Stunning beauty

The cold moon shines brightly.

Freeze to death.

In the small courtyard, Li Ziye and Mu Bai were sitting there with small benches, admiring the moon and making a concave shape.

"Brother Li, did you really come to see me on purpose?" Mu Bai looked at the night sky and asked.

"Of course."

Li Ziye replied affirmatively, "Otherwise, what am I doing in this barren mountain?"

"When are we leaving?"

Mu Bai continued to ask.

"tomorrow."

Li Ziye replied, "There are still a lot of things waiting for me to do in the capital, busy."

Hearing this, Mu Bai revealed a thoughtful look on his face, and said, "Tomorrow, Senior Ye will be back?"

"Correct."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "Your Highness has a noble status and cannot be left unprotected."

"If I beat Brother Li, can I also go back?" Mu Bai said seriously.

Li Ziye was stunned, and quickly came back to his senses, nodded and said, "Theoretically, that's the case. However, His Highness is currently injured, and in case of an old injury, the loss outweighs the gain."

"It's alright, I'm measured."

Mu Bai said calmly, "It's been a long time since I have discussed with Brother Li, today is a rare opportunity to compare some tricks."

"Ok."

Li Ziye thought for a while, then got up and responded, "I accept your challenge, Your Highness, be careful, I am the gatekeeper boss, it is not so easy to defeat."

He likes bullying the wounded the most!

Mu Bai had heard the former's strange words, but he didn't take them seriously, he held his right hand empty, and the Longyuan Sword flew towards the room through the air. m.biqmgè

"Handsome!"

Seeing this, Li Ziye praised him, then ran into the house and took out his sword.

Handsome but can't be eaten!

Mu Bai looked at the actions ahead, and said helplessly, "Brother Li, please."

"How about this, you are injured, we can't keep fighting, how about fifty strokes to determine the outcome, within fifty strokes, if you can't win, you will lose." Li Ziye said very seriously.

"Fifty strokes?"

Mu Bai frowned, and said, "Brother Li's strength is not what it used to be. Within fifty moves, it's very difficult for me to win Brother Li."

"Your Highness, I am not discussing with you, I am just informing you."

Li Ziye grinned and said, "This is my territory, of course I have to set the rules, if I fight or not, I will continue to enjoy the moon."

"beat!"

Mu Bai condensed his expression and responded.

"On the road!"

Li Ziye responded, and his figure disappeared instantly, without any prelude, he slashed down with his sword.

Mu Bai focused his eyes, turned his body slightly, avoiding the edge of the sword, and thrust out the Long Yuan sword at a strange angle, and counterattacked forcefully.

"Almost forgot, His Highness's sword, within three feet, is the most accurate in the world."

Li Ziye folded back, avoiding the sword edge on his chest, and immediately slapped the ground with his palm, taking advantage of the momentum, swept his legs, and attacked the fourth prince in front of him.

"Brother Li's speed is also faster than before!"

Mu Bai stepped back immediately, stepped on his feet, and once again bullied him, piercing the air with his sword, stabbing at the same position.

"Keng!"

The two swords merged, sparks flew everywhere, within a short distance, Li Ziye reached out and clasped Mu Bai's arm holding the sword, intending to remove the sword in his hand.

Unexpectedly, the sword in Mu Bai's hand turned backwards and slashed backwards.

Between three feet, when it comes to the control of the sword, no one in the younger generation can compare with the Fourth Prince of the Great Shang.

Neither can Li Ziye.

As the sword edge approached, Li Ziye had no choice but to retract his hand, turning his palm into a fist, and punching out.

Mu Bai did not dodge or dodge, and greeted him with a palm.

There was a bang as fists and palms met, and Mu Bai stepped back half a step. In the competition of strength of zhenqi, he was actually slightly behind.

"Ok?"

Mu Bai stabilized his figure, showing surprise on his face.

"Accidents are not surprises, surprises are not surprises!"

After Li Ziye said a word, he raised his true energy again, his incomparably mighty true energy vibrated, and he chased the four princes in front of him to compete in the strength of his true energy.

Mu Bai, who had already suffered a small loss, would use his own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths, chop off with the Long Yuan sword in his hand, and break the wind with his divine weapons.

As one of the Four Great Talents of the younger generation, Mu Bai's combat quality is the most outstanding among his peers.

Soon, the battle between the two turned into a competition of sword moves.

Speed, accuracy, and strength are all exquisite.

"boom!"

In a blink of an eye, more than twenty quick sword moves clashed, and the two magic soldiers crossed the night sky at the same time, the sword tips collided, and the sword energy violently oscillated.

The battle situation was separated in an instant.

"Flying Immortal Art!"

Three steps away, Li Ziye stepped forward, and the flying fairy rose again.

Seeing this, a strange look flashed in Mu Bai's eyes, and he swung his sword, the sword energy pierced through the air, and he forcibly grabbed the move.

The moment the sword qi approached, Li Ziye's figure flitted out to avoid the sword qi, but the moves were not finished, and the number of moves was still affected.

In the blink of an eye, Li Ziye flew in front of Mu Bai, and Chun Jun slashed down with dazzling sharpness.

however.

Mu Bai was waiting for this moment.

The Flying Immortal Art, which was affected by the move, was not perfect. The moment Chun Jun fell, the Longyuan Sword passed by Chun Jun's sword and pierced the former's chest.

"Bah!"

At the moment of crisis, Li Ziye's figure forcibly turned to avoid the sword's edge.

"Flying with one sword!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the sword in Mu Bai's hand changed suddenly, Feihong struck out with a sword, taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

"boom!"

An inch in front of his chest, Chun Jun blocked Longyuan, a huge force came, Li Ziye stepped back half a step, and the hand holding the sword felt numb.

Feng Shui took turns, this time, it was Li Ziye who suffered a small loss.

However, before the victory was decided, Mu Bai stepped forward, and the offensive continued and became more and more fierce.

On the other hand, Li Ziye was controlled by one move, and the situation gradually changed from offense to defense.

Between offense and defense, the two clashed again for more than twenty moves. Suddenly, Li Ziye shouted loudly, and his whole body burst out with true energy.

"The eighth form of the Flying Immortal Jue!"

When Mu Bai heard this, a look of astonishment flashed across his face, he turned the sword in his hand, immediately withdrew his moves, gathered all his strength, and prepared to forcibly accept the eighth move of the legendary Feixian Jue.

Mu Bai's offensive stopped, Li Ziye slapped the former's sword with his palm, took advantage of the momentum to retreat ten steps away, stepped on the ground, the stone slab under him cracked inch by inch, and shouted, "The eighth form, fifty moves have arrived!"

After saying that, Li Ziye restrained his whole body and grinned, "Your Highness, you haven't passed the test!"

Mu Bai was startled, and smiled wryly, "Brother Li, you are so cunning!"

"Soldiers never tire of deceit!"

Li Ziye smiled and said, "Who made you so curious, instead of chasing after the victory, you insist on seeing what the eighth form looks like."

"The eighth form of the Flying Immortal Jue has never been seen before, so I naturally want to see it."

Mu Bai said helplessly, "Brother Li, have you really mastered the eighth form?"

"of course not."

Li Ziye said innocently, "Hurry up, one day I will suddenly understand the trick, and I will be able to practice it."

"Look at the moon."

Mu Bai shook his head helplessly, waved his sword away, walked back to the small bench, and continued to be in a daze.

Li Ziye ran back to the house, put down the sword, then sat down beside Mu Bai, and said, "Your Highness, I have a suggestion for you."

"What suggestion?" Mu Bai asked puzzled.

"Change a sword."

Li Ziye said softly, "His Highness's sword is so accurate, Long Yuan, but it is not sharp enough to match His Highness, His Highness needs a sword that is unparalleled in sharpness."

Hearing this, Mu Bai fell silent for a long time, then said softly, "Long Yuan has been with me for nearly ten years."

"Then recast."

Li Ziye took out two dragon scales from his bosom, stuffed them into the former's hand, and said, "This is the hardest dragon scale next to Teng Snake Ni Scale, there are three in total, one is given to the little monk, and both are given to you." , the royal family should have its own great swordsmith, who can help you recast Longyuan."

Speaking of this, Li Ziye took out a few more bottles of dragon blood from his bosom, stuffed them, and continued, "This is the blood of the Teng snake, although it is not heart blood, but it should be enough for tempering the sword, and I will give it all to you. "