Mu Wushuang took two steps back and bowed and said, "Seeking the Rebellion." Then he turned around and walked towards Li Yu and others. Long Sizhan also let go of Tong Tianbing's wrists, and glanced at Tong Yinzheng with his fingers raised and suddenly pointed to Mu Wushuang's back. Long Sizhan's eyebrows pressed slightly, and Mu Wushuang seemed to be walking unconsciously. When Tong Yinzheng had already rushed to Mu Wushuang's back, Mu Wushuang lowered his waist and swept his right leg directly to Tong Yinzheng's waist.

Tong Yin was kicked several feet by him, but he was caught by the onlookers and did not fall to the ground. Bai Yisheng and Zhou Siwei and Hu Jingbo were both secretly frightened and could not help but silently recite: "If this guy named Mu Wushuang enters the final competition, who else can stop him? Moreover, his Juluo Jian has never been used!"

Mu Wushuang looked at Tong Tianbing. Tong Tianbing came to his son with a green face and touched his pulse. He knew that Mu Wushuang had not used his skills, but just kicked Tong Yinzheng away with one leg. Tong Tianbing looked at what Mu Wushuang wanted to say, but he didn't say it out of the way. He directly raised his son and left. Long Sizhan watched the backs of Tong Tianbing and his son disappear, and whispered "Continue." and returned to his seat.

Zhang Tingmu was already standing in the competition venue with a single sword in his arms. Bai Yisheng also drew out his long sword and walked slowly to the opposite side of Zhang Tingmu. Zhang Tingmu bowed his politeness and drew out the ghost-headed sword. Bai Yisheng also raised his long sword and pointed it at Zhang Tingmu. Long Sikun and Yang Tiantai both looked at Zhang Tingmu nervously. Bai Yisheng's long sword shook out a sword flower, and a ball of white light instantly stabbed Zhang Tingmu.

Zhang Tingmu's sword crossed and blocked Bai Yisheng's long sword. Both of them tried a few tentative moves, and they used the entry-level sword technique. After a few moves, Zhang Tingmu's sword technique gradually became sharp, and Bai Yisheng became more dull when he took action. Zhang Tingmu's blade turned sharply and used the Shikun sword. Bai Yisheng felt that his long sword was like stirring up the mud. When he took action, he felt that the sword was extremely heavy and consumed a lot of his physical strength in vain.

Zhang Tingmu seized the opportunity and cut a corner of Bai Yisheng's clothes with a big sword. Bai Yisheng took advantage of Zhang Tingmu's stopping to stab Zhang Tingmu's lower abdomen. Zhang Tingmu frowned and could only block one knife in a hurry, but Bai Yisheng had no intention of stopping. Zhang Tingmu could only slash Bai Yisheng's left waist with one knife, trying to force him back. Unexpectedly, Bai Yisheng didn't care at all, and let Zhang Tingmu's big sword cut his coat, but instead stabbed Zhang Tingmu's wrist with one sword.

Zhang Tingmu couldn't dodge, and Bai Yisheng pierced a large piece of flesh and blood suddenly bleed. Zhang Tingmu hurriedly jumped back, looked at his right wrist, and then looked at Bai Yisheng with a relaxed face, and couldn't help but close his lips. Mu Wushuang and Li Yu stared at Bai Yisheng's eyes were about to spit out fire, because under Bai Yisheng's broken coat, a piece of golden fur was exposed.

Mu Wushuang couldn't help but pick out the Juluo sword in Cunxu's hand. Li Yu also held the two hammers tightly and whispered: "Jiu Master! If you have a spirit in the sky, let the senior brother kill this kid with one knife!" Mu Wushuang said with a cold face: "He doesn't want to take away the things from Jiu Master today!" At this time, Bai Yisheng said proudly: "Young Master Zhang is indeed very good at martial arts, but he can't do anything to me!"

Zhang Tingmu sneered and said, "I can't do it! Then try it!" After that, Zhang Tingmu took a step forward, threw a stone and asked for directions to slash Bai Yisheng. Bai Yisheng hurriedly waved his sword to block it. Zhang Tingmu's big sword cut a large piece of clothes on Bai Yisheng's chest. After Zhang Tingmu succeeded, he immediately cut the stars and slashed Bai Yisheng's chest with one move. Bai Yisheng staggered back two steps. Zhang Tingmu then used all the clouds across the mountain, everything was back to spring, sitting on the ground, free and free, the building was full of west wind, the moon shadow was chilly, and the peak circuit was originally used.

After two extremely exquisite moves of the Qi Jue Knife, Bai Yisheng had no power to resist the other seven moves. Zhang Tingmu's clothes were cut at all, leaving only a golden fur tights wrapped around his body. Bai Yisheng stepped aside in a mess, and Zhang Tingmu looked at him coldly, and the blood flowed from the wound on his wrist became even more urgent. After Bai Yisheng stood firm, he looked at Zhang Tingmu's wound and couldn't help but sneer and said, "Xia Zhang, if you don't stop bleeding, you may be blood on your body will dry!"

Zhang Tingmu lowered his eyebrows and said, "I'm fine!" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Tingmu suddenly felt dizzy and took a few steps back. Zhang Tingmu hurriedly stabbed the single knife to the ground and shook his head hard. Bai Yisheng smiled and said, "Xia Zhang, your knife can't do anything to me, I've said it long ago!" At this time, Long Sizhan stared at Bai Yisheng's unbreakable demon armor. Like Mu Wushuang, fire was almost spitting out of Long Sizhan's eyes.

I remembered that Bai Xiaochuan was making a big fuss in the mourning hall half a year ago, and it turned out that it was a thief who called to catch the thief. Long Sizhan, who understood the cause and effect, looked at Dai Deyong, who was angry. Dai Deyong naturally understood the whole story, but just glared at Bai Xiaochuan fiercely. Long Sizhan looked at Bai Xiaochuan who was slightly proud and couldn't help but clench his fists. A sound like a thrilling bean came from her knuckles. Long Sikun suddenly stood up and said, "Tingkuang, don't fight, give up quickly!"

Zhang Tingmu gritted his teeth and stood up straight and said, "Abstaining from him? How can Tingmu be convinced!" After that, Zhang Tingmu used his internal strength, and a lot of blood on his wrists spewed out in an instant, and blood was everywhere on the competition court. Bai Yisheng couldn't help but chuckled and said, "How many times did you want me to say it, your sword can't do anything to me!" At this time, someone suddenly said loudly in the air: "It's so shameless. His sword can't work, then can my man Wang Jian do it!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Mu Wushuang hurriedly looked up and saw Lang Qi squatting in the air ten feet high, holding the Miaocheng sword in his arms. "Lang Qi!" Mu Wushuang couldn't help but whisper, and instantly wanted to pull out the Juluo sword. Lang Qi stood up and said, "I don't want to stay under the eyes of Yu Shura for too long. After killing someone, I'll leave immediately." After that, Lang Qi pulled out the Miaocheng sword, and the gentle silver light instantly wrapped the sun, and Long Sizhan couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Lang Qi took the opportunity to come to the ground, and wailing sounds suddenly came one after another. The huge power of the Miaocheng sword even Long Sizhan felt his hair standing up. Mu Wushuang suddenly pulled out the Juluo sword, and his demonic pupils argued in the silver light. Lang Qi's figure flew around like a butterfly, and whenever he went there, someone would wail. Mu Wushuang's eyes stared at Lang Qi nervously, and found that Lang Qi was flying towards him.

Mu Wushuang turned his head and saw Lu Xianping, Wen Guzhi, Xin Wuke, Li Yu and others were all not far away from him. Seeing that Lang Qie had already picked up the King of Man Sword and stabbed him here. When Lang Qie was not far away, Mu Wushuang suddenly waved his sword to block the Miaocheng sword in his hand. Lang Qie showed a surprised expression and turned over and stood in the air a few feet away and said, "Ju Luo Jian? Forget it, there are two more, you are lucky today!" After that, Lang Qie stepped back lightly. Long Sizhan stood up and said, "If you want to leave after killing someone, you can't do such a cheap thing!" Lang Qie smiled and said, "Yu Shura, let's see how many disciples you died!"

While speaking, Lang Qin had already floated outside the courtyard wall of Jiujian Pavilion. Zhang Tingmu looked at Lang Qin who had already walked away and suddenly found a bunch of red figures attacking Lang Qin. Zhang Tingmu's eyes suddenly opened and rounded: The man in red twisted his face. Although Zhang Tingmu didn't see her eyebrows clearly, he saw the beauty mole on her chin. Mu Wushuang also pressed his eyebrows and said, "Miss Gu Xin? What are she doing!"

Zhang Tingmu grabbed Mu Wushuang and said, "Go and see! Miss Gu..." Mu Wushuang nodded and used his walking skills to chase Lang Qie and Gu Xin. Li Yu and Zhang Xi supported Zhang Tingmu. Zhang Tingmu whispered, "Manzi, go... Forget it, let Mu Tou go alone." Li Yu looked at Zhang Tingmu nervously, while Bai Yisheng still stood opposite Zhang Tingmu with a look of surprise.

Long Sizhan had adapted to the silver light of the Renwang Sword. After a closer look, dozens of corpses were lying on the ground. Long Sizhan sat heavily on the chair and said, "The Renwang Sword is definitely a disaster in his hands!" Long Sikun also nodded with an angry face and said, "So many people have been killed in the blink of an eye. This Lang Qie is really bloodthirsty!" Zhang Bao whispered: "He said there are two more, what does it mean?"
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