The elder sitting on the high platform didn't get up, but responded lightly: "This son is not cheating, and his cultivation is indeed at the fourteenth layer of condensation, if he loses, he is defeated, can't you even admit defeat?"

As soon as these words came out, the knife-wielding disciple who was already a little embarrassed turned even red, and when he saw the strange gaze from the side, he was even more ashamed, he couldn't stay in the martial arts arena for a moment, and he didn't even have time to put the bloody knife in his hand into the storage bag, so he hurriedly fled away.

Then the elder continued to return to a state of silence, and when Chen Mengxiong saw this, he said loudly: "If there is injustice, the elder will inevitably take action, and the judgment will not miss fairness, and now the competition continues!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone no longer dwelled on this matter and continued to pay attention to the ring competition they were going to participate in.

Mu Bai's face did not change color, his eyes swept over the audience, and he said indifferently: "Next!" As soon as these words came out, they provoked the anger of the people again.

"The surname is Mu, what do you think of us, how dare you be so arrogant, look at what respect I Long Fei teaches you!"

"I don't know what rudeness is, I just know that it's hard to be respected for the weak. If you want to get the corresponding treatment, you can talk about your strength, come on, you and I will prove your strength in a fight. ”

"Hmph! Strong words! Look at the palm!" This strong man named Long Fei is not like the person in front of him who has been accumulating strength for a long time, and he strode towards Mu Bai, although Mu Bai is more than eight feet tall at the moment, among ordinary people, he is considered strong, but compared to the strong man in front of him, such a body can only be regarded as thin, but in this thin body, I don't know how much strength is hidden.

The earthy yellow flesh palms hit Mu Baimian directly, these palms looked extremely wide, and with the spiritual power of the earth attributes, they looked extremely heavy, giving people a good sense of oppression. Of course, Mu Bai is not easy to match, the Qitao fist method has already run on his hands, and the faint white mangs are particularly strange.

Boom! With the bombardment of the fist, the spiritual power shocked, producing a lot of impact, and Mu Bai's ears rang a little! It is worthy of a man who relies on strength to fight, and the power generated by the bombardment made Mu Bai take three steps back, and the strong man named Long Fei only took half a step back. In this first battle, Mu Bai is obviously weaker than Long Fei, of course, it doesn't mean that Mu Bai can't compare to Long Fei, but he can't compare with him in terms of strength.

Such a result couldn't help but make Zhao Yi, who was standing in the ring next door watching the battle, breathe a sigh of relief, and was slightly happy in his heart: "It seems that this kid is not so difficult to defeat, I was too worried before." ”

Such a result is not what Mu Bai wants to see.

Seeing that it was not possible to fight hard, Mu Bai frowned slightly, "Since the strength of the competition is not good, it seems that you can only win in speed and rely on footwork to drag you down." As soon as the idea came out, it turned into an afterimage and took the initiative to attack Long Fei.

It was the first time that his footwork of looking for plum blossoms and stepping on the snow was displayed in public, and this use immediately shocked many people. The heart that Zhao Yi had just put down instantly hung again.

Long Fei's strong body was not good at speed, but now in the face of an opponent with such speed, how could he not panic, watching the afterimage gallop towards him, the hairs on his body stood up.

Ahh

When he was nervous, he was hit by Mu Bai in the waist, Mu Bai was not entangled, and the distance was instantly opened when he hit the blow, which made him very uncomfortable, but the battle was stalemate here, and he had to continue to guard against it.

Boom! After a while, Mu Bai's fist hit Long Fei's armpit again, and the severe pain made his face pale.

Boom! Another blow, this time Mu Bai did not have a soft hand, his fist smashed directly on Long Fei's left ear, Long Fei fell to the ground with a stumble, at this moment, the left ear that was hit poured out a stream of blood, depending on the situation, it is estimated that the brittle bone of the left ear has been broken.

And Long Fei himself fell to the ground, shaking his head blankly, at this moment, his mind was full of tinnitus, and there was still a point of combat power there.

"How to play this, who can defend his offense with such speed. A tall and thin white-robed disciple in the audience said angrily.

"How can that be! In order to get the Quenching Spirit Pill, you can only fight, if you don't even have this belief in competition, then what kind of immortal are you cultivating, you can't do it, let me come!"

"Brother Chen's words, shame me and the others, our people in the ring, except for Mu Bai on the field, are Brother Chen's strongest combat power, this battle for the Quenching Spirit Pill is up to you! If Brother Chen can't fight him, we don't have to fight anymore!" The tall and thin disciple just now said ashamedly.

As soon as these words came out, the remaining dozen or so people all turned their eyes to the man surnamed Chen. The man surnamed Chen with the sword on his back didn't speak, just stared at Mu Bai in the ring, his eyes revealing solemnity.

The figure flashed, and the man with the sword on his back was already standing in the ring, holding the sword in his right hand, and the combat power in his eyes was awe-inspiring.

Mu Bai's intuition told him that the man with the sword in front of him was extremely dangerous and should not be underestimated. Mu Bai was scrutinizing, the man had already come with a sword, a magic weapon long sword with a width of two fingers and a half, carrying a golden spiritual light, this sword was powerful, Mu Bai had no sword in his hand, he didn't dare to face his edge, driving his footwork to dodge in a hurry, found a gap, and immediately took out the wind sword.

The man surnamed Chen is also good at fighting, seeing Mu Bai dodging and retreating, he also followed closely with his sword, not giving Mu Bai a chance to breathe at all, although he had no intention, but the sword was ruthless, Mu Bai did not dare to be the slightest slack, for fear that if he was not careful, he would enter the land of no return.

The sound of swords fighting echoed throughout the ring.

In this way, the two of them are fighting each other with one move, you advance and I retreat, you enter and I chase, the fight is extremely fierce, no one gives anyone a chance to breathe, the sword moves are more kitsch than a style, and the footwork is more mysterious than one time, so that the people watching the battle are all dizzy and fast.

Such a stalemate battle situation is not what Mu Bai wants, after all, from the perspective of swordsmanship, these dozens of moves are fighting against each other, regardless of victory or defeat, and now they can only rely on the distance to seek victory. Such a thought also appeared in the heart of the man surnamed Chen, quite tacitly, the two fought hard, retreated one after another, stood at a distance and looked at each other, neither of them was willing to admit defeat.

Autumn water sword trick, falling geese sink into the sand!

The man surnamed Chen didn't wait for Mu Bai to make a move, so he attacked first, stabbing Mu Bai's door directly, but Mu Bai had already guarded against his attack, and when the long sword came to his side, he immediately stepped forward, and slashed down with both hands with the sword power, and slashed the stabbing long sword diagonally down. The man's mouth surnamed Chen was shaken and painful, and it was at this gap that the sword swung upwards with the wind sword, cutting through the right shoulder of the man surnamed Chen.

The man surnamed Chen was in pain, but it was too late to return to the sword to block at this moment, so he rolled backwards and widened the distance between the two, and Mu Bai's second attack failed. But this did not affect his offensive, the fighter plane was fleeting, and the Chengfeng Sword continued to pursue with Mu Bai's will.

The man surnamed Chen was injured in the right shoulder, and for him with a sword, his combat power had obviously decreased, and in this way, Mu Bai attacked fiercely, and the man surnamed Chen struggled to resist.

The man's shirt surnamed Chen was cut open again, blood trickled out of his white clothes, and time passed breathlessly, and the battle situation gradually shifted to Mu Bai's side.

Another sword cut through the shirt of the man surnamed Chen, and the flesh and blood flew up, and the people in the audience were still thrilled, not to mention the two people who fought on the stage.

At this moment, the man surnamed Chen already had two sword wounds on his body, the blood stained the white clothes, and the faint salty smell stimulated the sense of smell of the two, the man surnamed Chen seemed to ignore these two wounds, and never looked at them, his eyes kept staring at Mu Bai tightly, waiting for the fighter.

This kind of battle situation, Mu Bai is unwilling to see, it is naturally good to be able to win the victory, but this person in front of him is not afraid of death, and the stalemate of the battle situation is not good for him, after all, after this competition, he still has to fight against Zhao Yi, if the spiritual power is consumed too much, I am afraid that something will happen, and at this moment he has already fought against several people, and running the Xunmei snow footwork also consumes a lot of spiritual power.

The second reason is that the person in front of him has a tough personality and real combat power, and he is not a mediocre talent like Mo Qi who has no cultivation, and he can't bear to seriously injure this person.

After a little muttering, Mu Bai withdrew the spiritual power attached to the sword, hugged his fists and said: "Senior Brother Chen's combat power is indeed good, but this is just a competition, if you and I lose both fights, it is a pity, it is better to stop here, why not?"

The man surnamed Chen was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Mu Bai to suddenly say this, and then he also stood up straight, hugged his fists in return, and said: "My qualifications, I am confident that I don't have the Quenching Spirit Pill, and I can still break through the Cultivation Realm, but my brother's qualifications are poor, and he is stubborn by nature, if there is no such pill, I am afraid it will be difficult to make progress in my life." As he spoke, his eyes turned to the audience again, looking at a thin young man, and there was a little more determination in his eyes.

Then he turned around and erected the sword, the golden spirit attached to the sword body, especially bright, with firmness in his eyes, he looked at Mu Bai, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Mu, please!"

Mu Bai was slightly stunned, and in an instant, the white spirit was also attached to the blade of the sword, and said with a faint smile: "Brother Chen, please!"

Phew!

The two swords intersected, and the sound of metal lasted for a long time, for such an opponent, Mu Bai was extremely respectful, since he was bent on fighting, Mu Bai simply fulfilled him.

Xunmei's footwork of stepping on the snow then worked, and the wind sword was in his hand, like a flying eagle, and it disappeared in a flash, stabbing directly into the chest of the man surnamed Chen. The man surnamed Chen is not an ordinary opponent, although the speed is not as good as Mu Bai, but the reaction to the enemy has nothing to say, with static braking, with the wind sword must advance, the long sword in the hand of the man surnamed Chen also moved, swept sideways, and Mu Bai's sword style could only be abandoned.

Only instantly retracted the sword momentum, the body squatted forward with inertia, the sword style changed to an oblique split, this variant, so that the man surnamed Chen's sword has been swung out horizontally, it is too late to withdraw the block at this moment, the sword style was avoided by Mu Bai's left leg, and after a while, blood gushed out, extremely terrifying.

Seeing this, Mu Bai couldn't bear it, so he immediately put away his sword and stepped forward to take a look.

At this time, his younger brother's cry was also heard from the audience: "Chen Jing! I don't need you to take care of my affairs, and I don't need you to fight for this quenching elixir, I have my own arrangements, you quickly admit defeat!"

Tears poured down the cheeks of the thin young man, stirring up dust on the ground.

"You're admitting defeat!" the thin figure fell to his knees, crying hoarsely, as if he was about to burst his throat.

"Fart! Daddy will entrust you to me after she dies, Lao Tzu doesn't care about you, who cares about you?" Chen Jing shouted hoarsely on one knee with his back to his brother.