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The seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month, night!

The hazy clouds and mist cover the moonlight, adding to the duel the brilliant colors ethereal in the clouds.

Many people like to seek perfection and set the date of the duel on a full-moon night. Murong Qiudi doesn't particularly care about this. She neither pursues perfection nor imperfection, and just chooses the date at will.

She asked Qin Mengyao for a decisive battle tonight.

It's not because tonight has any special meaning, nor is it because of the bonus moonlight, but because she randomly picked a day off on the almanac.

Having just founded the Yingui Sect, Murong Qiudi was very busy with work and did not have much free time.

Qin Mengyao stood lightly on the ring.

The arena was built by Bu Ying. It is a medium-sized island, shaped like a date, with a length of about 270 feet and a widest point of 150 feet.

Bu Ying ordered his people to polish the island and use it as a platform for the battle. There were rocks all around. In addition, the internal energy swept through during the competition caused strong winds that could easily overturn the boat and kill people. If you don't have enough martial arts, don't watch the battle.

This is a duel between a fairy and a witch. It’s not a showmanship. It doesn’t require so many people to watch the battle.

Come if you are brave enough, leave if you are not brave enough.

The fairy may be more reasonable, but the witch will definitely not be unreasonable. If she is offended, she will hit the door with the rules of the world, and no one can control it.

Shen Lian took a boat to watch the battle on the island. In order not to affect them, he deliberately stayed far away.

After waiting for about half a quarter of an hour, a large ship slowly sailed from a distance. Murong Qiudi stood on the bow of the ship, with a sword hanging on his waist. The sea breeze ruffled his hair, revealing a beautiful face, with a frown and a smile. All of them make people feel fascinated and even make them lose their will to fight.

A hero is brave and courageous, and it is difficult for him to defeat a country with a smile.

Murong Qiudi did not go directly to the ring, but glanced at Bu Ying who was making the rounds: "If I win, please pay 30% of the proceeds as my reward."

Bu Ying exclaimed: "Thirty percent profit?"

Murong Qiudi said: "Bu Ying, I am not discussing with you, I am informing you that if you don't want to pay the reward, then expect my defeat!"

Bu Ying said coldly: "Master Murong, this is against the rules. What if I don't give it?"

Murong Qiudi glanced at Bu Ying lightly, with an understatement, but Bu Ying took a few steps back. His face turned pale, as if he was being targeted by an evil spirit.

Although he knew he was defeated by Murong Qiudi, the rules could not be broken. Otherwise, every time there was a decisive battle, someone would find excuses to ask for rewards. How could a "gamble" have any dignity?

Murong Qiudi smiled and said: "If you don't give it, then I will make a bet with you and use your life as a bet to settle our grudges."

Bu Ying sneered and said: "Master Murong, I have been in the world for so many years. I am not scared. There is no gambling game in the world that I dare not take. You have to figure it out. If I don't dare to take it, this head will be yours." "

Murong Qiudi said: "Don't bother, you can take a boat out to sea from here. If you can reach Fuso Island within sixty days, you will win."

The two people's voices were not loud, but the surrounding heroes were already talking about it. Shen Lian explained in a low voice: "This is Murong Qiudi's plan. The more indifferent she is, the greater the pressure on Qin Mengyao, and the harder it is to keep the sword's heart clear."

Feng Siniang rolled her eyes at Shen Lian: "Sister, there is no need to worry about Mengyao. Mengyao stands with a sword, integrating with the nature of heaven and earth, and remains unchanged in response to all changes."

Jin Bingyun whispered: "I can understand!"

Of course Jin Bingyun can understand.

She doesn't have much combat experience, but she is a high-end game among high-end games, and she has fought against all masters.

In a duel between masters, the winner can be determined by half an inch.

Psychological warfare is a very important part.

As long as it can disturb the opponent's mood, even if the martial arts gap is huge, it can still be dealt with. If someone's mood is broken, the martial arts will seriously decline.

Murong Qiudi and Bu Ying discussed the bet not for the 30% profit, but to attack Qin Mengyao.

Qin Mengyao stood tall and motionless as a mountain, while Murong Qiudi's numerous calculations were all fleeting.

Although the two were strangers to each other, they were aware of each other's mood at the same time. They stopped pretending and stood on both sides of the ring at the same time, drawing their swords in their hands and holding the sword across their chests.

"Hiss~~"

Shen Lian took a long breath.

Jin Bingyun's heart suddenly twitched, mistakenly thinking that Qin Mengyao was at a disadvantage, and asked: "Husband, is there something wrong with Mengyao's posture? Is she at a disadvantage?"

There were some smart people in the theater crowd, knowing that it was difficult to see clearly in the dark, so they gathered next to Shen Lian's boat.

Let's listen to Shen Lian analyze the battle situation.

Secondly, if the sea wind blows and the ship capsizes, Shen Lian can take action in time to save their lives.

Even though Shen Lian has a heart of stone, the Fairy Jingzhai beside Shen Lian is actually a bodhisattva of great kindness and compassion.

Shen Lian shook his head: "This posture is really inappropriate. If a man does it, it's no big deal. If a woman does it, wouldn't it be a huge loss if she accidentally cuts herself?"

Everyone: ((-_-)-_-)-_-)

Jin Bingyun swore that if there weren't so many people here and Shen Lian's face needed to be taken care of, she would definitely kick Shen Lian into the sea and let him wash away the filth in his mind.

Damn it!

What a huge bastard!

Is his brain broken?

Murong Qiudi said softly: "I have long wanted to learn Cihang Jingzhai's sword canon. Unfortunately, over the years, no one except girls has been able to practice the sword's heart clearly."

Qin Mengyao shook his head slightly: "The clear heart of the sword is not the limit of the sword canon. It is just a node in the practice process. You are the descendant of Yin Gui. You should know that above this, there are also techniques of letting go and seclusion."

Murong Qiudi said: "Is there someone in Jingzhai who has mastered the art of throwing hands? I wonder which senior master it is?"

Qin Mengyao said: "It's the master!"

Murong Qiudi sneered and said: "The realm of sword canon must be advanced step by step. I admire your master's character and wisdom very much, but her martial arts realm is just a telepathy, far from the clarity of the sword's heart."

Qin Mengyao suddenly raised his head: "The one who is bound by the realm is not the descendant of Jingzhai, but you. Who said that you must cultivate the clear heart of the sword before you can master the technique of throwing hands?"

Murong Qiudi was stunned. For the first time since the confrontation, Qin Mengyao suppressed his anger and argued: "My master has mastered the art of throwing, why is it that no one in the world knows about it? Your master has a wide circle of friends, and the realm of martial arts is not a secret."

Qin Mengyao was very honest: "To be honest, I don't think the master can jump over the sword's heart and become clear, but the person who made the evaluation is an expert, so I have to believe it."

"I wonder who the master is?"

"Huweihou, Shen Lian!"

Qin Mengyao's voice was clear and sweet, but the moment the words fell, thunder rang out in the air.

"Boom! Click! Boom!"

The dark clouds and lightning generated by the interaction between heaven and man seemed not to fill the air and cover the bright moon, but to cover Murong Qiudi's heart and bombard her sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, she was mentally exhausted.

This flaw is insignificant, but if Qin Mengyao takes the opportunity to attack, he will definitely be at an absolute disadvantage.

Qin Mengyao did not take action.

The horizontal sword is held against the chest, and Yue Zhi Yuan Ting.

Qin Mengyao is giving her time to recover.

At the same time, this is also a bigger psychological attack.

The calmer Qin Mengyao behaved, the greater the pressure on Murong Qiudi. This was invisible pressure and could not be ignored by shouting a few slogans.

Murong Qiudi smiled and said: "He is indeed the strongest descendant of Jingzhai in the past three hundred years. He is indeed very powerful. In just a few words, my mind has been confused."

Qin Mengyao said softly: "He is worthy of being the tycoon of the Demon Sect who can rebuild the Yin Gui Sect. He is indeed very powerful. In just a few words, he has regained his composure."

The two looked at each other and smiled, feeling a little sympathetic to each other, but that was the end of the conversation. They had no other choice but to duel and release their energy at the same time.

Murong Qiudi's heart was completely opened, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many years surged into her heart without reservation.

The traces left by Xie Xiaofeng in her heart disappeared completely as the magic field spread and fluctuated, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, getting rid of the past, welcoming a new life, and entering a boundless realm.

From now on, she is just Murong Qiudi.

The sword in Qin Mengyao's hand emits a melodious sword cry, and enters the state of the sword's core being bright, resisting the all-pervasive interference of the devil, just like a proudly standing rock in the sea, unmoving despite the wind and rain.

The devil’s magic!

Cihang Sword Code!

Hundreds of years have passed since the two secret arts finally started to compete again. With the changes of time and the changes in the world, the magic field and the heart of the sword have become completely different.

Wu Zetian, with her supreme state and superb wisdom, deduced a further chapter of the Heavenly Demon Dafa, and perfected the Heavenly Demon Dafa to be comparable to the Taoist Heart Planting Demon Dafa.

The Cihang Sword Code has been revised and perfected for hundreds of years, and the sword's heart is clear and unstained by dust. Especially the revelation brought by Shen Lian to Qin Mengyao opened up a new path.

Who said that if you lose your virginity, you will be unable to reach the 18th level of the demon?

Who said Cihang Sword Code must be done step by step?

The two long swords traced a graceful trajectory, suddenly collided, and then separated, the natural magic field released waves of space collapse, rushing towards Qin Mengyao like a tidal wave. The sword has no other fluctuations.

In just an instant, the two beautiful figures who are all-powerful merged together, and the surrounding smoke was attracted by the two men's sword energy and turned into misty clouds.

Fight attack with attack, fight with speed, never retreat even half a step.

Murong Qiudi attacked with all his strength, and his sword energy followed the path of the magic field, seeming to be almost perfectly integrated with the nature of heaven and earth, turning into a dark vortex.

Qin Mengyao knew in her heart that Murong Qiudi had integrated the natural magic field with the exquisite swordsmanship. If she could not hold on for a moment, she would be sucked into the natural magic field, and even her immortal flesh and bones would be smashed into pieces.

It's as bright as the moon, when can I shake it off?

Qin Mengyao is like the bright moon in the night sky, like the moonlight reflected on the sea. No matter how the waves roar, it is just a mirror, the sea is still the sea, the bright moon is still the bright moon, and the sea wind is still howling fiercely.

The river and the sky were completely dustless, and there was only a solitary moon in the bright sky.

Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people?

The swords may have clashed hundreds of times, or maybe not once, because from the beginning to the end, there were only figures moving around, and no sound of collision.

This is not a loud sound or an invisible elephant, but Murong Qiudi's magic power of distorting space, forming fluctuations similar to a soundproof air shield on the sword edge. The two sides did exchange hundreds of swords, but there was indeed no contact.

Every time they come into contact, the fluctuations of Jian Dian's immortal energy and magic power will offset each other. Unknowingly, the two of them have formed a resonance and reached a different kind of synchronization.

The two swords were like two dragons, galloping across the arena, coming and going suddenly, writhing at will.

The clouds and smoke on the island also changed accordingly.

Although it does not have the destructive power of Shen Lian, the exquisiteness of the moves is jaw-dropping. The fairy's figure is unparalleled, and the witch's aura is alluring.

Demon dance!

The sky is connected with the clouds and waves, and the dawn fog is connected, and the stars are about to turn and dance with thousands of sails!

Murong Qiudi completely forgot herself and swung out a sword circle like a bright galaxy. Xie Xiaofeng's family swordsmanship and Yan Shisan's thirteen deadly swords have been integrated into her own system to create the secret sword of the magic field.

The sword cuts through graceful lines that are beyond human beauty and possess the ideal principles of heaven and earth. The sword's edge sparkles with cold light, like a long river of starlight, stabbing Qin Mengyao like a shooting star.

The sword light contains the magic power to captivate the soul. As long as Qin Mengyao's sword heart shows the slightest crack, it will be taken advantage of. If he is not careful, he will be defeated.

Qin Mengyao waved her wrist lightly, and the air flowed towards the blade of the Flying Wing Sword, condensing into a cloud and mist. Her whole body was hidden in the cloud and mist, and she was so beautiful that she was ashamed of the moon.

Cihang Sword Code is a perceptual martial art.

Cihang Jingzhai's martial arts has always been about spiritual training, and he doesn't care much about skills and moves.

When fighting against others, the sword's heart should be clear and clear, stick to one point, the mind should be like Bodhi, and be as motionless as a mountain. Use the clear and penetrating sword's heart to grasp the joys and sorrows of the world.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes.

The sword thrust by Qin Mengyao is quite similar to Shen Lian's self-created nameless spear technique.

The heavenly magic field surged like a tsunami, like the sky in the darkness, occasionally twinkling with stars, but the constant starlight was changing and changing.

Unknowingly, the two of them were fighting hundreds of moves.

Murong Qiudi used the fourteen deadly swords and also used the sword-stealing style to steal the sky and change the sun. His swordsmanship was superb.

Qin Mengyao also had no reservations. It was rumored that it was the "Sword Laughing Xuanyuan" trick left by Guang Chengzi. The two powerful moves canceled each other out, and the sword energy disappeared silently.

Both of them knew that if they continued to fight, even if they fought for three days and three nights, it would be difficult to determine the outcome.

The heavenly magic field cannot sweep Qin Mengyao.

The clear heart of the sword could not affect Murong Qiudi.

If it were normal times, the two of them would not mind talking about Taoism for three days and three nights, talking about the Tao in their hearts. Now that they each represent a sect, they must decide the winner as soon as possible.

With a thought, the sword follows your heart.

The clouds and mist on the entire island were condensed and gathered into a huge cloud of smoke. Everyone could only see two graceful figures and nothing else. Fortunately, they took action here and finally there was a collision sound. .

Only a series of collisions were heard, followed by a clash of blows like iron, and then the scream of swords.

The smoke disappeared and the figure appeared.

Murong Qiudi's sword stabbed Qin Mengyao on the left shoulder, and the blood stained her clothes red.

Qin Mengyao's sword was lying across Murong Qiudi's shoulder. With just a slight stroke to the left, he could cut his throat.

But it was the last move between the two of them. Murong Qiudi knew that he could not kill him, so he moved a few inches away and stabbed Qin Mengyao on the shoulder instead of the heart.

Qin Mengyao had no murderous intention in his heart, but for the sake of Jingzhai's name, he sacrificed his life to attack, allowing the sword edge to pierce his left shoulder, and placed the Flying Wing Sword across his shoulder.

Judging from the scene, although Qin Mengyao was injured, he had the advantage. It seemed that Qin Mengyao was the winner.

In practical terms, the two were tied.

Although Qin Mengyao's sword was able to cut through Murong Qiudi's throat, at the same time, the sword energy condensed on Murong Qiudi's sword edge exploded. Half of Qin Mengyao's body was bound to be shattered, and she was definitely unable to withstand the sword.

Bu Ying scratched the back of his head helplessly.

This is not easy to handle!

If Qin Mengyao wins, some punters must have said that Qin Mengyao was seriously injured, so how can he be considered a winner?

If Murong Qiudi wins, the gamblers who bet on Qin Mengyao will say that Qin Mengyao only suffered a flesh wound on his left shoulder, but it resisted Murong Qiudi's vitals. If Fairy Jingzhai had not been kind-hearted, the witch would have fallen.

The father-in-law said that the father-in-law was right, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was right.

Especially this matter involves money. In order to pay for the bet, there must be an earth-shaking quarrel. If Shen Lian hadn't been here, he would have drawn his sword.

Bu Ying did not dare to judge the outcome.

He said that Cihang Jingzhai won, and the Yingui faction blocked the door to compete with him. Can he defeat Chi Zunxin?

He said that the Yin Gui faction had won, and Qin Mengyao was Shen Lian's sister-in-law. Jin Bingyun blew a few words and asked Shen Lian to trouble him. Where could he hide?

What the hell should I do?

Just when Bu Ying scratched his head anxiously, Shen Lian clapped his hands and praised: "Okay, okay, fairies and witches have been fighting for hundreds of years. Sometimes the fairies win, sometimes the witches win, but it never ends in a draw.

The two of you, one is the most outstanding genius in the three hundred years of Cihang Jingzhai, and the other is a heroine who rebuilt the Yingui Sect. You should open up a new world.

How about treating this battle as a draw? "

Qin Mengyao said softly: "If Sister Murong's sword moves down a few inches, there will be a transparent hole in Mengyao's heart. Thank you for your mercy, sister."

Murong Qiudi smiled and said: "If the Qin family's sister makes a slight stroke with her sword, there will be a thin blood mark on my neck. Thank you for your mercy, sister."

The two people said this to tell everyone that they had just fought with each other in the last move and they were merciful.

Otherwise, they will surely perish together.

Qin Mengyao couldn't defeat Murong Qiudi's decisive attack.

Murong Qiudi could not stop Qin Mengyao's desperate efforts.

There is no deep hatred between the two, they just have to fight for the sake of the sect. Why should they fight to the death?

Qin Mengyao may not care about life and death, but Murong Qiudi doesn't want to let herself work hard for many years and get the old devil Chi Zunxin for nothing, which is absolutely not possible.

Murong Qiudi pulled out his sword, threw a bottle of antiseptic and muscle regenerating ointment to Qin Mengyao, and left on a building boat.

Jin Bingyun hurriedly took Qin Mengyao back.

Although Jin Bingyun does not have medical skills, his healing ability is extremely strong. He turned the Lingshuang Sword into a Heart Sword and let Qin Mengyao hold it, and the Heart Sword healed her injuries on its own.

I have to say that Lingshuang Sword is really convenient.

Sixty years of hard work are all worth it!

Bu Ying was busy dealing with gambling issues.

This time he made a lot of money.

On the surface, the gambling game only involves victory or defeat, but now it ends in a draw, so all you need to do is get your money back.

The secret gambling game had the option of a tie, and the odds were extremely high. The bettors were all rich people, and they made seven or eight hundred thousand taels. However, this part of the money needed to be divided into dividends to Murong Qiudi, and 50% was given directly.

It’s okay not to give it.

Murong Qiudi didn't mind gambling with him. (End of chapter)