C406 Equally Matched

"Ninth form of the Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, the Floating Life Sword!"

He managed to dodge Mu's sword attack. Guxing shouted coldly. The long sword in his hand shook violently. Immediately, sword shadows filled the sky and surrounded Mu. There was an endless amount of killing intent mixed in between the real and the fake. Mu didn't dare to be careless, and his eyes turned cold. The Dragon Cry Sword in his hand let out a soft hum, and all the sword shadows dissipated.

Guxing wasn't discouraged by what he saw. With a cold smile on his face, he thrust out his sword once again. The killing intent was boundless, like a poisonous snake flicking its tongue. It was the fourth style of Swift Sword Strike. It was also the fastest of the seventeen sword styles. Suddenly, a cold light flashed. In just an instant, it dimmed down, just like before, when the two of them clashed. However, this time, there was a deep wound on Mu's body.

Sensing that fresh blood was gushing out from the wound, Mu frowned slightly. At the same time, he could not help but secretly sigh, "What a fast sword!"

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in front of him. Guxing had already arrived with his sword. Mu shook his sword excitedly and said, "Good job!"

Before he finished speaking, the two of them quickly exchanged blows again. This time, Mu seemed to be really angry, and his strength kept increasing. He was sent flying more than twenty meters away, and when Guxing stabilized his body, He felt a tingling sensation at the tiger's mouth, and he almost lost consciousness. Mu, on the other hand, did not show any mercy. He jumped up like a cheetah and rushed in front of Guxing. He swung his sword in an overbearing manner, "Tenth style of Dragon Controlling Sword Technique, Dragon Movement Nine Heavens!"

It was as if a true dragon was rushing down from the Nine Heavens. The shrubs under their feet were all broken and destroyed. The strong wind was so strong that it almost made people unable to stand up. Guxing immediately felt the weight of the sword. It was as if a huge mountain had crashed down from the sky with a tremendous force. However, he didn't even think about it and struck out. Mu spurted out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying far away. Guxing's legs sank, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground. Moreover, because the force was too strong, the ground immediately cracked open. At the same time, blood flowed out from the corner of Guxing's mouth.

Both sides had suffered heavy losses!

"Haha, this is great!" Mu kept his sword and walked to Guxing with vigorous steps. There was a hint of respect in his eyes. "Brother, you are truly a young hero. I have lost this battle. "

Guxing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth when he heard this. He slowly stood up and said with a bitter smile, "Brother, why are you being modest? This battle is clearly more embarrassing for me, right?"

"Sigh, my cultivation base is higher than yours, but I have always been suppressed by you. I have already lost. " Mu waved his hand and said with a carefree smile. "A man should know when to yield and when to yield. A loss is a loss. There is nothing to hide. "

Guxing could not help praising Mu when he saw how straightforward Mu was and how he did not put on any pretenses. "You are a good man. Big Brother is a good man!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them burst into laughter at the same time, leaving Su Xiaoxiao, who still had not figured out the situation, confused.

"Brother Mo, Mr Mu, who won?"

When the laughter finally subsided, Su Xiaoxiao could no longer suppress the curiosity in her heart and went forward to ask.

Upon hearing this, Mu was the first to speak. "I lost. "

Su Xiaoxiao immediately turned to look at Guxing. Before she could speak, she saw Guxing shaking his head with a bitter smile. "I didn't win either. "

"One said that he lost, and the other said that he did not win. Does that mean there is no victory or defeat in this battle?" Su Xiaoxiao heard him and said with a smile, "It is actually a tie. Mr Mu, Mr Yeh, you two are really fated. "

Hearing this, the two of them immediately looked at each other with a tacit understanding and smiled.

"That's right brother, what kind of sword technique did you use just now? To actually be able to completely suppress my sword technique. It is very powerful, especially the last sword. I think that if it was not for brother holding back, I would definitely not be as relaxed as now!"

Mu couldn't help but ask when he recalled that he had almost lost his mind during the battle.

"Mr Mu has overestimated me. I have already used all my strength in that battle just now. Otherwise, I am afraid that I would still be lying on the ground. "

Guxing laughed softly as he spoke. He compared his heart to his. When he saw that Mu had always been honest with him, Guxing did not hide the truth and told him the truth. "I will not hide it from Mr Mu. The sword technique that I am practicing is called the Eighteen Forms of Chaotic Ancient. The final sword strike is the seventh style, Star Shift. "

"Oh, Star Shift?" Mu's eyes lit up when he heard that. He tried to hold back his urge to tell Mr Mu the truth, I will not hide it from Mr Mu. The sword technique that I am practicing is called the Eighteen Forms of Chaotic Ancient. The last sword strike is the seventh movement, Star Shift. He couldn't help but clap and cheer. "Wonderful, wonderful. This name is really appropriate. I wonder which senior could create such a sword technique. It's really respectable!"

Guxing also echoed. " It is as Mr Mu said. I also admire the person who left this sword technique behind. "

"Eh, so you're saying that brother doesn't know who his own sword technique belongs to?" Mu curiously pinched his chin. He thought for a while and said, "It is strange. The sword technique you used could be said to be the best in the world. As for me, I have seen a lot of things. But I've never seen anyone use it before. I've never even heard of its name. That shouldn't be the case. "

"Perhaps it has been lost in the Pugilistic World for too long. No one remembers it now. " Guxing smiled and said, "Back then, my master accidentally discovered this sword technique, and then passed it to me. If I have to give an explanation for this matter, then it can only be said that my luck is good enough. "

"Haha, you can't say that. Brother, could it be that you don't know? Luck is also a part of one's strength. " Mu laughed heartily, but his eyes suddenly became sharp and indifferent. "Indeed. Brother has already defeated me in terms of swordsmanship, but I don't intend to admit defeat so easily. "

Guxing could not help but clench his sword tightly when he sensed Mu's fighting intent burning once again. He smiled bitterly and gave up. He frankly said, "To tell you the truth, I also wish to have a good fight with big brother. It is just that my body does not seem to listen to me anymore. "

This was not because he was lying. It was because his body was really empty. Although the Eighteen Forms of Chaotic Ancient were incomparably powerful, the consumption of the Genuine Qi had also reached an extremely shocking level. In order to fight to the end, Guxing had used all twelve of his sword techniques without holding back. Currently, he was so weak that even his movements had become a problem.

Mu also saw this. He shook his head and explained, "Brother, you misunderstood me. I don't mean to fight with you again. I think I am much stronger than you. How can I be so unfair? What I'm saying is that I've become extremely depressed because of the departure of an old friend. However, I didn't want to be enlightened and create a sword technique when I suddenly thought about it, so I wanted to ask you to experience it. "

"So that's how it is. " Guxing immediately cupped his hands and said: "Then I'll have to trouble you. Mo Han will definitely take it seriously. Mr Mu, please. "