Chapter 503: The Logic Is Not Logical, Just because of the Inside Story

Tie Kaicheng made it clear that he would not help either of them, so the boss turned his eyes away from him and shifted his gaze to Xie Xiaofeng again.

Xie Xiaofeng still maintained an ethereal state, not only ignoring the murderous aura emitted by the person behind him, but also ignoring the murderous aura emitted by Mr. Qiu Er in front of him.

The plot went around and around, and because of the personalities and choices of each person, it returned to the original track.

The next moment, Mr. Qiu Er made a move!

It must be said that Mr. Qiu Er was able to kill seven of the ten great swordsmen in Jiangnan, and he was indeed really capable. Although his sword-drawing posture was urgent and fast, it was calm and elegant.

"Clang--"

At the same time as the sound of the sword rang out, the tip of the sword had already reached Xie Xiaofeng's chest.

Mr. Qiu Er had long seen that Xie Xiaofeng was a master of swordsmanship, but he had no intention of fighting Xie Xiaofeng fairly. Instead, he took the opportunity when Xie Xiaofeng was frightened by the murderous aura behind him to draw his sword.

Even if his sword could not kill him, he could create a flaw and let Mr. Mao Da behind him kill him.

But to Mr. Qiu Er's surprise, when the tip of his sword was three inches away from the chest of the man in front of him, the other party did not react.

"What's the situation? He dare not move, or has he given up?"

Mr. Qiu Er's eyes flickered, but his hands were not slow at all. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword became three points faster again, shining with a bright light, piercing the target's chest.

But at the moment when Mr. Qiu Er used his sword skills, Xie Xiaofeng moved.

He turned sideways, made a move, and his two fingers were like hooks, piercing Mr. Qiu Er's eyes.

Mr. Qiu Er was shocked. Obviously, he did not expect Xie Xiaofeng's speed to be so fast. He did not want to exchange his eyes for the other party's life, so he immediately stopped, dodged sideways, and swung his sword backhand to cut Xie Xiaofeng's wrist.

But at the same time as he changed his moves, he saw Xie Xiaofeng change his moves again, turned sideways, twisted his body, and gently supported his wrist and elbow with both hands. He felt his hand lighten, and the long sword in his hand disappeared.

Mr. Qiu Er's expression changed drastically. He had never thought that there would be a day when the long sword in his hand would be taken away by someone with bare hands.

Xie Xiaofeng, who had taken Mr. Qiu Er's long sword, swung the sword casually, and the long sword flashed a sword light.

This sword light was not fast and sharp, not dazzling, nor did it have any sharp breath. It even looked a bit leisurely and soothing. It didn't look like a sword light that would kill people, but rather a gust of wind in spring.

But in Mr. Qiu Er's eyes, he saw great terror!

Who could resist a gust of wind coming from all directions and everywhere?

So Mr. Qiu Er retreated, retreated quickly, but at the same time he was not desperate, because he knew that Mr. Mao Da would take action.

Although he was defeated by Xie Xiaofeng in one move, he was still full of confidence in Mr. Mao Da, because he knew that Mr. Mao Da's martial arts was much higher than his own.

Mr. Qiu Er's guess was right. At the same time when Xie Xiaofeng swung his sword at him, Mr. Mao Da also made a move. The murderous aura became real. A long sword flew through the air, crossed a distance of ten feet from the entrance of the hall, and appeared behind Xie Xiaofeng.

Although the distance was far, Mr. Mao Da's Qinggong was very high, and his swordsmanship was also very good. In almost an instant, he crossed the hall and appeared behind Xie Xiaofeng.

The reactions of both parties were beyond the expectations of the other party.

If it was an ordinary person in the martial arts world, let alone whether Mr. Qiu Er could kill him alone, even if he only caused him to reveal a flaw, Mr. Mao Da could draw his sword and kill him in an instant.

And if Mr. Mao Da was just a little weaker, when he crossed a distance of ten feet and appeared behind Xie Xiaofeng, Xie Xiaofeng should have killed the person in front of him long ago.

But by chance, Xie Xiaofeng was very fast, and Mr. Mao Da was also very fast, so they just happened to arrive together.

"Spare him!"

A low shout sounded, and Mr. Mao's long sword flashed seven points of sword light, covering the seven major acupoints behind Xie Xiaofeng, but he prioritized the important and left Xie Xiaofeng a space on one side.

If Xie Xiaofeng did not retreat, he would be stabbed by the long sword while killing Mr. Qiu Er, and if he retreated, he would not be able to kill Mr. Qiu Er with one sword.

Xie Xiaofeng slipped and let the long sword behind him go, but he did not completely avoid it. The long sword in his hand was still only three inches away from Mr. Qiu Er's heart, and Mr. Qiu Er's retreat had reached the end.

The next moment, the footsteps paused, and the sword light stopped flashing. The three people who had just started all stopped in place.

Mr. Qiu Er retreated to the table with empty hands.

Xie Xiaofeng's long sword was only three inches away from Mr. Qiu Er's heart, and the sword energy forced Mr. Qiu Er to feel a dull pain.

Mr. Mao's long sword moved sideways, only three inches away from Xie Xiaofeng's carotid artery, and stopped steadily in mid-air.

The big boss let out a long breath, because he knew that no matter whether Mr. Qiu Er would die or not, Xie Xiaofeng would definitely die. No one could escape with his back to Mr. Mao at such a short distance.

Tie Kaicheng took a sip of wine and also let out a long breath of wine.

Xie Xiaofeng's response was not beyond his expectations, but Mr. Mao's martial arts made him shine. This little guy who was killed by his younger brother in the original book was actually very good in both swordsmanship and lightness, and was definitely a top master.

No wonder he was called the first disciple of the Murong family, and he was able to marry Murong Qiudi as a family servant.

However, with his martial arts, even if he was a little excited when he saw Xie Xiaofeng, he would not be killed by his younger brother, right?

Then, Tie Kaicheng found that Mr. Mao looked at Xie Xiaofeng with respect and pain, and then he couldn't help but slide his eyes to me, with a touch of sadness and pity in his eyes.

Tie Kaicheng's eyes lit up, and he finally understood!

As an old man of the Murong family, Mr. Mao should know that I am the son of Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng, and he may even have watched me grow up, so he didn't guard against me at all, and he never thought that I would attack him.

As for why I attacked him?

In fact, the matter is also very simple, because Mr. Mao's martial arts have long exceeded the level that others can control, and he already has enough self-will and free space.

So although he is half a retainer of the Murong family, he is not a person of Tianzun.

No wonder Tianzun had to go through such a big circle to plot against Xie Xiaofeng, and he had to get rid of Mr. Mao first, because Mr. Mao might really help Xie Xiaofeng.

Tie Kaicheng sighed deeply. He said that when he read the original work, he always felt that the logic was not making sense. Now that he came to the scene, he finally understood it.

Gu Long's writing is meticulous, logical, and well-planned. He is indeed a great writer. I admire him!