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"Chu Yuanyi is going to use a killer move!" The audience outside the venue opened their eyes wide and prepared to watch the show.

Ou Chuyang sighed inwardly: I'm quite bored after playing with you for so long.

Chu Yuanyi shook his wrist, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into countless phantoms, covering Ou Chuyang's upper body like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.

A hint of panic flashed across Ou Chuyang's face. He took a step back and threw the "Big King" and "Xiao Wang" at the same time.

"King bomb!"

When Chu Yuanyi heard Ou Chuyang's roar, he saw two sword lights flying towards him, so he had to withdraw his sword and defend himself, blocking the "Big King" and "Xiao Wang" two swords.

"You lost." Ou Chuyang didn't know where another long sword was transformed from, pressing against Chu Yuanyi's throat.

"You...you are cheating!" Chu Yuanyi roared angrily in discontent.

"Yes, he used the flying sword as a hidden weapon, and he won't win." Di Zhenxiong's men followed suit and cheered.

"Just!" Di Zhenjie sneered: "Mei Aochu's two swords are clearly held in his hand. What kind of hidden weapon is it? Even if the flying sword hurts people, will the master of the sword sect still use the flying sword?"

Chu Yuanyi argued: "But he first fought with me with two swords, and then secretly took out a sword to attack me. This is not in line with the rules."

"Did you decide the rules?" Di Zhenjie looked at the elder Di Hongyuan who was in charge of the competition, "Whoever wins and loses, the elder will make a clear decision."

"The rules for comparing swords do not stipulate that one person is allowed to use only one sword, and the two face each other, as long as they do not use poisons, formations and other means, it is not considered a violation." Di Hongyuan announced loudly: "In this game, Mei Aochu will win."

No one dared to question the ruling of elder Di Hongyuan. Di Zhenxiong's subordinates sat down with reluctance. Chu Yuanyi stared at Ou Chuyang fiercely and said, "What a cunning villain. I will come to ask for advice every few days!"

Ou Chuyang was speechless, and he didn't appreciate it even if he lost the favor. Since it was difficult for a good person to be a bad person, then be a bad person.

"In the first game of the Swordsman Group, Mei Aochu defeated Chu Yuanyi and became the champion. Is there anyone who wants to challenge him on stage?"

As soon as Di Hongyuan finished speaking, a bunch of people stood up behind the three young men at the same time.

"I'll challenge Mei Aochu!"

"I was the first to stand up, let me come first."

"You have defeated Mei Aochu, and you will lose to me in the end. What's there to fight for?"

"My surname is He, after three years, do you think you are the second master of the swordsman?"

"What's the noise?" Di Hongyuan scolded, suppressed the messy voice, and ordered: "In the order of the three young masters, we will take turns to send people to the stage. The eldest master will ask first."

What a hammer! Ou Chuyang cursed inwardly. He thought that defeating Chu Yuanyi would be done, but he didn't expect that he would provoke so many bad guys who bully the weak and fear the strong. He really thought he was a soft persimmon!

Ou Chuyang was angry and his subordinates were merciless. He came up and beat his opponent's sword away from him in a few seconds, then he slapped the sword body with his "splash!" and left a blood mark.

Just like the last time I fought in the Qianyuan Sect Che**, I drew one by one.

"Ba!" "Ba!" "Ba!" "Ba!" "Ba!"...

Each challenger covered his swollen face and ran away from the ring in shame.

"Who else?" Ou Chuyang asked faintly, his voice falling into everyone's heart, like thunder.

"What kind of sword technique is this? It's simply ruthless!"

"Yes, it's so unbelievable. Can a swordsman practice such a domineering swordsmanship?"

"I always thought Chu Yuanyi had already answered the highest level of the sword disciple, but I didn't expect that there would be someone stronger than him. It's really that there are people outside of people and there are people outside of heaven!"

Amid the rumblings of discussion, Di Hongbo, the head of the Di family, also said with a faint smile: "It seems that Zhenjie has really attracted a lot of talents this year."

"This person's sword moves are exquisite and he has worked hard for at least ten years." Di Hongyuan smiled and continued, "The four virtuous nephews are all good, and they are quite heroic. Brother, you have achieved good four names."

A guest next to him showed a hint of doubt on his face and said, "The face of Mei Aochu is quite similar to that of Ou Chuyang who was wanted by Tianhai Pavilion..."

Di Hongbo waved his hand and said, "How many people are similar in the world? I don't believe that Ou Chuyang still has the courage to sneak into my Di family and show off in the pursuit of everything."

"What my brother said is very much." Di Hongyuan said: "Even I am tempted by a million flowers. Although Jinghai City is big, there is absolutely no place for Ou Chuyang to hide."

...

"Wanqing, hold on, we will be here tomorrow." Ou Chuyang slowly fed a little porridge into Mu Wanqing's mouth.

Mu Wanqing could no longer speak, and could not eat, so she could only drink some water and porridge. A dark air was faintly exposed in her tender skin like a cream. The black sword energy kept eroding Mu Wanqing's five internal organs, and Mu Wanqing's life was at stake.

Mu Wanqing looked at Ou Chuyang calmly, her eyes clear without any sadness, as if she just wanted to see Ou Chuyang more clearly. For five consecutive days, Ou Chuyang drove a luxurious and comfortable carriage day and night, sleepless. Mu Wanqing was grateful, but she couldn't say a word.

"Have!" Ou Chuyang continued to rush along the way while the moonlight was shining.

Mu Wanqing was lying in the carriage, thinking about her thoughts:

If I die, will he bury me with his own hands and cry for me?

If I survived, would he continue to be with me, or would he leave me and go to avenge his senior sister alone?

...

Yanzhou was originally a bitter and cold place, and it became more and more desolate from Jinghai City to the north. Ou Chuyang arranged for the Wang family to return to Tianhai City by himself, and then drove a carriage day and night for six days. He himself didn't know how far he ran.

I haven't seen people for a long time. I looked around and there was nothing except the endless icebergs and snow fields. It was only mid-September that it was completely frozen here.

According to the map given by Di Zhenjie, Ou Chuyang found an elegant house between a snow mountain and an ice lake. The owner of the house was Di Zhenjie's master: Han Yuhua.

Han Yuhua looked only thirty or forty years old, with a little mature charm in her dignity and elegance. She sat on the main seat and looked slowly at Di Zhenjie's handwritten letter.

There was no fire in the room, and it was very cold. Ou Chuyang was afraid that Mu Wanqing would be in a cold place, so he wrapped her in a sable fur and hugged her in his arms, standing upright in the hall waiting quietly.

Is the beautiful woman in front of me the legendary heavenly power? Although Ou Chuyang maintained a respectful demeanor, he couldn't help but take a few more glances, but did not feel anything special.

"I was just entrusted by someone to pass on Di Zhenjie's sword skills. He really regarded me as his cheap master." Han Yuhua smiled lukewarmly, and the letter in his hand slowly fluttered like snowflakes in the wind. "It's a pity that he can say that if I spend a hundred days of hard work, I'm sorry to save such a half-dead little girl."

"God has the virtue of being a virtuous person, please be kind to me, senior." Ou Chuyang hurriedly knelt down and begged.

"You don't have to rush to kneel down." Han Yuhua said again: "I didn't say that I won't save her."

Ou Chuyang was overjoyed and thanked him: "Thank you, senior..."

"You don't have to rush to thank me. I didn't say that I will definitely save her."

Ou Chuyang is a smart man and immediately said, "What are the instructions for you? You must do your best to do it for you."

"You little guy, can you do something really happen?" Han Yuhua smiled softly, "I'm just curious, who was hurt by her, and why she was hit by the Heavenly Sword Aura, and could save her life for a month?"

Ou Chuyang replied: "I don't know who the other party is. It was Ning Hai's magic doctor Ning Yiqin who extended her life for one month."

"Oh, I guess you spent a lot of money to buy Ning Yizhi's life-saving medicine." Han Yuhua nodded, "Put her palm out and show me."

Ou Chuyang held Mu Wanqing's wrist and reached out. Han Yuhua pointed at the air and then changed his face: "It's him!"
Chapter completed!