Mu Nianhua looked serious, without a trace of smile: "Why did you come out? I will do what I promised you."
"Your name is Mu Nianhua, and you are the seventh child in your family?" Su Baiyi suddenly asked.
Mu Nianhua was stunned for a moment: "Why are you suddenly talking about this at this time?"
"My name is Su Baiyi. I don't know which child I am in my family because my family members are all gone." Su Baiyi walked to Mu Nianhua's side and stood shoulder to shoulder 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 friendship, then we should talk about friendship." Su Baiyi raised the sword in his hand, "How can I let my friend go into danger alone?"
"If it's business, there's always room for regret, but if we become friends, we can only stick together, life and death." Mu Nianhua said with a smile, "You, a scholar, are very bad."
The old man Long looked at the sword in Su Baiyi's hand and narrowed his eyes: "Jun Yu."
"Why do I feel like everyone recognizes this sword? But I don't know if you also recognize its sword technique?" 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 leaned on his sword with both hands, tapping the hilt with his right fingers. "Are we going to come together, or one by one? It's up to you. I've been waiting on this ship for too long. The insignificant secrets just now barely piqued my interest. Don't let me down, you guys."
Elder Long put his hands in his sleeves, still playing with the knives, lowering his head slightly, thinking about the situation in front of him. Originally, the deputy chief of Qingming Court was here in person, and it was a dead end no matter how you looked at it, but the young man in white holding the Junyu sword entered the scene, and it was different. Elder Long instantly understood why Wohu would rather offend the entire Mu family to take this man down. This was definitely not Wohu's personal decision, but Shanglin Tiangong was determined to get this young man. But if the young man in white really got the true teachings of Xie Kanhua and really knew the swordsmanship of seeing flowers in the fog, then there would be a glimmer of hope to break the deadlock. And the purple-clothed woman who only spoke one sentence looked more and more like someone...
No, it's like two people.
So that's how it is!
Old Long suddenly raised his head, swung his sleeves, and six flying knives flew straight towards Crouching Tiger.
Crouching Tiger suddenly grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, twisted it lightly, lifted up the entire template, and knocked the six flying knives back. Old Long leaped up, twisted his wrist, and still held a short blade in his hand. With a wave of his hand, he gathered the six flying knives around him again.
"It's like juggling martial arts, and it's still so not presentable." Crouching Tiger snorted coldly.
"My Lord Vice-President, this matter is not something you can take lightly." The swordsman with a small mustache stepped in front of Crouching Tiger, "Master Long, leave it to me."
Elder Long frowned slightly: "You dare to fight me? Danzhu."
"There will always be that day, right? Master, you have always taught me this." The mustached swordsman said calmly.
The remaining Qingming Academy disciples who were originally kneeling on the ground also stood up and drew the long swords at their waists. The Thousand-Faced God of Wealth sighed softly: "Young Master, my martial arts are not good enough to 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 leaped to the side of Crouching Tiger and blocked the Qingming Academy disciples.
Crouching Tiger didn't seem to care about this. He still stood there with his knife in hand, looking at the three people in front of him: "Those two old guys really don't interest me. I hope you can give me a little surprise."
Su Baiyi held the hilt of the sword with one hand: "You want a surprise, then I will give you a surprise. Mr. Mu, please take the lead first."
Mu Nianhua nodded. He had watched Su Baiyi use the sword several times in the past few days and had a little understanding of his swordsmanship. Nangong Xier had not spoken since the beginning. In fact, she was secretly gathering her energy. She must have her own killer moves hidden. As the deputy head of Qingming Academy, this crouching tiger was naturally not easy to deal with. It seemed that they had to rely on the two of them to catch him by surprise. So the task of finding flaws in the sword first could only be handed over to him.
"I am Mu Nianhua from the Mu family. Mr. Wohu, please try your sword." Mu Nianhua took a step forward and the long sword was unsheathed in an instant.
"There are twelve towers and five cities in the White Jade Capital in the sky. It is said that Gong Yuluo once dreamt of traveling to the fairy city 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 to create the Shengjing Sword Technique. It is said that the sword technique is ethereal and free, with the aura of immortals." Crouching Tiger swung his knife and knocked Mu Nianhua away. "But in my opinion, this sword technique is too weak, like a piece of white jade, too fragile."
Mu Nianhua turned around, holding the mast with his left hand and hanging his feet on it. Although his right hand holding the sword was painful and felt like it was about to break, his expression was still calm: "It's just a lie in the world, do you believe it? The so-called Baiyujing, Baiyujing, is believed by some to be the residence of immortals, but my master's swordsmanship has another meaning."
"What do you mean?" Crouching Tiger asked.
"Bai Yujing is the moon." Mu Nianhua's figure flashed and disappeared from the mast.
"The moon." Crouching Tiger smiled.
"Yes." Mu Nianhua jumped towards Crouching Tiger and slashed with his sword, drawing a beautiful outline.
"It is a beautiful crescent moon." Crouching Tiger raised his sword and slashed, "But you happened to meet me. My sword technique is called Shattered Moon."
"Broken Moon Blade?" Elder Long, who was fighting Dan Zhu at the side, was also stunned when he heard the name. "Hasn't it been lost a long time ago?"
"Old Long, you have to be careful." Dan Zhu cut through Old Long's clothes with his sword, "Doesn't the Broken Moon Sword still have two pages of the manuscript?"
"Two pages of fragments can reproduce a sword technique?" Old Long exclaimed.
"Why can I become the vice-chairman of Qingming Academy at the age of 30? It's because I can do what others can't." Wo Hu shouted angrily and chopped the moonlight of Mu Nianhua into pieces with a knife.
"It's not over yet!" Mu Nianhua suddenly raised a breath of true energy, and the sword energy rose again. The long sword slashed horizontally, showing a more complete and perfect arc.
Not a crescent moon, but a full moon! A perfect circle.
Crouching Tiger pointed his long sword at the full moon and shouted softly, "Break."
"Su Baiyi!" Mu Nianhua shouted, "If you don't take action now, I will really die!"
"Here I come." Su Baiyi leaped in front of Wohu with his sword, his hand still tightly holding the hilt of the sword.
In Yelan City, he faced Nangong Xier, but ultimately did not draw his sword.
In Xinghua Village, he did not draw his sword when facing Helian Xiyue.
In the academy, he still did not draw his sword.
And this time, finally.
"Draw your sword!"