Chapter 60 (1/2)

The master didn't ask them where they had gone for the two nights, and Chengyan and Muyu didn't say anything about the young man in red. This is the Qingsong school. The walls have ears. If Mu Yu's words are true, it is not wise to talk here.

Muyu stayed up all night, tossing and turning. He looked at his master's calm appearance, but he was extremely flustered. Master is still in the dark. He is no longer the world-famous sword shadow dust wind. He is just a common golden elixir and a sect leader. He is not the opponent of the young people in red.

Today's plan, Mu Yu only hopes that the contest can be concluded quickly, so that the master can return to the falling dust sect safely.

The next day's contest went on as usual, but Taoist Qingsong didn't show up. Instead, Bai Lang came out to preside over the contest. Bai Lang announced that his master had feelings yesterday, so he closed his door to practice.

Although many people have a lot of questions, they don't understand that such an important competition will be absent. However, no one doubts that the cultivation of Taoist Qingsong has already ascended to the sky. No one will disobey the rules because Taoist Qingsong is not present. After all, this is the Qingsong school, and no one dares to be presumptuous.

Yesterday's competition let Mu Yu get the attention of many people, and the dust falling school at the bottom is no longer looked down upon. The dark horse not only comes from the last place of the falling dust school, but also the penultimate Qiantian school, which has a frightening role.

Everyone can't help but guess at this year's competition. Is it not that the Xiuzhen world is going to change?

The world of practice has changed, but we haven't noticed it yet. At the moment when Taoist Qingsong gave in, Moyun mountain could not continue to be quiet.

Mu Yu looks left and right. He hopes to see the figure of Tian Ran's girl and know more about some young people in red from Tian ran, so that he can think about countermeasures. But Tian ran did not appear. Even last night, Tian ran was not near the residence of Taoist Qingsong. I don't know where to go.

The young people in red may be watching all the people secretly, trying to find the clues of the sword shadow and dust wind from these people. Muyu has no choice but to take part in the competition. If there is no reasonable explanation to abstain from the competition, given his reputation yesterday, giving up today is bound to cause unnecessary speculation.

And today, the two black horses finally got together.

Muyu looks at the lonely Yitian with a cold look on the opposite side. The other side is extremely warlike, but Muyu is absent-minded. Although he was eager to appreciate the extent of the physical training, the appearance of the young man in red made him lose his sense of propriety for a while, so he had to be cautious.

The technique of falling dust sword is called Tianjian Jiuyin, which is the famous sword technique in the past. If the young man in red comes from outside the Moyun mountains, he can't be unaware of this sword technique. If Mu Yu doesn't want to show his horse's feet, he can't really fight Gu Yitian.

”I've lost my sight. I didn't expect that there will be you in the falling dust sect besides your elder martial brother.”

The sword behind Gu Yi's Tianjie is on the ground, and there is a heavy sound of gold and iron hitting. It shows how heavy the sword is.

”Is it? I've never looked down on you. ” The shadow of Muyu is also around the hand.

Muyu defeated Xiaohu, the favored son of Qingsong school, yesterday. It is well known that Gu Yitian is also a new force. On the contrary, they have attracted a large number of people to watch. We all want to know how powerful the disciples of these two unbearable sects are.

”Who do you think will win?”

”Maybe it's the boy of the falling dust sect, and the tiger is defeated by him.”

”Not necessarily. I think it's the lengtouqing who holds the broad sword. Yesterday, he slapped the opponent of Zhuji qichongtian out with a sword.”

”What is the cultivation of this lengtouqing?”

There was a lot of discussion and speculation on the outcome of the contest. Different from yesterday's devaluation of Muyu, we are optimistic about Muyu today. Although Gu Yitian has defeated many outstanding young disciples, he has not yet made contact with Qingsong sect, and Muyu has actually knocked down Xiaohu. Xiaohu is recognized as a genius of Qingsong school. It is not easy to defeat Xiaohu!

Both of them disappeared in the same place, interlaced in the air, and the sword light was surging, which was extremely brilliant under the reflection of the sun, which almost blinded people. The air is restless, and spiritual power is also gathering. Both of them are very fast, leaving only the shadow of the road. It is not clear who is who.

”You're not ready.” Lonely Yi day light ground says, two people have already separated, once again stood back in place, seems to have not moved.

Muyu's sword floats in front of him. He turns his wrist slightly to relieve his sour feeling. Gu Yitian's power is really strong. His broadsword is so solid, like the tripod of a thousand Jun, and it is extremely hard to accept the move.

Many people's swords are skillful, while Gu Yitian's swords are domineering and straightforward.

”I want to have a serious fight with you.”

Gu Yitian frowns, and he sees that Mu Yu is not in the state at all, with a heavy heart. The fight just now is just tired of dealing with it, there is no desire to attack.

”I want to.” As soon as Muyu's eyes coagulate, his body disappears again and rushes to Gu Yitian, pointing his sword at the other party's eyebrows.

”Ding!”The sword of Gu Yi Tian Kuo is erected and the shadow sword is cut. The heavy back of the sword is slapped at the waist of Mu Yu. The sword is powerful and powerful. If it is photographed, it will be very hard. When Muyu turns back, the sword stars explode. The shadow sword deftly removes the gravity of the broad sword and deflects it.

”You still don't do your best!”

Gu Yi Tian drinks with a deep voice, and the broad sword in his hand stabs the wooden feather in different directions like a storm. Muyu jumps back, and Daodao sword shadow comes one after another, and he dodges them all.