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Ying Feiyang wiped the shoe prints and blood off his face and walked into the hall in a sorry state. In his heart, he had already cursed the woman who had led him here a thousand times. Although their faces were different, he had confirmed from the fight just now that the woman in front of him was the maid in green who had joined forces with him to deal with Lü Zhixuan at the Luoyang Flower Festival.
Ying Feiyang was also a young man. Looking at this fierce beautiful girl, he couldn't help but want to tease her, but he didn't expect to get such a "hot and passionate" response. Fortunately, he didn't use his genuine Qi in that kick, so he didn't break her nose or ruin her face.
As soon as he entered the hall, he heard two voices saying in unison, "It's you!"
The first "It's you!" Came from Ji Yaoyu. There was a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes. Ying Feiyang had fought with Ji Yaoyue before, so he was somewhat mentally prepared. But at this time, he still had doubts in his heart. He rubbed his nose and said in a muffled voice, "Master Ji, we meet again. Why are you here?"
"It's fate." Ji Yaoyu's surprise disappeared in a flash, and a calm smile appeared on her face again. She brushed aside his question and said indifferently, "Yue 'er, there's a guest here. Why aren't you serving tea and wine?" Ji Yaoyue nodded lightly and left the hall, completely ignoring Ying Feiyang's fierce gaze. She brushed past him without even turning her head. Ji Yaoyue nodded lightly and left the hall.
Ying Feiyang cursed again in his heart, "Little girl!" Then he turned his eyes to Mu Zixuan.
"This person should be my senior brother, right?" The second "It's you!" Came from this handsome young man in a purple robe. Ying Feiyang always felt that the person in front of him was quite familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
Mu Zixuan looked at He Guqiong with sharp eyes and said fiercely, "Uncle-Master, didn't you say you would lend Ming Ye to me for a while? Why did you bring him here?"
He Guqiong's cold face showed a rare proud smile and said, "Nephew Mu, you must have remembered wrongly. I said to lend you my 'disciple'. Ming Ye is not my only disciple. Ying Feiyang, tell him, have you been my disciple before?"
Ying Feiyang said embarrassedly, "Uncle, it's not funny to say a joke too many times."
Mu Zixuan was silent for a moment and sighed, "What a good move to take drastic measures. Ling Xiao Sword School is really fortunate to have Uncle."
"You shouldn't have thought of me. He Guqiong is not someone you can use. By the way, this brat has already inherited Sima Chengzhen's legacy. Your other plan is also ruined."
"Hey, hey, hey. Although I don't understand what you are talking about, I can smell a conspiracy." Ying Feiyang protested.
"You will understand in a moment." He Guqiong smiled and stared at Mu Zixuan. He said, "Do you want to undo it yourself, or do you want me to undo it for you? I'm not very good at spells. The only way I know to undo a spell is to cut off the caster's head." As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous aura emanated from He Guqiong. He Guqiong's clothes fluttered even though there was no wind. The temperature in the hall dropped a few degrees.
"Uncle, although you are my elder, I am not someone you can order around." Mu Zixuan also sat up straight and looked at He Guqiong with her deep eyes. Suddenly, the area around her was shimmering with a purple light. It was as bright as the stars and it was dancing around him. It was so mysterious that it was hard to describe. Ji Yaoyu also moved. Her slender fingers lightly plucked a string. Her movement was still extremely elegant, but it was like an arrow being released from a bow. With a sharp Qi, she locked onto He Guqiong.
In the blink of an eye, the three people who were talking and laughing just now were at each other's throats. In an instant, all the noise disappeared. The hall was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. The three of them were in a deadlock. Although they did not come for Ying Feiyang, Ying Feiyang still felt that his Qi and blood were not flowing smoothly. It was hard to breathe. It was as if the air was being squeezed out of this place.
After a stalemate, the strong and the weak were obvious. Ji Yaoyu's fingers that were plucking the string could not help but tremble. Her face was also flushed red. Although Mu Zixuan's expression did not change, her breathing was getting faster. The stars around her were spinning faster and faster. It was obvious that she had pushed her power to its peak. Only He Guqiong was still as calm as an abyss. It was obvious that He Guqiong's cultivation was the highest. The Killer God Sword Movement that he cultivated was a sword of killing intent. Mu and Ji Yaoyu used their weak points to counter his strong points. Even if they joined hands, their momentum was still slightly inferior to his.
At this moment, a series of footsteps broke the dead silence. Ji Yaoyue returned to the hall with a tray of tea and wine in her hands.
Her footsteps were a perfect combination of lightness and steadiness. They looked agile and soft, but when they landed, they made muffled footsteps. Step by step, it was as if she was stepping on a drum. She approached He Guqiong's unguarded back.
The closer she got, the more intense the fluttering of He Guqiong's clothes became. A drop of sweat slid down his forehead!
Seeing that she was only an inch away from He Guqiong's back, Ying Feiyang suddenly stood up and took the tea from the tray. She said, "I dare not trouble you, Miss. I can do it myself." Her body, intentionally or unintentionally, blocked the space between Ji Yaoyue and He Guqiong.
It looked like a casual stand, but because of the perfect position and timing, it caused everyone's murderous aura to stagnate.
In that moment, the three of them retracted their momentum at the same time. Ji Yaoyu put down her zither lightly. The purple light around Mu Zixuan gradually dimmed. He Guqiong's fluttering clothes gradually fell down. The hall was like the clouds had broken through to see the sun. The tense atmosphere dissipated.
Mu Zixuan exhaled and said, "It's been a few months since we last met. Senior Uncle has broken through the barrier in your heart and your cultivation has improved. I admit defeat this time."
Although they did not fight, everyone present knew that they had just experienced a thrilling battle. After Mu Zixuan admitted defeat, it was as if nothing had happened. Ji Yaoyue nonchalantly distributed the tea and wine and sat down quietly behind her sister.
He Guqiong glanced at Ji Yaoyue and laughed coldly, "I almost misjudged you. Looks like the Sky Incense Valley will have another Demon Girl Ji Xiao." He then turned to Mu Zixuan and said, "Since you've admitted defeat, hurry up and make your move."
"Yes, Senior Uncle." Mu Zixuan smiled helplessly and turned to Ying Feiyang, "If you want to know what we're talking about, after this move, you'll understand."
As she spoke, Mu Zixuan suddenly used her finger like a sword, absorbing the Qi from all directions. With a single finger, the sword seemed to slice through the air, creating layers of ripples. With an exquisite yet familiar trajectory, it struck towards Ying Feiyang.
Familiar moves, familiar people. Ying Feiyang still had doubts in his heart, but his body had already moved in advance. He unsheathed his Star Ji Sword as if it was a reflex shot. With a clang, a shocking rainbow appeared in the hall. Without thinking, he pointed his finger at the sword.
"Ding." As the sword and finger collided, the sound of metal clashing could be heard. It was as if a storm was brewing in the hall, and the wind was blowing wildly in all directions. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed.
Although Ying Feiyang's sword was' fixed ', the force on the sword did not stop. Sometimes it was sharp, sometimes it was deep and forceful, and sometimes it was low and reserved. It was ever-changing and difficult to understand. It was as if there were thousands of moves hidden within it, and it was continuously attacking towards Mu Zixuan.
However, when the forces collided, Ying Feiyang was shocked. Every time he sent out a wave of Qi, his opponent's finger would send out a similar wave of Qi. Even his control of his Qi was exactly the same, and he was able to neutralize his own Qi. In an instant, his sword had no effect.
'He's using the same sword technique as me!' In the midst of his shock, Ying Feiyang suddenly felt a splitting pain in his head. It was as if a door had been opened in his mind, and a memory that had been sealed away for a long time came rushing back. His mind was distracted, and his Qi could not continue. His opponent's tsunami-like Qi surged towards him, and Ying Feiyang was forced to retreat a few feet.
"Within a sword, there are thousands of changes. This technique of 'Don't Know the Changes of Wind and Clouds', I didn't pass it on to the wrong person."
Ying Feiyang held his sword with one hand, and held his head with the other. His eyes flashed with thousands of lights and shadows, and he said in shock, "It's you!"
"It's the second time we've met. At least call me Senior Brother." Mu Zixuan calmly retracted her finger, and said casually.
He Guqiong looked at the two of them and frowned, "It's solved so easily?"
Mu Zixuan said, "It's Uncle-Master who thought too highly of this Soul Snatching Technique. The most elusive thing in the world is a person's memory. It's not something that can be easily controlled by a technique. Although I've forged a memory for him, a fake is still fake. As long as he finds the contradiction in the memory, the technique will naturally solve it. And this' Unaware of the Changes of the Wind and Clouds' that came out of nowhere is the contradiction in his memory. "
Ever since Ying Feiyang first used this' Unaware of the Changes of the Wind and Clouds' in the arena of Ling Xiao Sword School, he was a little curious about the origin of this technique. However, due to the self-protection of his brain, he unconsciously did not delve into the origin of this technique. In the end, he only thought that it was a sword technique that he had created on a whim. Now that he saw his' self-created 'sword technique being used by someone else, this unexplainable contradiction finally forced him to recall the memory that had been sealed away.
He Guqiong snorted doubtfully, and said to Ying Feiyang, "What about now? Do you understand now? "
Ying Feiyang smiled bitterly and said, "Shishu, my mind is in a mess right now. Just tell me directly."
He Guqiong laughed and said, "What is there to say? It's just that you were hit by his Di Heng Meridian Changing Finger and had to go to Ling Xiao Sword School to seek medical treatment. Coincidentally, he also knows some spells that can control people's spirits. Therefore, without knowing it, you became a spy that he had placed in Ling Xiao Sword School. Unknowingly, you would involuntarily do something that would harm Ling Xiao Sword School."
Mu Zixuan said, "However, Martial Uncle He's skill was a notch higher. After he lost the bet with me, he decided to go back on his word and beat you at your own game, capturing you and bringing you here. Not only did he end the bet, he also got rid of my spy. How brilliant!"
He Guqiong said, "Don't be sarcastic. Speaking of the bet, I have also brought the 'Taiyi Mysterious Scripture'." As he said this, he took out the book from his bosom and threw it to Mu Zixuan. "Now it's really over."
Seeing the 'Taiyi Mysterious Scripture' being thrown out, the expressions of the two brothers changed at the same time. Mu Zixuan took the book, and the smile in her eyes disappeared, becoming as deep as a bottomless lake. She touched the cover of the book with both hands, as if caressing the skin of a lover, and said leisurely, "After so many years of scheming, I finally got you."
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