As he stepped back, he felt a slight pain in his chest at the same time. It was when Zhao Xi'er jammed his long sword with the Emei thorn, and when he pushed him back with a strange force, he was not as strong as Zhao Xi'er, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help but stick to his body, and the Emei thorn in Zhao Xi'er's hand pierced his martial arts uniform and pierced the skin on his chest.

Surprised, Murong Lan's forehead gradually began to sweat. He never dreamed of it. Their Murong family claims to be the best martial arts in the world, and at this moment, his martial arts will actually break Zhao Xi'er, a little girl.

And Zhao Xi'er still continued to push him, he couldn't resist Zhao Xi'er, and after feeling the stinging pain in his chest, he immediately retreated backwards, retreated to the middle of the ring, and then retreated closer and closer to the edge of the other side of the ring.

"Miss, Murong Lan is going to be defeated. Seeing that Zhao Xi'er had broken Murong Lan's martial arts and had a tendency to turn defeat into victory, the other members of the martial arts family team immediately said to Murong Yanran.

Murong Lan had too little actual combat experience, and he panicked. Murong Yanran said with a simple face.

"Miss, Murong Lan's strength level is higher than Zhao Xi'er. But his actual combat experience is not as good as Zhao Xi'er, what should we do?" the team members asked.

"Murong Lan, you panicked, Zhao Xi'er's move is actually very easy to break. To break Zhao Xi'er's move. All you have to do is turn back sharply from the prodigal son in the Yanqing fist of the Shaolin faction. Then use the martial arts family Tang family's Xiyang fist to see the sun and injure Zhao Xi'er. ”

Murong Yanran sat down in the audience and said with a simple face.

Murong Lan is a child of a family, and his way to improve his martial arts is to practice martial arts, practice with the clansmen in the family, and take medicine to assist, which is not as good as Zhao Xi'er, a master who has experienced the battle of life and death. When he saw that Zhao Xi'er had cracked his martial arts, he panicked, his mind was blank, and he couldn't think of any martial arts to crack Zhao Xi'er's move in a short time. And Murong Yanran is a bystander, she is the strongest in the younger generation of the family, and it is her father who usually practices martial arts against her, her father is strong and domineering, the masters of the battle are different, and the mentality when fighting against others is also different. With just one look, she casually came up with a way to crack it, and by the way, she also figured out what martial arts to use to injure Zhao Xi'er.

Hearing Murong Yanran's prompt, Murong Lan immediately loosened the long sword in his hand, and the person quickly turned in a circle, allowing Zhao Xi'er to rush in front of him. Then he used the Tang family Xiyang's fist to hit Zhao Xi'er's back with one arm, and when Zhao Xi'er was beaten by him and staggered forward, he quickly kicked Zhao Xi'er's back with a kick. Zhao Xi'er was kicked by him and flew out, and he immediately picked up Zhao Xi'er's long sword that had just fallen to the ground with his toes and rushed towards Zhao Xi'er.

"How can Dai Zong in the Taishan Sword Technique of the Taishan Sect take down Zhao Xi'er's weapon. Murong Yanran said again.

Hearing Murong Yanran's prompt, Murong Lan's eyes lit up.

"How is Dai Zong!"

Murong Lan stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his whole person suddenly jumped high. In the air, he shook his wrist slightly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly made a buzzing sound, and seven sword shadows suddenly appeared on the long sword, like seven swords stabbing at Zhao Xi'er at the same time.

It was the first time she had encountered this kind of swordsmanship, Zhao Xi'er's clear eyes suddenly showed confusion, and she could only rely on her instinctive consciousness to stab the Emei in her hand at Murong Lan and throw it.

Murong Lan laughed in mid-air.

He used this sword technique to provoke the Emei thorn in Zhao Xi'er's hand, but he didn't expect that before he could use this move to provoke Zhao Xi'er's weapon, Zhao Xi'er had already thrown the weapon in his hand at him. That Emei thorn could have been used as a hidden weapon, and it was extremely powerful to throw it with all its might at a critical moment. Murong Lan smiled, the long sword in his hand still kept shaking, and when Zhao Xi'er's weapon flew towards him, he directly hit Zhao Xi'er's Emei thorn with a single sword. Then he continued to stab Zhao Xi'er in the chest.

"Horizontal Iron Cloth Shirt!"

Zhao Xi'er has been fighting against many masters for more than a year with Wang Yue, her actual combat experience is very strong, facing Murong Lan's Dai Zong, although she seems a little panicked, but she saw that Murong Lan's long sword has stabbed at her, because she has rich experience in actual combat, coupled with her flexible brain and quick response, she immediately thought that the sword qi of Taishan swordsmanship could not hurt her. In an instant, her whole person burst out with dazzling golden light and heavy golden true qi, and her whole person turned into a golden little girl, and struck directly at Murong Lan's sword with her right hand.

With a snap, Zhao Xi'er's little hand hit the tip of Murong Lan's sword, Murong Lan felt a huge force coming, and his whole person flipped in the air and quickly retreated.

"Zhao Xi'er has no weapons, you use the Tai Chi Sword Technique to continue to deal with her. Murong Yanran sat under the ring and said.

"I'm grass, do you still have this kind of operation? What is the difference between a person competing on the stage and a person constantly pointing out from the invigilator during the exam? I ask for the half-time break, I ask the referee to decide the fairness of this game!"

Originally, Zhao Xi'er had already reversed the situation and began to gain the upper hand, seeing that Murong Yanran turned stones into gold as soon as she spoke. Directly pushing Zhao Xi'er to a greater disadvantage, Young Master Qian stood under the stage and couldn't help but shout.

"We are the fairest forces, and we will not take sides. When a warrior competes in the ring, his teammates can speak offstage, whatever he says, as long as he does not personally attack and insult his opponent. Master Qian, your protest is invalid. Evil Wind said expressionlessly.

"Day, this is no different from cheating!" said Young Master Qian loudly.

"It's not cheating. "Evil Wind said.

"Young Master Qian, forget it, the Murong family is the best at using his own way to repay his body, and he is the best at cracking the opponent's martial arts, this is their characteristic, it is useless for us to protest, continue to watch the game." Wang Yue frowned and said to Young Master Qian.

"Wang Yue, this game is not fair!" said Young Master Qian.

"It's fine. Wang Yue said.

In the ring, Zhao Xi'er lost her weapon. Once again, she was at a disadvantage. Murong Yuan's Tai Chi True Qi could hurt her, and she could only keep jumping and rolling in the ring to dodge Murong Yuan's attacks.

"Xi'er, go on!" Under the ring, the drunkard thought about it and suddenly picked up a nine-ring big knife, Zhao Xi'er had no weapons, and no weapons were not good for her, when the two warriors competed in the ring. His teammates can hand him weapons from the audience.

"No need to give Zhao Xi'er weapons. Wang Yue suddenly stopped the drunkard.

"Wang Yue?" the drunkard wondered.

"Xi'er, it's actually very simple to break Murong Lan's martial arts. When Murong Lan stabbed you with his sword again, you first fell to the ground and rolled, dodging his sword. Wang Yue suddenly said loudly to Zhao Xi'er in the ring.

"Okay!" saw Murong Lan on the opposite side stabbing at him with a quick sword. Zhao Xi'er immediately fell to the ground and rolled lightly to dodge.

"Hehe, what kind of hell is this method of cracking it?" Murong Lan disdained and stabbed Zhao Xi'er on the ground with a sword.

"Roll again. Wang Yue said calmly.

"Okay!" Zhao Xi'er rolled lightly, dodging the sword stabbed by Murong Lan.

"Get back. Wang Yue said again.

"Huh?" Zhao Xi'er was surprised, but still did as Wang Yue said. In her heart, her brother's words are holy decrees, as long as she says what her brother says, she will do anything, no matter what her brother says, she will definitely listen to her brother.

She thought it was strange, but she did it.

And as she rolled back, her eyes brightened. She only felt that something was pressed under her, it was the sword stabbed by Murong Lan. When Murong Lan stabbed her downward with her sword, she rolled back and pressed Murong Lan's sword.

"Not good!" Murong Lan's face changed drastically.

"Use the green dragon in the Shaolin branch Erlangmen Erlang boxing method to go to sea to deal with Murong Lan. Wang Yue said again.

Listening to Wang Yue's words, Zhao Xi'er immediately rolled her legs, pressed Murong Lan's long sword high with her waist, and immediately jumped high like a dragonfish, and at the same time kicked Murong Lan's chest with her legs.

Murong Lan's sword was pressed into the ring by Zhao Xi'er with her petite body, and the person was quickly kicked back a few steps by Zhao Xi'er.

"Use your Zhao family's iron sand palm. Wang Yue said again.

"Iron Sand Palm!" Listening to Wang Yue's words, Zhao Xi'er's petite body was full of golden light, and a fierce golden giant tiger rushed out in the momentum, Zhao Xi'er quickly rushed forward a few steps, and hit Murong Lan's chest with one palm. At the same time, a huge golden True Qi palm print struck Murong Lan's chest together, and Murong Lan's eyes showed panic. The man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string.

With a pop, Murong Lan fell heavily outside the ring.

"Wang Yue's team Zhao Xi'er wins!" Evil Wind loudly announced Zhao Xi'er's victory.

"Xi'er, I just taught you that trick to roll on a donkey. Wang Yue smiled.

"I know!" Zhao Xi'er looked at Wang Yue angrily, and admired Wang Yue even more in her heart, with deep love in her eyes.

"Win!ha!" Brother Pig laughed happily, and immediately climbed into the ring and hugged Zhao Xi'er tightly.

"Win!" The drunkard, Young Master Qian, Yuwen Shenju, Li Mingxi, Hou Shaofei and Lin Hu showed joy in their eyes, and quickly walked to the ring.

"Miss, I'm defeated!" Sitting on the ground outside the ring, Murong Lan's face suddenly turned pale. He couldn't help but glance at the audience, and when he saw Murong Qunxiong's face pale, he was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body trembled, and he immediately knelt on the ground and apologized to Murong Yanran.

"Wang Yue's team has strong practical experience, we are just flowers cultivated in the greenhouse, this is not to blame you. Murong Yanran stood up from the chair and looked at Wang Yue opposite.

Wang Yue just looked at Murong Yanran, and the eyes of the two people met.

"Brother Wang Yue, you seem to know a lot of martial arts, Yanran is eager to fight against a master like you, please advise. Murong Yanran suddenly appeared in the ring.

"Okay. Wang Yue smiled, and his body flashed in the ring.

The two men looked at each other in the ring.