Seeing Liu Tingfeng rescue the person very quickly, the other party no longer chased after him, but retreated into the team.

"Who is this boy who saves people?"

The other general asked suspiciously.

"This is the boy who came back with Agoura that day, his swordsmanship is very powerful, but he has no killing intent, almost all of his swords and swords can stab our soldiers that day, but they are all injured, and none of them die."

The leader who had led the troops that day, now standing in the position of adjutant general, replied.

"Only stabbing, not killing? It looks like a fledgling chick! ”

After speaking, without waiting for anyone to answer, he rode forward again and said loudly:

"Thank you for the concession of the Qiyan tribe, let us win one game first, who do you send up in the second game?"

This second scene was originally going to arrange for Liu Tingfeng to play, but Liu Tingfeng sent Agula over and did not return, so Mu Qianmei had to pat the horse and step forward in person.

She stepped forward and said loudly:

"I have heard that the grassland man has a bold personality and is bright and fair, and when I see it today, it turns out that the rumors are not credible!"

When the opposing general heard this, his face couldn't help but feel hot, he was originally opposed to winning the victory in this way, but the leader relied on the Nether Sect very much, so he had to let them participate in it, and used it as the main force.

However, no matter what he thought in his heart, he still responded loudly:

"This is the battlefield, not the rivers and lakes, even if the rivers and lakes compete, there will be accidental casualties, besides, we didn't say before the competition that we can't use poison, we have won the first game, if you want, you can also use it."

Mu Qianmei replied:

"The dignified Klie tribe has now been reduced to relying on an evil sect like the Nether Sect to support it, even if it is defeated, what kind of face do you Klie tribe have to gain a foothold in the grassland?"

Many people on the other side couldn't help but be a little moved, because they were originally opposed to such cooperation, but the tribal leaders had already agreed, and their opposition was of no avail.

For more than ten years, the Netherworld Sect looked at it one by one, from the beginning of asking for help, to the later pride and rampantness, arrogant and arrogant, and they basically didn't take the soldiers of the Kelie tribe as one thing.

Because their martial arts are indeed much higher than the soldiers of the Kelie tribe.

Suddenly out of the team came a big man with a black beard, a fat head and big ears, a thick black beard and a thick and dark beard, looking like a rough man.

He said loudly with an urn:

"Little girl, this is a battlefield, not an academy, who likes to listen to you talk so much nonsense? Are you going to play this second game? I think it's better to change people, you are a fairy-like beauty, how bad it would be if you get hurt! ”

Although he speaks the ancient lingua franca, the grassland flavor is very strong, and he feels a little weird when he hears it.

However, this remark destroyed the heart-attacking atmosphere that Mu Qianmei had just created, and pulled people's consciousness back to the battlefield.

It seems that he is not as rude as he looks.

"You're also a Netherworldist, aren't you? I didn't expect that you have not been exterminated, but you have hid in this prairie to bully the kind and simple grassland people, isn't it very fulfilling! ”

Mu Qianmei pulled the topic back again.

The black-bearded man knew that it would not be good for him to continue talking, so he simply asked directly:

"Without further ado, is this second game up to you? Let me teach you the girl's swordsmanship! ”

As he spoke, holding a long sword in his hand, he slapped his horse and ran towards Mu Qianmei.

Mu Qianmei looked at the other party's momentum, and her swordsmanship was much higher than the one just now, and she couldn't help but clench the hilt of the sword and raise her sword to wait.

The other party was fierce, and when he was about to approach, he flew up in the air, and a sword stabbed down from above, as fast as lightning.

Mu Qianmei did not make a hard connection, but slapped the red shadow, and the people and horses cooperated, and quickly dodged away.

The black-bearded man missed his sword, the tip of the sword was propped up on the ground, and with the help of his strength, he flew up in the air again, stabbing at Mu Qianmei's back again.

This time, Mu Qianmei can no longer dodge, she can also fly up in the air and dodge, but the red shadow will definitely suffer.

It was impossible for Mu Qianmei to let him hurt Red Shadow.

She didn't hesitate to turn around to face the battle, and as soon as she made a move, she directly used the fifth move of the Butterfly Dance Sword Technique.

She turned around very quickly, and when the two swords collided, there was no loud noise, but she urged the sword technique with internal force, forcing the other party back a small step.

When the black-bearded man saw Mu Qianmei raise his sword to greet him, he was quite proud in his heart, he had been practicing internal strength for more than 20 years, and he was also the most powerful among the younger generation in the Netherworld Sect, even if this little girl started practicing in her mother's womb, it was impossible to compare to herself.

And the result was very surprising to him, he was forced to take a small step back.

He felt that the actual internal strength of the other party was indeed inferior to his own, but at the moment when the two swords collided, he skillfully defused his own attack and attacked himself by taking advantage of the weakness.

Mu Qianmei was surprised by the other party's deep internal strength, after she skillfully defused the offensive of this move, she immediately jumped up from the back of the red shadow and launched an offensive, and at the moment when the other party was stunned, the butterfly dance sword technique continued to unfold.

The butterfly shadow in front of the flower, dancing with the wind, the flowers flying in the dream, do whatever you want.

The swordsmanship is erratic and agile, and the figure is light and elegant.

The sword is like the wind, the person is like a butterfly, the sword moves with the heart, the heart moves at will, the intention dances with the sword, and the swordsmanship does as you like, Mu Qianmei has entered the realm of selflessness.

The black-bearded man has never seen such a subtle sword technique, he has an empty body of internal force, and the nether sword technique is always unable to be used, and he is passive everywhere, every time he wants to perform a killing move, it will make the other party seem to see the opportunity, and they will resolve it in advance, and they will not be able to perform a complete sword move at all.

And his own internal force consumption is still very fast, under the traction of the other party, he is always forced to use internal force, but the other party uses exquisite swordsmanship to skillfully dissolve the internal force released by himself.

The black-bearded man became more and more frightened the more he fought, and several times he tried to reverse the fighter and seize the initiative, but all of them were in vain, and he became more and more passive, more and more depressed, and more and more thrilling, and he was almost stabbed several times.

Fortunately, he has a lot of actual combat experience, while the opponent's actual combat experience is obviously insufficient, and he missed many of the best attack opportunities.

Mu Qianmei also discovered this problem, she had obviously completely taken the lead, but there were several good attack opportunities that she only discovered after she missed them.

Experience.

That's the experience in the field.

If the other party had taken the lead, he might have been defeated a long time ago.

So Mu Qianmei thought while fighting, and waited for a new opportunity again.

Suddenly, the sleeve of the black-faced man's left hand suddenly raised, and he looked like he was about to apply poison again.

Mu Qianmei held her breath, and the moment the other party's left hand was raised, the left hand holding the sword suddenly appeared

A tiny empty door.

Mu Qianmei finally didn't miss it again this time, and the Moon Shadow Sword stabbed through with a lightning sword, pointing directly at the opponent's chest.

The black-bearded man was stunned and immediately jumped backwards, intending to dodge the sword.

However, although the vital point in the chest was dodged, the shoulder blade was not spared, and was pierced by Mu Qianmei's sword, and the sword in the opponent's hand immediately fell to the ground, and the right hand hung down weakly.

Mu Qianmei pulled out the Moon Shadow Sword and was about to stab again, but the black-faced man jumped in the air at the moment when Mu Qianmei pulled out the Moon Shadow Sword, rode onto his horse, and galloped towards his team.

Mu Qianmei didn't chase after her, but immediately turned around, and with a few light leaps, she rode onto the back of the red shadow and quickly left this battlefield where there was still poisonous gas.

Both sides win one game each.

There was an immediate sigh from the ranks of the Krek tribe, all of whom regretted this.

However, after sighing, there was also a faint hint of joy on his face, and it seemed that it was also a very relieving thing to see the defeat of the usually high-spirited and arrogant Netherworld Sect master.

What's more, the other side of the battle is still a beautiful girl!

And the beggar tribe finally let out a burst of cheers.

They finally saw Mu Qianmei's true strength, and the dreamlike scene on the field just now made everyone feel as if they were in a dream.

The graceful figure, the light steps, and the fluttering sword shadow are not like a battle of life and death, but like a beautiful and gorgeous sword dance, the sword dance of butterflies.

I didn't expect that there was such a beautiful swordsmanship in the world, and it was not only gorgeous, but also very practical.

Even Liu Tingfeng, who had returned in the middle of the competition, was the first time to see Mu Qianmei perform the butterfly dance swordsmanship with all her might, and she had already performed the first five moves to the fullest, although she missed a few excellent assassination opportunities in the middle, but that was also the reason for the lack of actual combat experience, and over time, it would be more perfect.

Seeing Mu Qianmei's victorious return, Liu Tingfeng said with a rare smile:

"Congratulations on the victory, after this battle, your swordsmanship must have improved again."

"As you can see, it's still very difficult for me to win, and the actual combat experience is obviously lacking, so I have to summarize it when I go back. By the way, what about Agoura? ”

Mu Qianmei said, suddenly asking worriedly.

"The military advisor has already summoned a few old doctors to treat it together, and the military advisor said that fortunately, there is not much poisonous gas inhaled, and after detoxification, it will be good to rest for a few days."

Mu Qianmei replied.

"Oh, that's good, I don't know what kind of opponent you will meet, maybe even stronger!"

Mu Qianmei said worriedly.

"No matter who it is, try your best, senior sister, don't worry, I will definitely go all out and try to win the third game."

At this time, Chaolu also said happily:

"The princess's swordsmanship is really powerful, haha......, I have never seen such a beautiful and practical swordsmanship, it's really happy!"

"Uncle Chao has won the award, in fact, the butterfly dance swordsmanship I performed is less than half of my strength! The sword moves get more and more powerful the further you go, but unfortunately I can't use them now. ”

Mu Qianmei said with some loss.

"Don't be discouraged, Princess Fluttershy, with your talent and intelligence, I'm sure it won't be long before you show it all. You're only seventeen years old now, and it's a miracle to have reached such a state. ”

Chaolu said encouragingly.