Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 32 Neither the Seven Swords nor the Half Sword are Real Swords
The moonlight across the street is quiet.
Under the moonlight, two people were walking over, one wearing brocade clothes and holding a jade fan, and the other wearing a black robe and holding an ancient sword.
Seeing these two people, Master Huandeng and Taoist Qingzheng's expressions became solemn.
Because these two people cannot be considered as upright people in the underworld. They represent the two largest black market transactions in the underworld.
One sells information, the other sells lives.
The jade-faced fox Xiao Muchu, and the broken sword Mu Wu.
Xiao Muchu walked down the street, gently shaking the broken jade fan in his hand, and his narrow eyes looked at Tie Muyi like a fox.
Of course he knew why Tie Muyi came. Fengyu Tower knew almost everything about the world.
But what he didn't expect was that Tie Muyi would come so quickly. Didn't he say he was still on his way to Suzhou?
Considering Tie Muyi is not good at finding his way, it should take a few days for him to arrive.
His appearance here at this time obviously has a great impact on his plans.
It seems that the secret agents from the Iron Sword Sect will be replaced after a while.
Just when Xiao Muchu was thinking about replacing personnel, Mu Wu looked at Tie Muyi with admiration.
It was a good sword, he could tell. The sword was ringing, and even though Tie Muyi hadn't drawn his sword yet, he could already feel the sharp sword energy.
As a swordsman, sword knowledge is the most basic skill. He saw a possibility in those seven iron swords, a possibility of becoming famous swords. Maybe they are not well-known now, but one day, they will definitely be famous in the world.
Just like Dugu Bufu's sword.
"What's the name of your sword?" Mu Wu asked.
Conversations between swordsmen may have always been so direct.
Tiemuyi also looked at Mu Wu, his eyes fell on the ancient sword in his hand, and answered while holding the iron sword.
"Seven difficulties."
This is the name of the sword, not the name of the sword technique.
Mu Wu nodded slightly and held the ancient sword horizontally in his hand: "Eternal Regret."
This sword named after hatred indeed carries lingering hatred.
Tie Muyi looked at the sword in Mu Wu's hand for a while and said.
"Your sword is broken."
“It’s broken.”
Mu Wu did not deny it, but grasped the hilt and pulled out the ancient sword in his hand.
At this time, the people on both sides could see clearly that the ancient sword of Changhen was only half, and even the remaining half of the sword blade was broken.
This is how Mu Wu's Broken Sword got its name.
His sword is always broken.
As for why it was broken, that is a very old story.
Among the people present, Xiao Muchu was probably the only one who knew something.
"I've remembered your sword." Mu Wu held the broken sword, ignored the other people on both sides, and said to Tie Muyi.
"Leave now. I'll wait for you at the next World Sword Alliance."
The World Sword Alliance is a sword-testing competition for swordsmen from all over the world. It is held once every three years and all the swordsmen in the world will come, no matter they are young swordsmen just starting out or famous masters who have already established themselves.
Young swordsmen seek fame, while established masters seek to advance further.
Even Dugu Bufu will come, seeking an opponent.
Mu Wu took a fancy to Tie Muyi's sword, so he hoped that he would come instead of dying here.
"I will go." Tie Muyi said.
"But I won't move out of the way."
Following the sound of metal rubbing against each other, he slowly pulled out an iron sword. Every movement of the heavy blade seemed to contain a tremendous force.
Until the iron sword was completely pulled out, Tie Muyi placed the narrow sword blade on the ground.
"when!"
There was a sound vibration, and everyone could see that the sword was very heavy, so heavy that an ordinary swordsman might not be able to even lift it.
Tie Muyi drew his sword, which meant he was going to fight.
"I won't hold back." Mu Wu said coldly.
"I don't know either." Tie Muyi's eyes seemed to be filled with anticipation. He looked forward to the opportunity to fight with every swordsman.
Then, he will find Dugu Bufu.
Without saying anything else, Mu Wu remained silent for a while.
Then, a figure flashed before everyone's eyes, and they vaguely saw a flash of sword light. It was Mu Wu drawing his sword.
How fast can a sword be?
The fastest sword in the world is Dugu Bufu. Few people can see his sword clearly. The second fastest is Mu Wu.
Mu Wu's sword was only slightly slower than Dugu Bufu's. How much slower? Dugu Bufu had said it himself.
A foot and a half slower.
Which one and a half feet?
One and a half feet broken .
Over the years, Dugu Bufu has found many swords for Mu Wu, some of which were made by famous craftsmen and some were legendary weapons handed down from generation to generation, just wanting to compete with him again.
But Mu Wu never used any other sword except his broken sword .
Some people said that he could only use a broken sword, but Dugu Bufu didn't know that he could use a long sword.
The reason why he never wanted to use the long sword was probably because of his hatred for the broken sword.
Mu Wu could not let go of his hatred for the broken sword, and he would never make any progress in his life.
He drew a line for himself, a line only one and a half feet long, but one that he could never cross in his entire life.
But no one knows whether he can't cross it or doesn't want to cross it.
Mu Wu is very strong and ruthless. If people in the martial arts world were to make a list of the people they least want to fight, he would definitely be in the top ten.
Whenever his sword moved, someone would almost certainly die.
But he couldn't kill Tie Muyi.
As for the reason, it was because of the man in white who just escaped.
Tie Muyi learned sword skills from him, which was taught by Li Si.
There was no way. Even someone as strong as Mu Wu could not guard against that habitual thief. There was nothing in the world that Li Si could not borrow.
Sure enough, when the broken sword stabbed in front of him, Tie Muyi had already raised the iron sword in his hand.
Tie Muyi's sword is very special. To put it in the most intuitive way, he has seven swords.
When Mu Wu's broken sword stabbed the iron sword in Tie Muyi's hand, the iron sword retreated. At the same time, Tie Muyi turned around, drew out another iron sword with his left hand and slashed at Mu Wu's waist.
The heavy sword slashed down, and a strong wind blew.
Mu Wu immediately turned the sword in his hand and blocked the iron sword that was coming towards him.
"Zz!"
Sparks flew between the two swords.
But the next moment, Mu Wu discovered something wrong. No one was holding the second sword.
That's right, when the sword was halfway through, Tie Muyi had already let go of the hand holding the sword, allowing the sword to continue cutting.
At the same time, he drew out the third sword from behind him and slashed towards Mu Wu from top to bottom.
The offensive instantly changed from one direction to two directions.
Mu Wu frowned and knocked the second sword away immediately.
But because the iron sword was too heavy, he only knocked it half a meter away in a hurry.
The angle at which the iron sword flew out seemed to have been planned in advance, and it spun and fell back to Tie Muyi's side.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Wu raised his sword to block the third sword that Tie Muyi was about to chop down.
As expected, when the third sword was halfway through, Tie Muyi had already let go.
When the sword fell, he turned around and caught the second sword, and together with the first sword still in his hand, he slashed at Mu Wu's open chest from the left and right.
This time, the two-directional swords turned into three directions.
"prick!"
The sword slashed past and Mu Wu pulled back.
After just a fight, Mu Wu retreated, which made Xiao Muchu, who was standing aside, narrow his eyes in surprise.
Tiemuyi then stabbed the two iron swords in his hands into the ground, turned over and caught the third sword that was about to fly out, and fell gracefully from mid-air.
This is how he uses the sword, he never holds the sword all the time, he just controls the direction of the sword.
He can manipulate seven swords at the same time, attacking from seven different directions using seven different sword techniques.
You can also catch the swords and use them again when your opponent knocks them away.
Fighting with him was like fighting seven people at the same time, and these swords were so powerful that there was no way to retreat.
This is also the reason why he, as a young man who has just entered the world, can make so many famous people suffer losses.
He knows so many sword techniques, and at the same time, he can use so many of them.
With his swordsmanship that is like controlling a sword, people who fight him for the first time will usually be caught off guard.
The wind blew away the light clouds that were half covering the crescent moon.
Under the reflection of the bright moon, iron swords lined the streets.
Tie Muyi stood in the center of the iron sword and touched his cheek. There was a sword mark on his cheek. It was very shallow, but some blood still flowed out.
His swordsmanship was very sophisticated, but Mu Wu's sword was also just as fast.
