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In the early morning of early autumn, the air is refreshing and pleasant. The sunlight passes through the trees and spreads densely and obliquely through the morning mist. The sky is as graceful as a colorful canvas hanging.

"It's really a good weather to kill people with swords." Ou Chuyang walked out of Meixintang in the golden morning.

"Why are there so many people?" Mu Wanqing followed her and looked at the bustling crowd outside the door in surprise.

Today, Deputy City Lord Mei will fight to the death with Chu Yuanyi. The alleys of Zhengxi Acropolis are empty, and tens of thousands of people flock to the street leading to the east gate of Meixintang to see you off.

Zhengxi Acropolis is not too big, with tens of thousands of people rushing to the streets together, which is very crowded. However, the crowd remains extremely quiet and there is no noise. Because the day before, many people ran around and told me: Watching the game tomorrow, you must not make noise, and you must not disturb the mood of Deputy City Lord Mei. When the masters showdown, a slight emotional fluctuation may affect the ending of life and death.

As a result, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes moved closely with respect and concern, following Ou Chuyang's pace, while tens of thousands of mouths were closed tightly, trying their best to prevent a single sound from making.

Ou Chuyang looked calm and nodded frequently with a confident smile. Mu Wanqing took a step back and followed behind her, watching Ou Chuyang walking towards the stage of decisive battle like a hero admired by everyone, facing the brilliant morning sun, her heart was uneasy and could not calm down. She couldn't help but stretch out her delicate jade hand to hold Ou Chuyang's dry and stable right hand.

Ou Chuyang turned around and smiled slightly, "Even the overwhelming tide of beasts can't hurt me a hair, let alone a mere Chu Yuanyi? Don't worry."

"Well." Mu Wanqing just nodded slightly, but made a decision in her heart: if Ou Chuyang was defeated by Chu Yuanyi's famous sword "Qiu Shui", she would immediately kill Chu Yuanyi, and she would never let him take advantage of the victory to chase and kill Ou Chuyang. Even if she violated the iron rule of the sword decision and was chased by masters from all over the world, she would be willing to do so.

Stepping onto the East Gate Tower, Di Zhenjie and his confidant subordinates and notaries had already been waiting here. Tens of thousands of people could not go up to the city tower to watch, so they blocked the entire East Gate from inside and outside the city, and looked at Ou Chuyang nervously.

"I've seen the fourth young master." Ou Chuyang greeted Di Zhenjie and asked the notary: "Have Chu Yuanyi not here yet?"

The notary replied: "No, according to the rules, if you don't come after the hour, you will be considered abandoning the sword and admit defeat."

"Then his famous sword 'Qiu Shui' will belong to me, right?"

"Yes."

Ou Chuyang asked again: "What if he doesn't hand it over? Can I come to the door and kill someone and grab the sword?"

"Can."

"Why do you have to bother Brother Mei to take action personally?" Di Zhenjie smiled and said, "Of course someone will do the murder and debt collection."

"I'm just a joke." Ou Chuyang also smiled, "He will definitely come, but he just deliberately asked everyone to wait for him alone and learn to play with the style of a master."

"While letting others wait, aren't you waiting? A real master disdained to use such tricks." Wei Dongheng snorted and asked again: "Are you sure you don't use my sword?"

"Thank you Senior Wei for your kindness. I want to try it myself." Ou Chuyang said.

Di Zhenjie knew that Ou Chuyang had cut off the famous sword "Luoyan" and wanted to see what trump card he had, so he did not persuade him, but instead asked Mu Wanqing to sit down and watch the battle with great grace.

Mu Wanqing has been wearing a shawl when she goes out. Di Zhenjie has never seen her amazing face. She just guesses that her figure is so graceful and charming, she must be a very beautiful woman.

Ou Chuyang was not anxious at all. While chatting with Di Zhenjie, Wei Dongheng and others, he joked from time to time to relieve Mu Wanqing's worries. It seemed that he was just a passerby watching the fun.

"Here's here!" The city tower suddenly became noisy, and the onlookers pointed to the sky, "Flying over, it's such a big show."

Ou Chuyang looked up and saw that the person slowly landing from the air was Chu Yuanyi, who made a brilliant appearance under the protection of a powerful heavenly powerhouse. Unfortunately, if the masses could kill people, he would have been chopped into meat sauce long ago.

"That's Huang Peixing, a master of the heavenly rank under the Second Young Master's Sect." Wei Dongheng said, and he was naturally familiar with him as a guest minister of the Di family.

Di Zhenjie sneered: "The second brother also sent a master to suppress the formation. Are you still afraid that we will plot against Chu Yuanyi?"

"The roads in the city are blocked, and I'm going to be one step later. I hope the fourth son Haihan." Chu Yuanyi sued him, and he dared not lose his courtesy in front of Di Zhenjie.

"It's okay." Di Zhenjie responded and said to the notary: "Prepare to start."

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"This sword is called 'Qiu Shui', and the whole body is made of Tianyu stainless steel. The sword is three feet and one inch long and weighs five kilograms and five liang. It is a good-quality famous weapon and is invincible." Chu Yuanyi indeed sacrificed the famous sword 'Qiu Shui'.

What a great sword! Ou Chuyang fell in love with this famous sword at first sight. This sword is extremely flat and thin, pure and clear, like a pool of autumn water, pleasing to the eye. That day, the fine steel of the meteorite was extracted from the meteorite outside the sky. It has a tough texture and is hard to come by and is very precious.

"A pool of autumn water and waves, sword lights and singing along the way. Good swords, good swords!" Ou Chuyang exclaimed repeatedly, smiled a long time, and said to Mu Wanqing from afar: "Only such a sword can barely deserve the wife and wait for me to get it for you."

"I'm so arrogant!" Chu Yuanyi said unwillingly: "Although your wife is wearing a veil and can't see her appearance clearly, she shouldn't be too ugly from her figure. I'll just let it go, and I'll take it together with your Mei Xintang."

As soon as Chu Yuanyi said this, Ou Chuyang really had murderous intentions, stared at him coldly, no longer answered, just waiting for the notary to announce the start of the sword decision.

Chaoyang jumped up to the top of the mountain, shining on the two people who were facing each other with swords above the battlements. Ou Chuyang and Chu Yuanyi each inspire the sword energy to cover the surface of their bodies. Under the golden sunlight, it seemed to be wearing a layer of golden armor. The three swords were even more dazzling and dazzling.

The decisive battle is about to break out.

"In your opinion, how should Brother Mei fight to have a chance of winning?" Di Zhenjie asked Wei Dongheng.

Wei Dongheng thought for a while and replied: "Chu Yuanyi's famous sword is in hand, and he has the advantage of both long and close combat. Brother Mei can only win by surprise."

Di Zhenjie asked: "How to win by surprise?"

Wei Dongheng replied: "I don't know."

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The notary glanced left and right and announced loudly: "On the 29th day of July of the Wuxu year, at the third hour of the Chen hour. Sword servant Chu Yuanyi challenged Mei Aochu, the deputy lord of Zhengxi Aoxue, and the sword decision was started!"

As soon as the notary finished speaking, the two of them took action at the same time.

Chu Yuanyi's sword energy accumulated to the peak, "Qiu Shui" emitted a dazzling light, and an extremely violent sword aura shot out, slashed out in his chest with a sharp sound of breaking the wind. The dust accumulated on the top of the city was swept ten feet away by the strong wind driven by the sword aura.

Di Zhenjie changed his color and said, "The sword disciple's sword is so powerful, and the famous sword is indeed worthy of being a famous sword."

Ou Chuyang stood still, and his two swords appeared together, like crazy, "Swoosh!" He continued to wield the "Big King" and "Xiao Wang" two swords to stimulate Jian Gang and Chu Yuanyi to fight head-on.

Wei Dongheng was shocked and said, "Is he crazy? He actually wants to beat the famous sword!"

Mu Wanqing stood up and pressed the hilt of the sword with her right hand.

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