Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Seeing the big man draw his sword, Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "This is the San Qin Sword School's sword-drawing style."

Two hundred years of outer sects are not for nothing. Although Mo Yuan has no access to the upper-level affairs of various sects, he has insights that are difficult for outsiders to reach.

The Three Qin Sword Sect?

Han Muye nodded lightly.

No wonder these people pick things up.

The Sanqin Sword Sect was a sword sect hundreds of miles away. The sect was not large, but there were quite a few masters among them, and they were not very respectful to Jiu Xuan Sword Sect on weekdays.

A few years ago, Jiuxuan Jianmen's inner sect dispatched masters, and they cleaned up the Sanqin Jian sect fiercely, which made them a lot more honest.

It seems that there has been no suppression for a few years, so what is going on?

With Mo Yuan explaining various allusions to the cultivation world, Han Muye now knows more than those disciples who have been in the sect for decades.

"Haha, today is a happy day, it's not good to draw a sword, right?" An old man in a robe from the Mo family smiled and cupped his hands gently.

"This is Lu Yang, the ninth son of the Sun family. I heard that he practiced in the San Qin Sword Sect. It seems that he has achieved great success."

The old man pointed out his identity as a big man, and then said with a smile: "The little dispute between Jiu Xuan Jianmen and Sanqin Jianpai is not going to involve our families, right?"

Although his words were euphemistic, they let the people around him understand that there was a reason for this son's provocation.

That's because of the two sects.

The Mo family has always been a staunch supporter of the Nine Profound Sword Sect. If there is any dispute with the Sun family today, if it is spread out, maybe they will get the favor of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Mo Yunteng turned his head to look at the expression of Mo Yuan, who was sitting upright. Seeing that there was no change in his expression, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't agree with this marriage in the first place. Your Mo family always put gold on your face. What Jiuxuan Jianmen ruled the family. For so many years, I haven't seen Jiuxuan Jianmen take much care of your Mo family."

With a cold face, Sun Luyang raised his long sword and pointed it around: "If anyone from the younger generation of your Mo family can beat the sword in my hand today, I will turn around and leave."

"If no one can win, hehe, this kiss, it's not worth it."

There was silence in the lobby. The bride in the wedding dress shuddered and her eyes were full of tears. The groom beside her stretched out his arms and put his arms around her shoulders and whispered a few times.

"No, Master, although the Three Qin Sword Sect and the Nine Profound Sword Sect are at odds, they are not to the point of implicated in the Mo family." Han Muye frowned, and his eyes fell on the tables where the Sun family sent their relatives.

"Be careful, these people have killing intent." Mo Yuan put his hand on the table, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Killing intent?

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

Even if there is a dispute, it will not reach the level of life and death. How can there be killing intent?

"Kuraga-"

There are already impatient Mo family disciples in front of them.

"Today is the big day for my brother Yucheng. Since the uncle of the Sun family wants to add to the fun, I will come to accompany you." The young man spoke with a bright sword in his hand and a tall and straight figure.

Someone from the Mo family finally confronted them, causing the lobby to become slightly noisy.

Seeing the person walking out, he immediately introduced in a familiar voice: "It's the fifth son of the Mo family. It is said that this person is already above the fifth level of Peiyuan, and the young people in Qingmu Town are considered strong."

"The Mo family's swordsmanship was sent by the ancestors from the Nine Profound Sword Gate. I think it will not be worse than the Sun family's. This game is bound to be exciting."

"Hey, do you think this is a deliberate game set up by the Sun family and the Mo family, to use this scene to show the demeanor of their younger generation?" Some guests sitting in the distance lowered their voices and expressed their speculations.

These words made many guests who were not aware of the dispute between the Nine Profound Sword Sect and the San Qin Sword Sect nod their heads.

In the middle of the lobby, a space of two or three meters square has been vacated, and two young men with long swords stood opposite each other.

"The Mo family's ink jade speech, ask the Sun family's son Sun Luyang for advice." The Mo family's children with red belts around their waists whispered, and the long swords in their hands stabbed straight out.

This sword has a sound of breaking the air, and the light of the sword is clear and steady, fast and urgent.

From this sword alone, it can be seen that the fifth son of the Mo family has a solid foundation in swordsmanship, and he has worked hard for at least several years.

"The Mo family is known as the No. 1 family in Qingmu Town, and the children in this family are indeed outstanding."

"There are not many young people in Qingmu Town who can catch this sword."

Mo Yuci's sword drew all kinds of whispers, but Sun Luyang, who was opposite him, did not change his face.

The long sword was in front of him, and Sun Luyang's long sword greeted him, the sword light flashed, and the two swords collided.

"when--"

Mo Yu took a step back, his face turned red, and Sun Luyang's long sword did not move, and pointed forward again.

People with discerning eyes around them frowned.

This Sun Luyang sword move is not sharp, but the cultivation base is obviously much stronger than Mo Yuci.

He relied on his cultivation and suppressed Mo Yuci with a sword.

This kind of behavior, in the matter of comparing swords, is to win without force.

"This son's swordsmanship is not bad, he is deliberately pressing people with force."

"The swordsmanship of the Three Qin Sword Sect that he cultivated is the way of Dolijian." Mo Yuan turned his eyes to Bijian and whispered to Han Muye.

"Look at the sword—" Mo Yuci, who was shocked by a step back, gritted his teeth, and handed out the long sword again.

A coldness flashed across Sun Luyang's face, and the sword in his hand suddenly fell.

"when--"

Mo Yuci's long sword was directly broken into two pieces, and the tip of the sword swirled and fell.

Mo Yuci's face was pale, and he stepped back again and again, holding his right arm in his left hand, and blood dripped from the tiger's mouth in his right hand.

"With this little skill, I'm also worthy of challenging this young master." Sun Luyang sneered and pointed his sword forward.

"Mo Yucheng, why don't you come?"

Mo Yucheng is the eldest son of the Mo family, the first among the younger generation, he is already the eighth-level cultivation base in the Peiyuan period, and he is the leader among the younger generation in Qingmu Town.

A look of anger flashed across Mo Yucheng's face.

Today is his great joy, if he shoots, it will be bad.

And today, he fought against the Sun family, and the bride beside him was afraid that he didn't know how sad he was.

He can't say how deep his relationship with Miss Sun is, but since he wants to get married and become a husband and wife, he always has to think about each other.

At this moment, Miss Sun's hand was pulling on Mo Yucheng's sleeve, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Don't be arrogant, my Mo family has people to fight you."

"You don't need the eldest son to take action, I'll come—" Someone from the Mo family shouted, and several young disciples jumped into the battle circle.

"go back!"

At this moment, Mo Yunteng, the Patriarch of the Mo Family, suddenly drank lowly, and then stepped forward.

A burst of vigorous energy exploded from his body, making the surrounding Mo family disciples unsteady and all retreating.

Qi Jin pushed Sun Luyang, who was facing him, to retreat, hitting the table and chair behind him, his face turned pale.

This is the condensation period.

In front of the Qi Condensation Period, the Peiyuan Period did not even have the qualifications to make a move.

"It's a joke, that's all." Mo Yunteng said lightly, his eyes swept forward, and then turned around.

At this moment, behind Sun Luyang, a azure light shot out and directly plunged into Mo Yunteng's back!

"Go--"

Dozens of figures flew towards the surroundings, and the sword light bloomed!

"Tai Lingjian Sect's inner door swordsmanship leads the silk, so it turns out that the Sanqin Sword Sect has already joined the Tailingjian Sect!" Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Tailingjian Sect's inner door swordsmanship, the person who made the sword is at least in the condensing period.

Han Muye turned his eyes to the front.

Ahead, the station is on the verge of fire.

"I don't want to see blood today." Mo Yuan whispered, a strong breath rising from his body.

The breath was light, but it was sharp and sharp.

In just one turn, the breath turned into thousands of paths and spread out towards the surroundings.

Sword Qi!

This is the sword energy condensed in Mo Yuan's body!

"Om-"

In the entire lobby, all the swords vibrated, uncontrollably!

The dagger shot at Mo Yunteng's back was three inches behind him.

Han Muye, who was standing behind Mo Yuan, gleamed in his eyes.

This is Wanjian Guizong!

Jian Qi condensed, Wan Jian echoed!

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