Chapter 816 816 The "Conspiracy" Of the Number One Dog in Hanyan

Mu Chengyang kept reminding himself: Don't do it, don't do it with him, this guy is made of porcelain and jade, it will be broken if you touch it, and you will be compensated if you touch it!

Although he didn't dare to fight with Mu Hanyan, but seeing Zi Rong, a small guard, dared to provoke him with his teeth and claws in front of him, Mu Chengyang felt that it was too embarrassing to ignore him like this.

"You, go and try." Mu Chengyang pointed at the horse-faced guard and said.

"Me?" The horse-faced guard hesitated a bit. Immortals fought and mortals suffered. He didn't want to follow along.

"Anyway, let's try the sword, let the two guards do it, what do you think of Brother Hanyan?" Mu Chengyang said to Mu Hanyan.

As long as he doesn't start with Mu Hanyan, nothing will happen, and he knows that.

"Alright, I'll let you all see the peerless divine sword that my son forged with his own hands." Before Mu Hanyan could speak, Zi Yan spoke first.

Mu Hanyan knew that Zi Rong had always been a bad guy, so he didn't bother to stop him.

"Okay, then offend me." As soon as the guard Ma Mian heard that he was fighting with Mu Hanyan's guard, there was no pressure. As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his long sword.

The light on the sword flickered, and the strength of the ninth-order swordsman was fully revealed.

Zi Zong also raised his long sword, releasing the pressure of the ninth-rank swordsman from his body. The strength of the two is equal, but it is against each other.

"Mu Zhong, don't be careless, he is holding the peerless divine sword forged by Brother Hanyan himself." Mu Chengyang sneered directly with Zi Rong's original words.

While talking, Mu Chengyang stepped back, keeping a distance of three feet from Mu Hanyan.

There is no way, this guy is too sinister and shameless, even if it is only the guards under the two of them, Mu Chengyang can't rest assured, for fear that one inadvertently breaks the porcelain doll, it is better to stay away from him.

Seeing his cautious expression, Mu Hanyan laughed in his heart. Zi Rong and the others also died of laughter in their hearts. It seems that this guy has been given a psychological shadow by his own son.

"Young master, don't worry, how dare I underestimate Young Master Hanyan's sword casting skills, I will definitely go all out." Mu Zhong smiled.

Of course, he understood what Mu Chengyang meant. Mu Hanyan, the master and servant, were all blown away, so he just took this opportunity to take advantage of their prestige.

Although his strength and appearance are comparable, the long sword on his waist was personally bestowed by the third elders, and it was considered a rare high-grade one. How could the broken copper and iron in his hand be able to stop his full-strength blow.

"Let's do it." The posture is tall and jade-like, holding the sword in one hand and standing behind him, while the other hand is still pinching out a sword strike in front of his chest.

Well, very master style, very pretending to beep.

I have to admit that this guy is still very good looking, with a handsome appearance and a tall figure, and this pose really has a taste of Yushu in the wind. Even passers-by A and passers-by B, those Huaichun girls who were in their cardamom years, were secretly moved when they saw it.

In contrast, Mu Zhong, who has a horse face, is really not in good shape. It's okay to have a longer face, but he has a short body and an unusually strong body. In addition, he is used to bowing his head and bowing in front of Mu Chengyang on weekdays. I can't even straighten up, no matter how obscene it is.

"Little white face, let you pretend to be beeping in front of me, and see if I don't kill you with a single sword." Mu Zhong originally wanted to cut off the long sword in Zi Rong's hand and sweep Mu Hanyan's face for his master. At this time, he felt ashamed and made up his mind. To give the appearance a little more powerful look.

Without saying a word, Mu Zhong shouted, and slashed towards Zirong with a sword.

With this sword, Mu Zhong did his best, and did not leave any spare energy. It is really like a star, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

"Good job!" Zi Rong shouted, and the crooked long sword in his hand also slashed out.

However, in comparison, his sword was obviously dull and his aura was much weaker.

Passerby A and Passer B in the distance couldn't help sighing softly. Speaking of which, Mu Zhong and Zi Zong were evenly matched. This battle should have been a thrilling battle, but it's a pity that the "peerless sword" in Zi Rong's hand is obviously of poor quality. , can't bear too strong energy, so the posture looks forward and backward, and can't show his true strength at all.

Mu Chengyang also discovered this, with a contemptuous sneer on his face.

"Ding!" Just as they expected, just as the two swords met, they heard a crisp sound, and the long sword with insufficient strength was directly slashed and flew out.

"It's boring, after waiting for a long time, I thought there was another good show to watch, but the winner was decided so quickly?" Everyone thought in disappointment.

But at this moment, Mu Zhong exclaimed in his ears.

When they turned their eyes, they realized that the long sword that was split by Mu Zhong flew towards Mu Chengyang like an arrow from the string.

No, it is not enough to describe the speed of this flying sword with an arrow from the string. It is as fast as lightning and flying like a meteor, so fast that even their eyes can't keep up.

However, Mu Chengyang believed that Mu Zhong's sword could easily split the broken copper and iron in Zi Rong's hand into two pieces. He never expected such an outcome. Seeing the sword flying towards him, there was no response.

"Young master, be careful." Mu Zhong, who was in the game, reacted the fastest and shouted.

He didn't think that Zi Rong would let go. The two were of equal strength. Even if Zi Rong's sword was of poor quality, it wouldn't be a strange thing to be split in two, but it was really unreasonable to let go.

And even if you let go, it shouldn't be like this. Why does it feel like this kid threw it out by himself, and borrowed strength from him by the way.

However, seeing that the extremely ugly long sword flew towards Mu Chengyang with a lore, Mu Zhong didn't have time to think about it, and could only remind him loudly.

Hearing the shout, Mu Chengyang woke up like a dream, and saw the long sword flying like a poisonous snake, and he was also scared into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, he is also a master of the sword master realm.

Draw the sword, twist the wrist, and slash instantly.

The three movements are smooth and smooth, and they are extremely sharp, but they do not lose the sense of beauty.

Hearing the joyful and adoring screams of the girls from the distant crowd, Mu Chengyang even shook off a strand of long hair in front of his forehead, revealing a proud smile, which was taller than the appearance just now. More beep.

However, pretend bee was struck by lightning.

Mu Hanyan looked at Mu Chengyang with a look of sympathy.

"Tian...wai...fei...immortal..." Just as Mu Chengyang cut out that sword, he said in a rhythmical manner.

"Boom!" With the exit of the last immortal character, the long sword that was cut into two pieces by Mu Chengyang burst open, and with it as the center, the surrounding air was violently distorted.

Mu Chengyang's smile was still frozen on his face, but his body flew out as if being hit by a boulder.

Then, there was another muffled sound, and Mu Chengyang smashed a big hole in the courtyard wall. The falling bricks instantly buried him, and a cloud of dust rose up.