Sword Rhythm! It was the endless sword rhythm that interfered with the movement of inner breath. Mu Yun figured this out and then penetrated his ears to temporarily block his hearing.
In an instant, he was seen to be like a horse running off the rein, leaping over the dragon gate, rising up from the sky with an unparalleled whirlwind, the light of his sword scattered like mercury pouring down the ground, and swept the enemy's formation with a hurricane surge to the sky.
In the midst of a heart-stopping jingling sound, Zhu'er and Qi'er were heard exclaiming at the same time. The long sword had already been thrown out of their hands and flew out. The two women also stumbled out at the same time, and fell to the ground face to face.
Although Qingying tried his best to steady his body, he was shocked and angry when he saw what happened. He was still trying to force his sword to fight again, but suddenly he felt a cold light flashing on his temples. When his scattered hair fell, he heard Mu Yun's faint voice.
A breathy voice said: "Cheng Rang."
Seeing Mu Yun suddenly displaying his magical power and winning from defeat, everyone couldn't help but cheer in unison, but at this moment they heard Qingying sternly scolding with a trembling voice: "I haven't seen blood, so I don't count as a loser!"
After scolding, she saw Qingying's sword rising again, all her moves were extremely cruel, and she wished she could cut Mu Yun in front of her into meat. It was a pity that she couldn't do anything. At this time, she had lost her position, how could she still be a threat?
To Muyun?
Mu Yun dodged again and again, but Qingying didn't see the difficulty and retreated. At that moment, he couldn't help but frown secretly. He looked at the flaw and slashed off her embroidered handkerchief with his sword, and then raised his voice and said: "I accept."
Qingying's hair was half-clothed, and she continued to attack fiercely despite her fierce spitting. Mu Yun felt angry, and he instantly began to joke. As the sword slashed, he could only hear the continuous sound of "acceptance".
Qingying has silk fluttering all over her body, and black hair flying on her head. How can she still have the calm and calm ladylike demeanor from before?
At this time, not only did Yan Ting and others look at each other in silence, Zhu'er and the other three girls, as well as the twelve surrounding girls, were also stunned. Their expressions were hesitant and timid, but no one dared to step forward to help Qing Ying.
In no time, his hair was in a mess, he was breathing like a cow, his clothes were messy on his shoulders and arms, and his skin was looming, and his face was so red that it was almost bleeding.
Yu Bingru, who was watching, could not see it anymore, so he raised his voice and said: "Junior brother, stop it quickly, don't be too embarrassing."
Mu Yun had slightly recovered his hearing, and when he heard this, he immediately became alert. When he made his move, he said in a concentrated voice: "The victory has been decided, so why should I be persistent, girl? I have no intention of giving birth to more bandits, but I hope you will understand me."
Qingying gasped for breath, his eyes full of resentment, and shouted hoarsely: "Don't pretend to be a good person, kill me if you dare!"
Mu Yun was stagnant, thinking that if he continued like this, he would exhaust his internal strength, and something would be very bad by then. But if he really wanted to kill Qingying but couldn't do it, what should he do?
He had already made up his mind in a flash, and saw a sudden flash of light in Mu Yun's sleeves. He held the "Yijin" piccolo in his palm, and then shouted loudly: "Since the girl doesn't know how to advance or retreat, I have no choice but to offend you."
, this flute can break your sword within three strokes, please be more careful, girl."
How could Qingying believe it? He was so busy that he had no time to reply, so he just tried his best.
Mu Yun secretly said helplessly, the piccolo swept across and was filled with blazing thunder and lightning. In an instant, the flute and the sword intersected, and in the sonorous wail, "the soul is broken by the river of forgetfulness" was indeed a prophecy. The river of forgetfulness disappeared on the spot, and the soul was shattered.
Qingying's delicate body trembled violently, and she staggered back violently. When she could barely hold on to her body, she saw her face filled with inexplicable pain and anger, holding a half-broken sword in her hand, and scolded in a trembling voice: "You...you actually
How dare you do this!"
Mu Yun's original intention was not to hurt Qingying, but when he saw this, he regretted it. He paused and then sighed: "I accidentally lost my sense of proportion at the next moment. If the girl is really angry, I will use this 'Yaoguang' dagger."
How about I compensate you?"
Qingying seemed to be stagnant, and he glared coldly and said in a hateful voice: "No need to cry like a cat... I'm so hypocritical, how did you learn how to break the formation?"
Mu Yun was slightly startled, and said in deep thought: "Look at it with your eyes, think about it with your mind, that's all."
Qingying's face was full of disbelief, and he thought to himself and said to Lu Buping: "Since senior knows this formation, he must know something about the method of breaking it. Could it be that you pointed him out?"
Lu Buping shook his head and said: "Girl, please don't be suspicious. Lao Jinghua just heard some general information from others. As for how to break the formation, he has no idea."
After all, Lu Buping has a respected status. Qingying believed that he would not lie with his lies. He stared at Mu Yun and said: "Then you have never seen this formation before, and you have never taught the method of breaking the formation to others?"
Mu Yun nodded and said: "It is indeed as the girl said, but I usually practice Qimen formations, so I may have more understanding of this sword formation than ordinary people."
A flash of relief flashed across Qingying's face, and after a moment he lowered his head and said in a solemn voice: "That's all, I will admit defeat, but I would like to ask Brother Mu to enlighten me on why you were clearly poisoned by three corpse poisons before, but you were able to gradually survive the battle.
recover?"
Mu Yun hesitated for a moment, and finally said sincerely: "I have a poison-proof treasure in my body, so although I was poisoned by poison, I didn't have an attack on the spot. Later during the battle, I followed the instructions of Senior Lu to induce the girl to catalyze
The poisonous insects will accelerate their activation and then devour themselves until the remaining poison is gone and they return to normal."
Qingying suddenly had an epiphany, and then sighed softly: "It seems that it is God's will. The little girl's defeat is not unjust. Brother Mu is extremely talented and has an extraordinary understanding. The little girl really admires him."
After hearing this, Mu Yun felt slightly embarrassed, and was about to say a few polite words, but at this moment, he heard Yan Ting whisper softly: "Do you even need to tell me, what kind of talent Xiao Mu is, this alliance leader knows best, huh... Now one bite at a time
'Brother Mu' was so affectionate that you forgot how you killed him before?"
Mu Yun felt that there was a hint of sourness in Yan Ting's words, so he dared not continue to entangle with her, and quickly said: "Since the victory has been decided, and the girl has no objections, can you tell me the reason why you insist on driving us away?
If what he says is true, perhaps... Senior Lu will make up his mind."
Although Qingying was described as embarrassed, his aura had completely recovered. He folded his clothes and said politely: "Brother Mu understands the righteousness, and the little girl feels the kindness, but since this is a 'last resort', please don't insist on asking me any more."
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No one expected Qingying to say such words. Lei Heng's eyebrows suddenly stood up and he shouted angrily: "That's unreasonable! What did you say before? You lost to Grandpa Lei first and then to Lao Mu. Even three times
Even if you win two games and lose everything, do you want to admit it when things come to a head?!"
Qingying's expression remained as usual, and he lowered his eyebrows and coughed: "What this friend Lei taught me is that although the little girl has a low status, she is not a shameless person. She naturally understands the principle of 'people who have no faith do not know what to do'."
Lei Heng was stunned by this. He could only hear the clear shadow saying: "It's just that the matter is very important. It's really inconvenient for me to tell you the truth. I just ask you to see that my life is miserable and don't make things difficult for me again."
Everyone was startled when they heard this, only thinking that Qingying mistakenly said "thin noodles" as "bad fate", but at this moment, they saw her flicking her wrist, half of the sword blade in her hand flashed with cold light, and it turned out to be aimed at her pink face.