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【The Reflection of the Sword's Ridge】63 

Word Count: 5263
Author: firstwarrior   Published:
2016/6/19   Chapter 63: The Witch's Schemes Are Limitless   Tiger Earth Rebellious was currently reveling with Water Blue, whom he had finally won over after many twists and turns. Both were completely naked;   Tiger Earth Rebellious lay flat on a tiger skin, while Water Blue galloped across him like a wild horse.   Defeat at Yan Feiyun's hands had indeed left Tiger Earth Rebellious sullen. Seeing the resentment in her lover's eyes, Water Blue   immediately and understandingly teased him. The two hit it off immediately, ignoring Murong Meier in the same room   , and began their intimacy right in front of her.   Water Blue moaned uncontrollably under Tiger Earth Rebellious's fierce thrusts, while Murong Meier   sat calmly on a chaise lounge, smiling as she drank her Japanese sake.   Tiger Earth Reversal greatly admired Murong Mei'er's intelligence, but also coveted her beauty. That's why he   deliberately flirted with Shui Youlan in front of Mei'er, intentionally showing her his own talents. Unfortunately, Mei'er   remained unmoved, leaving him secretly disappointed.   Helpless, Tiger Earth Reversal had no choice but to shamelessly invite Murong Mei'er, "Miss Murong,   don't be bored alone, come join us!"   Murong Mei'er shook her head slightly, "You guys play! I'm thinking about some things..."   Tiger Earth Reversal, having been rebuffed, could only concentrate on Shui Youlan. His enormous dragon relentlessly   thrust into the female sorcerer from below, giving her unprecedented pleasure.   Murong Mei'er was indeed lost in thought. Before leaving the Central Plains, she had returned to the Murong family to pay homage to the   family patriarch, whom they collectively referred to as their ancestor, Murong Tian.   At that time, Murong Tian had already learned from the wounded Murong Feng that Miyamoto Ying was actually   Murong Ying, who had been missing for many years. Therefore, when Murong Mei'er reported to him that she wanted to travel across the ocean to Fusang to find Murong Xue and Miyamoto Ying,   he readily agreed.   The patriarch said, "Mei'er, go to Fusang and bring Xue'er and Ying'er back! I never imagined that Ying'er   was not only still alive, but also so skilled in martial arts! Her return is undoubtedly a great   boost to our Murong family!"   Murong Mei'er remained silent, quietly waiting for the patriarch to finish speaking.   "After you arrive in Fusang, take this token to find a man named Jin Balong. He is   a close friend of your grandfather from many years ago. He holds a high position in Fusang and will definitely be able to help you find them."   These were the patriarch's last words, and then he yawned.   Murong Meier, being exceptionally intelligent, naturally understood that with the Ancestor's power, even the most sleepy person wouldn't be unable to control   their yawning. This was merely a hint that Meier could take her leave. So she bowed to the Ancestor   and departed.   The Ancestor had his plans, but Murong Meier also had her own schemes.   "Years ago, the Ancestor doted on Xiaoxue and Xiaoying, yet even now he still believes only   the two of them can uphold the Murong family's banner! Humph! You want them back? I'll make sure they never return   !"   After arriving in Fusang, following the Ancestor's instructions, she found Jin Balong, the leader of the Five Arts Masters, and   reached an agreement with him to cooperate. However, their agreement wasn't to bring Miyamoto Ying back to the Central Plains, but rather to cooperate   in capturing and killing her. The Five Arts Masters had already received orders from the Emperor to hunt down Miyamoto Ying with all their might, and the two sides quickly reached an agreement.   "The Japanese are ambitious and have their eyes on the Central Plains. Jin Balong never considered our ancestor a sworn brother   ; it's mostly just mutual exploitation. I must turn the tables and make these people kill each other, while I,   Murong Meier, reap the benefits. Ideally, I should lure Jin Balong to the Central Plains so he can fight our ancestor   to the death. Hmph, no one will allow me, Murong Meier, to be ignored, including you, our ancestor!"   Hu Tu Ni Tian, currently enjoying intimate moments with Shui You Lan, had no idea that Murong Meier   was actually plotting a series of schemes. He thought she was only being reserved and refusing to join their   ranks.   At this moment, Shui You Lan had reached her climax under Hu Tu Ni Tian's intense thrusts. Her body trembled, her eyes glazed   , and she fell backward onto his lap, her breasts still trembling, creating white, shimmering   waves.   Although Shui Youlan had succumbed, Hu Tu Ni Tian's dragon remained as erect as ever, still bearing   the heavy responsibility of being the mainstay. Hu Tu Ni Tian had originally planned to wait until Shui Youlan had recovered slightly before continuing their passionate encounter, but   unexpectedly, a pair of jade-like hands landed on his chest at that moment. Since only Hu Tu Ni Tian   , Shui Youlan, and Murong Mei'er were present, Hu Tu Ni Tian knew that the moment he had long awaited had finally arrived.   Murong Mei'er's jade-like hands continuously caressed Hu Tu Ni Tian's chest, her palms occasionally rubbing his nipples,   bringing him waves of ecstasy, making him unable to resist moving again. His dragon once again galloped within Shui Youlan   , causing Shui Youlan, who had previously quieted down, to moan again.   Hu Tu Ni Tian tried to get up and embrace Murong Mei'er, but she pressed him down with her hands, preventing him from getting up. She giggled and   said, "Mr. Tiger Earth, just lie there obediently and let this humble woman serve you..."   Looking at her smile, how could Tiger Earth possibly refuse? He could only nod repeatedly, grinning broadly   . As the saying goes, every creature has its counter. Tiger Earth was at ease with other women, even with   Shui Youlan, whom he had long admired, he still maintained control. But when it came to Murong Meier, he could only   submit and let her do as she pleased.   Murong Meier understood men's psychology well, knowing that the more unattainable something was, the more they wanted it. This time, she only wanted to give   Tiger Earth a little taste of sweetness; once the fish took the bait, she would have another powerful weapon. Her caressing   techniques were unparalleled. Tiger Earth, who had slept with countless women, couldn't resist her touch, involuntarily   increasing the speed of his thrusts into Shui Youlan, quickly bringing the water spirit to his second climax of the day.   "Fifth Brother..." Shui Youlan cried out, collapsing into Hu Tu Nitian's arms as if paralyzed, thus blocking...



































































He grabbed Murong Meier's hands. Hu Tu Ni Tian, eager to continue enjoying Murong Meier's caresses, hurriedly
lifted his third sister and placed her aside.
Murong Meier seized the opportunity, reaching out to tightly grasp Hu Tu Ni Tian's enormous member, and immediately began to stroke
it. Seeing its thickness, like a child's arm, covered in veins like gnarled tree roots, she was secretly alarmed.
She quickly used all her skills to ignite Hu Tu Ni Tian's passion and quickly subdue this beast.
Hu Tu Ni Tian felt Murong Meier's ten fingers relentlessly caressing his member, attending to
every inch of his body, and his emotions surged, causing him to lose control. He saw that
Murong Meier's red robe was slightly open, revealing her flawless white breasts close at hand, and he couldn't resist reaching out to grab them,
landing squarely on her right breast.
Murong Meier blushed, "Mr. Tiger Earth, you're so naughty..." She drew out the last "naughty" in a
long, coquettish voice, and Tiger Earth was instantly captivated.
Just then, Tiger Earth suddenly felt a burning heat from Murong Meier's palm, making his dragon feel
uncomfortable. As he groaned uncontrollably, the heat suddenly turned icy cold. As Tiger Earth
shivered, Murong Meier's palm became hot again.
After several such cycles of hot and cold, Tiger Earth could no longer restrain himself, and his passion shot out from his dragon head, splashing onto Murong
Meier and Shui Youlan, even getting some on Murong Meier's pretty face.
Murong Meier didn't resist at all; instead, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips clean. Seeing
this, Tiger Earth became even more uncontrollable, ejaculating again and again until he finally relaxed.
Murong Meier smiled sweetly at Hu Tu Nitian, "Mr. Hu Tu truly lives up to his reputation as a hero, possessing unparalleled
prowess!"
What man doesn't enjoy being praised by a woman, especially a beauty like Murong Meier, one in a million? Hu Tu
Nitian was overjoyed and couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Miss Murong, you flatter me!"
Shui Youlan wasn't a fool; she could see that Hu Tu Nitian harbored improper thoughts towards Murong Meier. However, at this moment, she
had no one else to rely on but Hu Tu Nitian, so she could only swallow her anger and remain silent for the time being.
Just as Hu Tu Nitian wanted to rest for a while, a copper bell on the wall suddenly rang. Hu Tu Nitian's
expression changed, and he immediately stood up from the tiger skin.
Murong Meier asked sweetly, "Mr. Hu Tu, is there an enemy attacking?"
Hu Tu Ni Tian nodded, "Indeed! Could it be that Yan Feiyun? If it really is him, he's walked right into a trap!" He was convinced that Yan Feiyun was seriously injured and couldn't possibly   recover
fully in a day, no matter how good his internal energy was ; he was no match for him.   Murong Meier smiled and said, "Whether it's Yan Feiyun or not, with Mr. Hu Tu here, I'm not   worried at all." She herself was clearly a peerless master, but she portrayed herself as a frail little woman   . However, men generally like to play the hero, and Hu Tu Ni Tian was no exception. He   was quite pleased with her words.   Murong Meier was originally an extremely intelligent person. When she first got together with Wu Xiaotian, she was deeply favored and   became spoiled, often acting unreasonably towards him, and becoming completely naive. It wasn't until she learned of Wu Xiaotian's betrayal   that her dark side gradually surfaced, becoming uncontrollable. She was single-mindedly determined to   eliminate everyone who had betrayed her, including Yan Feiyun and even her ancestor—   the one she felt hadn't valued her enough.   "My first step has succeeded. Tiger Earth Against Heaven will eventually submit to me. The next step is to   kill Yan Feiyun and Gong Benying, then lure the Five Arts Masters to the Central Plains, letting them fight the ancestor!"   She thought this wicked plan while smiling sweetly. The more ruthless her scheme, the sweeter her smile   . Those unaware of her true nature would only be captivated by her beauty, never suspecting she was a femme fatale.   Before dawn, Yan Feiyun and Gong Benying arrived at her lair. With lightning   speed, they stormed Tiger Earth Against Heaven's lair, attacking his subordinates as soon as they encountered them. In a short time, more than half of Tiger Earth Against Heaven's men were killed or   wounded.   Yan Feiyun still wielded a steel sword, though not the same one he had used before, its power   was equally astonishing. He was heartbroken that Sakuragi Niji was in danger because of him, so this time he showed no mercy. His injuries had now healed by ninety percent, and almost none of Tiger Earth's subordinates could withstand   him   , all dying within one or two moves .   Miyamoto Ying didn't use a sword; her only weapon was a tree branch. But that ordinary branch   became a deadly weapon in her hands. Her attacks were a perfect blend of strength and flexibility; her opponents' katanas   snapped in two upon clashing with her branch, truly unstoppable.   Despite being outnumbered and surrounded by numerous samurai, the two achieved a resounding victory. Where   they passed, screams echoed, and blood and flesh flew, creating a bloody path. By the time Tiger Earth, dressed in samurai attire, arrived, over a hundred of his men   had died, and the ground was littered with corpses.   "Yan Feiyun! You've finally delivered yourself to my doorstep!" Tiger Earth Rebellious roared, and his tiger-headed saber   struck out, bringing a gust of wind as it cleaved down towards Yan Feiyun's crown.   Yan Feiyun neither dodged nor evaded the blow, continuing to wield his sword. Just as his head was about to be cleaved open,   Tiger Earth Rebellious suddenly felt his blade's momentum being pulled by a gentle force, momentarily losing its aim and merely   brushing past Yan Feiyun.   Tiger Earth Rebellious turned his head and saw that the one who had attacked was a woman in white, with bright eyes and white teeth, who had actually   neutralized his attack with just a tree branch. A chill ran through him, and a name slipped out, "Miyamoto Ying!"   Miyamoto Ying stared coldly at him, saying, "Didn't you Five Arts people try every means to find me? Now your   wish has been fulfilled!"   Tiger Earth Rebellious Heaven laughed wildly, "Good! Today I, Tiger Earth Rebellious Heaven, finally have the honor   of fighting against Miyamoto Ying, the number one swordsman of Japan! But... where is your sword?"   Miyamoto Ying replied calmly, "I have never claimed to be the number one swordsman. Besides, I no longer use a sword."   Tiger Earth Rebellious Heaven laughed uncontrollably, "Hehehe! A number one swordsman who doesn't use a sword! I don't care whether you use a sword or not!"








































"Anyway, as long as I kill you, the title of Number One Swordsman will naturally fall into my hands! Take this!"
Yan Feiyun let Miyamoto Ei deal with Hu Tu Nitian, while he himself continued
to kill the samurai one by one, making them cry out in agony. Just as Yan Feiyun's sword pierced a samurai's heart, a
gust of wind suddenly came from above his head. Knowing the danger, Yan Feiyun immediately lifted the wounded samurai upwards, making the poor samurai
his shield, taking the fatal blow for him.
The samurai, already doomed from Yan Feiyun's sword, vomited blood on the spot and
died instantly after taking the second blow.
Yan Feiyun then saw clearly that the enemy's weapon was just a colorful ribbon ten feet long. At the same time, he
heard a melodious laugh and knew that Murong Meier had arrived.
"Feiyun, has your injury improved? Why didn't you rest and recuperate after being injured, instead of
fighting and killing outside? How can anyone feel at ease knowing you don't know how to take care of yourself?"
Hearing Murong Meier's caring concern, Yan Feiyun involuntarily trembled and couldn't help but shout,
"Murong Meier, you're determined to kill us all, so why pretend to be kind?"
While the two were exchanging words, Murong Meier's attacks didn't stop. Her ribbons, like venomous snakes,
lashed out at Yan Feiyun, each strike brimming with internal force. If hit, even if one didn't die, they would certainly be severely injured.
Since Murong Meier had already made her move, the group of warriors from Tiger Earth didn't want to die in vain, so they stopped
attacking Yan Feiyun and simply surrounded him, restricting his movement. Murong Meier's ribbons were a full ten feet long,
making close combat with Yan Feiyun unnecessary. Yan Feiyun's steel sword, however, was too far away; if he couldn't reach
Murong Meier, he couldn't harm the witch.
Yan Feiyun knew this was a disadvantage; a single misstep could
be fatal. He couldn't think of a good strategy.
After fighting for a while, Yan Feiyun suddenly noticed the group of warriors surrounding him and immediately had
an idea. He deflected one of Murong Meier's attacks and charged at the warriors, wielding his sword. Seeing
their enemy attacking again, the warriors had no choice but to fight back.
Yan Feiyun had a different plan this time. Wherever his steel sword struck, the warriors' swords fell to the ground. He aimed precisely at
the falling swords, repeatedly kicking the hilts and backs of the blades, sending several swords
flying towards Murong Meier.
Facing the flying samurai swords, Murong Meier remained calm and composed. With her left hand, she drew
another colorful ribbon from her waist. She chuckled, "Feiyun, Feiyun, your moves are incredibly swift, truly worthy of a master
! It's a pity you forgot that a person has two hands, and each hand can attack independently..." As she spoke,
the two ribbons danced together, deflecting the samurai swords one by one, while the attacks aimed at Yan Feiyun remained
undiminished.
Murong Meier watched with a smile as Yan Feiyun dodged left and right, then suddenly shouted, "Water Mage, aren't you
going to make a move?"
Her shout was followed by Shui Youlan's attack. She suddenly emerged from the group of samurai, wielding
two short swords. Although Yan Feiyun dodged the first strike, the second left a gash on his chest.
In fact, Shui Youlan had already arrived. Seeing Yan Feiyun struggling, and remembering his previous mercy in sparing his life, she had been
reluctant to join forces with Murong Meier to attack him. Only after Meier specifically named him did she reluctantly intervene. She and Murong
Meier, one attacking from a distance and the other in close combat, forced Yan Feiyun to defend himself with his sword.
"Feiyun, Feiyun, your martial arts are superb. We two women were forced to
fight you out of our own accord. We're just playing around, please don't take it seriously..." Besides the relentless
attacks, Murong Meier also constantly distracted Yan Feiyun with words, truly employing a two-pronged
tactic.
On the other side, Hu Tu Ni Tian was fighting Gong Ben Ying with a solemn expression. Each strike of his tiger-head saber carried
immense force. Logically, Gong Ben Ying's tree branch should have been an unstoppable force, but every strike was
deflected by Gong Ben Ying's gentle strength, rendering his efforts futile.
Enraged, Hu Tu roared defiantly, his swordplay shifting dramatically. It transformed from pure, unyielding strength to a blend of power and gentleness,
each strike no longer a straight slash but a curved attack. This technique, known as "The Fox Borrows the Tiger's Might," was a masterstroke
, a feint with real power, all delivered from tricky angles—his trump card.
Upon unleashing this technique, Miyamoto Ying was immediately on high alert, giving it her all.

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