At Hidden Sword Villa, everyone had already made complete preparations. The spies also reported Mu Lingtian's whereabouts, and Ye Xun led everyone out to welcome him.
Not far outside the gate of Zangjian Villa, withered grass covered a large piece of wasteland, which seemed to have begun to grow some green. In the distance, a bare reddish-brown mound two to three feet high seemed to be guarding this piece of land. warriors, a river of clear water flows slowly.
Mu Lingtian looked coldly at the crowd of people coming out of Hidden Sword Villa, with a murderous look on his brows, and pulled the reins in his hands.
Excluding Shaolin Temple and Wuxin Pavilion, the people from the eight major forces are almost here.
Ye Xun, wearing a gray gown, led the crowd and walked at the front. Five feet in front of Mu Lingtian, he stopped and stood opposite Mu Lingtian. Ye Xun's left hand was behind him and his right hand was clenched at his waist. Suddenly, he frowned deeply with a heavy expression, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and stared at Mu Lingtian, pretending to be an uncle and persuading him: "Lingtian... let go!"
Mu Lingtian's feelings for Ye Xun had already disappeared with Ye Xun's actions. What happened to Ye Wushuang made Mu Lingtian extremely disappointed with Ye Xun. He saw Mu Lingtian sitting on the horseback. , glanced at the people in front of him, looked down at Ye Xun with a low eyebrow, without any emotion, and did not give Ye Xun any face, he snorted disdainfully and said coldly: "I wonder if Alliance Leader Ye is in a good mood? Or is it a good strategy? "
Regarding Ye Wushuang's matter, Mu Lingtian really suspected that it was Ye Xun's plan to lure the enemy, so he asked, if Ye Wushuang's matter was Ye Xun's plan, then Mu Lingtian would be relieved. If it was indeed true, , that would allow everyone to see how ruthless and sanctimonious Ye Xun is.
Ye Wushuang's incident was indeed a pain in Ye Xun's heart. When Mu Lingtian asked, Ye Xun showed a heartbroken look and couldn't help but turn his eyes red.
Yi Xiaopeng, who was sitting next to Ye Xun, was sitting in a wheelchair. Seeing Mu Lingtian at this moment, the hatred in his heart made him want to tear Mu Lingtian into pieces. He glared at Mu Lingtian fiercely, with his left hand tightly He grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair, pointed at Mu Lingtian with his right hand, and cursed through gritted teeth: "Mu Lingtian... you little bastard, today we are going to eliminate harm to the martial arts world."
"Really? If you didn't think so at the beginning, you wouldn't be like this now!" Mu Lingtian looked at Yi Xiaopeng and sneered coldly. His arrogance could really make Yi Xiaopeng angry to death. Mu Lingtian could tell from Ye Xun's expression whether Ye Wushuang's incident was true or not. No matter what the reason was, people could not be resurrected after death. The matter had come to this. In order to avenge Ye Wushuang, the murderous look in Mu Lingtian's eyes Then he emerged, not wanting to talk to anyone, and said coldly: "I'm here today, and I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Mu Lingtian's head is here. Anyone who is not afraid of death can come up!"
A wave of evil aura followed Mu Lingtian's gaze across the crowd, and then a gust of river wind passed by, making people feel a chill down their backs.
Everyone was alert and turned their attention to Ye Xun, testing Ye Xun's attitude and waiting for Ye Xun to speak.
Yi Xiaokun suddenly walked out of the crowd, saluted Mu Lingtian and said with a smile: "Hidden Sword Villa should be guarded by Hidden Sword disciples. I, Yi Xiaokun, am not talented, so please give me some advice!"
Everyone looked at Yi Xiaokun for a moment, wondering why Yi Xiaokun wanted to challenge Mu Lingtian. Even Yi Xiaopeng stared at Yi Xiaopeng in front of him in surprise, frowned slightly, and said in surprise: "Xiaokun, you..."
When Mu Lingtian heard Yi Xiaokun's words, he looked at Yi Xiaokun and took a look. Although his expression was cold, the murderous look in his eyes softened a little. He just chuckled and said, "You are different from them!"
Yi Xiaokun shook his head and chuckled, and only responded: "Same skin, same bones, we have been of the same clan for thousands of years, what's the difference? It's just... different ways... don't conspire against each other!"
Following Yi Xiaokun's disappointed but determined sigh, a strong infuriating energy slowly emerged from Yi Xiaokun's body, and three long swords emerged from behind Yi Xiaokun. The scabbard flew out of the disciple's hand and shuttled around Yi Xiaokun.
No matter how much he said, it was useless. Only the sword had the right to speak. Mu Lingtian didn't have many words. He raised his eyebrows and flew up. At the same time, with a force in his hand, he grabbed the long sword on the horse's back.
A cold current was like a frost storm coming out of thin air. As Mu Lingtian flew up, the long sword flew into Mu Lingtian's hand in the air. Several sword edges carried the biting coldness, as if the handle was blurred. The solid blade fell from the sky with the long sword in Mu Lingtian's hand.
Seeing Mu Lingtian's momentum, Yi Xiaokun frowned slightly, an invisible pressure rose from his heart, and he exploded with all his strength. The three swords merged into one, and the sword power condensed into a force, like a faint yellow giant. The sword thrust straight towards Mu Lingtian and connected with Mu Lingtian.
"boom--"
With the impact of force and momentum, two strands of true energy met in the air. There was a loud noise and a cloud of white mist exploded. Within three feet, a strong current swept across.
In terms of internal strength, Yi Xiaokun is indeed much worse than Mu Lingtian. In this first blow, Mu Lingtian used 80% of his strength in a threatening manner. In a head-on confrontation, Yi Xiaokun was indeed defeated. As Mu Lingtian Ling Tian's strength slid backwards.
Yi Xiaokun leaned forward and stepped back a foot, almost level with the crowd. Two dents were left on the ground. The three swords also flipped twice in the air before being controlled by Yi Xiaokun.
You must know that there are not many super masters like Yi Xiaokun in the world. If your kung fu reaches such a level, when fighting with others, it is generally rare to retreat half a foot. However, Mu Lingtian only struck with one blow. Yi Xiaokun was pushed back so far. One can imagine the gap.
Faced with such evil aura and such a gap, everyone was shocked. The fear of the sword demon gradually rose in their hearts, and they retreated one after another.
Mu Lingtian stood on the same spot as the sword edge fell to the ground, with some smoke and dust rising under his feet. Although he had found a flaw in Yi Xiaokun, in order to form a sufficient deterrent to everyone, Mu Lingtian looked disdainful and arrogant, and did not pursue him. Killing Yi Xiaokun gave Yi Xiaokun a moment of breathing time. It reminded Yi Xiaokun not to be careless, and it also gave Yi Xiaokun a life because of his uniqueness. However, Mu Lingtian didn't say much. Seeing that Yi Xiaopeng's figure had stabilized, he stared at Yi Xiaokun with lowered eyebrows. He moved the long sword in his hand, leaving a gust of wind and turned into a phantom and rushed out.
"Zheng——"
A crisp sword cry echoed.
After Mu Lingtian disappeared on the spot, he turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of Yi Xiaokun. He leaned forward and attacked fiercely, with the long sword in his hand sweeping across.
Before the afterimage was complete, a white edge that was close to the full moon shone with cold light, and then a strong cold current surged, bringing with it the frost, and some snowflakes flew out, moving with the sword's edge.
