The disciples of Jiujian Pavilion were naturally in an uproar when they saw Zhang Tingye sneak attacking Mu Wushuang. Wang Ling sighed and shook his head gently. Yang Tiantai, Lu Xianping and others were all staring at Zhang Tingye coldly. At this time, Zhang Xiuwen looked at Zhang Tingye nervously, and then looked at Long Sikun's brother and sister. Long Sikun was still calm, and the muscles at the corner of Long Sizhan's mouth twitched unnaturally twice.

Zhang Xiuwen couldn't help but be shocked, knowing that Long Sizhan looked down on Zhang Tingye from the bottom of his heart. When Zhang Tingye was just glad that he succeeded, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Only Xin Wuke said coldly: "Junior Brother Zhang, the yellow bird is behind!" A blood mist splashed on Zhang Tingye's back, and the onlookers burst into booing. Qiu Luoxiu was still looking at the competition venue coldly, but Dai Deyong said gloatingly: "If it weren't for the infighting of the disciples of Jiujian Pavilion, who would have beaten that boy named Mu! Haha, Yu Shura, thank you for giving in to your niece!"

Just as Long Sizhan was about to stand up, Bai Xiaochuan immediately said in a slight silence: "Yu Shura, don't break the rules." Long Sizhan could only sit down slowly and look at the competition venue with a blue face. After Mu Wushuang was stabbed by Zhang Tingye's sword, Zhou Siwei and Hu Jingbo took the opportunity to stab Mu Wushuang in front of his chest. Mu Wushuang could only endure the severe pain, lifted his left arm and blocked the sword moves with a long sword.

Zhang Tingye was hit on the back by Xin Wuke, and he also took a slight loss of force. He couldn't help but take a step forward. The Honghen Sword cut half a foot into Mu Wushuang's body. Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth and hurriedly used the internal strength of the Tianyang True Classic. Zhang Tingye took the opportunity to hold Mu Wushuang's shoulder. Zhang Xiuwen's face changed drastically when he used his light skills to rush into the competition venue. Lu Xianping and Yang Tiantai tacitly pressed and held Zhang Xiuwen tightly.

Yang Tiantai said coldly: "Zhang Zhengge, once you enter, you will definitely become an excuse for others! The little junior sister's reputation for this life will be over!" Zhang Xiuwen roared in a low voice: "But my son..." Lu Xianping couldn't help but increase the strength in his hands. Zhang Xiuwen felt that the bones on his shoulders seemed to be crushed. Zhang Xiuwen looked at Lu Xianping angrily and anxiously.

Lu Xianping also said with a gloomy face: "If your son hadn't made trouble, how could this situation be! Zhang Xianwuer, how did you teach your son!" Zhang Xiuwen looked at Lu Xianping glared at Lu Xianping, and Lu Xianping looked at Zhang Tingye with contempt. Zhang Xiuwen couldn't help but shout, "Lu Fengjue! If my son makes any mistakes, I will...I will take you..."

Zhang Xiuwen spoke loudly, and Long Sizhan and others looked at Zhang Xiuwen one after another. Mu Wushuang heard Zhang Xiuwen's roar and looked at Long Yubing unconsciously. Long Yubing was also looking at him, but there was a hint of ridicule in Long Yubing's eyes. Mu Wushuang only looked at Long Yubing and turned around, and saw Hu Jingbo and Zhou Siwei attacking him from left to right.

Mu Wushuang pressed his eyebrows, picked up the Shuangji sword with his backhand and crashed into Zhang Tingye with the hilt of the sword. Zhang Tingye and the Red Demon Sword all left Mu Wushuang's body. The blood column like a fountain splashed so that the competition field was covered with blood. Mu Wushuang was in a deep pain and became more focused. The sword moves of Hu Jingbo and Zhou Siwei were almost impeccable. No matter how Mu Wushuang hid, he would be stabbed by one person.

After Mu Wushuang stood firm, he suddenly lowered his body - Xin Wuke's big sword swept across from a few inches above Mu Wushuang's head, and just hit Zhou Siwei's long sword. Liu Manmang saw Xin Wuke sneak attacking Zhang Tingye and then attacking Mu Wushuang, and his lungs were so angry that he almost exploded. Mu Wushuang took the opportunity to switch the long sword to his right hand and covered the wound on his lower abdomen with his left hand, but the sword wound on his back still kept bleeding.

Xin Wuke was stunned after slashing the air with a knife, then frowned and stared at Mu Wushuang. Zhou Siwei kept a distance from Hu Jingbo, and then became a situation of confrontation between four people. Mu Wushuang pointed at Xin Wuke with the tip of his sword. Xin Wuke felt nervous, but then Mu Wushuang pointed at Zhang Tingye again and whispered: "Take him out." Xin Wuke hesitated and nodded, and took a few steps back in front of Mu Wushuang and the other two, and brought Zhang Tingye to the side of the competition.

Zhang Tingye whispered, "What are you doing! I can continue!" Xin Wuke looked at him and snorted inwardly, "You have sealed the acupoint by Senior Brother Mu, what else can you compare to!" The moment Mu Wushuang hit Zhang Tingye just now, he pointed Zhang Tingye's Tanzhong acupoint, slowing down his blood flow. Although Mu Wushuang had good intentions and didn't want Zhang Tingye to lose too much blood, Zhang Tingye glared at Mu Wushuang with hatred.

Long Yubing looked at Mu Wushuang with pale faces, and heard the conversation between Xin Wuke and Zhang Tingye again, and suddenly felt that he had misunderstood him. Zhang Xiuwen hurriedly picked up Zhang Tingye from Xin Wuke's hand and walked out of the crowd. When Zhou Siwei and Hu Jingbo were looking at Mu Wushuang, Bai Yisheng had already quietly come behind Mu Wushuang, pinching his right fingers together, and using an inch inside.

Hu Jingbo stared at Mu Wushuang and said slowly, "You are seriously injured, so you'd better leave the field to recuperate." Mu Wushuang smiled slightly and straightened his body: "Thank you for your kindness, it's okay." As he spoke, Bai Yisheng raised his right hand behind Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang waited for Bai Yisheng to bully him before suddenly turning his body, stretching out his left arm to clamp Bai Yisheng's neck tightly.

Mu Wushuang obviously used all his strength, and two streams of blood were sprayed out from the wound on his waist, and Bai Yisheng's eyes were turned white by him. Mu Wushuang roared and let go of his left arm, and Bai Yisheng also lay softly at Mu Wushuang's feet. Mu Wushuang hurriedly pinched the wound in front of him and said to Bai Xiaochuan: "The Lord of the White House, the son has fainted, he is tired..."

Bai Xiaochuan was so angry that his cheeks were bulging tightly, but he could only close his lips and wave his hand. Bai Yanyan and two disciples immediately raised Bai Yi out of the field. Mu Wushuang closed his eyes slightly and looked at Hu Jingbo, sneered and lowered the sword in his hand: "Young Master Bai failed in one move, right?" Hu Jingbo's face turned red, and he raised his sword and shouted: "Look at how long can you be hard!"

Mu Wushuang took a deep breath and said, "The centipede insect will die without being stiff!" Then Mu Wushuang raised his sword with his backhand and stared at Hu Jingbo. Hu Jingbo's long sword shook out a sword flower and stabbed Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang swung his sword without showing any weakness, as if there were four or five long swords in his hand. Zhang Bao frowned and turned his head to look at Long Sizhan and asked, "Madam, is this the Phoenix Fen Feather Sword?"

Long Sizhan nodded silently. At this time, Mu Wushuang used his internal strength and the sword wound on his body sprayed a lot of blood. Hu Jingbo hurriedly saw Mu Wushuang's aggressive aura, so he could only wave his sword to resist. But in an instant, he was pierced by Mu Wushuang, and Hu Jingbo could only take a few steps back with lingering fear. The Phoenix Split Sword is known for its speed and gorgeousness, but it has extremely high requirements for the practitioner's body skills. Mu Wushuang was seriously injured and used this move again, which is indeed very rude.

Sure enough, Mu Wushuang forced Hu Jingbo to retreat and shook his head hard, and the steps under his feet were a little messy. Seeing that Mu Wushuang's face became paler, Zhou Siwei hesitated for a moment before slowly putting away his long sword and bowing, "Brother, Zhou really admires his martial arts! I am not your opponent, Siwei voluntarily withdrew." Then Zhou Siwei knelt down in the dynasty Deyong and kowtowed, saying, "Master, my disciple is not good at learning skills, and he escaped at the last moment, and lost his reputation as a master. I also asked my master to sue him."

Dai Deyong sighed, then nodded with a little relief. Wang Lingyi also quietly whispered to Dai Deyong: "Your Majesty has taught you a good disciple." Long Sizhan nodded with rare satisfaction and said to Dai Deyong in a low voice: "This child is good, don't worry, Master Dai, I will care about his affairs." Dai Deyong bowed to Long Sizhan, stood up and said loudly: "Siwei, the Wushuang Young Hero has already shocked the world, and it is normal that you can't compare to him. Don't say anything about taking the crime, get up and withdraw."

Zhou Siwei kowtowed again in Deyong before standing up and bowing to Mu Wushuang and said, "One day Brother Mu will heal, Zhou will compete with you! Take care of your friend." Then Zhou Siwei bowed to the heroes around him one by one, and then walked out of the competition venue. The crowd of onlookers burst into cheers. Zhou Siwei's actions did have the style of a hero. Even Bai Xiaochuan and Qiu Luoxiu nodded and said yes.

Long Sizhan turned his head and looked at Long Yubing, who was full of concentration. Long Yubing's eyes had been on Mu Wushuang and had never left. Long Sizhan smiled and turned his head to look at Mu Wushuang who was still holding his feet in the competition. Mu Wushuang still covered his wounds with his hands and stared at Hu Jingbo. Hu Jingbo felt relieved and could only raise his sword again. Xin Wuke just stood quietly with a big knife in his arms.

Mu Wushuang stared at Hu Jingbo and grinned with a wicked smile: "Brother Hu, one move will determine the outcome!" Hu Jingbo was slightly stunned before he answered, Mu Wushuang had already raised his head suddenly, and turned the sword with his right hand around - Li Tianmu and Yang Tiantai, Lu Xianping were both shocked, and they naturally knew what the action of Mu Wushuang turning the sword meant. Hu Jingbo looked at Mu Wushuang with red eyes, and suddenly a sense of fear came out of his heart: Although Mu Wushuang in front of him was seriously injured, he was like a tiger preparing to fight back to the death. People who fought to trap beasts often burst out with amazing power, let alone Mu Wushuang.

Hu Jingbo looked at the long sword in Mu Wushuang's hand, and there were already booing around him. Only Qiu Luoxiu looked at his disciples and Mu Wushuang confronted him with expressionless face. Finally, Hu Jingbo gritted his teeth and stabbed Mu Wushuang with one sword. Mu Wushuang blocked Hu Jingbo's sword move with one sword. Hu Jingbo suddenly realized that the strength of Mu Wushuang's right arm was not very strong. Hu Jingbo had just raised a trace of doubt, and Mu Wushuang's left fist had already shot Hu Jingbo's lower abdomen with a scattered force: The collapse cannon!

Not only Hu Jingbo, but even Long Sizhan couldn't help but be shocked. It turned out that Mu Wushuang's killing move was on his left hand! If this punch hit, Hu Jingbo would definitely die on the spot! Hu Jingbo's mind was blank at this time, and he didn't avoid it and watched Mu Wushuang's collapsed cannon hit his body.
Chapter completed!