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Chapter 95

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He Guqiong's Killing Embryo Swordsmanship had reached the Realm of Great Accomplishment. There were only a few people in the world who could be on par with him in terms of Sword Principles. At this moment, he met his match and became excited. He directly left a provocative poem on the wall. WwW.AiQuXs.cOM

Ying Feiyang looked at the murderous characters on the wall. With a bitter face, he held his forehead and said, "First, you tried to assassinate the Princess, and then you left a letter to provoke the Shangqing school. Shishu, have you really recovered? Why do I feel like you're one step closer to the evil path? "

"Heh, I've never considered myself to be of the righteous path. However, today, you're going to join forces with me, an unorthodox evil path." As he said that, He Guqiong raised his hand to grab Ying Feiyang again. Ying Feiyang had been repeatedly carried over the wall by him like a little chick, and always felt that he had lost face, so he had been secretly paying attention to his method of capturing people. This time he slightly shifted his footsteps, his shoulders sank, and he evaded this grab. He said, "Shishu can lead the way, I can walk by myself."

He Guqiong was merely grabbing at Ying Feiyang casually, but seeing that Ying Feiyang's movements were agile and nimble, dodging with ease, he praised in his heart and said, "Then you better keep up, don't think about running away."

The two of them leapt out and landed on the wide street. Luoyang City, at night, was like a woman who had restrained herself and removed her makeup, appearing quiet and beautiful. On the street, it was silent. There were only a few soldiers patrolling, but how could these ordinary soldiers catch the two of them?

In just a short while, the two of them had traversed half of Luoyang City and finally arrived at a house. The house was not big, but the location chosen was not bad. It was not far from the eastern market, and it also had a good view of the Imperial City. Only Xiao Fu's family could afford a house here. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net

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"Is this it? I'll go knock on the door. "Ying Feiyang looked at the closed door and said. "What kind of door are you shouting for? Climb over the wall!" He Guqiong glanced at him and said angrily. Then, he jumped over the wall as light as a feather.

"Entering without being invited, climbing over the wall to enter the house. What an evil demon," Ying Feiyang mumbled, but then climbed over the wall and entered as well.

As soon as he entered the wall, he heard the sound of a zither. It was obvious that the zither was played by two people. It was like the high mountains and flowing water, and also like the spring wind and rain. Sometimes it was soft and gentle, sometimes it was clear and passionate.

The reason why Ying Feiyang felt that this fairy-like melody was so abrupt was because he did not hear any notes outside the wall just now.

The music only reverberated in the courtyard, and did not disperse for a long time. But outside the wall, not a single sound could be heard. It was as if the zither player was stingy to share the heavenly melody with outsiders, and only limited the sound of the zither to a few feet away. Ying Feiyang was secretly amazed. It should be known that this kind of technique was not easy to use. Not only did the zither player need to be proficient in music, but they also needed to have the ability to control their Genuine Qi. Both their skill and music had to be extraordinary.

While he was surprised, a cold and delicate voice accompanied by two flashes of knife light came. "Where did this thief come from? How dare you trespass here." As soon as the voice came out, a graceful figure had already appeared in front of him. At the same time, two cold knife lights went straight for the top of He Guqiong's head.

He Guqiong did not panic, and his footsteps did not stop. He skillfully used the technique of using four liang to move a thousand jin. With a pull of his sleeve, the knife light actually changed direction and attacked Ying Feiyang. He even said leisurely, "I'll leave this to you." As he said this, he continued to walk forward.

The knife came out of nowhere, and trouble arose without reason. Seeing the knife light turn towards him, Ying Feiyang secretly cursed He Guqiong in his heart. He unsheathed his sword, and like a waterfall, the sword light blocked the knife light. He said, "Miss, you've aimed properly. The main culprit is there. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net w]

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As Ying Feiyang was speaking, the wind blew and the clouds moved. A ray of moonlight broke through the cover of the clouds and shone on the face of the woman in front of him. Ying Feiyang suddenly felt his blood boil, as if someone had punched him in the heart. He even forgot to speak.

The woman in front of him was about the same age as him. She had willowy eyebrows and a pair of phoenix eyes. She was delicate and enchanting, bright and beautiful. She was a first-class beauty. He felt that there was some familiarity between her eyebrows, but he could not remember where he had seen her before. As he was thinking, he suddenly saw the woman's phoenix eyes narrow into a cold and dangerous line. She gritted her teeth and said, "It's you!" As she said this, she no longer cared about He Guqiong. Her two knives rotated and attacked Ying Feiyang with all her strength.

He Guqiong did not stop her and walked into the hall in a dignified manner. A man and a woman were sitting opposite each other, each playing a zither. The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, looking heroic and vigorous. The woman had bright eyes and was extremely beautiful. They were really a perfect couple. The two people were actually Mu Zixuan and Ji Yaoyu. When He Guqiong entered, Mu Zixuan's fingers paused on the zither and accidentally broke the sound. Ji Yaoyu looked at Mu Zixuan reproachfully, but her hands were still as smooth and agile as flowing water. She finished the song.

Seeing that there were two people in the room, He Guqiong frowned and said, "A man and a woman alone in a room in the middle of the night, what a scandal!" Perhaps He Guqiong did not like his Senior Martial Brother who was quite popular with women, Gu Jian Sheng, who was one of the Two Geniuses of Taoism. Although He Guqiong was also a person who did not abide by the rules, he placed great importance on keeping a distance between men and women.

Ji Yaoyu's eyes wandered and there was a hint of mockery in them as she said, "When a man crosses my wall, he breaks my mulberry tree, and now you say that I am being improper? If it were not for the fact that you are old, you would have been killed as a lecher long ago. " Ji Yaoyu's first two sentences were based on the famous poem Jiang Zhongzi from the Book of Songs. The original meaning of the poem was about a man climbing over a wall to meet a woman he fell in love with. Here, it was used to mock He Guqiong who climbed over the wall to enter the house.

Mu Zixuan also pretended to sigh and said, "Such a beautiful scene on a beautiful day, the zither and the zither in harmony. Such a beautiful thing is described by Shishu in such an unbearable way. Even the brightest moonlight cannot brighten Shishu's dark heart."

"You and this demoness sing the tune of a husband." He Guqiong scoffed and turned to Ji Yaoyu and said, "Demoness Ji, this Shishu of mine looks good on the surface, but he is actually a ruthless character who eats people up without spitting out their bones. I advise you not to fall too deeply into him."

Ji Yaoyu said indifferently, "Old Daoist He must be joking. Yaoyu is only a small demon. Her actions are supervised by him now. It's just the relationship between a jailer and a prisoner."

"There are quite a number of demons in Luoyang now. Why is my Shishu only supervising you? He is even supervising you until the middle of the night and you are still inseparable?" He Guqiong scoffed.

Mu Zixuan coughed lightly and ended this meaningless conversation. She said, "Shishu, let's get to the point. You are here for our bet."

"That's right. Do you still remember the contents of the bet?"

Mu Zixuan said, "Of course I do. We bet on the winner of the Sword Trial Meet. If the winner is Ming Ye, I will do as you said and give you a copy of the Sword Technique of Innumerable Daos Leading to Heaven. At the same time, I will follow you back to Ling Xiao Sword School to plead guilty. If the winner is someone else, you have to lend me your disciple for a year and hand me the Taiyi Mystic Scripture. It's just that Shishu is late. The Sword Trial Meet has already been over two months. If you did not come uninvited tonight, I would have thought that you are a sore loser and went into hiding."

"I got into some small trouble. It's just a delay of a few days," He Guqiong said indifferently.

Mu Zixuan rubbed her temples in distress. "You call assassinating a princess a small trouble? Shishu He, I am now a seventh-grade lingtai disciple of the Imperial Astronomer. I receive my salary from the imperial court and am in charge of the affairs of immortals and demons. Aren't you afraid that I will sell you for a reward if you walk right into my trap? "

"Forget it. Since when do you care about that official position? I am willing to accept my loss. Today, I will return what I owe you. Demoness Ji, you can let the people outside in now."

Ji Yaoyu was dissatisfied with his commanding tone. When she saw Mu Zixuan nodding, she plucked the strings and gave the order.

The blade gleamed like the moon, and the moon gleamed like the blade gleamed.

Under the silvery moonlight, the woman's eyebrows were filled with killing intent and her eyes were filled with anger. The two blades in her hands emitted a cold glint that chilled one's heart. However, under her gentle yet heroic appearance, even this killing intent appeared to be amorous and could be described as a painting.

Ying Feiyang could not help but be moved. He could not bear to draw his sword against her. His feet were rooted to the ground and he absorbed the Primordial Earth. His Star Ji Sword only defended and did not attack. It was as firm and unbreakable as a mountain. This was Ling Xiao Sword School's Black Tortoise's Unmovable Sword.

The blades clashed a few times but did not break through Ying Feiyang's thick sword circle. The woman's cold eyes flashed as she saw the clues. She then changed her blade style and it was like a continuous moon. Ying Feiyang received the blade style again and felt that the force on the blade was empty, causing him to lose his balance. At this moment, the force on the blade became heavy and heavy. The blade style was strange and strange as it could actually disrupt his lower body. Ying Feiyang could not help but be shocked and his body also staggered.

One must know that the power of Black Tortoise's Unmovable Sword came from the Qi of the Earth. For those who practiced this style, the most important thing was that their lower body should be as steady as the four legs of the Black Tortoise supporting the ground. How could Ying Feiyang not be shocked when his lower body loosened after only a few moves?

He did not know that the woman was also shocked. She changed her blade style to 'Cutting the Weeds by the Roots'. As the name suggests, the essence of this style was to attack the opponent's upper body. However, it could use a strange force to disrupt the opponent's lower body. It could be said that it was a natural counter to Black Tortoise's Unmovable Sword style. Who knew that Ying Feiyang did not fall after receiving the blade. He only swayed a few times.

Sensing that his opponent was not someone easy to deal with, Ying Feiyang's eyes suddenly sharpened. He put away his tenderness for the fairer sex and waved his sword style without any hesitation.

Two blades and one sword were competing with each other. One's blade style was cold and sharp while the other's sword style was ever-changing. The battle was colorful. For a moment, the two figures crisscrossed in the courtyard.

The moon became colder as it shone. The moves became fiercer and fiercer. The fierce battle suddenly stopped. What followed was a moment of silence, as if a storm was about to break.

The woman perched on the wall of the courtyard. Her breasts were slightly puffed up, her waist was slightly bent, and her slender legs were tightly stretched. The two blades were folded behind her like wings, hiding an endless amount of murderous intent. She was waiting for an earth-shattering blow.

Meanwhile, Ying Feiyang stood in the courtyard with his front legs arched and his back legs tensed. He sheathed his Star Ji Sword once again. He was planning to use the Sword Drawing Technique to determine the victor. At this moment, he did not move, but his right hand, which was pressed on the hilt of his sword, changed several sword drawing gestures. It was impossible to predict what sword style he was going to use to unleash the Thunderous Sword.

Just as the two of them were about to fight, the gentle and melodious sound of the zither was heard again. The melody was like the high mountains and flowing water, cleansing people's hearts. However, the musical notes were just right to affect the Qi dynamics of the two of them, causing the murderous intent to subside.

Ying Feiyang slowly withdrew his aura and gradually let go of the hilt of his sword. The woman also withdrew her murderous intent. Suddenly, she stood up and put the two blades into her sleeves. She leaped down from the wall and said, "Consider yourself lucky. Follow me." As she spoke, she did not care whether Ying Feiyang followed her or not and walked straight ahead.

Ying Feiyang followed closely behind and said softly, "You're obviously a beauty. Why do you have to pretend to be ugly and fierce?"

Hearing this, the woman stopped and turned around. She looked at him coldly and suddenly, without warning, swept her leg towards Ying Feiyang's lower body. The woman used her leg technique to cut the weeds by the roots. Before Ying Feiyang could react, he was swept and fell on his buttocks. At this moment, the woman followed up with another kick.

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