Chapter Seventy-Four: Tao Dehua, defeated

Wu Song was overjoyed, and said in his heart, could it be that this group of disciples saw that they were about to make a big move? He shouted loudly and jumped up, wanting to use the 'Golden Dragon to the Sea' killing move of the 'Golden Dragon Going to Sea' of the Dragon Sword Technique in his hand.

Wu Song, whose figure rose to mid-air, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Let you see what real swordsmanship is!" Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the crowd below who were exclaiming.

At this glance, his body shook and he almost fell from mid-air.

No one in the audience was watching the battle in the first ring, including the deacon who served as the referee in the first ring, his eyes drifted to the other side, and even the disciples on the edge of the first ring stretched their necks and shook their heads from side to side, as if they were disgusted that the two people fighting in the first ring blocked their view.

Wu Song was a little panicked, and let out a loud shout, and the golden sword light condensed a golden dragon phantom, knocking the opponent off the ring.

"What the hell is going on, I'm the first of the core disciples to advance to the Enlightenment Realm, and I've even used the Sky Command!" Wu Song had just stepped on the stone slab with both feet, and immediately followed the eyes of the crowd.

At this moment, he was very angry in his heart, the previous round of swordsmanship was robbed of the limelight by Mo Fei, and no one applauded, now the eight disciples in the ring, how can there be people who are better than themselves, how can there still be people who dare to steal their own limelight!

"This ...... What the hell is going on?!" Wu Song's eyes widened for a moment, as far as his eyes could see, under the fourth ring, Tao Dehua was lying on the ground, his blood soaked red in his white shirt.

"Choking"

Wu Song saw Mo Fei in the ring, putting his sword into the sheath.

"This kid, how is it possible?!" Wu Song couldn't believe his eyes.

looked at the young man standing in the ring in a daze, and everyone in the audience couldn't believe their eyes.

The disciples who have participated in the Battle Sword Gate Competition know that Senior Brother Tao has been in the top ten of the competition for five consecutive years, in other words, Tao Dehua has cultivated at least five exercises above the Xuan Rank.

Before, some people were still belittleing Mo Fei, thinking that this Senior Brother Mo had won Ren Hao by trickery, but at this moment, everyone obediently shut up.

The giant sword in the ring lay quietly on the stone slab.

Their lips were closed, their eyes flickering, and everything that had just happened seemed to resurface.

As the referee began, the two rushed towards each other in an instant.

The disciple who inadvertently swept his gaze over the fourth ring breathed a sigh of relief, perhaps with some disappointment, facing Senior Brother Tao of the Nine Layers of the Innate Realm, this Senior Brother Mo finally didn't dare to use the Imperial Sword Technique anymore.

There seems to be no suspense in the next battle, Tao Dehua is a well-known core disciple of the sect, and these disciples are very familiar with his fighting style.

As soon as Tao Dehua made a move, it was a famous move in the "Sword Technique of Opening the Mountain" - 'Cangsong Breaking the Wind', this move was made by the giant sword in his hand, which was more powerful by three points, and it was powerful to split Huashan.

Under the sword momentum, the strong wind swept the ground, and the sound of air explosion exploded, everyone could imagine the fate of being swept by this sword: broken muscles and bones were inevitable, and they had to lie in bed for a month or two, to say the least.

At the same time, the blue blue sword in Mo Fei's hand lit up, of course, compared to Tao Dehua's sword momentum, this dark blue sword light momentum was very weak.

What everyone didn't expect was that it was this dark blue sword light, and in a flash, Tao Dehua's sword momentum collapsed at the touch of a button, and the two fought only a few moves, Tao Dehua was pierced by the dark blue sword light and swept to the field by Mo Fei's sword light.

Everyone hasn't understood yet, and the winner and loser between the two have been divided.

Sword cultivation relies on the realization of essence between killing, and the disciples of the Sword Sect understand very well that real masters compete, it is difficult to have a big battle for three days and three nights, and a judgment of life and death will be made if one move is not careful.

It was precisely because Tao Dehua lost so quickly that when Tao Dehua fell out of the ring, everyone realized that this Senior Brother Mo was a real master.

In the ring.

"I can see a flaw in Tao Dehua's sword momentum, this ...... At least it's the hidden edge sword technique of the subtle realm. Some elders closed their eyes and thought about it and came to a conclusion.

"I used to think that Wu Qian's disciple's Tibetan Feng Sword Technique was already very good, but now I found that this disciple's comprehension of the Tibetan Feng Sword Technique is still above Wu Qian. An elder sighed.

Although Wu Qian was eliminated in the last round, the Hidden Blade Sword Technique he used attracted the attention of this elder, and at this time, Mo Fei's swordsmanship compared Wu Qian again. But he didn't know that Wu Qian's Hidden Blade Sword Technique was originally completed by Mo Fei.

"This disciple, is it a thick accumulation, why didn't I see it before?"

As soon as this voice of surprise came out, one by one their eyes locked on Mo Fei, looking up and down, however, these elders were all confused, because of this disciple, they really had no impression.

"Don't look at it, this disciple was recruited by the old man. Elder Jiang's words instantly poured a basin of cold water on this group of elders.

"That's true...... Elder Jiang hid deep enough, and he unearthed such a good seedling, and he only released it now. An elder smiled awkwardly.

The subtext of Elder Jiang's words is obvious, this disciple, they don't have a chance.

"Hehe, Mo Fei is now the old man's disciple. Elder Hua was even more astonishing.

Elder Jiang and Elder Hua looked at each other and competed against each other.

"You, you ......" An elder's gaze wandered over the two of them, with a puzzled expression.

There are also elders who instantly understood this matter, and smiled, not only with the mentality of watching a play, but also with the idea of interfering.