Mu Chengyang kept reminding himself: Don't do it, don't do it with him, this guy is made of porcelain and jade, it will break if you touch it, and you will pay for it if you touch it!
Although he didn't dare to fight Mu Hanyan, but when he saw Zirong, even a small guard dared to provoke him repeatedly, and Mu Chengyang felt that it was too embarrassing to ignore him like this.
"You, go and try." Mu Chengyang pointed to the horse-faced guard and said.
"Me?" The horse-faced guard was a little hesitant. He didn't want to get involved when gods fight with mortals.
"Anyway, it's all about trying the sword, let the two guards do it, what do you think of Brother Hanyan?" Mu Chengyang said to Mu Hanyan.
As long as he doesn't fight with Mu Hanyan, nothing will happen, and he knows this well.
"Alright, I'll show you the peerless sword forged by my young master." Before Mu Hanyan could speak, Zirong said first.
Mu Hanyan knew that Zirong had never been a good person, so he didn't bother to stop him.
"Okay, then I'll offend you." As soon as the horse-faced guard heard that he was fighting with Mu Hanyan's guard, he felt no pressure. As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his long sword.
The light flickered on the sword, and the strength of the swordsman's ninth rank was fully displayed.
Zirong also raised her long sword, releasing the coercion of a ninth-level swordsman from her body. The strength of the two is equal, but they are equal opponents.
"Mu Zhong, don't be careless, what he is holding is the peerless sword forged by Brother Hanyan." Mu Chengyang sneered at Zirong's exact words.
While talking, Mu Chengyang stepped back, keeping a distance of three feet from Mu Hanyan.
There's no way, this guy is too insidious and shameless, even if it's just the guards of the two men, Mu Chengyang is worried, for fear that one inattentive will break the porcelain doll again, so it's better to stay away from him.
Seeing his cautious appearance, Mu Hanyan laughed inwardly. Zirong and the others also died laughing in their hearts. It seems that this guy has been psychologically shadowed by his son.
"Don't worry, my lord, how dare I underestimate Mr. Hanyan's sword-making skills, I will definitely go all out." Mu Zhong chuckled.
Of course he understood what Mu Chengyang meant. Didn't Mu Hanyan's master and servant both boast to the sky, so he just took this opportunity to kill their prestige.
Although his strength and appearance were comparable, the long sword on his waist was bestowed by the third elder, and it was considered a rare high-grade one. How could the broken copper and rotten iron in Zirong's hand be able to block his full blow.
"Let's make a move." With a tall and tall figure, she held the sword in one hand behind her back, and with the other hand, she made a sword strike in front of her chest.
Well, very expert style, very pretentious.
I have to admit that this guy looks very good, with a handsome appearance and a tall figure. When he poses in this posture, he really has a taste of being in the wind. Even those young girls who were in their prime of life in Passerby A and Passerby B were secretly moved after seeing them.
In contrast, Mu Zhong, who has a horse face, is really out of shape. It's okay if his face grows a little bit, but his short body is still very strong, and he is used to bowing his head in front of Mu Chengyang on weekdays. I can't straighten up straight, no matter how you look at it, it's so wretched.
"Little white face, let you pretend to beep in front of me, and see if I will kill you with one sword." Mu Zhong originally wanted to cut off the long sword in Zirong's hand, and sweep Mu Hanyan's face for the master, but at this time he felt ashamed and made up his mind Give your appearance a little more power. Look at it.
Not talking to him, Mu Zhong yelled, and slashed at Zirong with a sword.
With this sword, Mu Zhong did his best, leaving no energy left. It's really like a sword shining like a star, and its momentum is like a rainbow.
"Good time!" Zirong shouted, and the crooked long sword in his hand also slashed out.
But in comparison, his sword was obviously lacklustre, and his aura was much weaker.
Passerby A and Passerby B in the distance couldn't help sighing softly. Speaking of which, Mu Zhong and Zirong were evenly matched. This battle should have been a thrilling fight, but it was a pity that the "peerless sword" in Zirong's hand was obviously of poor quality , can't bear too much strength, so he looks forward and backward, and can't show his true strength at all.
Mu Chengyang also noticed this, with a contemptuous sneer on his face.
"Ding!" Just as they expected, as soon as the two swords met, there was a crisp sound, and Zirong's weak long sword was directly sent flying.
"It's boring. After waiting for a long time, I thought there was another good show to watch, but the winner was decided so quickly?" Everyone thought in disappointment.
But at this moment, Mu Zhong exclaimed in his ears.
When they turned their gazes, they realized that the long sword that Mu Zhong had split into the air was flying towards Mu Chengyang like an arrow from the string.
No, using an off-string arrow is not enough to describe the speed of this flying sword, it is as fast as lightning and flying like a meteor, so fast that even their eyes can hardly keep up.
However, Mu Chengyang believed that Mu Zhong's sword could easily split the broken copper and iron in Zirong's hand into two pieces. He never thought that this would be the result. Seeing the sword flying towards him, there was no reaction.
"Young Master, be careful." Mu Zhong, who was in the middle of the game, reacted the fastest and yelled.
He also didn't expect that Zirong would let go, the two were of equal strength, even if the quality of Zirong's sword was too poor to be cut in two, it wouldn't be a strange thing, but it really couldn't be justified to let go.
And even if you let go, it shouldn't be so fast, why does it feel like this kid threw it out by himself, and borrowed some strength from him by the way.
But seeing the extremely ugly long sword flying towards Mu Chengyang with a killing momentum, Mu Zhong didn't have time to think about it, so he could only remind him loudly.
When Mu Chengyang heard that shout, he woke up like a dream, and when he saw the long sword flying towards him like a poisonous snake, he broke out in a cold sweat from fright.
Fortunately, he is also a master of the sword master realm.
Draw the sword, twist the wrist, and cut instantly.
The three movements are done in one go, extremely fierce, but without losing the beauty.
Hearing the girl's scream of joy and admiration from the crowd in the distance, Mu Chengyang even tossed a lock of long hair on his forehead, showing a proud smile, taller than Zirong's appearance just now, Change the beep.
However, pretending to be struck by lightning.
Mu Hanyan looked at Mu Chengyang with sympathy.
"Heaven...outside...flying...immortal..." Just as Mu Chengyang slashed out with that sword, his appearance read rhythmically.
"Boom!" Following the exit of the last fairy character, the long sword cut in two by Mu Chengyang exploded violently, and the surrounding air twisted violently around it.
Mu Chengyang's smile was still frozen on his face, but his body flew out heavily like being hit by a boulder.
Then, there was another muffled sound, and Mu Chengyang smashed a big hole in the courtyard wall, and the falling bricks buried him in an instant, and a cloud of dust rose up.