My kung fu has been enlightened by myself

Mu Yueyun on the opposite bank was always watching the stream while keeping an eye on his movements. If Mu Yueyun discovered the existence of the silver needle, there would be many more variables.

Chu Zhou's eyes moved, and his spiritual power was released to form a big hand to grab the top of the stream. There was clearly nothing there, but Mu Yueyun didn't care about it. Whenever he saw him make a move, he gathered his grasping hands and grabbed that place.

At this moment, Chu Zhou, taking advantage of Mu Yueyun's attention being attracted, dissipated the superficial grabbing hand, used his other hand to gather spiritual power, and grabbed the aquatic plants.

Chi!
Unexpectedly, when Chu Zhou's magic palm turned into a spiritual power, when it touched the silver needle, a hole was directly poked out, and the silver needle had already broken away from the original stuck hole due to being stroked by the spiritual power palm. position, flowing down the stream.

In the blink of an eye, this short silver needle will be completely hidden in the mud, sand and streams, and will disappear completely. Chu Zhou dare not even blink his eyes. Control the force, form two fingers, pinch the silver needle falling in the water, and throw it out of the water.

bass--

When the silver needle was thrown out of the water, a sharp sword sounded in the valley, which shocked everyone's heartstrings.

The treasures of the former sages that appeared in the whole party were unique and could cause such a vision, and everyone looked over in shock.

Mu Yueyun on the other side was frightened and angry. He was swayed by Chu Zhou, and his attention was all in the wrong direction. At this time, he hurriedly dispersed the grabbing hand, but he was a step too late when he wanted to compete with Chu Zhou for the silver needle. .

Chu Zhou jumped up and caught the silver needle firmly, his brows beaming with joy.

"Your Liuguang swordsmanship has been blessed by the former sage's true meaning of swordsmanship, and the concentration of sword energy has been improved. The progress of enlightening the true meaning of swordsmanship is 1%."

good stuff!
This should be the sword intent left behind by a certain senior of the Heavenly Sword Sect's lifelong perception of the sword. As long as he can comprehend the mysteries of it, not to mention the great increase in the strength of the sword, at least he can understand by analogy and improve the foundation of swordsmanship.

Everyone was jealous, like this kind of treasure, even the elders in the door hadn't seen it a few times, and the elders who put the elixir in the upstream looked at each other and smiled wryly. Normally, they couldn't help but come over and want to Observed one or two.

The luck of this "outer sect" disciple is really excellent.

According to the rules of the party, whoever gets the treasure is basically that person's.

But Mu Yueyun didn't care about these things. From the beginning to the end, he thought that Chu Zhou had invaded his territory, and obtained the silver needle sword intent under his nose, which made his lungs explode.

The party had come to an end, and he didn't care about it anymore. He drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed at Chu Zhou, and said angrily, "Boy, you bullied me too much. You must lie down and go out today!"

Nine of the top ten people in the upper reaches had stood up and were about to leave. Seeing Mu Yueyun ignoring the rules, Zhuang Feiyu said, "Junior Brother Mu, the pills and treasures on the small gathering all depend on your own chance, you can't force it."

That being said, he didn't intend to come over to persuade the fight, but just performed a little bit of the obligation of hosting.

Mu Yueyun stared at Chu Zhou closely, not selling anyone's face, but said: "This guy took advantage of the party opening and I had no time for him to take care of him, so he took up the position of my branch. Such behavior is no different from stealing chickens and dogs. He has What are the qualifications to obtain these treasures? Besides, the party rules clearly stated that everything is conceited except for life and death. If he dares to come to my side, I have every reason to let him spit out the treasures he got!"

At first glance, his nonsensical reasoning really made sense, and some other people were also eager to move in their hearts.

Zhuang Feiyu smiled, looked at Chu Zhou, and said, "Junior Chu Zhou, right? Why don't you return the things to Junior Brother Mu?"

What he said was entirely out of his own bad taste, and it was not a big deal.

Those with a strong sense of integrity among the top ten have already frowned.

Mu Yueyun laughed triumphantly, and even Zhuang Feiyu, who was ranked second in the top ten, stood by his side, making him even more confident.

"I'll give Senior Brother Zhuang a face. As long as you return the things to me, I can let you go and save you from the pain of flesh and blood."

He completely regarded Chu Zhou as a fish on the chopping board, and he took what he gave and took what he took.

Chu Zhou ignored him, but glanced at Zhuang Feiyu and asked, "Is this the rule?"

Zhuang Feiyu nodded and said with a smile, "This is the rule."

"Yes, I understand." Chu Zhou also nodded, but stretched out his left hand to Mu Yueyun, and said, "Take out the bottles of pills you got just now, especially Wufang Dan."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, Mu Yueyun stared at him like an idiot, and said, "Are you out of your mind?"

"Look, isn't it normal for you?" Chu Zhou laughed and shook his head, and then said, "If you don't want to suffer from flesh and blood, just hand it over obediently."

After a brief confrontation of a few words, everyone came to their senses. Mu Yueyun was suppressed by his IQ. He scolded himself and didn't say anything. He was even looked down upon by this outer disciple, and instead treated him in his own way. body.

At this time, Mu Yueyun couldn't react anymore, and he was no longer worthy of being a core disciple of the inner sect. His blood surged up, and he let out a roar, and Jian Guang came across the river with boundless power.

Although angry, Mu Yueyun's sword is still not out of standard, the sword energy is restrained and concise, and the body and sword unite like a cyan rainbow laser, which is exactly the key to the wind-chasing swordsmanship.

The onlookers once again felt that their eyes were not enough, they couldn't see Mu Yueyun, they could only see a blue light connecting the two banks of the stream, the sword light had just risen, and it had already pierced Chu Zhou's chest, it seemed that within one breath, blood would be drawn Splash on the spot.

Wind-chasing Kuaijian is a swordsmanship for killing people, and there are no extra tricks at all.

Several elders who were still watching the theater far upstream were terrified by this sword, and hurriedly flew towards Yujian, but they also knew in their hearts that even if they stood by, they might not be able to stop them, let alone now Woolen cloth.

Clang——

The crisp and chilling metal vibrato resounded inside and outside the Jianxi Valley this time. A little light first leaked from the scabbard of the Han Yeling Sword, and then saw the endless emerald green coloring the sky, and in an instant, it formed a nearly ten feet dazzling Sword Qi, like the lonely crescent moon in the sky, fell into his hands.

Ling Lie's sword energy was piercingly cold, and just as everyone felt a chill, they heard a loud bang, which was the sound of violent vibration of the sword.

Mu Yueyun was in mid-air, his eyes full of confidence to win, and he went forward with his sword until he saw the rising sword light.

Although I saw it, it was too late to have any thoughts, and the cyan rainbow light collided with the Cuibi sword.

In Mu Yueyun's cognition, the invincible wind-chasing swordsmanship did not cut anything this time, but was scattered by Chu Zhou's arc light. It flew upside down and landed in the grass on the other side of the stream.

Little drops of blood are sprinkled in the stream, on the pebbles, and in the grass, which is extremely coquettish.

The sword lights of the elders just fell from the sky at this time, but they landed in the wrong place, and they all looked at Chu Zhou who put the sword into the sheath in horror and inexplicable.

They seemed to understand why Ding Sheng, the core disciple of Purple Cloud Sect, lost.