I didn't expect Lin Muyang to be so accurate, and without even looking at it, he turned around and slapped out the Qingyu Sword that he had chopped off.

It's like a stroke of genius!

"You?" Wu Qilong was speechless in shock.

Lin Muyang smiled slightly, and said slowly with a calm expression: "Very good! The use of martial arts is also very skillful, but it's a pity that the position you chose is too perfect," Lin Muyang said approvingly.

Too perfect?

Wu Qilong was a little puzzled when he heard this, could it be that perfection is also a mistake? Only by approaching perfection can he have a greater certainty of injuring his opponent.

Facing Wu Qilong, who was full of doubts, Lin Muyang continued: "The direction you choose is the position you are most satisfied with, but don't forget, I am also a martial arts cultivator, I also have thoughts, I can also choose the position you can choose, and if you are full, you will lose, this is the truth."

After listening to Lin Muyang's words, Wu Qilong immediately understood that the best position he chose was not the best position for the opponent's defense, because the opponent knew that his defense in that position was the weakest.

"Taught!"

After speaking, Wu Qilong took a step back and disappeared into the surrounding black fog.

"Out of the Abyss"

The moment Zhao Yun pushed away the purple electric dragon lion, the dragon spear was raised, and his body rushed out with a shot and stabbed the purple electric dragon lion that jumped backwards, "Thundering Lion Roar", and the voice came from the black mist.

"Roar—"

When the purple electric dragon lion opened its mouth, a ball of thunderballs the size of a basketball burst out.

The thunderball shot towards Zhao Yun with purple rays in the black mist, a purple light flashed, Zhao Yun's dragon spear swept, and the tip of the spear slashed through the thunderball with great precision.

"Boom-"

The thunderball cracked and bloomed with a dazzling white light, and Zhao Yun saw that his eyes were black, his arms sank, his arms were like being shocked by a thousand voltages, and his hands were weak, and the dragon spear came out of his hands.

"Wind and Thunder"

The moment the dragon spear in Zhao Yun's hand came out, an afterimage rushed in front of Zhao Yun, and the Qingyu sword in Wu Qilong's hand flashed with shocking purple thunder, and several sword shadows slashed at Zhao Yun's body.

Several shocking sword marks on the armor on his chest were crossed, and Zhao Yun snorted and took a few steps back. Holding the scar on his chest with one hand, he looked at Wu Qilong in front of him.

At this time, Wu Qilong's breath changed all over his body.

The dark red hair had turned a deep purple, and the hair had grown quite a bit, floating in the wind, and there was a subtle crackle of electricity on it, and the eyes were staring as if a beast was watching.

A thunder pattern also appeared between the eyebrows, and the purple crack was particularly eye-catching.

I don't know when I put on the armor, purple thunder armor, an angry lion carving on his chest, holding a green sword, and his face is cold like a general who killed in ancient times.

"Martial Spirit Fusion!"

Lin Muyang came to Zhao Yun's side when he felt that Zhao Yun was injured, and happened to see Wu Qilong who was changing in front of him.

Martial Spirit Fusion is the advantage of the Beast Martial Spirit, and the fusion of the Martial Spirit and the Martial Cultivator will increase the strength of the Martial Cultivator several times, and the attack will also become powerful.

The ancient general martial spirit is a martial artist who can learn the moves of the martial spirit, and can cooperate with the martial spirit to perform a double-layer attack.

"Lord?" Zhao Yun was a little worried.

"Stand down!"

Lin Muyang said, Zhao Yun has been injured, if he lets Zhao Yun fight, it will be a little unkind, although it is a martial spirit, but in the eyes of Lin Muyang, he is a brother.

"Lin Muyang, you will definitely lose!"

Wu Qilong raised the Qingyu Sword and pointed at Lin Muyang, the martial spirit was damaged, even if Lin Muyang had an earth-shattering ability, it would not help. For martial arts cultivators, martial spirits are minions and sharp teeth, and it will be no danger to pull out the tiger's minions and sharp teeth.

"Really?"

Lin Muyang asked.

Seeing that Lin Muyang had reached the point where he was now, Wu Qilong suddenly became vigilant.

"Sword Cutting Wind and Thunder"

The martial spirit fused, and the thunder power on the Qingyu Sword became even more rapid, and with a sword swing, the thunder was accompanied by the roar of the earth-shaking lion, and the roar echoed in the gymnasium to make people's eardrums hurt.

A purple light slashed at Lin Muyang again, Wu Qilong stared closely at Lin Muyang's every move, if Lin Muyang really didn't hide from himself and accepted it, Lin Muyang looked like a downright person.

The sword light was only three inches away from Lin Muyang, and Wu Qilong was just about to raise his hand to collect it, when a figure flashed out from Lin Muyang's right side, "Fu Long pierces the heart", and a spear stabbed out like a swimming dragon.

"Boom-"

The sword light shattered, and the wave of qi that erupted from the tip of the spear directly swept away the black mist on the ring, cracking through the ground for more than ten meters long, sweeping everything like a tsunami.

Dressed in silver-white armor, with tiger head shoulder pads on his shoulders, and holding a coiling dragon spear, he was protected in front of Lin Muyang.

At first glance, I thought it was Zhao Yun, but after a closer look, I found that this person's face was completely different from the weapon in his hand, and seeing this scene, Wu Qilong finally knew why Lin Muyang was full of confidence!

The two martial spirits are also ancient generals!

"Cao Mengde's Qingyu Sword!" Sun Ce recognized the sword in Wu Qilong's hand at a glance.

"Who's coming?"

"Koto Sun Ce"

The spear swept, and the tip of the spear sparked across the ring.

"No wonder you are so confident," Wu Qilong looked at Lin Muyang, the Qingyu Sword in his hand flashed with thunder again, and the "Jiuyao Thunder Sword" Qingyu Sword held both hands and held it high above his head.

A bolt of lightning burst out, and the pillar of thunder stood in the ring, appearing in the gymnasium, and the light broke through the roof of the gymnasium and soared into the sky.

"What's the matter, Wu Qilong, does he want to split the gymnasium?" everyone said when they saw the Thunder Sword in front of them.

"Raging Sea Dragon"

Sun Ce clenched the spear with both hands, stepped out, the body of the spear trembled lightly, the whirlpool under his feet, and the blue sea tide "gurgling-" Everyone heard the sound of water flowing in the black mist, and the water gradually flowed out of the ring.

The water began to spread, and the field spun little by little, turning into a whirlpool of water around the ring. As the whirlpool flowed, so did the black fog that filled the ring.

Soon a double layer of whirlpools, water whirlpools and cloud whirlpools appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The black fog was gathered in one place, and everyone's eyes became clear, and everyone finally saw the situation in the ring, and there was an ancient general standing in the whirlpool, holding a spear, majestic and majestic.

"Who is the ancient general next to Lin Muyang?" Someone soon saw that something was wrong, although the ancient general next to Lin Muyang was similar, it was no longer Zhao Yun but another person.

"Could it be that Lin Muyang is a double martial spirit?"

"How is that possible?" everyone said they didn't understand. An ancient general and martial arts spirit are so powerful, and two of them are not alive, could it be that they want to sweep Jinghua High School?

"It's funny," Lu Hanfeng said with a smile.

"Gold always shines," Qi Yushan said, he was very optimistic about Lin Muyang.

The students may not be able to see the scene in the black fog, but Lu Hanfeng and Qi Yushan can see it very clearly, and when Lin Muyang summoned Sun Ce, the two of them looked at each other and were equally shocked.

"The old forest is too deep," Bai Xiaodong said sluggishly.

Mu Xuerou is even more emotionally complicated, it was Lin Muyang who chased her in the past, but now I am afraid that she is going to chase Lin Muyang, feeling the estrangement, recalling the past, Mu Xuerou always has an empty place in her heart as if she has lost something.

The whirlpool flowed, and there seemed to be a dragon about to rush out of the whirlpool.