Just as Feiyun was about to step forward to call for battle, Lan Xing came out and said, "Brother, we can't lose anymore. Let me fight this one!"
Feiyun thought to himself that his side had already lost three games, drawn one, and won four. There really could not be any more accidents. Feiyun thought that there were three other people on the other side, while he and Lan Xing were the only ones left. Feiyun shook his head and refused, insisting on coming out on his own. He must ensure that he can win this battle, or at least ensure that he does not lose in this competition.
When Murong Wuji saw that it was Feiyun who was fighting in person, he said to Murong Zaixing: "Zaixing, you will fight this time. Do you think there is a possibility of winning?" Murong Zaixing said: "Brother, I heard that this man has great martial arts skills. , I’m really not sure of winning, but I will definitely try my best!”
Murong Wuji thought for a while and said: "In that case, I will personally take part in this battle. Wait, you go deal with that Lan Xing, maybe we still have a chance!"
Murong Wuji knew that if he lost another battle, his side would be in great danger. Facing Feiyun, Murong Zaixing felt a little unsure, which was normal. After all, Feiyun is undoubtedly the number one enemy in the eyes of the Murong family. They did not expect that Lan Xing's martial arts skills were not much worse than Feiyun's, and her ruthlessness was even better than Feiyun's.
Murong Zaixing knew that Murong Wuji's martial arts was slightly better than his own, and secretly thought that maybe he could defeat Feiyun. Murong Zaixing said: "Brother, be careful, I believe you can defeat him!" Murong Wuji nodded and walked out.
Murong Wuji walked up to Feiyun and said, "Young Master Lin, we must win or lose today, so don't talk nonsense and just watch the moves!" Before he finished speaking, Murong Wuji swung his silver sword and stabbed Liu Feiyun.
Feiyun knew that the Murong family was famous in the martial arts world, so he did not dare to neglect it. He hurriedly exerted all his strength and waved his fan to block it. The swords and fans collided, causing their arms to shake and their bodies to sway a few times. Feiyun was secretly surprised, but she didn't expect that her inner strength seemed to be still higher than Tianxiang.
Feiyun didn't dare to look down upon him anymore, and immediately stabbed him back with his fan. Murong Wuji saw that Feiyun was just like him, just shaking. Murong Wuji knew that his internal strength was equal to that of his opponent, so naturally he didn't dare to overestimate him.
When Murong Wuji saw Feiyun's folding fan stabbing him, he hurriedly slashed with his sword. Feiyun didn't want to fight him head-on, so he flipped his wrist and sent the folding fan around the sword and smashed it straight at him.
As soon as Feiyun and Murong Wuji fought, they both fought fast. Two human figures were flying in the field, swords were shining, and fan shadows overlapped. Ordinary people can't see their moves clearly at all, they just feel that the two figures are entangled together. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves, and it was hard to tell who was better.
Murong Wuji frowned, and suddenly he held a sword with both hands and struck fiercely. Feiyun didn't know what he meant, so he stepped back to prevent him from making any subsequent moves.
Just as Feiyun regained his footing, Murong Wuji struck with another sword attack. Feiyun hurriedly raised his fan to defend himself. The fans and swords collided, making a loud screeching sound. Suddenly Murong Wuji opened his hands, each holding a sword. One sword swept across, and the other stabbed straight. When people are in a hurry, they will naturally panic and make mistakes.
Feiyun had already been prepared, because he had encountered this kind of situation before when facing Huang Yuxian, so he was not surprised. Feiyun hurriedly drew out the Youlong Soft Sword with his left hand, then held the weapon in both hands and faced them respectively.
Feiyun swung his fan and smashed away the attacking sword, and the soft sword wrapped around Murong Wuji's sword body. Murong Wuji was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly used his strength to shake the soft sword away. He swung the sword in his left hand and struck diagonally.
Feiyun stepped aside and Murong Wuji turned around to attack. Murong Wuji held both swords in his hands and attacked even more fiercely. Feiyun opened the folding fan in his right hand to protect himself, and counterattacked with the soft sword in his left hand. Seeing that the fierce attack was ineffective, Murong Wuji was obviously a little impatient.
After a while, Feiyun suddenly shouted: "Be careful with hidden weapons!" Then he folded his fan and pointed at Murong Wuji. Murong Wuji had heard before that Feiyun's folding fan contained poisonous needles and hurriedly avoided it.
After Murong Wuji stood firm, he found that there was nothing. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Young man, how dare you tease me! Using a hidden weapon is not considered a hero!"
Feiyun said calmly: "A soldier never tires of deceit, who makes you believe it! Are you a good man if you hide two swords? However, I can't guarantee whether there will be hidden weapons next time. You'd better be careful, lest you say I won by sneak attack!" Two The people were talking and fighting, and in the blink of an eye they exchanged more than ten moves.
Feiyun saw that the opponent's swordsmanship was superb, and he couldn't find a flaw for a while. It's no wonder that Murong Wuji used Murong's swordsmanship after all. Murong Jushi relied on this swordsmanship to rank among the top five masters in the world. It was a miracle that Feiyun could remain undefeated under this kind of sword attack.
Feiyun frowned, suddenly thinking about it. He pointed the folding fan again and shouted: "Look at the hidden weapon!" Although Murong Wuji suspected Feiyun of being deceitful, he did not dare to take the risk and hurriedly jumped out of the way, but still no hidden weapon came.
Feiyun immediately jumped up, raised his folding fan again, and said, "Look at the hidden weapon!" Murong Wuji had no choice but to fly backwards. Every time Feiyun passes a few moves, he has to shout about hidden weapons. Murong Wuji didn't dare to risk his life, so he had no choice but to jump up. After several twists and turns, Murong Wuji's internal energy was greatly consumed, and his jumping gradually became a little sluggish.
Feiyun was overjoyed, knowing that the opponent's internal strength was low and it was time to attack. He immediately used the soft sword in his left hand and the folding fan in his right hand to attack Murong Wuji in turn. Murong Wuji tried his best to cope with it and was panting from exhaustion. Feiyun suddenly pressed the switch, and several silver needles flew out of the folding fan.
Feiyun shouted: "The hidden weapon is coming!" Murong Wuji thought that Feiyun was cheating again and wanted to continue to consume his internal energy. Therefore, this time Murong Wuji did not jump up, but danced his swords tightly. Although Murong Wuji knocked down two silver needles, two more silver needles hit Murong Wuji's arms respectively.
Murong Wuji's arm suddenly went numb, and the sword fell from his hand. Murong Wuji was shocked and turned pale. He didn't dare to fight anymore, so he turned around and ran away. Feiyun did not chase after him, and shouted loudly: "I told you there was a hidden weapon, but you didn't believe it. You can't blame me. We won five games, and there is no need to compete in the next one. Do you admit defeat?"
Feiyun originally didn't want to use the silver needle, so it seemed a bit disgraceful. But considering that this battle is related to Lan Xing's safety, he naturally cannot afford to lose anything. Besides, Murong Wuji secretly hid the sword, which naturally violated the rules. There is nothing wrong with retaliating with tooth for tooth.
If Feiyun loses, all the pressure will fall on Lan Xing. There are two other people on the other side, Murong Zaixing and Murong Wuxia. I don't know anything about their martial arts.
Feiyun didn't want Lan Xing to take risks, so he wanted to defeat Murong Wuji even if his reputation was damaged. Of course, he still had some room to spare and did not shoot the silver needle into Murong Wuji's vital point. He only shot his arm, causing him to temporarily lose his arm strength and unable to continue fighting.
At this time, Murong Wuji had already run back to the formation, asking Murong Wuxia to quickly pull out the silver needle for him. Murong Wuji felt relieved when he saw that there was no poison on the silver needle.
Murong Wuji then said to Murong Zaixing: "Brother, I don't think we need to fight anymore in the next match. The Lan Xing opposite is no worse than me in martial arts, so you may not be my opponent. Let's admit defeat!" Murong Zaixing, please! He nodded and came to Feiyun.
Murong Zaixing stared at Feiyun for a while and said, "You three Xiaoxiang heroes actually used hidden weapons to hurt people. This is not what a hero would do."
Feiyun said coldly: "We didn't say that you can't use concealed weapons, so it can't be considered a violation. Besides, if you hide the sword, you are also using a concealed weapon. I am just a mountain villager, and I am not a hero to begin with. Unlike You Murong family. What, are you not going to admit your guilt and want to fight us to the death?"
Murong Zaixing said: "That won't work. We have agreed to compete ten times and we must fight one more time. Unless you admit defeat, you must fight!"
Murong Zaixing believed that he would never lose to Lan Xing. What's more, Lan Xing is their target for going south this time. If they just come back in vain, where will they lose their face? He did not listen to Murong Wuji's words and was determined to fight this battle.
Lan Xing heard Murong Zaixing's words from behind, and immediately stepped forward and said to him: "In that case, I will fight with you to let you know how powerful this girl is, so that you will not have any illusions!"
Lan Xing knew that this battle was probably unavoidable, and the other party obviously thought that he was sure of victory. Lan Xing's hands were already itchy and she wanted to go forward and fight. Now that she saw such an opportunity, she naturally wanted to try her skills.
Of course, after seeing Murong Wuji's skills, Lan Xing already knew about the Murong family's martial arts and thought she could fight. Therefore, Lan Xingcai insisted on fighting despite Feiyun's objections.
Feiyun also wanted to dissuade Lan Xing, but Lan Xing said: "Brother, please stop trying to dissuade me! Since the other party is challenging me, I will handle this battle!"
Feiyun saw that Lan Xing had made up her mind, and thought that the other party could not do anything to her. After all, what they wanted was a living Lan Xing, not a corpse. Feiyun thought of this and retreated, standing behind and watching Lan Xing to prevent any accidents.
Lan Xing then drew out her precious sword from behind and said, "Murong Zaixing, I'm here to learn some great tricks!" As soon as she finished speaking, she struck at Murong Zaixing with a move called "Flying Bird into the Forest".
Murong Zaixing saw that Lan Xing was approaching fiercely and did not dare to be careless, so he hurriedly waved his sword to greet her. There was only a "clang" sound, the two swords collided, and both of them were shocked and took two steps back.
Lan Xing saw that the opponent's internal strength was not inferior to hers, so she used her family's sword skills with all her strength, hoping to win with unpredictable sword moves. Tianxiang lost a battle just now, and she didn't want to suffer another defeat like Tianxiang. However, Lan Xing's swordsmanship was exquisite, and Murong Zaixing was able to defeat them one by one. Murong Zaixing's counterattacking sword moves were also unable to defeat Lan Xing.
Two figures wandered around the field, fighting for most of an hour, but it was difficult to tell who was who. Lan Xing and Murong Zaixing were equally matched in terms of internal strength and moves. The people watching the battle on both sides were also dumbfounded and surprised. The two of them couldn't tell the winner for a while, but neither one wanted to admit defeat. If they continued to entangle, they would both lose.
