"So, do you understand the gap between you and me?" Wu Song had a trace of pity in his eyes, and said in his heart: You humble poor worm only deserve to be a stepping stone for me to become famous, from now on, you can only be trampled under my feet, oh no, you have no future.

He thought of the agreement with Mu Bingxuan, and put the death penalty on Mo Fei in his heart.

"Can you continue?" Mo Fei just asked lightly, and the shocked face disappeared.

"Ho ......"

Wu Song raised his breath, and the long sword in his hand stabbed forward quickly: "Just let me see how many catties and taels you have." ”

The long sword instantly turned into five sword lights, stabbing at Mo Fei side by side.

Only this sword technique of splitting light and turning shadows caused the surrounding disciples to be amazed.

Among the core disciples, Wu Song's supporters are second only to Mu Bingxuan, it is not unreasonable, this sword has proved that he has extraordinary talent in the way of swordsmanship.

In the process of clearing ghosts in Yongfeng Valley, he has been following Ye Lang, a true disciple, and with many close observations of Ye Lang's shots, he has a deeper understanding of Youlong swordsmanship and realizes sword qi.

Mo Fei barely slashed out three sword lights, and his body retreated.

The three blue sword lights collapsed at the touch of a touch under the golden sword light.

Wu Song's face was even more proud, it seems that he is pretending to be forced today.

Sensing that Mo Fei was approaching the edge of the ring, Wu Song instantly retracted his sword, his figure flashed, and appeared behind Mo Fei.

"The competition has just begun, Senior Brother Mo doesn't want to jump out of the ring like last time, haha. Wu Song raised his head and laughed, the golden light in front of him, and the sword was like a swimming dragon, forcing Mo Fei back to the center of the ring.

How could he let Mo Fei leave the field so easily and admit defeat.

Mo Fei didn't answer, smiled bitterly, and concentrated on the sword qi that Wu Song slashed out.

He was indeed ready to retreat to the edge of the ring, and when the time came, he naturally fell off the ring, but he didn't expect that this little thought was also seen through by Wu Song.

In front of the golden sword qi, two dark blue sword lights appeared out of thin air, cutting through the two sword lights, and the golden sword qi moved forward half a meter, and it also dissipated with the wind.

The corners of Wu Song's mouth curled: "Senior Brother Zangfeng's sword technique is indeed extraordinary, try my swords again." ”

Wu Song let out a long roar, and in an instant, seven sword lights shot towards Mo Fei.

You Dragon Sword Technique, no, it should be renamed Trapped Dragon Sword Method. In the blink of an eye, Mo Feituan was trapped in it.

Several dark blue sword lights slashed out, but they couldn't even break through this cage, and they all collapsed after coming into contact with the golden sword qi.

As long as the golden sword light is twisted forward, he can strangle Mo Fei, of course, this is the ring, Wu Song does not dare to kill Mo Fei openly, but there is no doubt that as long as he urges a few sword lights, he can also instantly hit Mo Fei hard.

But that's just what everyone thinks.

Wu Song didn't seem to be in a hurry to do this, the golden sword light was just a little bit of squeezing Mo Fei's activity space, and he was able to walk around with ease.

Yes, Wu Song was not in a hurry to win so quickly, not to mention that his and Mu Bingxuan's plan was to force Mo Fei to expose more 'incriminating evidence', at this moment, the waves of exclamations around him had already made Wu Song immersed in a huge sense of satisfaction, such a good opportunity to pretend to be forced, how could he be in a hurry to let it end.

The sword light formed a golden ball of light to entail Mo Fei's figure, Wu Song used his body technique, flying up and down, and every time he slashed out a sword, he won a cheer from everyone.

After a set of dragon swordsmanship was performed, Wu Song was full of heart, and he was dressed in white, and he seemed to have found a little feeling of being a sword immortal.

Wu Song hesitated whether to start all over again, but then shook his head, his eyes were cold, his long sword shook, and two sword lights shot at the figure in the ball of light.

Although he really wants to do it again, he also has to take into account the aesthetic fatigue of the audience, and now, it's time to solve Mo Fei.

He Tianci and Feng Wenguang's hearts suddenly pinched, and there were also some disciples who had a good impression of this new junior disciple, such as Wu Qian, and the disciples who had bet that Mo Fei would be in the top ten, also looked at the figure in the ball of light with concern.

"He must have had a hard time resisting. Everybody thought.

This is not the case.

Mo Fei, who was surrounded by golden sword light, had a look on his face that was not much different from Wu Song outside, and he was also strolling leisurely and with ease.

Speaking of which, Mo Fei also has to thank Wu Song for pretending to be forced, it is precisely because Wu Song likes to pretend to be forced, and he has cast countless sword lights that look extremely gorgeous, and under the shroud of these sword lights, he can unlock his strength a little, and he can raise the Zangfeng Sword Technique to the fourth level without any worries.

The perfect version of the Hidden Blade Sword Technique, only the fourth level, is even more powerful than the fifth level of the Hidden Blade Sword Technique of the Sword Gate, and among the dark blue sword lights that Mo Fei slashed out, there are several that carry sword energy, and they can easily resist these golden sword lights that attack him.

Most of these sword lights were to restrict his movements, and suddenly there were two sword lights, coming straight towards his shoulders, and Mo Fei's eyes were cold.

Wu Song's two swords are to abolish his own hands!

Mo Fei just had the mentality of watching the monkey, looking at Wu Song who was performing in front of everyone, he was still expecting that after the other party finished playing the treasure, he could cooperate with the other party to defeat smoothly.

But at this moment, these two sword lights exuding a strong sword aura reminded Mo Fei that Wu Song didn't just want to be in the limelight, he also wanted his own life, right in this ring!

Mo Fei's wrist shook, and the fivefold power of the perfect version of the Tibetan Feng Sword Technique was unreservedly displayed.

On the long sword, two rays of dark blue sword qi jumped out, and they disappeared into the air in a flash.

After the two sword lights shot out, Wu Song put away his sword and stood up, he drummed up his true qi to urge his clothes, and felt that he was like a sword immortal at this moment.

Wu Song believed that when these two sword lights went out, what would appear in front of everyone would only be a Mo Fei with his arms wasted and ragged, because the sword lights he placed around Mo Fei were not all to restrict Mo Fei's movement, but also mixed with several sword qi that could leave Mo Fei with minor injuries.

He didn't notice that as the sword qi ball dissipated, the elder who served as the referee widened his eyes and his mouth suddenly opened wide.

"Poof, poof"

Before the golden sword qi, two dark blue sword lights jumped out of the void.

At this time, there was no follow-up sword light to join, and the golden sword qi completely dissipated.

Everyone saw the two blue sword lights that intercepted the golden sword qi......