Three days later, as expected, a matchmaker came to ask for a message. Murong Jie gave a reply according to Su Wangting's wishes. The matchmaker didn't say much, took the message and left.

Unexpectedly, Cuiyougu sent the matchmaker over again overnight and fully agreed to the Murong family's request.

Three days later, a dozen carriages loaded with betrothal gifts stopped at the door of Murong's house, and Ge Song arrived with Zhao Ling'an and several disciples as promised.

Judging from this posture, he didn't take the three-move deal seriously at all, and he just wanted to hire him directly.

Murong Jie came out to greet them personally, laughed and exchanged greetings with Ge Song, and then led them to the largest courtyard of his house.

The courtyard had already been prepared, and all the family members were neatly lined up in a line. Behind the line were the female members of the Murong family, and of course Murong Yunxiu was among them.

I saw a young man in red shirt standing in the center of the courtyard holding a knife in one hand, staring at Zhao Ling'an and others who walked into the courtyard with bright eyes.

Although the man in the red shirt looks young, it can be seen from his slightly bulging temples that his internal strength is not weak.

It is Murong Jie's eldest nephew and the strongest swordsman in the Murong family today, Murong Xiao.

Zhao Ling'an walked to the opposite side of Murong Xiao gracefully, clasped his fists and said: "My disciple, Zhao Ling'an, is the disciple of Elder Ge Song in Xia Cui You Valley. It is a happy event to come to your house to propose marriage. It is not appropriate to use knives or guns. You can follow the three moves proposed by your house.

In order to marry a beautiful woman, I have no choice but to offend."

Murong Xiao snorted coldly and said: "If you want to marry a girl from my Murong family, how can you do it without checking her suitability? But, I have some ugly words ahead of me. If you fail to win me over with these three moves, then you can leave with the betrothal gift."

Go and ruin this marriage!"

Zhao Lingan nodded and said: "I understand. In other words, if I can defeat you with three moves, then I, Zhao, will be the son-in-law of the Murong family of Jin Dao?"

Murong Xiao sneered and nodded slightly.

At this time, Ge Song said with a smile: "Since it is a happy event, the two of you should discuss it until the point is reached. You must not hurt each other."

Zhao Lingan cupped his hands and said, "Disciple, I will obey my master's orders."

After saying that, Zhao Lingan put away the fake smile on his face, took two steps back, lifted up the double scabbards on his waist with his left hand, and looked at Murong Xiao with a cold light in his eyes.

"Brother Murong, please show mercy."

Murong Xiao looked at the weapons on his opponent's waist and said in a deep voice: "Your weapons in Cuiyougu are twin swords, with the long sword focusing on offense and the short sword focusing on defense. I heard that your swordsmanship emphasizes the integration of offense and defense. Thanks to

The reason for holding two weapons is that while the short sword blocks the opponent's moves, the long sword often pierces the opponent's body. Although the moves are simple and unpretentious, they are very direct and cruel."

Zhao Lingan raised a smile and nodded: "It seems that Brother Murong has some understanding of our Cuiyou Valley's swordsmanship. Yes, our Cuiyou Valley's Holy Spirit Swordsmanship focuses on subduing the opponent at the minimum cost and in the shortest time.

, but please rest assured, Brother Murong, I will not kill you rashly."

"brush!"

Murong Xiao took out his big sword with a ring head and made a wave of it: "Huh, thank you very much."

Zhao Lingan smiled and said: "I have also heard that the family sword technique of your house is the Canglang Poyue Sword Technique from Tieshan Temple. Although the monks in Tieshan Temple are compassionate and most do not use swords, this set of sword techniques is

It opens and closes widely, its moves are ferocious, and it is good at pursuing and attacking. Once it is enveloped in the sword's power, it will be difficult to escape."

Murong Xiao slowly made a sword move and sneered: "As long as you have heard of it, then you should be careful!"

Zhao Lingan slowly pulled out his two swords, held the dagger in his left hand across his chest, and pointed the long sword directly at the opponent in his right hand. He still had a relaxed smile on his face and said leisurely: "Brother Murong, please."

"excuse me!"

Murong Xiao shouted loudly, and rushed out fiercely, taking the big knife in his hand directly to the opponent's left shoulder, his movements were extremely fast!

But what surprised everyone in the hospital was that when faced with the powerful and heavy blow from the sword, Zhao Lingan not only did not dodge, but instead rushed towards Murong Xiao!!

"Ding!"

Sparks flying!

The dagger held up the broadsword.

And the long sword was already placed on Murong Xiao's neck!

While defending, Zhao Lingan also completed the attack.

If this had happened in actual combat, Murong Xiao would have died.

"Haha, Brother Murong, accept!" Zhao Lingan put down his sword and took two steps back, "I think I have completed the agreement of three moves, right?"

Murong Xiao stood there blankly, his face ashen.

What an amazing efficiency!

In just one moment, attack and defense are completed at the same time!

Three moves?

One move can tell the winner!

At this time, Murong Xiao began to admire him from the bottom of his heart.

There is indeed a reason why the four major martial arts sects have been able to stand firm for thousands of years in the bloody martial arts world.

With the sect's unique skills that have been tested for thousands of years of fighting, it is no wonder that the disciples of the four famous sects do not take the local aristocratic families in their eyes.

Murong Xiao sighed and looked at Murong Jie with a ashamed face.

Murong Jie looked at Su Wangting who was among the generals at a loss.

And Su Wangting was dozing off...

At this time, Ge Song laughed and said: "Hahaha, Zhao Ling'an passed the test of the three-move agreement. How about it? Mr. Murong, can you accept our betrothal gift?"

"this……"

Murong Jie hesitated and couldn't speak.

"What? Do you want to break the contract?" Ge Song's face darkened.

"Don't embarrass my dad!!"

Murong Yunxiu stood up and glared at Zhao Lingan with a pair of almond eyes.

"Zhao Ling'an, let me ask you, why do you insist on marrying me!?"

Zhao Lingan was startled when he heard this, and said in a low voice with a embarrassed face: "Miss Murong is stunningly beautiful. Who doesn't want to marry..."

Murong Yunxiu gritted her silver teeth: "That is to say, you married me just for my face!?"

Zhao Ling'an took a deep breath, nodded fiercely and said: "Yes! We have never met each other. If I say that I admire the girl's character, that would be a lie! It is naturally because of the girl's beauty!"

"Okay! What you say is honest enough!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Yunxiu took out a sharp dagger from his arms.

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Not to mention scratching your own face!!

In an instant, I saw blood dripping from her pretty face, and a deep gash ran across her left cheek!

"you!!"

Zhao Lingan was dumbfounded and staggered back a few steps.

The female members of the Murong family gathered around, crying and shouting to invite the doctor quickly.

If a young woman disfigures her appearance, it is tantamount to committing suicide.

Not to mention whether anyone is willing to marry him, even going out is a problem.

Murong Yunxiu's strong temper is evident!

At this time, Murong Yunxiu pushed away the family members, stared at Zhao Lingan with a ferocious face, and shouted: "What should I do now?? I have lost my beauty now, do you still want to marry me!?"

Zhao Lingan looked at his master at a loss.

Ge Song was obviously shocked by the sudden situation in front of him. He was stunned for a long time, shook his head, and sighed: "The matter is now over, you decide for yourself."

When Murong Jie saw that his beloved daughter was forced to be disfigured, he collapsed. He pointed at Zhao Lingan and roared: "Now you have to marry me even if you don't want to marry me! If my girl can't get married, I will fight for the money of the Murong family."

I’ll give you a piece of meat!!”

Zhao Lingan's chest heaved violently. After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I won't marry!!"

"Hahaha..." Murong Yunxiu looked up to the sky and laughed, blood spilled down his cheeks, "All men in the world are the same, they are just rotten skinbags who covet all the beauties in the world!!"

Ge Song snorted coldly, waved his sleeves at Zhao Lingan, and shouted: "Let's go!!"

Murong Jie couldn't help but rushed forward and grabbed Zhao Ling'an: "You can't leave!! My daughter has been forced to this point, you must be responsible to the end!!"

Zhao Lingan's fierce look appeared and he said coldly: "I'm not responsible, so what?"

"you……"

"Let go." Zhao Lingan held on to the hilt of the sword at his waist, "Don't force me to kill someone."

Murong Jie had no choice but to let go.

How can a mere local aristocratic family have the confidence to question a famous sect?

Killing yourself is no different to them than killing an ant. Who dares to pursue it?

"snort!"

Zhao Lingan sneered and followed Ge Song towards the courtyard gate.
To be continued...