"It's hard... he... he..."

"No, impossible, absolutely impossible, how could it be so fast?"

As soon as this idea appeared, it was rejected by Mu Guyan.

She never believed that there were such a monster in the world.

However, as Mu Guyan's words had just fallen, Chu Yun's third sword had already fallen.

The sword light was like rain, and the green light was radiant.

In the rain of swords that are as gorgeous as fireworks, Mu Guyan saw brocade flowers floating and fallen red spots.

The sword intent is intoxicating, and the dazzling sword light makes people look like they are almost fascinated.

Yes, the third style of the Nine Palace Sword Technique, the drunken flower slut, will eventually appear in the world.

The moment Chu Yun's sword fell, Mu Guyan's whole body trembled violently, his eyebrows were filled with shock, and deep in his heart, there were even storm waves.

Under that huge horror, Mu Guyan felt that he had forgotten to practice breathing. Only Chu Yun's intoxicating swordsmanship was left in his eyebrows.

"How...how is it possible?"

"He...he actually practiced...has he done?"

During the period when he was practicing the second move and had not yet fully controlled it, Chu Yun had not only understood the second move, but also had practiced the third move.

How could there be such a monster in the world?

Mu Guyan's words trembled, and the beauty on his pretty face was full of beauty. At this moment, the man in front of him, who was as dazzling as the sword light, almost took away all her strength in an instant. Mu Guyan was shocked and even had the strength to stand. Even the purple rainbow sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

The whole person looked at Chu Yun, like a mortal, looking at monsters.

The wind stops, and the sword falls.

Chu Yun stood with his sword, looked at the graceful woman who had already been shocked in front of him, and chuckled softly: "Parent Lord Mu, look, can we learn the fourth stance?"

Now that the third move has been learned, Chu Yun of course began to worry about Mu Guyan learning the fourth move. After all, if you can't learn the fourth move, Chu Yun cannot continue to move forward.

Facing Chu Yun's smile, Mu Guyan still stood there with a pretty face, as if she had lost her soul, and her beautiful eyes no longer blinked.

After a long time, Mu Guyan came to his senses from the shock that Chu Yun gave him, but his beautiful eyes were still full of colorful eyes: "You... have you really practiced the third move?"

"Yes. Otherwise I'll come to find you?" Chu Yun nodded and smiled.

Mu Guyan wanted to ask again, but suddenly remembered that she and Chu Yun were in a cold war, so she could not talk to him, otherwise she would not be embarrassed.

This bastard dared to spank himself, and she would never forgive him?

Then, Chu Yun saw Mu Guyan, who was shocked and shocked the previous second, then he raised his face again, glared at Chu Yun with resentment and anger, turned around and left.

"Hey, Lord Mu, don't you want to learn the fourth stance?" But no matter how Chu Yun shouted, Mu Guyan ignored him.

Of course Mu Guyan wouldn't tell Chu Yun that she hadn't learned the second move, otherwise she would definitely be laughed at by this bastard to death.

But Mu Guyan really finds it hard to accept that he and Chu Yun are really that big of a difference in swordsmanship?

"It must be because I was injured and was angry by this bastard."

"Yes, it must be like this. If I had not been injured and had not been exposed by Chu Yun, I would have learned the third sword technique long ago."

This shows how difficult it is to make a proud woman bow her head.

Even at this time, Mu Guyan, a woman, was still unwilling to admit that she was not as good as Chu Yun. She made excuses to comfort herself, and even relied on Chu Yun.

If Chu Yun heard Mu Guyan’s voice, he would probably be angry and laughed.

Looking at the beautiful figure who turned his back and left mercilessly, Chu Yun suddenly looked speechless: "This woman is really faster than turning her back."

"However, she is not interested in the Nine Palace Sword Technique?"

"Or, she hasn't learned the second move yet?"

Thinking of this, Chu Yun immediately grinned: "This stupid girl, have you told me if you haven't learned it? I'm not going to teach you?"

Chu Yun shook his head and then chased after him.

There is no way, in order to improve your strength, just be shameless.

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In the palace master's bedroom.

As soon as Mu Guyan returned to the room, she felt dizzy in her mind. Her delicate body shook for a moment and almost fainted on the ground.

"Guyan, you said you don't drink medicine, you kid?"

"Xiaoyun is so kind to you that she has been wasted."

Fairy Zixi was in the bedroom at this time. When she saw Mu Guyan like this, she knew whether she had drunk the Huiyuan Medicine Soup.

After all, comprehension of swordsmanship is an extremely physically consuming job, and the profound swordsmanship of the Nine Palace Sword Technique has just arrived. Mu Guyan’s body has not recovered completely. It is almost inevitable that he will feel dizzy if he does not drink some medicine to replenish the Yuan and restore blood in advance.
Chapter completed!