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Chapter 107

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The Sword Tiger pounced forward as if it had been starving for several days and was about to swallow the enemy along with his horse. Monk Duanfa was so frightened that he quickly shouted, "Be careful, don't destroy our temple's historical site."

"Ha, don't worry, Master. We know what we're doing." Mu Zixuan lightly stepped on the saddle and flew backward. The Sword Tiger jumped over the back of the White Horse and stood in front of Mu Zixuan.

Ying Feiyang had not killed anyone yet, but he had traveled with He Guqiong for a month and personally learned the most murderous swordplay in the world, the Killer God's Sword Movement. At this time, with his bright sword heart, he was able to imitate some of He Guqiong's murderous aura. ,

Although it was just copying a cat and drawing a tiger, when combined with the White Tiger Sword Formation, which was also a punishment weapon, it had the effect of one plus one was greater than two. The ghastly white blades were surrounded by condensed black murderous aura, giving the white tiger a black stripe. Teeth biting, claws striking, forehead striking, tail sweeping. It seemed to be an instinctive struggle of wild beasts, but in the eyes of the masters of the Shangqing school and the White Horse Temple, they felt that under the rough movements, there was a hidden pattern. It advanced and retreated according to the rules, no less than a master practicing his moves.

The White Tiger's ferocious might was even more blazing than the Vermillion Bird's. Mu Zixuan had no choice but to dodge, but after taking a step back, he was forced to retreat step by step. He could no longer find the strength to fight back. Unconsciously, she had retreated to the side of the bronze tripod.

The Buddhist incense in the tripod had almost burned out, and the light red flame was being blown by the strong wind.

At this time, Mu Zixuan's eyes brightened. She stopped retreating and said, "It's the White Tiger Sword Movement from Ling Xiao Sword School. No wonder it looks familiar."

Ling Xiao Sword School had a set of White Tiger Sword Movement, which was the foundation of the Four Villages Godly Sword, one of the six major sword spells. Ying Feiyang naturally had a deep understanding of this swordplay. This swordplay was comprehended by the predecessors of Ling Xiao Sword School from the movements of tigers fighting. The fierce murderous intent of the swordplay also matched with the formation at this time. Right now, the sword technique he learned from the tiger was executed by this white tiger made of swords, and it was almost perfect. It was no wonder that Mu Zixuan was forced to retreat step by step. But-

"Since you have recognized it, then the swordplay of Ling Xiao Sword School —"

While speaking, Mu Zixuan turned from defense to offense. She clenched her hands into fists and started to work left and right. Every punch was full of strength, and it just happened to restrain the attack of the White Tiger. She was like a good man fighting a tiger, and she beat the White Tiger to retreat.

"— It's useless to me!" Under the continuous attacks of the White Tiger, a flaw had appeared. Mu Zixuan suddenly stepped on the ground and jumped up. She raised her elbow like a nut and hit the forehead of the White Tiger which was wide open.

"Great minds think alike. I think so too!" Ying Feiyang chuckled, and Mu Zixuan was immediately on guard. But she took a step too fast, which made it difficult for her to stop.

Before the fist even arrived, the white tiger had already dispersed itself as if it was already prepared, causing his fist to hit empty air. As for the scattered sword blades, they split into several parts and soared into the sky, then pressed down from the top, once again forming the shape of a sky full of stars. Mu Zixuan had actually fallen into the formation himself.

From the moment the White Tiger Sword Movement was used, Ying Feiyang was betting. Although he had never seen Mu Zixuan use the sword, he instinctively believed that as the disciple of Sword Crown, this senior brother's swordplay cultivation must be not low. If he could find a way to break the White Tiger Sword Movement, then Mu Zixuan must also be able to find it. If both sides knew how to break a set of swordplay, then it was not a break, but —

"A trap?"

Previously, Mu Zixuan had exposed a flaw to escape the shackles of the sword formation, and now, because of the flaw left behind by Ying Feiyang, he stepped into the cage. He felt both angry and amused, but the rain of swords that filled the sky didn't give him any chance to catch his breath, so he once again used "Purple Heavenly Circuit Steps".

Ying Feiyang was unforgiving. How could he allow Mu Zixuan to delay? The sword seals in his hands kept changing, dazzling people. Instead of saying that he was leading the Constellation Sword Formation, it was better to say that he was using the twenty-eight swords at the same time.

The sword aura was like waves and waves, and Mu Zixuan was suddenly overwhelmed. But time waited for no one. A piece of ash fell from the top of the Buddhist incense, and the incense was about to burn out.

Ying Feiyang immediately staked everything on one throw and shouted, "Use all your strength, the last blow! Ling Dongjun of the Twenty-eight Constellations! "

The disciples of the Shangqing school activated their Genuine Qi at the same time, and the sword formation changed again. The long swords turned into twenty-eight star beasts under the lingering Genuine Qi. The horns of the Horn Dragon were towering, the claws and teeth of the Water Leopard of the Winnowing Basket were sharp, the Moon Fox of the Heart was elegant and luxurious, and the Rooster of the Sun was crowing loudly. The star beasts were either in groups of three or two, or in groups of two or three. They attacked from all directions, covering the sky and the earth.

Knowing that she could no longer hold back, Mu Zixuan activated her Genuine Qi, and the Ziwei Emperor appeared again. A tall and sturdy virtual image of the emperor spread out from her body, wrapping her in it like a solid armor.

The virtual image of the emperor seemed to be stuck by the purple gas. The group of beasts that pounced on her seemed to be deep in mud, and their speed gradually slowed down. Finally, they stagnated in the air, only ripples of purple gas could be seen.

Mu Zixuan's face was pale, and sweat kept dripping down her face, but she shouted loudly and activated her Genuine Qi again! The Purple Myrtle Imperial Idol shook its arms, and the Imperial Idol exploded. An explosive airflow spread out from the center with a majestic force. The ground that had been ravaged was instantly scraped off another layer, and the wild sand was sent flying in all directions.

The twenty-eight star beasts were blown away by the airflow in the blink of an eye, and the long swords also made a trembling sound, spinning in all directions.

The disciples of the Shangqing school had just used up all their Genuine Qi, and at this time, they could not recover for a while. Mu Zixuan's footsteps were even more weak, and her whole body was soaked in sweat, as if she had just been fished out of a pond. She stumbled a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, Ying Feiyang jumped up, and like a dragon roaring in the sky, he flipped his hand and caught the Star Ji Sword that had been shaken away. At the same time, he said, "This move can be considered as a return gift."

The sword swept in all directions, and the wind and clouds howled. It was "Don't Know How the Wind and Clouds Will Change in an Instant". Ying Feiyang and the sword became one, and he shot forward like an arrow, the tip of the sword pointed straight at Mu Zixuan's chest. Seeing the sword technique that was taught to him being used against him, Mu Zixuan could already feel the malicious intent behind this sword technique. And the terrifying murderous aura on the sword made his heart beat uncontrollably. Mu Zixuan immediately used up the last bit of strength in his dantian, and put his palms together to catch the blade with his bare hands. Relying on his familiarity with the sword technique, Mu Zixuan accurately caught the blade.

But although the blade was caught, his body was pushed back by the sword. Even though his feet plowed two deep grooves in the ground, he still could not stop the momentum of his retreat. "Bang!" With a thud, Mu Zixuan crashed into the Buddhist cauldron with the incense sticks on his back, and the impact caused his internal organs to shift. His almost powerless hands could no longer block Ying Feiyang's sword.

The murderous aura that was inherited from He Guqiong stabbed into his chest like needles, causing all the hairs on his body to stand on end. He actually felt like he was being enveloped by death.

Just as the thought of death floated in his mind, suddenly, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the murderous aura disappeared. He saw Ying Feiyang suddenly pull back his sword, and neatly sheathed it. He said with slight anger, "Brother Mu's skill is a level higher. You win this formation."

At the last moment before the sword was about to touch his body, the Buddhist incense had completely burned out. Mu Zixuan no longer had any strength left to fight back, but he still won this round. He just did not think that he would be forced into such a difficult situation. Mu Zixuan smiled bitterly and said, "You did not lose.

"I did not manage to hurt you before the Buddhist incense burns out, so I lost. What is there to lose?" Ying Feiyang said to Li Hanguang with unwillingness, "Master Li, I have boasted so much, but I still lost this formation. I am willing to accept your punishment!"

"Junior Brother Ying, there is no need to be like this. Just do your best!" Li Hanguang patted Ying Feiyang's shoulder without a care and said.

Master Kumming and the other masters also showed approval on their faces. Both of them were young. Mu Zixuan's cultivation level was already top-notch in the world. Even Master Kumming, who had the most solid foundation, would not dare to say that he could easily defeat him. Ying Feiyang was also rare. Although his skill was not as good as Lü Zhixuan, with his innate understanding of the sword, he was able to unleash the power of the sword formation to 120%. In this aspect, he was even better than Lü Zhixuan. Not to mention, both of them had outstanding combat skills and flexible strategies. All of them were unconstrained and refreshing. For a moment, these masters who had been famous for a long time actually felt that the new generation was better than the old one.

Mu Zixuan adjusted his breathing for a moment, and his face regained its usual carefree and calm expression. He said, "Since I've won two rounds by luck, I hope that Grandmaster and the other Daoists can find a secluded place to talk with me according to what I said earlier."

The few of them agreed. Including Ying Feiyang, they were led by Mu Zixuan to a remote place. After Li Hanguang made sure that there was no one around, he pinched a Taoist seal and put up a silent barrier. Then, Mu Zixuan said, "Master Li, the matter of Master Sima passing away and ascending to heaven, His Majesty the Emperor is already aware of it. The imperial edict will be issued soon. Please restrain your grief."

Li Hanguang looked sad. He sighed and said, "Thank you for informing me. Please convey to His Majesty that the Shangqing Sect is grateful for His Majesty's protection!" The imperial edict stated that Sima Chengzhen had passed away and ascended to heaven. Then, he had passed away and ascended to heaven. With the words of the Son of Heaven, even the truth had to be put aside. The reputation of the Shangqing school was also protected because of this imperial edict.

Master Kumming and Duanfa looked surprised. Master Kumming said, "When I met with Zhenren yesterday, he was still hale and hearty. Why did he pass away and ascend to heaven today?"

Li Hanguang scrutinized Master Kumming. He sighed and said, "Since the imperial edict has already been issued, I can tell Master without worry. I hope that Master will not blame me for concealing the truth just now. Junior Brother Zhang, you know more about this matter than I do. Please explain it to them."

Zhang Shouzhi did as he was told. He revealed the matter of Sima Chengzhen's murder. Upon hearing the truth, Duanfa's eyes widened to the size of copper bells. He looked incredulous. Master Kumming also chanted the name of Buddha. He said, "The affairs of the world are unpredictable. It's hard to determine. Master Sima is a celestial of a generation. To think that he would also suffer such an unexpected calamity. It's really unfair."

Duanfa regained his composure. He then sneered and said, "Martial Uncle, no wonder they insisted on asking us to return. It looks like they are suspecting us. However, we Buddhists are compassionate. We would never do anything that would harm or kill someone."

Du Ruhui, who had been silent at the side, raised his eyes and glanced at Xiang Duanfa. He said meaningfully, "Not necessarily!"

Duanfa's face immediately turned red. He said, "What do you mean!" Both parties were actually going to argue again.

"Alright, alright." Mu Zixuan tried to smooth things over. "It's not that Master Du and the others are suspecting you. It's just that you were at Shang Qing Temple at that time. You can always provide us with some clues to help us find the real murderer. It'll also prove your innocence. I'll be so bold as to invite the two of you to stay at Shang Qing Temple for a few days."

Mu Zixuan and Li Hanguang talked for a while more before Duanfa finally calmed down. However, he still muttered, "We said we'll stay for a few days. If you guys can't find the murderer, are we going to stay in the temple forever?"

Mu Zixuan smiled gently. She said decisively, "Don't worry, Master. It won't take too long. Within seven days, I'll definitely bring the real murderer to justice!"

Her confident words were powerful and resonant. However, there was an inexplicable sense of conviction in them. Everyone's expression changed. They looked at each other. However, they did not know who among these people was feeling the same way.

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