Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

Jun Linyue looked at the half-remaining sword in his hand, his whole body trembled suddenly, his lowered face was stained with resentment and unwillingness.Yao Sword Sect's practice is all swordsmanship, now that he has lost his weapon, victory or defeat is self-evident.

Mo Chaqing put away the sword, wiped the blood on her face, turned to look at Jun Linyue's back, and cupped her hands, "Leader Jun, admit it."

After all, without waiting for Jun Linyue's answer, he flicked his sleeves and jumped off the martial field, as if he didn't pay attention to the other party anymore.Everyone watched Mo Chaqing return to Daoist Duanhong's side, and they all opened their mouths in astonishment, as if they couldn't believe what happened just now.

Daoist Duanhong stroked his beard, and said triumphantly: "Huh, what are you looking at, this is the end of underestimating my first Jing-Guan. How about it, you are really scared!"

After saying this, he clasped his hands together and laughed a few times, making the crowd even more surprised.The veins on Mo Chaqing's forehead bulged slightly, and he tugged at his sleeve, "Master! If you continue to mess around, I will make you go to Siguoya."

Daoist Duan Hong immediately suppressed his smile, and flattened his mouth in aggrieved way, "I see, I see, you are really a person, you are not cute at all."

At this time, Jun Linyue also stepped off the stage, but no one looked at him again.The Yao Sword Sect greeted the head, and then left silently, without the demeanor of the first sect.

Seeing that everyone was still immersed in the competition just now, Yue Shuyan rested for a while before proceeding to the next competition.Fei Yuanguang was not disappointed to win, and after the game, he surrounded Ling Musheng and shouted loudly.

After this day's competition, the martial arts conference has also entered the final stage, and there are only four sects left——Closed Moon Palace, Magic Dragon Gang, Chujingguan and Nether Valley.The four will have a competition the next day, and the winner will be able to compete for the title of martial arts leader.

After dinner, Feng Xiangyue didn't go back to her room.It wasn't until the bright moon hung high and the silver glow spread everywhere that Hai Jing found him in the courtyard.

Seeing Feng Xiangyue standing under the shadow of mottled trees, with a serious expression, Hai Jing stepped forward to take his arm, and whispered softly in his ear: "I don't go back to my room in the middle of the night, what are you thinking about?"

Feng Xiangyue glanced at him, "It's nothing...I'm just thinking about what happened today."

"What happened today? You mean the competition between Brother Mo and Jun Linyue?" Hai Jing waved his hand indifferently, and pulled him with a smile, "Today Jun Linyue has no power to fight back against Brother Mo, and he has already been defeated by the Yao Sword Sect." The embarrassment of his face and the loss of his majesty paved the way for the new leader. But this has little to do with us, after all, our goal is not the leader of the martial arts."

Feng Xiangyue snorted, "Of course I'm not thinking of Jun Linyue, but your old friend Mo Chaqing."

Hai Jing froze for a moment, then put both hands on Feng Xiangyue's shoulders, facing him and said seriously: "Well, brother Mo is indeed handsome and majestic, but... I think I'm more suitable for you, don't miss him , think about me more."

Seeing Hai Jing's serious smile, Feng Xiangyue couldn't help but gritted his teeth and patted his shoulder, "Are you here to find fault? Tomorrow our opponent is Chu Jingguan, and they might still send Mo Chaqing to fight. Not the time to joke around."

"I know." Hai Jing immediately apologized, and hugged Feng Xiangyue into his arms, "Don't worry, I will fight Brother Mo tomorrow, and I will find a way to defeat him."

Unexpectedly, Feng Xiangyue shook his head, "No, tomorrow's competition is up to me."

Hai Jing was startled, and stared at Feng Xiangyue quickly, "Do you have a way to deal with Brother Mo?"

"No, but no matter what, I will definitely send you to the battlefield of the decisive battle. The last competition must be concluded by you. It is up to you to decide whether to use the name of Hai Lan Zhuang or Nether Valley."

Feng Xiangyue's expression was serious for a moment, as if taking an oath.Hai Jing looked into his eyes, feeling warm in his heart, "You..."

Feng Xiangyue tilted her head slightly, and interrupted him, "Stop talking nasty words, just don't lose the decisive battle."

"Don't worry, even if it's for you, I won't allow myself to fail." Hai Jing said, hugging Feng Xiangyue tightly, stroking the back of his neck, smiling happily, "Xiang Yue, I'm really getting better and better." I like you more."

"Fool." Feng Xiangyue cursed with a smile, and reached out to hug Hai Jing back.Suddenly Hai Jing picked his chin, leaned closer, and said with a smile: "By the way, last time's work was interrupted because of Xuelian Pavilion, let's continue today."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiangyue immediately pushed Hai Jing away and walked out of the forest, "Whoever wants to continue with you, go back to the room and sleep."

"But because I came out to look for you, I don't feel sleepy anymore. How are you going to compensate me?" Hai Jing said, following him.When Feng Xiangyue saw Hai Jing reaching out to pull her, she sneered and ran away in the forest while avoiding Hai Jing.Hai Jing couldn't help laughing, chasing him and running around among the trees, the two of them were fighting like children, the laughter echoed endlessly.

Suddenly there was a sound of "sand" in the forest, and a figure walked away from the bushes, almost bumping into Feng Xiangyue head-on.Feng Xiangyue hurriedly backed away, only to see Hua Jiutang suddenly standing in front of him.His face turned pale, he stood still like a child who had made a mistake, and said falteringly, "Master, master."

Hua Jiutang was still wearing an ocher robe, but the silk around his neck was not covered.He glanced at Hai Jing and Feng Xiangyue lightly, "It's the rest time now, why are you two still playing here?"

It was only then that Feng Xiangyue remembered that Hua Jiutang's house was not far away, hesitated for a while, and finally did not say a word, but lowered his head lower and lower.Hai Jing hurriedly took the lead, "Mr. Hua, you are out here at this time, do you think there is something important? Is there anything we can do to help?"

Seeing that Hai Jing changed the subject, Hua Jiutang stopped interrogating him, "Qian Huan said he was hungry, so I'll come out to find something to eat."

Hai Jing said "Oh" and pointed to the dining room, "Mr. Hua, there are still some cakes and steamed buns left over there, you can give them to Senior Ji..."

"How can I take out the leftovers, I will cook for Qianhuan myself." Hua Jiutang shook his head, turned around and walked outside the forest, "I'm going to the dining room, you two have already Take some rest, don't affect tomorrow's competition."

Haijing and Feng Xiangyue responded respectfully, and when Hua Jiutang left, the two breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at each other.Hai Jing couldn't help but chuckled, and whispered, "Looking at your master, Ji Qianhuan's attitude may have improved, and you will have another master."

"Now you still have the mind to joke, hurry up, don't disturb Master and Ji Qianhuan's rest." Feng Xiangyue bumped Hai Jing with his elbow, dragged him and walked towards the room where the two lived.Hai Jing followed him, grimacing from time to time, seeing Feng Xiangyue cast a warning glance, he couldn't help laughing again, the corners of his brows and eyes were full of pampering.

The two went back to their room to rest overnight, and the next day they went to the martial arts field with everyone from Nether Valley.When they came to the top of the mountain, they saw that there were a lot more people in the open space than the previous few days, everyone was full of excitement, it seemed that everyone was very interested in the competition between today and tomorrow.

Seeing this posture, Feng Xiangyue just hummed lightly, then walked calmly and stepped onto the stage with her sword in hand.Seeing the Lord of the Nether Valley appearing on the stage, everyone in the audience shouted again and again, some people were looking forward to it, while others were disdainful and insulting, the open space was noisy and noisy.

Mo Chaqing went to the martial field amidst the boiling voices, and politely cupped his hands at Feng Xiangyue, "I didn't expect you to come to fight today and give advice."

Feng Xiangyue didn't return the salute, but said indifferently: "Why, the opponent is not Hai Jing, are you disappointed?"

Mo Chaqing shook her head slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "No, the opponent is not him, but it made me feel much more at ease."

Feng Xiangyue's eyes sank, and there was displeasure in his words, "Are you underestimating me?"

"That's not the case. It's just that I've heard about your excellent swordsmanship for a long time, and I've always wanted to ask for advice. Since I'm playing against you today, I've put the outcome aside. I just treat it as a sparring, not a competition." Mo Chaqing let go of his hands , with a flick of his side, the Taoist robe moved with the breeze, indescribably detached and independent.

Feng Xiangyue had always believed that Mo Chaqing had a restrained temperament and acted calmly, but at this moment he finally felt the awe-inspiring fighting spirit gushing from him, which was mixed with a bit of anticipation and a lot of respect.Feng Xiangyue felt a sense of awe in his heart, raised his Luoxia sword, and said with a light smile: "Since that's the case, I won't be polite to you, Brother Mo, please."

Mo Chaqing's imperceptible smile deepened a little, "You have been with Hai Jing for a long time, and you have even adopted his accent when you speak."

"This is what I say from the bottom of my heart and has nothing to do with him." After Feng Xiangyue said, he stood upright with his sword in his hand, as if intending to let Mo Chaqing make the move first.Mo Chaqing raised his right hand to the hilt of the sword, and everyone thought that he would wait like yesterday, but unexpectedly, the sword suddenly struck out, and a silver rainbow pierced the sky, heading straight for Feng Xiangyue's face!

This move is not slow, but Feng Xiangyue's swordsmanship was passed down by Hua Jiutang, and his strength is superior, and he has already seen the opponent's attack line clearly.When he was dodging sideways, he stretched out his long sword and stabbed at Mo Chaqing's chest, but he didn't prevent the Luoxia Sword from trembling midway, and directly hit Mo Chaqing's sword.

Just hearing the sound of "Dang", the two swords had already slashed together, and from the eyes of the crowd below, it seemed that Feng Xiangyue reluctantly caught this move.Feng Xiangyue's eyes moved, and the sword light flashed to attack Mo Chaqing's lower body, but the sword edge only scratched the opponent's hem, and then missed the ground.

Feng Xiangyue saw that the sword had missed, and hurriedly stepped back a few steps to get out of the opponent's attack range.He tightened his hand holding the sword, and stopped attacking rashly. Instead, he thought silently in his heart. It is true that he could not touch the opponent simply by using the sword, but what method did Mo Chaqing use to make his sword die at the end? Offset for a moment?So what would happen if it wasn't a long sword?

Thinking of this, Feng Xiangyue loosened his fingers and threw the Luoxia Sword to the ground.With the clear sound of the long sword falling to the ground, the crowd was shocked, their eyes widened and they stared at the table, wondering what Feng Xiangyue was planning.

Mo Chaqing was also taken aback, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"