1841. Mu Guyan’s disappointment

Sword Immortal Palace.

In the back mountain.

The grass and trees are lush, and the breeze is humming.

Between the mountains and rocks, there are hanging springs and waterfalls flying across it.

Between the nine heavens, blue birds linger and flow slowly.

However, in the dense bamboo forest of the back mountain, there is a young man in a dress with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, and extraordinary.

He stood lightly among the endless plants and trees with his sword, with his handsome face, no joy or sorrow, and no expression on his face.

Not far away, there was a woman in green sitting on the ground. There was a long piano standing in front of her. Her slender jade fingers were lightly placed on the string, like an arrow resting on the bow string, as if it would shoot out the next moment.

"Master, can you start?"

The woman in the green dress turned her head quietly and looked at the fairy in the white dress who was not dusty in the distance. Her pretty face looked like the tall Nine Heavens Xuan Woman, graceful and luxurious.

Yes, this cold and majestic woman is naturally the palace master of Jianxian Palace and Mu Guyan.

"Yeah, let's start."

Mu Guyan whispered, and the saint Lu Xuexin nodded immediately, and Gong Ming's handsome young man in front of him also looked shaking.

The next moment, Lu Xuexin gently rolled her fingers, and the strings trembled, a melodious sound of the piano suddenly flowed like flowing water along the vast world.

In an instant, the whole world filled the world.

In the piano music, Gong Ming was still standing safely.

The sword in his hand was extremely sharp and reflected a cold light.

And his expression gradually became cold and congested.

It was like a peerless swordsman, who was really crazy about the sword momentum. As the song became more and more flowing, Gong Ming's aura was like a strong bow, gradually pulling the strings.

Buzz ~~

Suddenly, the sound of the piano suddenly changed, and Lu Xuexin played the jade fingers continuously, and the sound of the piano suddenly became rapid.

The sound of the piano was like a tide, and it swept across the world in an instant. There was a strong wind sweeping across the trees in this place, and the endless fallen trees were whistling and rain.

At the same time, Gong Ming's sword force also reached an extreme immediately.

It was like a powerful bow full of power, and the sword buzzed and then slashed down with one move.

The sword is like a rainbow, and the sword light is like water, and its four eyes are instantly slim.

In just a moment, the boundless fallen leaves were shattered and turned into millions of pieces, scattered all over the world.

This world is like a rain of leaves.

Under the boundless rain, Gong Ming was already standing with his sword.

His expression was as usual, and the breeze blew up his robe, and his whole person was still so elegant and elegant. His calm look seemed to have never made a sword or moved at all. His super vulgar temperament was just like that of the mortal master, even the saint Lu Xuexin, who could not help but admire Gong Ming.

The sword has fallen, and the piano should stop.

Lu Xuexin then stood up and applauded, and exclaimed repeatedly.

"Congratulations to the Holy Son, the swordsmanship is perfect!"

"In an instant, three swords came out."

"The speed of sword drawing and the sharp sword technique, I, Lu Xuexin, are willing to give in and feel inferior, and I feel inferior."

Lu Xuexin had to accept Gong Ming.

Since she entered the Sword Immortal Palace, Holy Palace Ming has always been a legend. No matter how hard she tried, in the eyes of disciples of the Sword Immortal Palace, she was just the second strongest person in the Qin Palace. Gong Ming's name is like a mountain, pressing on her head, making her have to look up and not surpass it.

Once upon a time, Lu Xuexin never accepted it.

She thinks she has outstanding talent and is not inferior to anyone.

However, in the past few months, Lu Xuexin has to admit that she is indeed not as good as Gong Ming.

Just like the sword technique taught by the Palace Master, Lu Xuexin and the Holy Gong Ming practiced almost at the same time. Gong Ming has mastered it now, but she still failed to understand it.

This gap was only Chu Yun who had let her understand it.

However, no matter how talented Chu Yun is, his realm is too low after all. In Lu Xuexin's opinion, Chu Yun still has no way to compare with Gong Ming.

Just like the sword just now, Chu Yun probably hadn't seen it clearly, and he had already been cut into four pieces by Gong Ming?

However, facing Lu Xuexin's amazement, Gong Ming shook his head and said lightly: "I just got ten swords, not three swords."

What?

Gong Ming's words made Lu Xuexin's delicate body tremble suddenly.

His beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and his heart was full of horror.

It turned out to be ten swords?

But she only saw the Three Swords.

Isn't this? There are seven swords, almost to the point where she can't see clearly.

If this is true, then Lu Xuexin can't imagine how close the sword Gong Ming had just now reached.

In the end, she had to tremble in her delicate body, and she could only say in surprise: "It's really... it's really amazing."

After a long shock, Lu Xuexin undoubtedly admired this saint son even more. Finally, she looked at the palace master Mu Guyan and sighed: "Palace Master, our Jianxian Palace has Gong Ming Shengzi in charge. This is the battle of the genius, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
Chapter completed!