Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

Jimo Huaxue also noticed Su Muyu's abnormality, and hurriedly looked into the arena, just in time to see Liu Yunqi's eyes glowing purple from time to time.

"It's not good, Liu Yunqi is using the cult's angry purple pupils, which can completely arouse the opponent's killing intent and disturb Jianxin."

Jimo Huaxue has lived for more than 300 years and is no stranger to these dirty methods.

"It's too despicable, why don't we go up together and kill him?" Sikong Qianluo couldn't hold back anymore.

"It is not recommended to do this when it is not necessary." Jimo Huaxue shook her head lightly.

"If Xiao Yu can't kill Liu Yunqi alone, it will become a knot in his heart."

After she finished speaking, she saw slight figures shaking around Wushuang City, and spoke again.

"Of course, if Liu Yunqi wants to find help after losing, that's another matter."

Su Muyu's killing moves became more and more fierce, but there were also more and more flaws. Liu Yunqi's Canglongya moves were unpredictable, and soon left many wounds on Su Muyu's body.

Song Yan looked back at the situation on the court, and clapped her hands, looking very excited.

"Beautiful, if you continue to fight, Master will definitely win!"

He didn't know Liu Yunqi's despicable methods, he thought it was because Su Muyu was young and eager to win that Liu Yunqi used his rich experience to defeat him.

Suddenly, there was an elegant and melodious flute sound that made people feel comfortable. Su Muyu immediately regained his clarity, and then made a change of move to draw a bloody gash on Liu Yunqi's arm.

"How is it possible, this is Pu Shanqing's heart song?" Liu Yunqi looked shocked, and hurriedly backed away.

Everyone looked up to the direction of the sound of the flute, and saw a woman in a moon-white dress slowly descending from the midair, still playing the jade flute, while the clothes fluttered, three thousand blue silk fluttered with the wind, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Murong Xiyin, she's here?" Lei Wujie looked at the woman in front of him with suspicious eyes.

"Thank you for your help just now, miss." Su Muyu cupped her fists to thank Murong Xiyin.

After Murong Xiyin nodded slightly, she stopped playing, and with a bright smile, she walked straight to Lei Wujie.

Yue Yao looked a little weird, and poked Lei Wujie's back curiously.

"Is this girl your friend?"

"Let's just forget it." Lei Wujie helped his forehead helplessly.

"What do you mean, you really have no conscience." Murong Xiyin snorted dissatisfied.

It made Sikong Qianluo and Jimo Huaxue look at Lei Wujie with curious eyes.

Noticing the weird eyes of the people around him, Lei Wujie couldn't help but feel a little depressed, hearing this woman's tone, how could he make himself look like a heartless person.

"Are you here on purpose to help us?" Lei Wujie asked suddenly, thinking of the covenant they had made before.

"Isn't that obvious?" Murong Xiyin gave him a reproachful look, then looked at Liu Yunqi coldly.

"City Lord Liu, ten years ago you led someone to destroy my branch of the Murong family."

"Today's grievances should be settled!"

Liu Yunqi looked indifferent, showing no remorse for what happened back then, and said with a cold snort:

"Your distant family uncle colluded with the Demon Sect, and this old man helped Zhengdao get rid of the scourge of martial arts. I have a clear conscience!"

"It goes without saying that it's so great." Murong Xiyin's lips twitched with sarcasm, "I have evidence to prove that you did it because you were greedy for the Murong family's unique skills."

"If you don't believe me, just wait three days later, and the lord in Tianqi City will announce the truth to the world."

When Liu Yunqi heard the words, he looked anxious. Did someone leave evidence back then?
Lei Wujie had already seen from Liu Yunqi's facial expression that he was guilty and afraid, and he despised this shameless person even more in his heart.

"Liu Yunqi!" Su Muyu yelled violently, "You despicable and shameless person, you must have done a lot of conscienceless things in your life!"

"It's a pity that you only have one life, which is not enough to pay for all the sins you have committed in your life."

As soon as the words fell, sword energy erupted all over his body, and the sky soon became dark clouds, and it gradually began to rain.

"Master, why did it suddenly rain on a sunny day?" Wu Shuang asked curiously.

"Every outstanding swordsman will have a different sword posture. For example, Li Hanyi can attract flying snow from all directions when she strikes a sword. Zhan Tian nourishes his sword with anger, and Luo Qingyang's sword is desolate."

"As for Su Muyu, the sword is as strong as his name, it is rain."

Song Yanhui's expression gradually became serious, with a bad premonition.

Taking advantage of the rain, Su Muyu swung out one sword after another, the sword energy surged with the sound of wind and thunder, the sword momentum was like the tide, and the wave was higher than the wave.

"This is the real Spring Rain swordsmanship of Wujian City!" Liu Yunqi's eyes showed greed, and he swung the Canglongfang in his hand.

"When the sword reaches the wind and cloud, smile and watch the cloud rise."

However, his flowing sword was quickly shattered by the spring rain with the sound of wind and thunder, leaving several sword wounds on Liu Yunqi again.

"No, your move is still wrapped with Li Hanyi's Hidden Sword, Wind and Thunder." Liu Yunqi shouted in surprise.

Then he looked angry: "You use other people's tricks to win me, and the victory is useless."

"Your father is under Jiuquan, and he doesn't want you to take revenge in this way."

"It's better to use your Zhuo family's real exquisite swordsmanship to defeat me."

Lei Wujie couldn't help vomiting loudly: "Fuck! Old dog Liu, you have such a thick skin that even Su Changhe would feel ashamed."

"You can be a city lord once, no wonder Wushuang City has become so trash!"

"Shut up, don't insult me, Wushuang City!" Song Yan shouted angrily with the sword back.

"He's not wrong. You Shameless City will only choose things that are beneficial to you."

Murong Xiyin stood side by side with Lei Wujie, accidentally speaking for him.

Then he turned his attention to Su Muyu: "Brother Su, just kill Old Dog Liu, he is no longer worthy of living in this world."

"If you want to kill me, his sword is not enough!" Liu Yunqi turned around in a circle, the sword energy around him swirled around him, and then he swung violently.

"Ride the sword to the nine heavens, and the dragon's voice will fall into the underworld!"

Su Muyu took out the oil-paper umbrella behind her back, and said with a sneer, "One sword is not enough, what about eighteen swords?"

After finishing speaking, he turned the handle of the umbrella, seventeen sharp blades danced in the rain, deciphered Liu Yunqi's sword move, trapped it in it, pulled his left hand vigorously, and then let go of it suddenly.Those thin blades flying in the air suddenly lost their support and poured down like evening rain.

"Too bad, this is the Eighteen Sword Formation of Anhe." Liu Yunqi's face changed drastically, and he couldn't break through the sword formation with all his might.

You can only change your strategy and switch from offense to defense.

"No, Grand Master will die if this continues!" Wu Shuang immediately made a decision.

"Yu Ruyi, get out of the sheath!" With a whisper, he flicked his finger lightly at a sword in the sword box, but saw a jade sword spinning in the air, and shot towards Su Muyu.