"Okay, okay, I'll show you what a truly peerless sword is." Mo Yanhong did not use his full strength just now, for fear of accidentally destroying Qiu Gongfeng's sword. Provoked by Mu Hanyan, he was too lazy to think too much, and simply jumped in front of Mu Hanyan, and simultaneously concentrated his strength in both hands, slashing with both swords.

"Calm down, young master. My sword is my sword." Qiu Gongsheng did not think that his so-called magic sword could be compared with the sword forged by Master Xuanyuan. He became very anxious when he saw this.

Unfortunately, Mo Yanhong moved too quickly and it was too late for him to stop him.

There was a slight "clang" sound, followed by a flash of silver light, and a long sword was broken in half.

"See it, see it, what a truly peerless sword is, Mu Hanyan, you actually dare to doubt Master Xuanyuan, you are truly ignorant and fearless." Mo Yanhong looked down at Mu Hanyan and said with contempt.

There was dead silence all around, and everyone stared blankly at the half-broken sword under Mo Yanhong's feet.

Qiu Gongsheng's hand, which had wanted to stop Mo Yanhong, froze in mid-air, his face dazed.

"Mr. Mo, can't you tell left from right?" Mu Hanyan tilted her head and looked at Mo Yanhong as if he were a mentally retarded person.

Mo Yanhong then realized something was wrong. He looked down and saw that what was cut in half was actually the "peerless sword" forged by Master Xuanyuan himself, and not the sword that Qiu Gongfeng had in mind.

"What's going on?" Mo Yanhong was petrified and his whole body turned cold.

"It's fake, it really is fake! Master Xuanyuan's sword is fake." Someone in the crowd finally exclaimed. Although the words were a bit incoherent, the meaning was still clear.

"With the reputation of Master Xuanyuan, how could he possibly come up with a fake product to cheat people?" Some people were puzzled.

"That's easy. That old guy is just a liar who's seeking fame and reputation."

"Looking at his aloof and detached demeanor, and that rare sword case he has, who would have thought he was a fraud?"

"And this so-called Chengjun Sword, who can tell it's a fake just by looking at its appearance?" Others shook their heads and said with emotion.

Everyone looked at Mo Yanhong with sympathy. Forty million, forty million to buy such a bunch of scrap metal. Even people who saw it felt distressed.

"Congratulations, Mr. Mo. You've made a fortune by spending 40 million to buy two swords forged by Master Xuanyuan himself." Mu Hanyan pointed to a piece of sword tip on the ground, then pointed to the half-sword in Mo Yanhong's hand, and said seriously.

"Puchi...Puchi..." Laughter sounds came from all directions at the same time.

This Mr. Mu is really sharp-tongued. Isn't this just rubbing salt into the wound?

Mo Yanhong stared at Mu Hanyan intently, so angry that he couldn't even speak.

"Mr. Mo, the responsibility of maintaining peace in the Holy Court Continent and protecting Anyun's safety still lies on you. Don't get too excited. Stay calm. Stay calm." Mu Hanyan stood up, patted Mo Yanhong on the shoulder, and said earnestly.

All around, the laughter became even more cheerful.

"Mr. Qiu, chase, chase that old liar, I want to cut him into pieces." Mo Yanhong's face turned purple with anger, and he shouted at Mr. Qiu.

Qiu Gongsheng was still in a daze, but when he heard this, he hurried out to chase after him.

"You think others are fools? After cheating such a large sum of money, why don't you just run away? You stay in Yunjing City and wait to die." Mu Hanyan said contemptuously.

As he spoke, Qiu Gongsheng had already rushed to the door, but suddenly stopped and let out a long sigh.

Xuanyuan Fengchen has been gone for quite some time. How should we chase him now and where should we chase him?

"Don't chase me, you can't catch up. You should just maintain the peace of the continent and protect Anyun's safety. I'm leaving first." Mu Hanyan looked at Mo Yanhong with sympathy and turned away.

"Mu Hanyan!" Mo Yanhong shouted with gritted teeth.

"What's wrong?" Mu Hanyan turned her head.

"Did you know long ago that the old guy was a liar?" Mo Yanhong suppressed his anger and said with his whole body trembling.

"Nonsense, why would I set you up if I didn't know? Do you think I really like that...oh, now it's two pieces of junk? Forty million, even a penny is too much for me. Only a fool like you would fall for it.

"Alas, after being called 'Mu the Prodigal' for so many years, today someone finally took the blame. From now on, if anyone dares to call me 'Mu the Prodigal' again, I will fight to the death. Wouldn't that be stealing the limelight from Master Mo, 'Mo the Prodigal'?" Mu Hanyan said sarcastically, but her smile was as bright as it could be.

He quietly made a few hand gestures with his hands, and suddenly a strange light flashed in his eyes, and an invisible spell appeared in Mo Yanhong's eyes.

"Mu Hanyan, I'm going to kill you." Mo Yanhong was already furious, so angry that he could not withstand the stimulation of Mu Hanyan's soul contract technique. His blood rushed to his head, and he suddenly roared and slapped Mu Hanyan with a palm.

Ninth-rank Swordsman! I didn't expect this guy's strength to improve significantly after returning to Beijing.

Of course, such cultivation poses no threat to Mu Hanyan.

But Mu Hanyan neither dodged nor blocked, instead pretending to be panicked and yelled, "Mo Yanhong, what are you doing?"

The others also changed color slightly. Mo Yanhong's attack was too sudden and no one had time to stop him.

"Bang", with a dull sound, Mu Hanyan was slapped by Mo Yanhong and took several steps back.

"Mr. Mo, you actually attacked and injured someone in my Nanyan Chamber of Commerce. Do you really not take my Nanyan Chamber of Commerce seriously?" Che Xiang was shocked and quickly went to Mu Hanyan's side.

"Young Master, calm down, calm down." Qiu Gongsheng was also shocked and quickly turned around to stop Mo Yanhong.

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