivial, and don't do evil deeds because they are trivial. Mu Yunfeng had heard this sentence before. Is there any difference between this chivalrous way and a good and evil heart?
If he doesn't avenge the Zhao family and his son today, can he still be regarded as a Dian Cang Shaoxia who used force to break the ban?
"Brother Yan, I have made up my mind. Even if I quit the school and bear the reward of Baiyun Villa for the rest of my life, I will take revenge on the Zhao family and my son. This is what my heart tells me I should do. If I don't do it, I would rather
die."
Yan Zhuo nodded, with no worry or fear on his face. He just smiled, like a spring breeze, blowing a lot of vitality: "Brother Mu, you won't die, I will go with you.
"
"I'll go too, I'll go too." Behind the two of them, Miss Xiang'er held up a red-sleeved scimitar and shouted loudly.
"Brother Yan, Miss Xiang'er, you guys?"
Yan Zhuo and Xiang'er both smiled and said, "Are you the only one with a chivalrous heart?"
"Brother Mu, Miss Xiang'er, since we are determined to avenge Old Uncle Zhao this time, let's make this matter a big sensation in the world. Didn't Baiyun Villa say that anyone who stops the Yinjia Guard's work will be killed without mercy?
?Let's break their rules and do it on the day Luo Tao and Princess Jiangzuo get married. Baiyun Villa and Jiangzuo Dynasty are a big event that shocked the world. People from all sects and sects will come to celebrate. When the time comes, Silver Sword Guard's
The commanders will definitely be there too, let’s kill them all in one fell swoop and defeat the majesty of his Baiyun Villa.”
"Are we going to do it when we get married?" Mu Yunfeng asked worriedly.
Yan Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said, "I know your concerns. Let's do it before the banquet starts. Yan Xiaoyu is still waiting in the boudoir at that time, so we can't hurt her."
Mu Yunfeng's face immediately turned red when he was poked at the center of things. The sword skills he had practiced in the past few days also came to mind, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "No matter how powerful this sword technique is, it can break the wind and rubble, but it can't cut through the heart."
That silk-knotted web of lovesickness.”
Just as Mu Yunfeng was daydreaming in his mind, a gust of dark wind suddenly blew up, blowing the pair of white lanterns in front of Zhao's house, flying to the ground and rolling to the feet of Yan and Mu.
Before the cold wind subsided, a sound that was even colder than the cold wind came.
"Good boys, you are planning to assassinate Baiyun Villa in Wanglong City. You are so brave. If you want to go to Baiyun Villa, you have to see if your men are capable!"
Although the voice was cold and cold, the person who spoke was not secretive. He walked in from the Zhao family's gate grandly, as calmly as if he had entered his own home.
"Little guys, you are quite courageous." The visitor glanced at her and said, "There is also a female doll, not bad."
When Xiang'er saw that he was being scornful of her, he got angry and said, "Who are you?"
"Hey, Baiyun Fang Xiaohou, Fang Jianwei."
After saying that, he saw a flash of green light in his sleeves, a long sword had come out of the sleeves, and a hand as mottled as an old tree tightly grasped the hilt made of fine steel.
This grip is strong and just right.
"No one can run away tonight. You come one by one or together."
Fang Jianwei was very proud of his swordsmanship. He thought that no one in Baiyun Villa could rival him except the owner Luo Ao, so he didn't pay much attention to Mu Yunfeng and the other little kids.
He is very confident, and this confidence comes from his swordsmanship and his decades of hard training.
Fang Jianwei is the son of Fang Yingwu, the former Lord of Tongtian God. This Lord of Tongtian dominates the world of martial arts with his Yingwu Divine Sword. This Yingwu sword technique pays attention to the image of Yingwu, that is, understanding from what he sees and feels.
Changes in sword moves. Although the Yingwu Divine Sword is a set of sword techniques, its secrets include the way of heaven and earth. It has countless changes. It is said that at its peak, the God of Tongtian could use more than 3,000 sword moves. He was
Jianghu respected him as "one sword with three thousand squares to answer the object".
Although Fang Jianwei is not as talented as his father in swordsmanship, he practices swordsmanship diligently and has mastered the three hundred styles of Yingwu swordsmanship, which is considered a great achievement in the sword sect.
"I come!"
Mu Yunfeng pulled out the long sword behind him, and a vast green light flowed from the hilt to the sword's edge, and the cold air was overwhelming.
Fang Jianwei looked at the long sword in Mu Yunfeng's book and smiled coldly: "Haha, you also use the sword, you play with the sword in front of me, and you play with the axe. Today I will show you how to use the sword!"
A flash of sword light flashed, and then he saw that the long sword in Wei's hand was splashing out like mercury. He flipped his wrist, and the Zhanzhan Qingfeng instantly threw eight sword flowers in the air.
