Seeing that his daughter was going to compete with others in swords, Xu Zhuzi did not show much concern. Instead, he took a few steps back and stood side by side with Hu Tao, looking at the two young men and women who had become confrontation together.

Hu Ye asked in a low voice to Xu Zhuzi: "In the past, there was a saying in the world of 'Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong'. This Murong Young Master has something to do with the 'Nan Murong'."

Xu Zhuzi sighed: "He is the son of Murong Fu, the son of Murong Young Master Murong. Because Murong Fu had passed away several years ago, this child is already the owner of Yanziwu Shenhezhuang. Three years ago, when he was only twelve years old, he broke into the "Lingjiu Palace" alone with his sword, saying that he wanted to challenge the masters in my palace with the sword in his hand.

"At first, everyone hadn't taken a child seriously. Several low-class disciples in the "Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions" belonging to the "Lingjiu Palace" came on stage one after another, but were all defeated by him three or five swords.

"It was only after I saw that this child was young and had not yet reached a high level of skill, but he was born with a sword bone. A long sword had a faint sense of being independent.

"To be honest, I was indeed a little troubled at that time. Of course, there are people in the 'Lingjiu Palace' who can beat this son, but they are all over forty years old. Once they end up, they will be polite to bully the small.

"Fortunately, the little girl volunteered to take over the challenge of this child. After fighting swords in the palace and fighting thousands of moves, the little girl finally won a little with the background of the "Lingjiu Palace".

"Although this boy failed, he was not discouraged. It means he went home and practiced hard for a year before he came to challenge him. In the second year, he came as promised, and his cultivation of swordsmanship has improved greatly. Fortunately, the little girl has been practicing very hard this year because of this opponent, and she has finally maintained her victory. Now it is their third time to fight."

As Xu Zhuzi described Murong Yan's identity, the two sides confronted each other for a long time. One green and one purple swords, both of which were magic weapons, whistled at the same time. The body and swords merged into a ball of light with blue and purple colors, and rushed towards the opposite side.

As soon as the two light balls touched, an increasingly gorgeous green and purple light rain burst out. At the same time, a series of jingling sounds like crisp pearls falling from jade plates, densely hitting banana leaves like rain.

Qiu Wu, who was standing behind Hu Ye, was dumbfounded.

After receiving guidance from Hu Ye these days, his cultivation has improved rapidly, and even the innate realm that was previously unattainable has reached the threshold. Although he is not so gloomy that he is so happy, he is always a little secretly happy.

Now that I meet a young man and a woman, not only is her swordsmanship extraordinary, but she is far from being compared with herself who has just begun to practice the sword technique taught by Hu Ye, and her cultivation has also reached the innate realm. Including the age difference between them at four or five years old, she is too much behind others.

Murong Yan and Xu Ziyuan both fought with fast speed. The two long swords made the flying rainbow like lightning, flying across the narrow mountain road, only the sword light was seen but no one was seen.

Hu Ye looked at it for a moment and asked Xu Zhuzi again: "The sword technique used by Mr. Murong does not seem to be the martial arts of his Murong family."

Xu Zhuzi nodded, and his face showed admiration: "This is exactly the extraordinary thing about this son. He claimed that his father was defeated and humiliated. This shows that the Murong family's martial arts still have flaws, so he is determined to create another unique skill in addition to the family's martial arts. The sword technique he used at this moment was to study the essence of the hundred martial arts extracted and refined after participating in the Murong family's "Shishui Pavilion". Although it is still far from creating a family of oneself, it is very valuable to be able to learn and use it."

Although Hu Ye agreed with the other party's point of view, when he was talking, he looked at the pair of boys who were fighting fiercely, and he felt a little relieved. He thought to himself: "You are such a good man. You are not a good man. You have seen that this young man Murong has outstanding martial arts and has tried to resolve some grudges from the past, so he has the idea of ​​making a mess? If this is true, it will be lively and lively..."

In this life, his "visiting the sky and hearing the earth" supernatural ability has evolved, in addition to the faint cave, the candlestick can also see through the illusion.

When Murong Yan came out to sign up just now, he immediately thought of a story in his early memory, and then secretly observed it. Sure enough, he found that the boy was actually an illusion in the eyes of others.

This illusion originated from a magical treasure he wore with him. It was precisely because of the existence of this treasure that even the master Xu Zhuzi, the intimate master, was concealed.

Murong Yan and Xu Ziwan were getting more and more anxious. The sword energy of the two swords was scattered, shaving the stone wall on one side into pieces, and the sword marks were crisscrossed.

Murong Yan's sword technique became more and more strange. In addition to the sword techniques of all sects in the world, even the sword techniques such as swords, guns, whips, sticks, and other equipment, as well as the hands of fists, palms, fingers and claws, can be used with a long sword change. Although it is a move from east to west and a move from west to perfectly adjust the angle according to the timing of the move, it is as smooth and natural as flowing water. The sword technique along the way seems to be endless. The two sides fought for more than a thousand moves, but his long sword moves were not repeated at once.

In comparison, although Xu Ziyuan's sword technique, which was passed down from his father, was exquisite and the changes in moves were also called complex, it was exhausted in the end, and the sword moves he used inevitably had repetitions.

In this way, once the opponent touches a little bit of the sword technique she uses, she is afraid that she will be defeated immediately.

"The trapped position has not yet been resolved!" Hu Ye suddenly called out.

The voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard into the ears of the two people fighting.

Murong Yan didn't understand why for a while, but Xu Ziyuan felt aroused.

Because the direction where she attacked her next move was the "trapped" position among the sixty-four hexagrams.

After fighting three times, she also knew that her opponent's martial arts had always been above her. This time she was afraid that it would be difficult to maintain the victory. Thinking of this Taoist's strangeness, her guidance might make sense, so she immediately changed her moves and turned the direction of the sword into "not Ji".

The sword stabbed out, but pointed at the only flaw in Murong Yan's sword moves, forcing him to give up the first-line advantage he had already gained and take three steps back and re-organize the offensive.

"The little beast is the most powerful!" Hu Ye kept saying a word and continued to shout and give advice.

There is no doubt that Xu Ziyuan's move will be effective. According to Hu Ye's instructions, he used his sword again, and the sword moves were slightly adjusted, and he transferred from the "Little Livestock" position that was originally planned to attack to the "Zhongfu" position.

The sword still pointed at the flaw in the sword move that Murong Yan was about to use, forcing him to take three steps back.

"Da Zhuang becomes a girl!"

"The abundant position becomes the vibration position!"

"There is a need to change the position!"

Hu Ye kept shouting, Xu Ziyuan's sword moves were serialized, and the purple light flashed, forcing Murong Yan to retreat repeatedly.

Seeing Murong Yan's long eyebrows frowned, as if he was feeling bitter, Xu Zhuzi thought to himself: "Although Taoist Master has good intentions, he made Wan'er win without force."

Thinking of this, he also called out: "Jiji has become a garrison!"

Murong Yan heard it in his ears, and attacked the opponent's sword at the "Jiji" position. Subconsciously turned to the "Tun" position, and immediately stabilized the defense line and did not retreat.

Hu Ye smiled and continued to speak out to the direction of Xu Ziyuan's sword. Xu Zhuzi also kept reminding Murong Yan, causing the originally unbalanced battle situation to return to a stalemate.
Chapter completed!