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Chapter 664
Clouds obscured the sun, and the light and shadow turned again, hiding the dim sword and turning to the left.

The thin sword was pulled away from the bone crack, and the sound of bone grinding made people's teeth ache.However, the sword was light and agile, without any hindrance.Turned abruptly in the air, dragging out a swaying afterimage.

Mu Lan was stabbed in the lower abdomen, and the blood flowed wildly.

Enduring the bone-piercing pain, Mu Zijian's body flew into the air, driving the dust whisk tied tightly to the Qingni sword to roll, arched his left leg, and pulled out a soft sword as thin as ice, sticking to his boots.

The wrist exerted force, and the blade trembled wildly, like waves.It is a rare and violent move in the Mu family's sword - turning over the waves.

Xin Baige also came to his senses at this time, let go of the force and shook the dust, and then shook, the brown-red ponytail stretched straight, as strong as a sword.

The two swords struck together, attacking the retreating figure.

It's a pity, that was the one who retreated without hurting a single bit when Mu Dianke used his sword with all his strength.When Qian Yu was retreating, he still had the strength to draw a sword at the pipa in Mu Lan's arms.

The sword energy is sharp, and the strings of the pipa are severed.

Qian Yu retreated quickly, flipped across the air, and landed on the willow twig.A silver-grey long sword lay across his eyebrows, calm as a stillness, faintly moving.

This is the real strength of the number one person in Tianzi Palace.

His sword was made to kill.Once shot, never back.

Mu Zijian was pierced between the iliac crest and ischial bone, the pain was unbearable, his sword went empty, and he had no energy left to catch up and make up for it.A grunt of pain escaped between the teeth, and he couldn't help but fell to the ground, but he couldn't even straighten his back.

An excellent killer, but also a master who is proficient in human acupuncture points and meridian bones.Although Qian Yu's sword did not take Mu Zijian's life, it caused him enough pain.

Xin Baige quickly waved his whisk, and landed between Qian Yu and Mu Zijian.

This proud and indifferent woman still held her shoulders straight at this moment, with a dignified demeanor, but there was a rare trace of panic on her face.

Qian Yu only made one strike, and severely injured two of the three.She didn't catch Qian Yu's sword in his next attack.

Qian Yu doesn't move, neither does Xin Baige.

In the extreme silence, the two secretly observed each other's figure, gait, even any slight changes in the eyes, figured out the moves that the other party might use next, and adjusted their breathing in order to respond as soon as possible.

This is not only a huge consumption of mental power, but also a test of physical strength.

A slight weakness in willpower may reveal defeat and allow the opponent to seize the opportunity to attack.

One move has not been passed, but thousands of contests have been made.

There is a small wind in the courtyard, from far to near, rushing to - there is a sneak attack by a master.

But Xin Baige dare not move.With a strong enemy in front, every move is a flaw, and it is a matter of life and death.

Yechen under the windmill let out a long hiss, and rushed over furiously.He stood up, raised his hoof, and stomped hard on the black shadow behind Baige who bullied Zhixin.

Yao Bing was only wary of the enemies in the field, he never expected that this psychic white horse would suddenly attack, he raised his body hastily, and Ye Chen stepped on the air, before he could hit the ground with his front hooves, he lowered his head and slammed into it fiercely.

Mu Lan pulled the organ of the pipa.

Mu Zijian also made a move.

Qing Ni's sword light and several thin blades of willow leaves attacked Yao Bing one after the other.Yao Bing was attacked on three sides, and his defense was in a mess.

Another person flew down from the roof, it was Yaojia.Yaojia ranks first in the sky, and he is superb in both long-distance attack and near-kill. At present, he walks the sword like a dragon snake, wrapping around Qingni's long sword, and suddenly stretches straight. Using his strength, he deflects Qingni sword by seven points. Holding Yao Bing in his hands, he strode back.

Ye Chen attacked again.

Yao Bing retreated with Yao Jia holding up his clothes on the back, the sword in his hand was not resting.When it landed on the house, it just hit No. 13 willow blades, and the original straight blade was full of gaps.

Although Tianzigong Killer is a fearsome existence in the Jianghu, the three people in front of him are not weak people who can be slaughtered.

It can be said that if Qian Yu hadn't had the right timing to severely injure Mu Zijian and Mu Lan in one fell swoop, even if he practiced the killing technique perfectly, he might not be able to escape from the hands of these three people.

The dark clouds in the sky gathered more and more densely, and the strong wind blew up, making the branches and leaves splash and rattle.

Willow leaves fell in front of Qianyu's eyes, and when several pieces were connected, they cut off his sight for a moment.

It's now!

Xin Baige suddenly moved, her white skirt twirled, and she lifted Mu Zijian up, bent her waist and exerted force, and threw him onto Ye Chen's back, shouting: "Go!"

When turning around, the whisk swung out, just in time to receive a sword from Qianyu.

The red-brown ponytail snapped off inch by inch, and was blown away by the wind before landing.

Xin Baige's right shoulder blade was pierced by a sharp sword, and her clear face was as pale as snow in an instant. She shouted "Duh" and immediately pushed out the handle of the dust whisk.

With a "click", a thin crack appeared on the end of the handle.

Xin Baige stretched out his hand to grip the end of the handle, twitched lightly, and pulled out a thin iron from the handle.

Although the iron is thin, it is strong and sharp. There are eight sides in total, and the sharp edges can hurt people.

The thin iron tip scratched the back of Qianyu's hand.

Qian Yu didn't want to get entangled with Xin Baige, so he drew his sword and left quickly, chasing after Mu Zijian like an eagle chasing a swan.

Holding two swords in his hand, Mu Zijian was driven by the horse to gallop, which just made up for the disadvantage of his hip injury.

The Mu family sword was originally a first-class swordsmanship in the world, and when he used it while fleeing for his life, it exploded with unprecedented lethality.The two long swords in Mu Zijian's hands, one hard and one soft, danced imperceptibly. Yao Jia and Yao Bing couldn't get close to Ye Chen, so they had to keep running to gather energy, and bounced up with the help of pillars or rockery rocks, facing each other. Running like lightning, one man and one horse launched an attack.

After being thrown away, he caught up again.

The killer's willpower and combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated.Although the two couldn't take Mu Zijian down, they worked together to block Ye Chen from the gate, so he could only turn around and run into the courtyard.

The white horse is galloping, its mane is flying, and the grass is green when it steps away.

Suddenly a person sat up on the grass, but it was Yao Xin who was wearing dark green clothes.

Sitting up, raising the sword, and turning over, the movements are coherent and completed in a flash of stone.With the turf on his back, Yaoxin inserted obliquely under the horse's belly, held the sword in both hands, and stabbed towards the sky.

Ye Chen was furious, raised his hind hoof and stepped towards Yao Xin's abdomen.

Yaoxin stepped on the grass and pushed himself out.When he slashed with his sword, he missed nothing.He rolled over on the spot, jumped up, and dragged his sword to catch up.

That horse was really a steed, it rushed over 20 zhang before it fell to the ground and died.

Before Ye Chen fell down, Mu Zijian jumped up with all his strength, and threw away his sword to grab a poplar trunk.Hooking the falling soft sword with the tip of his toes, he stretched out his hand to catch it, and held it in his mouth. Before Yaoxin could draw the sword, he took the lead in attacking it. Taking advantage of the high position, he jumped down from the poplar tree, with the clear sword in his hand. Frost gathers cold, and a stroke across the sky.

——Long River Jelly!

"Get away!" Qian Yu shouted sharply.

For the disciples of Tianzi Palace, Qian Yu's order is the only iron rule.Yaoxin quickly raised his back, and the carp jumped back several feet.Still being wounded by the peripheral sword energy, his viscera ached, and he swallowed a mouthful of fishy sweetness.

Qian Yu waved his long sword, stepped on the tree, pulled his body to a very high place, crossed the river through the air, and a sword fell from the sky, directly piercing Mu Zijian's right shoulder.

Mu Zijian's Changhe sword has not finished its momentum, and it is too late to return the sword to defend.Jaws loosened, he spit out the soft sword in his mouth, and swung it back with his left hand.This move can be described as unexpected, fast and fast, and difficult to defend.

However, Qian Yu is not an ordinary person. As the top killer, he is best at attacking people by surprise, and in turn, he is also best at preventing this.

Holding on to the hilt of the sword, he tilted his body, raised his legs, and strangled the whistling wind soft sword.

Mu Zijian made another effort with his left hand.Qian Yu added another point to his leg strength.The soft sword is still difficult to advance.

The two fought hard, but the sword in Qian Yu's hand was still stuck in Mu Zijian's shoulder.Every time the time delays for a moment, the sword goes deeper.

Not only the shoulder, but also the hip bone injury became more and more painful due to the extreme exertion of the body.

Mu Zijian's face was distorted by the pain, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, he suddenly felt his shoulders loosen, and when he was about to turn around, the back of his head was hit hard by a blunt object, and he lost consciousness again.

(End of this chapter)