Although Tang Siyan's hand hurts, his heart is sweet. He stared at Cheng Xiaorou's tender horns that were constantly tangling in his hand, and smiled with a spring breeze.

At this time, Zijian and Yu Yuanyang were exactly the same as each other and they slapped a palm, and then they took several steps back to gain a foothold and looked at each other with glaring.

Cheng Xiaorou didn't say anything, frowned, picked up the sword on the ground, threw it into Yu Yuanyang's hand, raised Mo Xiao again, and said sternly: "Since Lord Yu Island wants to fight, I will accompany you to the end today. If you defeat me, then I will not blame everything you do today. If I lose, I will ask you to kneel down to repent to my senior brother in front of everyone, how about it?"

Cheng Xiaorou seemed calm and composed, but in fact she was very panicked. She looked at Zijian and saw that the latter nodded and smiled at her, and knew that Zijian praised her for doing this.

Looking back, he looked at Tang Siyan again. Seeing him chuckling with his thumbs up, he smiled with a slight smile, and he felt a little more courage in his heart.

Everyone from the hundred sects cast doubtful eyes. Cheng Xiaorou was declaring war on Yu Yuanyang. She was so angry, right?

Yu Yuanyang was in charge of Changyu for a long time, and Cheng Xiaorou fought with him, and undoubtedly hitting the stone with an egg and causing humiliation.

Yu Yuanyang naturally didn't think he would lose, but he didn't win too much. After all, Cheng Xiaorou was too young and a woman, so she was a little unfair to win.

But he is impatient and has a very good face. If he doesn't respond to the battle today, wouldn't he be saying that Yu Yuanyang didn't even dare to respond to a junior declaration of war? If this is spread, his old face will be impossible.

He said: "Okay! Since that's the case, the island master will give you three moves to avoid others thinking that the island master bullies a woman."

"Then I am more respectful than obedient!" Cheng Xiaorou did not give in moderation, her eyes gradually became sharp, she rushed for a few steps, and the tip of the sword reached the other party's heart.

Yu Yuanyang raised his eyebrows lightly and let out a cold snorted disdain from his nose. He drew the sword too slowly and had too soft force. Without ten moves, he would definitely be able to defeat her.

The sword was raised horizontally, Ningkong moved back several steps, then inserted the sword into the ground with his backhand, and fell down on his back.

Cheng Xiaorou passed directly above Yu Yuanyang and missed him. She stood firm and turned around and slashed a sword at Yu Yuanyang's head.

The sword energy came, Yu Yuanyang looked slightly, used the sword to exert force, and then turned over and stood up again, leaving a strand of black hair on the ground.

This was the second move he made. He could feel that Cheng Xiaorou was about to draw the sword, and he would not be careless in the third move.

After all, Cheng Xiaorou lacked practical experience and failed two more moves, her palm was covered with cold sweat. Yu Yuanyang just dodged, so she was no longer able to do anything. If she really fought, she would have no chance of winning.

But at the moment, she no longer had the right to retreat and could only do her best. She frowned and flew into the air, slashing at Yu Yuanyang with a sword.

The cold sword energy came towards him, and Yu Yuanyang was in a sequential manner, and his agile figure as beastly as a swayed, causing Cheng Xiaorou's attack to fall completely.

"Niece, the island master has given you three moves, now I'm not polite!" After speaking, the sword was raised high beside him, and the figure as fast as the wind swayed. When the sword fell, it came with Mo Xiao, causing sparks to shine.

Cheng Xiaorou was forced to retreat continuously. Yu Yuanyang used only one move and she had no power to resist. This battle was destined to be defeated.

Tang Siyan was anxious and immediately stood up from the ground, took out a brocade bag from his arms and opened it. He saw the words "avoid the real and the weak, use softness to overcome hardness."

What is the use of softness to overcome hardness, and if you continue to fight, your life will be gone. How can you defeat it? Tang Siyan looked back at Song Wangchen, wishing he could pull him up and let him defeat it.

But this was just an idea after all. Tang Siyan was forced to shout, "Xiaorou, you are the head of Muxi. Believe in yourself. You can defeat the old man with your eyes closed."

The crowd was in an uproar again, and almost everyone moved their eyes to Tang Siyan, as if they were looking at a fool. They clearly had to lose, and they were so arrogant that they were not afraid of losing Mu Xi's face.

Cheng Xiaorou's face froze. She knew that although Tang Siyan looked hipster and never had a positive face on the surface, she would never speak wildly at critical moments, which would embarrass her. His words must have profound meaning.

Closed her eyes, which was to block her from seeing the opponent's sword move. Cheng Xiaorou looked up suddenly, and the light suddenly appeared in her eyes. She guessed that Tang Siyan was telling her to avoid the real and use softness to overcome hardness.

She suddenly pulled back Mo Xiao, took a sharp turn around her toes, and sat on the ground in a single line, cutting a sword at Yu Yuanyang's legs.

Yu Yuanyang didn't expect Cheng Xiaorou to change her moves suddenly. Although she was in a panic, she cut off a piece of his blue robe. The uneven robe looked quite funny.

He was very angry and turned his wrists sharply, and he didn't care about being a competition, so he wanted to take Cheng Xiaorou's life directly. After all, there was no eyebrow in the sword, and only the success or failure of the competition were discussed in the competition.

Cheng Xiaorou rushed up from the ground like a big roc spreading her wings, stepped on Yu Yuanyang's long sword, smiled with a pursed lips, moved her lotus steps, and kicked Yu Yuanyang's forehead.

At this time, Yu Yuanyang was stepping heavily on his sword, so he had to pinch his left hand into a fist and use the force of his wrist to fight against the strength on Cheng Xiaorou's legs.

Before the two had even fought each other, Cheng Xiaorou suddenly withdrew her feet, turned over and fell behind Yu Yuanyang, and cut a sword at his back.

The cold sword energy came, and Yu Yuanyang woke up in vain. A stinging pain suddenly came from his back. He touched his back with his back, and saw that his entire palm was stained with blood. He clenched his palm tightly, and anger was burning in his eyes. He kept exerting force on his wrist, and he held the sword and slashed at Cheng Xiaorou again.

Facing the opponent's rapid offensive, Cheng Xiaorou just dodged, and Yingying's figure was as agile as a feather swallow, agilely avoiding Yu Yuanyang's subsequent attacks.

A blue and a white figure rushed to the ground and into the sky, intersecting like two extremely fast lights and shadows, and they were separated by mistake.

Yu Yuanyang took several moves and received another sword on his back. At this time, the speed of the move was much slower. When he held the sword and slashed horizontally, Cheng Xiaorou did not dodge, but instead attacked head-on. The two swords suddenly collided, bursting out dazzling fire.

"Master Yu Island, remember to be sincere when kneeling down, otherwise I can't tell you like everyone in Muxi!" Cheng Xiaorou raised her eyebrows and chuckled, but her tone was cold and cold.

A light sentence was like a few slashes on Yu Yuanyang's old face. He could not lose. If he lost today, Yu Yuanyang would not even be able to raise his head in the future.

Yu Yuanyang suddenly pulled back the sword, turned around like a whirlwind several times, and then turned over and slashed down with the sword.

Cheng Xiaorou has long been familiar with Yu Yuanyang's moves, dodging with one side, and grabbing the other's wrist with her backhand.

, and the wrist was rotated and forcefully broke the opponent's hand.

The long sword fell to the ground in vain, like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the hundreds of doors. They really didn't expect that Cheng Xiaorou was so vicious and her ability was far above her father Cheng Jin. She was really awesome for the younger generation. She was better than the younger generation.

Yu Yuanyang was so painful that his face was ferocious, and the wind blew under his feet, and he swept Cheng Xiaorou's forehead with one foot.

Cheng Xiaorou's eyes gradually turned sharp. After blocking the blow with her elbow, she grabbed his ankle with her backhand. When she rotated and used force, she could hear the sound of bone dislocation. Yu Yuanyang was thrown back to the ground by her.

Muxi's disciples were all overjoyed. Cheng Xiaorou won more than Yu Yuanyang, but Muxi's prestige in the hearts of Baimen. This battle was to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

Yu Yuanyang lay in front of the coffin like a pile of stagnant water, and his expression on his face changed from shock to dull. He really didn't know why he lost.

Cheng Xiaorou slowly landed on the ground, pressed Moxiao on Yu Yuanyang's back, and said viciously: "Master Yu Island, since you are all lying down so sincerely, please!"

Yu Yuanyang closed his eyes and said nothing, and his forehead was full of sweat. From now on, he could no longer look up.

"Hey, old man, haven't you heard our leader talking to you? Your hands and feet are useless, and even your ears are deaf. I'll just dig your eyes!" Tang Siyan smiled and approached, took off the sword on his waist, and then pretended to fall.

Yu Yuanyang was still unmoved. He was arrogant and even if he lost the competition today, he would not lose his backbone. He would rather die than admit his mistake.

Cheng Xiaorou suddenly put away Moxiao, turned to face the hundreds of people, and said angrily: "Today, Master Yu is aggressive and hurting others later. I just gave a little punishment. Thinking that Changyu and Muxi are still in-laws, Master Yu is seriously injured again today. There is no need to say anything about this apology. From now on, if anyone dares to provoke Muxi, I will never give up!"

Tang Shihai was shocked when he heard this. Cheng Xiaorou's words seemed to be warning everyone, but in fact they were stirring up his old face. This trip today was also Mu Xi's prestige towards the hundreds of gates.

Everyone in the Hundred Sects was frightened. Even the dead camels were bigger than horses, and their wild horses could only admit defeat.

Forgive others if you have to!

Zijian stepped forward at the right time and bowed to the people of the Hundred Sects. He said, "The hour of You has arrived. Please come back with you, Sect Masters! I will send Wangchen's body to burial, so I won't leave you."

Such obvious expulsion made them understand naturally, so they walked down the steps, expressed their apology, and left dejectedly.

Yu Yuanyang slowly stood up, limped his legs, and walked towards Zhufeng step by step with his long sword.

Today, all the disciples of Muxi gathered at the school, but they didn't see Jiang Yu and Yu Man. Just now, he felt that Cheng Xiaorou was using Yu Man to restrain herself.

He can be humiliated. If Yu Man is bullied, he will definitely fight to the death and lead people to flatten Muxi.

Cheng Xiaorou waved her hand and signaled her disciples to let him go. She had never wanted to destroy the three sects' three-legged stalemate for thousands of years, not to mention that one place can raise the other's outstanding people.

Although Yu Yuanyang is ambitious, Changyu lives a wealthy and comfortable life under his management. As the owner of Changyu Island, he is very competent.
Chapter completed!