Murong Sang laughed: "I have long wanted to learn Senior Brother Tong's swordsmanship, and today no matter what, I will not let go of such an opportunity!" With a flick of his fingers, the fierce sword light tide was violently pushed out from his body, overwhelming, with a huge momentum, buzzing and vibrating sound!

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Tong Qianyuan's face was full of excitement, and he roared: "Then let's see, whether it is the junior brother's wild current swordsmanship, which is even better, or Tong's swordsmanship, luckily beats you!"

I saw that in the main hall, the crackling sword light was intertwined, and the fierce and domineering sword light swept back and forth, and the extraordinarily ferocious aura fluctuated, and it was pushed out!

Whether it was Yuan Long, Shen Xingzhou, or the other cultivators of the Spirit Realm on both sides of the main hall, there was a little more shock in their eyes without concealing it, and they unfolded their bodies in a panic and spread out to both sides.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chen nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Xu Yang smiled and said, "Is the Wild Flow Sword Technique good, or is the Sword Fighting Technique even better?"

Lu Chen said indifferently: "There is no high or low swordsmanship, the important thing is that the person who cultivates the swordsmanship! After all, Senior Brother Murong has become a third-order, and his comprehension of the way of the sword is a step higher than that of Senior Brother Tong, even if Senior Brother Tong's swordsmanship is very good, he is not his opponent!"

The higher the qualification, the more things that can be comprehended by cultivating the exercises will naturally be more than those with lower qualifications.

Xu Yang nodded, and there were also wisps of strange light flashing in his eyes, and he secretly said, "Even if it were me, it would not be so easy to break Senior Brother Murong's Wild Stream Sword Technique!"

At this moment, the buzzing and vibrating sound wave suddenly exploded, Tong Qianyuan's eyebrows shook, and he retreated in one step, and the sword light that burst out of his body had already been strangled cleanly, and his face was gloomy, and he said, "I lost!"

Murong Sang smiled indifferently: "I agreed!"

Tong Qianyuan stepped down, and he had no intention of fighting again.

Yuan Long's eyes rolled a few times, and he also sighed: "I don't need to fight anymore!"

As a result, only Shen Xingzhou was left in the field.

This guy is also greedy for the quota of the three winners, his body rises and falls, and the rolling cold light blooms from his body, and it has already fallen in front of Murong Sang, and the fierce aura that bloomed in his eyes fell on Murong Sang's body, and said in a deep voice: "Murong Sang, although your strength is very strong, but Shen is not as simple as you think, the quota of the top three in Xuanwu Mountain this time, who else can I be!"

Before the words fell, the rolling waves condensed into a huge dragon that rose to the sky and was no less than twenty zhang long.

The dragon hovered in mid-air, the dragon head, the dragon body, the dragon tail, and the dragon scales, which could not stop shaking, and even more fierce breath, roared down, and swept towards Murong Sang.

Shen Xingzhou laughed wildly: "Murong Sang, don't think about going against me, because you are not my opponent! Don't think that achieving a third-order spirit pill is as if it is amazing! Your heat is still not comparable to me, this time, I will definitely defeat you, pull off all your masks, and reveal your true face!"

In the face of Lu Chen and Xu Yang, Shen Xingzhou had no confidence, but in the face of Murong Sang, his confidence was extremely huge.

Hum, the dragon hovering in mid-air finally moved, and between the flipped in the air, the dragon went straight to Murong Sang.

Murong Sang's face had a faint smile, rushing like lightning, and with a buzz, it couldn't move for a few feet in an instant.

Bang, the dragon that rushed down fell into the air with a blow, and slammed the ground into a huge hole.

The cultivators present were all taken aback, and their eyes fell on the Xuanwu Mountain Lord with a whoosh, seeing that this person did not say anything, everyone's mood became even more peaceful.

Shen Xingzhou missed the blow, his face was a little gloomy, and he roared angrily: "Bastard, don't hide if you have the ability!"

Murong Sang laughed: "Okay, if you don't hide, you won't hide, just come and see your Tengjiao swordsmanship, which can withstand my attack!"

Murong Sang's sword light buzzed and beating, and the ferocious sword light, from his body, was like a bullet, spitting out almost violent waves of qi, and fiercely nailed the fierce dragon that Shen Xingzhou erupted from, although this dragon was extraordinary, after all, it was just an existence condensed by Shen Xingzhou's sword spirit seed, and in the buzzing and soaring spiritual light, Shen Xingzhou's dragon was like a balloon that had been pierced with countless holes, and in the blink of an eye, it was already full of holes, and with a poof, Shen Xingzhou had no chance to withdraw the sword spirit seed, and it collapsed on the spot.

The mighty cold light sprayed everywhere.

Shen Xingzhou's sword spirit seed has already been broken.

Shen Xingzhou's body shook, and a mouthful of congregated blood spurted out of his mouth!

He was really in a hurry, originally he thought that he would be able to capture this Murong Sang, after all, he had broken through the Ning Dan realm for a longer time, and his skills were more profound, who had ever wanted to fight before he found out that he was wrong. It's tough to face this person, and it's outrageous to be tough.

Of course, Shen Xingzhou was unwilling to fail, he had his own goals, he wanted to show his prestige in the ten-year test facing the cultivators of the whole sect, and then make a name for himself in the whole sect, so that the cultivators of the whole sect knew about him, so as to satisfy his vanity.

However, the reality is so cruel that with a single blow, he was knocked back to the prototype.

Roar, the unwillingness in Shen Xingzhou's eyes was blazing to the extreme, and in the buzzing fluctuating sound, he stabilized his body, grabbed the void with one hand, and a sword light flowing in blue light was grabbed by him in his hand.

This sword blade, on the blade of the sword, is imprinted with pieces of scales, faint light fluctuations, and a more fierce aura shock wave has already appeared.

Shen Xingzhou's figure rose and fell, and before Murong Sang came over, his aura was already turning wildly: "Go!"

Shen Xingzhou let out a long roar, and the cyan sword blade suddenly bloomed, and an even more violent sword light shot out, and the evolved form was not as good as the dragon, but the breath was deeper.

Murong Sang's gaze, like an incomparably spiritual spring, deep, vast, and strange waves, walked out of his eye socket and said softly: "Break!"

The roar was endless, like a shock wave like a deep river, and it slammed into the sword light that Shen Xingzhou shot out.

For a while, the cold light fluctuated, and the ferocious waves of qi swept across, and I heard Shen Xingzhou snort, and another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, staggered, and went straight out, and the magnificent color in his eyes rose against the current: "I won't be defeated!"

Just when he was thinking this, Murong Sang's ghostly figure had already appeared in front of him, and he saw a violent sword light, overwhelmingly blasting towards Shen Xingzhou.

Shen Xingzhou's two eyeballs were about to jump out of his eye sockets, and he said in a lost voice: "Get out!"