Jian Wei, He Mingying and others watched the battle from the sidelines, this scene was silent in their eyes, and Wang Yi's tenacity and unyielding made them all moved.

Mu Bai hid in the forest, holding a sword in his right hand, clenching his fist in his left hand, his thumb nail pressing against his index finger, and traces of blood oozed from the tip of his index finger.

Wang Yi (身shēn) body shook (desire yù) fall, but his belief has never been as firm as it is now (日rì), and the ghost only defeated his (身shēn) body, but did not have the intention of defeating him.

An unyielding will poured out of his (body shēn) body, getting stronger and stronger, and this gushing will appeared, causing the surrounding aura to stagnate.

"Sword Intent!"

Lin Feng was shocked by the night and spoke in unison.

"Ghost Zhe, kill him quickly, he is comprehending the sword intent!" Ye Wuxian whispered.

"He Mingying, save him!" Lin Feng was hoarse. A gleam flashed in He Ming's eyes, and then he no longer hesitated, and rushed forward with his sword, wanting to block the fatal blow of the ghost.

Jian Wei's face sank, and his sword steps were ethereal, and he rushed to He Mingying (body shēn) to stop him.

"Brother He, I forgot what you promised!"

He Ming's brows tightened, and he said in a deep voice: "What kind of dog (fart) thing, let's talk about it later!"

"Since Brother He has a plan in his heart, you can't save this person. Before the words fell, Jian Wei stabbed with his sword, not giving He Ming the slightest chance to get rid of (body shēn).

"Boy, you are destined to die here today, and I am very relieved to be able to kill a genius like you!" Seeing He Mingying being dragged by Jian Wei, the ghost smiled fiercely and walked towards Wang Yi with a knife.

"I can do it, I can win!" Wang Yi whispered to himself, his steps faltering, blood and saliva dripping from the corners of Wang Yi's mouth.

"Die!"

Ghost Zhe raised the spirit knife and slashed straight at Wang Yi, and at this moment, a cold light flashed, passing through Ghost Zhe's back (chest xiōng), and a stream of blood gushed out.

"Damn you!"

Mu Bai appeared in the field, raising his sword and pointing directly at the ghost, with awe-inspiring murderous intent in his eyes. Ghost Zhe looked at the injury of his own (chest xiōng) mouth, still in a daze, the flying snow sword came again, and took its head directly, even though Oni Zhe's (肉 ròu) (身shēn) was strong, but compared with the spirit weapon, it was too different.

"Ghost!"

Ye Wuxian exclaimed, the head of the ghost rolled among the dead leaves, and he was destined not to hear the call of Ye Wuxian.

On the other side, the blue sword seemed to feel Wang Yi's indomitable indomitability, trembling in place, as if he was rejoicing for his master.

Wang Yi staggered, his (body shēn) shape shook violently, and he walked a few meters away for a full dozen breaths, while Mu Bai just stood aside with his sword in his hand, and did not step forward to help, but just looked at the people in front of him vigilantly, ready to attack at any time.

The battle between Lin Feng and Ye Wuxian also stopped, Ye Wuxian's face was gloomy, he knew that with Lin Feng and Mu Bai present, he would not let him get close to Wang Yi no matter what. Now it can only

Praying that Wang Yi's perception failed, and there were Jian Wei and others who thought the same as him, after all, no one wanted such a genius to appear among their potential enemies, and He Mingzhi was no exception.

Wang Yi shook his pace slowly, everyone watched quietly, the atmosphere in the valley was quite strange, but no one broke the tranquility, Mu Bai killed the ghost with two swords, which had already shocked everyone, and no one dared to make a rash move.

Wang Yi was only one step away from the azure sword, and the azure sword trembled more and more violently, and finally the rope (sex xìng) turned into a sword light and appeared directly in Wang Yi's hand.

"It's done!"

Mu Bai breathed a sigh of relief, and Lin Feng's eyes also showed joy, but the night was quite complicated.

The indomitable intent suddenly restrained, and the light on the azure sword ceased to exist, and Wang Yi lost the support of the unyielding intent, and his already shaky (desire) falling (body shēn) body immediately fell backwards. Mu Bai was on the side, how could he sit idly by, a sword step rushed forward to help Wang Yi up, and then took out the jade slip from his arms, entered a spiritual power and shouted to quit, and then threw the jade slip into Wang Yi's arms.

The jade slip was activated, and the transfer array appeared, teleporting Wang Yi out.

"Someone teleported!"

An elder said, and the array of light wrapped Wang Yi and sent it directly to the flat land on the valley, and the elders of the various sects all showed their divine senses, wanting to see if they were their own disciples.

After seeing his face clearly, Fu Qing (身shēn) was like a long rainbow, and immediately picked up Wang Yi and took a healing pill for him.

Looking at Wang Yi's injuries and the white clothes dyed with blood bubbles, Fu Qing's face was gloomy, he glanced at Wei Pai, and snorted coldly: "The competition is the competition, it can be killed but not humiliated, except for your Ghost Dao Sect, I am afraid that no one can do it!"

"Hahaha! Fu Qing Xiao'er, then (Rirì) your tone is not very hard, why is it that the disciple is injured and can't hold his breath now, I really want to know, it was that disciple who did such a relieving thing!"

Wei Pai's face (Yin yīn) was ruthless, and a smug smile flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, hurt him like this, that kid is just afraid that he won't give up, you Ghost Dao Sect disciple still pray that kid's subordinates to stay (love qíng)!" Fu Qing sneered, raised his hand and waved out a spiritual power, enveloping Wang Yi inside, stopping bleeding and guarding his heart.

Wei Pai said: "You think too much, is there anything wrong, Mu Bai who you gave hope can only lie down obediently, this kid in front of you is the best example!"

The moment Wang Yi was sent out, Mu Bai moved, pointing his sword at the disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect, and one person died under the Flying Snow Sword with just one face, and he wanted to stop him without mistake, but he was entangled by Lin Feng and faced an extremely similar scene.

Mu Bai moved again, the cold light of the Flying Snow Sword flashed, and another Ghost Dao Sect disciple died under the sword, and on the other side, He Mingying also fought with Jian Wei. Now it is no longer He Mingying who is anxious, but Jian Wei, and now the situation is extremely unfavorable to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and he can only win the final victory by joining forces with the Ghost Dao Sect.

Mu Bai's sword

Non-stop, third, fourth,...

Ye Wuxian was in a hurry after all, he couldn't sit back and watch the disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect being wiped out, and then roared angrily: "Disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect, quit the competition, quickly!"

It's a pity that his idea is good, but these disciples are all entangled by Min Sheng and others, and they can't get out of it, and Mu Bai's sword god is ghostly, and he always kills the disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect with one blow when they reveal their flaws.

Until the eighth person, the disciple had been frightened, and under the siege of the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sect, he threw down the magic weapon and shouted to quit, and all the magic weapons of the Xiaoshan people were greeted on his (body shēn), and a burst of light suddenly appeared, but there was no good piece of meat on the torso of the disciple of the Ghost Dao Sect.

Seeing the light coming, the man's painful face turned to joy, as if he had seen the divine light of salvation, and at the moment when the light enveloped his body, Mu Bai came with a sword and slashed through his throat.

The flash of light disappeared into the valley with the man's body.

The burst of light was highlighted, Wei Pai pointed at Wang Yi, and said with a smile: "Someone has teleported out, who injured that kid, just ask!"

The light disappeared, and the disciple of the Ghost Dao Sect did not have a piece of good (flesh ròu), but his head was not injured at all, and when he saw the tragic situation of the comer, Wei Pai's face sank, and he frowned and asked, "How is the battle going?"

The Ghost Dao Sect disciple stood stunned in place, not saying a word, his eyes were extremely empty.

"Boy, the old man is asking you!" Wei Pai's face sank towards the disciple, he was furious, and he had just mocked Fu Qing, but now that he had teleported out a disciple of the Ghost Dao Sect, he naturally couldn't get over his face.

Poof! A pillar of blood erupted from the neck of the Ghost Dao Sect disciple, and its head fell to the ground, rolling for several meters before stopping.

"Old Wei Wei, now you should pray, pray that you can come out alive without mistakes. Fu Qing sneered, and was relieved to see the miscellaneous scars of the disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect.

Wei Pai snorted coldly: "The one who laughs last is the winner, you are so proud, you are not afraid of the wind and flash your waist when you arrive!"

"Don't deceive yourself anymore, the injuries on this Ghost Dao Sect disciple (身shēn) were at least four people working together, which shows two points, either the Ghost Dao Sect was slaughtered by my Xiaoshan Sect, or it was attacked by a group, and it can be many-to-one, which means that the other disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect have died (身shēn). ”

"Hmph, yes, they will pay the price. Wei Pai was not reconciled.

In the valley, the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce was flanked, He Ming was defeated and retreated, and there were already scars on the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, and one of the disciples of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce (body shēn) died.

"Lin Feng, you are going to help the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, and I will deal with it at night. Mu Bai raised his sword and repelled Ye Wushu, and said with his back to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng (body shēn) had a lot of injuries, and he didn't make a strong support, turned (body shēn) and went straight to the battlefield of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, Min Sheng and the others did not lag behind, and fought together with the Hundred Flowers Valley, don't look at the Hundred Flowers Valley is full of women, but in the battle, they do not lose to the men at all, especially the women are delicate, but occasionally let the people of the Xiaoshan Sect suffer.

night

He looked at Mu Bai without mistake and said, "I've been looking forward to the battle with you for a long time, and I hope you can bring me some pressure." ”

"You will have no expectations, only defeat awaits you!"

Mu Bai's words were amazing, without the slightest hesitation, he raised his sword and fought, the Ghost Dao Sect cultivated with the living, he saw it with his own eyes, it was his neighbors who died, in his opinion, the disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect deserved to die!

"Arrogant!"

Ye Wu stepped forward, and the fist wearing a spiritual weapon pointed at the tiger and hit Mu Bai directly, colliding with the Flying Snow Sword, and the roar was extremely harsh.

- Slash the stars!

- Pull out the mountain...!

The sword intent and the fist intent were intertwined, and there were several bloody wounds drawn by the sword intent on the night without mistake (body shēn), and Mu Bai's white robe was also shattered, and there were several bruises on his legs.

- Broken Yue!

Ye Wuxian (身shēn) retreated, avoiding the sword intent, his fists opened and closed widely, his footwork was calm and fierce, the fiery red spiritual power gathered on his fist, and the domineering and fierce fist intent was undoubtedly exposed.

- Moonset!

The sword momentum was condensed, Mu Bai was from top to bottom, and together with the night's unmistakable attack, the momentum was huge, and the two were once again repelled by the power generated by the confrontation.

"I don't believe it, you can beat me with just a few condensation realms!" Ye Wushu snorted coldly, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"This is the gap between you and me, even if you don't admit it, he won't change!"

"It's useless to talk too much, I'll see how you can stop it. ”

"Collapse the sky!"

Ye Wuxian roared, slammed his fists on the ground, and kicked up a cloud of dust, his arms began to expand, and the blood vessels protruded from under the skin, hideous and terrifying.

- Sword and shield!

Seeing the momentum of the gradual increase in the night, Mu Bai did not dare to be careless, and immediately used the strongest defensive sword move he had learned so far. After all, he is still in the Qi Condensation Realm, even if he has more than forty days of meridians than a person, he is still in the Qi Condensation Realm, and the quantity may be more than the night without mistakes, but in terms of 'quality', it is still inferior to the night without error.

The fist intent suddenly gathered together, and the spiritual power of the night without mistake Zhou (body shēn) was also frantically instilled into the finger tiger, and the spiritual power fluctuations were extremely terrifying for a while.

"Break it for me!"

Ye Wuxian smashed his fists at Mu Bai, colliding with the sword and shield, Mu Bai retreated sharply, but the sword and shield were still intact, and Ye Wusuo's full force did not directly break the sword and shield.

"Collapse!" Ye Wuxian let out a low sigh, and the place where the finger tiger and the sword and shield came into contact suddenly erupted with a strange force, and several cracks immediately appeared in the sword and shield, and there were more and more such cracks. By the end, the sword and shield were full of cracks, but they hadn't been broken.

"Impossible, you can't even break through your defenses. Ye Wushu exclaimed, his eyes full of surprise.

If you're poor, I'll send you on your way!"

- Burst Sun!

The sword momentum began to condense towards Mu Bai's Flying Snow Sword, and it became stronger and stronger, Mu Bai

's spiritual power also swarmed out, as if he wanted to use this blow to kill Ye Wuyi.

Ye Wusuo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he no longer hesitated, took out the jade slip and entered the spiritual power, and withdrew in a low voice.

Ye Wushu has been fighting against Lin Feng for a long time, and his spiritual power has already consumed a lot, and now that the strongest blow has been cast, there is not much spiritual power left, and he has no chance of winning against the spiritual power reserves with sixty meridians, and he can't even break through Mu Bai's defense, so how can he have the heart to fight again.

Seeing that Ye Wuxian was about to withdraw from the competition, Mu Bai's sword momentum stopped condensing and began to shrink towards the sword blade, and the speed under his feet was also extremely fast, and he went straight to the door of Ye Wuxian, wanting to give the final blow and kill him here.

The blade of the sword stabbed straight above the finger tiger, and suddenly burst out a huge wave, rolling towards Ye Wuxian, the powerful impact force made Ye Wuxian spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the second huge wave came out again, but unfortunately the burst of light flashed, and it had already sent Ye Wuxian out.

(End of chapter)