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Chapter 447 Competing Swords and Meanings

In the early years, the Murong family had a moment of glory in the Jianghu.

It's a pity that ever since the previous head of the Murong family lost in the sword competition.

The Murong family gradually declined.

The previous Patriarch also died in depression two years later.

He was succeeded by his eldest son Murong Xuesong.

But as the saying goes, centipedes are dead but not stiff.

The background of the Murong family is still there.

Murong Xuesong has a younger brother and a younger sister, namely Murong Xuezhu and Murong Xuemei.

Murong Xuezhu has been traveling around the rivers and lakes all year round, and does not sit in the family.

When Bi Yueqiu's lightsaber was stolen, Murong Xuemei tried her best to stop it, but was seriously injured.

This matter made Murong Xuesong furious.

Not only was he furious at the theft of the family-inherited divine sword, but he was also furious at the serious injury of his own sister.

The Murong family has withdrawn from the eyes of people in the Jianghu, but it has only been a few decades.

But the changes in the rivers and lakes are extremely fast.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves.

Many people have already forgotten the Murong family.

There are many more people who have never heard of the Murong family.

So this time, Murong Xuesong decided to come back out of the arena to rectify the name of the Murong family.

Let everyone in the Jianghu know that the Murong family is definitely not an unknown person who is easy to bully!

Through the identification of Murong Xuemei's injuries, and a series of clues.

Murong Xuesong locked his target on Tangjiabao in Sichuan Province.

Tangjiabao's status in the arena is extraordinary, and ordinary forces dare not offend him at all.

Even first-class forces have to weigh one or two.

But Murong Xuesong still came.

The swordsman will surely go forward indomitably, rather than surrender!
Ye Gucheng sensed the extremely strong sword intent emanating from the opponent.

It seems to be a wave of unwillingness and anger hidden in the abyss.

At the same time, it also aroused Ye Gucheng's fighting spirit.

He has just been promoted to Shenting, and he urgently needs a battle to enhance his understanding of himself.

The hands of the two swordsmen were holding the hilts of their swords at the same time.

Zhao Quan and others stood not far away, admiring the battle between swordsmen before them.

On the other side, there are three generals who followed Murong Xuesong.

The two sides do not interfere with each other, but they are clearly distinct.

Ye Gucheng and Murong Xuesong have fought dozens of moves.

But from the outsiders, they only think that these are two kendo beginners in the acquired realm, and they are average in the swordsmanship competition.

The two of them moved each other with great seriousness.

There is no sword qi, and no gang qi overflowing.

Only the sword in his hand, and the person in front of him.

Everyone else at the scene only felt that the two sides were secretly competing, which was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

But when I want to say something, I feel very vague and can't say it.

Only Zhao Quan and Tang Da, who are in the same realm of Shenting, can see a thing or two.

Although both of them are not sword learners, they will inevitably lead to the same goal through different paths.

The two were competing with sword moves on the surface, but they were actually competing with each other's sword intent.

The moves are divided into upper and lower levels, and the sword will fight to win or lose.

The swordsmanship that the two are good at, all the moves are exhausted.

Then start all over again, and start again.

If it's an ordinary master of the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid it's extremely boring to watch, and even dozed off.

However, all the people present watched with great interest.

Everyone's eyes are different.

Among them, Wan Yichun's eyes are the brightest.

She is the only person practicing sword among all the people present.

And the talent of kendo is not weaker than that of Ye Gucheng.

Watching this battle, she gained quite a lot.

The fight between the two lasted for a long time.

From dawn to dusk.

Under the setting sun, the figures of the two people were stretched very long.

The sword moves of both sides have been used countless times.

A gust of wind whirls past.

The wind stopped.

people stopped.

The sword also stopped.

The two stood with swords in hand.

They looked at each other and laughed.

No one knows the outcome of their battle.

Murong Xuesong didn't say anything, and Ye Gucheng didn't mention anything either.

At some point, Mo Wuqing had returned to the crowd.

Zhao Quan stretched his waist.

He yawned and said, "It's so late, go back and wash and sleep."

After saying that, he turned around first and turned back towards the city gate.

A group of 14 people returned to Yuelai Inn again.

The waiter's eyes were astonished, obviously he didn't expect them to turn back again.

After a night of rest, the next day was sunny.

After Zhao Quan finished washing, he walked out of the room and found that he was on the second floor by the window.

Ye Gucheng is drinking tea with Murong Xuesong.

Zhao Quan walked over: "I have such a good mood so early on."

Both stood up.

Ye Gucheng: "The boss."

Zhao Quan stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking out at the scenery outside.

Although it was morning, the streets outside were already very lively.

The stalls selling breakfast, the donkey carts delivering goods, and the women shopping for vegetables all form a picture scroll.

Murong Xuesong cupped his hands and said, "I've met Chief Zhao."

Zhao Quan said casually: "Patriarch Murong, you don't have to be polite, I think you are here for Bi Yueqiu's lightsaber."

Murong Xuesong nodded and said, "Not bad."

Zhao Quan said: "Do you know who wants to take your Biyueqiu lightsaber?"

Murong Xuesong said: "Young Master Ye has explained my doubts to me earlier, he is the elder of Tangjiabao, Luo Mantu."

Zhao Quan: "Whether the person who went to your Murong Mansion to steal the sword is a blood Taoist."

Murong Xuesong pondered for a moment, then said: "I was not at the mansion that day, but according to what my sister said, this person is good at the art of vicious claws, not swordsmanship."

Zhao Quan raised his eyebrows slightly; "Oh?"

Then he said: "How is this person's state?"

Murong Xuesong: "At least the innate peak."

From the looks of it, the Blood Daoist is not the only general under Roman Tu.

At this moment, a group of big men suddenly came from a distance.

He came to the door of Yuelai Inn aggressively.

These people carry knives and carry swords, obviously they are all from the Jianghu.

In the first place was a strong man with short hair, with his chest open, revealing muscles as hard as granite.

Lead a group of people and walk to the inn.

At this moment, by coincidence, a person came out of the inn and met them.

The short-haired brawny man kicked out without saying a word.

Bang!
The man flew upside down into the inn and smashed a table.

There are still many guests in the inn, enjoying breakfast.

When some of them saw this group of people, their expressions of fright changed.

The innkeeper came out from the back hall and said with a smile: "Oh, what gust of wind brought you here, please forgive me if there is any negligence."

The short-haired strong man slapped the shopkeeper on the head without any scruples.

He scolded angrily: "Shaote, you're going to deal with these fools with me! I heard that those people who killed my brother yesterday are back? Tell them to come out!"

Beside the fence on the second floor, Zhao Quan stood with his arms folded.

Looking down with interest.

Ye Gucheng and Murong Xuesong are on the left and right.

Tang Da also appeared beside him at some unknown time.

"Master, do you want to?"

Zhao Quan waved his hand: "The old birthday star eats arsenic, let Wuqing move his hands and feet first, let's vent his depression."

These people were obviously here for the Jianghu people who were killed by Mo Wurui yesterday.

The first one seems to have some reputation in this area.

But Zhao Quan didn't have the slightest interest in understanding them.

Because in less than a quarter of an hour, they will all become dead.

Zhao Quan doesn't need to know the dead man's name.

At this time, a cold voice sounded from the door.

"Are you looking for me?"

The short-haired man turned his head and saw a beautiful woman standing in front of the door looking at him.

(End of this chapter)