Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 316 The Hundred Steps Flying Sword

Although Mu Yun is also a swordsman, but at the moment he has no sword in his hand, and his skills are not complete, so he is really weak.He intends to use "Yijin" piccolo to fight, but he is afraid of damaging Han Lingxiao's sword. After all, he had a rift with "Shenxingwuying" Lu Bukong just yesterday, so how can he repeat the same mistakes?

Fortunately, Mu Yun had a glimpse of the essence of the Guangming Shenjue for the first time tonight, and his lightness kung fu and body skills are superb, so he was able to keep it airtight for a while.

Han Lingxiao's swordsmanship became more and more exquisite, each move layer by layer was as close as each move, and his face was full of leisure, as if he deliberately used Mu Yun to feed his moves.

The more Mu Yun fights, the more angry he becomes, and in a trance, he regrets meddling in this nosy matter, otherwise at this moment, he is still cuddling with Yan Ting, and the indescribable affection is not better than this bleak situation?

This distracted figure slowed down slightly, the Lone Star Sword had already entered the gap, and the blade directly pierced Mu Yun's weakness.

Mu Yun broke out in a cold sweat, turned around in a hurry to dodge, but there was still a tear in the robe under his ribs.He couldn't help but slammed upwards now, and secretly thought that if he continued to hold back today, he might really have to confess to Chao Tianque.

This time Mu Yun made up his mind, gritted his teeth and pulled out the "Yijin" piccolo, shaking his wrist towards the sword shadow that looked like a tarsus maggot.

Han Lingxiao knew it very well, the blade of the sword turned lightly and deftly according to the situation, and the sword flowers stabbed Mu Yun's arm back in random places.

How could Mu Yun dare to be negligent, and Piccolo used the judge's brushwork to attack consecutively.As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. The two have shown their abilities this time, and after dozens of tricks, they are still at loggerheads.

On the other hand, Shen Xin became more and more carefree as he fought more and more, with sly smiles of complacency in his eyes from time to time, but it's a pity that Mu Yun and Han Lingxiao were engrossed in fighting each other, so they didn't pay attention to this scene.

In a short time, the three of them had already fought to the point where they were beyond a hundred moves. Mu Yun's magic weapon was in his hand, after all, he was able to reverse the situation, and when he entered the move, he shouted: "I have no malicious intentions, and the hero Han must not be alienated!"

Han Lingxiao didn't slow down his sword at all, and said with a smile on his face: "It's useless to sophistry, you are doomed tonight."

Furious and impatient, Mu Yun yelled sharply: "The thief clearly intends to procrastinate, and when they succeed, they will regret it!"

Han Lingxiao was unmoved, but instead said with a cold face: "Take your life first, and then it won't be too late to talk about other things."

Mu Yun froze for a moment, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Why didn't Hero Han take this thief's life first? See if I can help him then?"

Han Lingxiao's eyes narrowed, and he said with a sneer, "Repaying kindness with revenge, the nature of a jackal, should be killed."

Mu Yun was still waiting to argue, but he was already stretched to the limit by the stormy sword moves, and he was completely powerless to fight back.

After all, Mu Yun had a hard fight with Yi Xin, not to mention the exhaustion of his strength, and the injury on his chest also appeared faintly, so his moves inevitably fell out of order.

Reluctantly fighting with more than a dozen moves, Mu Yun's arms, shoulders and back were repeatedly hit by swords. Although he protected his body with the light god's art and did not hurt his vitals, he was still dripping with blood.

Mu Yun knew that there would be no victory in this battle, so he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He never expected that he had narrow escaped several times, and in the end he would die under the Lone Star Sword for no apparent reason.Things in the world are impermanent, but it has come to this, it really is good fortune to trick people.

Just when Mu Yun was full of sadness and danger was everywhere, he suddenly heard a deafening shout, and then a purple figure flashed towards him, and with the power of mountains and tsunamis in his palms, he slammed into Ling Xiao's vest.

Han Lingxiao was in a hurry and couldn't make a move, so he simply turned around, and the sword edge slashed the palm of the comer.

It can be said that he was unhappy with the response, but he completely sold the vital points of his back to Mu Yun, which is really a big taboo in the competition.

Mu Yun was suppressed by Han Lingxiao for a long time, and he managed to find a gap, and almost involuntarily took advantage of the false attack to attack. Fortunately, he was alert in time and stopped his upcoming move.

Although Mu Yun held back his hands, Su Xin didn't show any mercy, a plum blossom needle shot out amidst a clear chirping sound, and hit the acupuncture points on Han Lingxiao's back.

How could Mu Yun allow his heart to succeed, he was so desperate that he dodged behind Han Lingxiao.The Divine Art of Light showed its profound energy again, and dozens of plum blossom needles were immediately swung away.

But at the moment when Mu Yun regained his breath, the dagger in Shi Xin's hand had already pierced his heart!Mu Yun suddenly realized that it turned out that Shi Xin's target was him!

Seeing the cunning pleasure in Sacred Heart's eyes in a daze, Mu Yun suddenly felt a little relieved. This person can see through the flaws of the Divine Art of Light in the blink of an eye. Such an extraordinary scheming, death in his hands is not easy. It's wrong.

Just as Mu Yun was waiting to be killed, a flash of unparalleled swiftness and brilliance suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and then there was a clang sound, and the dagger of Yi Xin flew out, and he himself was knocked staggering at the same time Retire.

Mu Yun narrowly escaped death, and before he could wake up, he heard two deep hums from behind, and the purple figure flew over his head like a roc spreading its wings, rolled up his long sleeves and left with his heart in his arms.

Mu Yun was waiting to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but Han Lingxiao said coldly: "It seems that I can't even compare to outsiders?"

Hearing the words, Mu Yun was like falling into the clouds, and hesitatingly heard a warm voice say: "Brother Han's swordsmanship is superb, it is more than enough to deal with Mrs. Pei, why should I do anything extra?"

Amidst the sound of heavy footsteps, a figure appeared.But seeing that he was wearing a brown robe, his handsome face showed a trace of loneliness, two strands of hair fluttered randomly on both sides of his cheeks, he seemed to be in his forties.

Han Lingxiao raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, put the sword back into its sheath with a clang, and said softly in his nose: "You said such beautiful words, you are more than enough to deal with Mrs. Pei, so why let Axue trick me?"

The man in brown sighed and said, "Even though Brother Han is willing to come, he doesn't intend to help, instead he is still embarrassing this young man, isn't he?"

Han Lingxiao looked up to the sky and laughed, and then couldn't hide his anger and said: "Since you don't trust me anymore, why should I be affectionate? Or if you think I'm a spy, then clean up the house yourself."

The man in brown said quietly: "You and I are brothers and sisters, why should we be so tit for tat?"

"I was the one who said and acted too aggressively before, please bear with me, Brother Han."

Han Lingxiao let out a cold snort, then turned around and walked away. He looked at Mu Yun coldly as he took a step, and said to himself: "There are talented people from generation to generation, and the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead. The younger generations are formidable, and they are indeed not bad."

Mu Yun couldn't tell whether Han Lingxiao's tone was more praiseworthy or mocking, he watched his figure disappear in a daze, finally shook his head with a wry smile, then clasped his fists to the man in brown and said, "That's just now Your Excellency came to the rescue? I am very grateful to Mu Yun."

The brown-clothed man smiled slightly and said: "The young hero is being polite. As the saying goes, the benevolent has his own destiny. The young hero should not die. I just follow the sky."

Mu Yun observed the words and expressions, suddenly his heart moved, and he blurted out softly: "Your Excellency... But Fan Fei, Fan Daxia?"

The brown-clothed man showed surprise on his face, blinked and said, "Why did the young man say that?"

Mu Yun said embarrassingly: "Hero Han is already the head of the Eight Pillars, and Your Excellency seems to be above him. Judging from his age, I am afraid that only Hero Fan among the four beams is suitable."

(End of this chapter)