"I didn't expect you to be a master of swords." Mu Feng smiled bitterly, how could he not know that his heart was upset? The most important thing in the Sanqing Sword Style is to make a big move, let yourself and the sword fuse together, ignore the influence of the surroundings to reach the realm of selflessness, but in the face of Yin Feng's long-term inability to attack him, his heart began to be chaotic, so that he was almost injured by Yin Feng several times.

"It's just that I have seen a lot and naturally have a way to deal with it," Yin Feng replied with an indifferent smile.

"Hehe, no wonder you use different tricks in the ring every time." Mu Feng replied with a bitter smile.

Incompetence once reminded him not to go too far, but Mu Feng didn't think so before, thinking that no one could solve the Sanqing Sword Style, at least no one among his peers could solve it, so he would use it unscrupulously, of course, he would only use this trick.

It wouldn't be strange if they saw a lot, it wasn't once or twice that Mu Feng used the Sanqing Sword Style in front of these people in Yinfeng, with their ability to cast it in front of them over and over again, they would always find some countermeasures.

Under the messy sword dance, Yin Feng retreated, and it seemed that only the power of parry was left, which attracted countless audience shocks and exclaims, only Mu Feng knew that Yin Feng was resisting from beginning to end, and had not made a decent counterattack at all, seeing that Yin Feng had been forced back to the edge of the ring, Mu Feng gritted his teeth and struck three swords in a row as a cover, and then charged a sword to stab Yin Feng's chest.

"Bang" There was a dull sound, Yin Feng's face changed slightly, and the cold ice sword in his hand was slashed by Mu Feng's jade ruler sword, and the sound broke into two.

Yin Feng's every resistance did not have any fancy and superfluous movements, and the strength was just right, and every time he gently picked up, he bounced Mu Feng's jade ruler sword away, so there was not much damage to his own cold ice sword, but this time Mu Feng took advantage of his unpreparedness to go all out with a sword, which still caught him off guard, and he could only resist with his sword.

However, how could the Cold Ice Sword condensed with soul energy be the opponent of the Jade Ruler Sword? Seeing that the cold ice sword was broken, Yin Feng's face changed slightly, but Mu Feng was overjoyed, and he was like a broken bamboo and approached Yin Feng.

The sword in his hand had been broken, and Yin Feng had nothing to use to resist Mu Feng's sword at this moment, just when Mu Feng forced him to the edge of the ring and took a small step back to fall off the ring, Yin Feng rubbed his feet hard, and his body jumped high in the air.

"Drink!" Seeing that Yinfeng used this method to avoid his own sword, he allowed himself to stab into the air with a sword that almost brushed against the soles of Yinfeng's feet, and completed a position swap with him.

When Yin Feng flew over Mu Feng's head, Mu Feng's face sank, and the body that rushed out of the body actually stopped in an incredible way, and the jade ruler sword in his hand burst out with dazzling white light and slashed upward.

Yin Feng didn't expect Mu Feng's body to be so flexible, such a fast sprint speed said to stop and stop, I'm afraid even he might not be able to do it himself, of course he didn't know what Mu Feng had experienced, and he thought that what he specialized in under Siyin's guidance was the flexibility and sharpness of the body.

Under Siyin's training, if the speed is slow, it will be made up, and if the speed is fast, it will be made up if it does not stop in time, and the nose will be bruised and swollen, over time, Mu Feng has been able to stop when he says stop, and he will rush to the realm of rushing when he says, many people want to stop when they are running, because of inertia, they will involuntarily rush forward for a while, and slowly buffer to stop safely, and Mu Feng has formed immunity to this inertia, which can be done under the gaze of everyone who feels that it is impossible to do it, and the body of the storm instantly stops and strikes out with a sword.

In the face of Mu Feng's incredible sword, Yin Feng, who was flying above his head, also let out an exclamation, and hurriedly flipped his body in the air to dodge, but Mu Feng's unexpected sword was still much faster than he imagined, the sword slashed through the corner of his clothes, and a hot pain came from the outside of Yin Feng's right leg.

"Poof~~" Yin Feng's tumbling body fell to the ground, and he slid backwards a few meters on the ground because of inertia, half-squatting on the ground, his face became a little dignified, and he looked directly at Mu Feng who was rushing towards him in front of him.

Before Yin Feng could get up from the ground, Mu Feng, who was chasing after him, had already come to him, and the sword in his hand was aimed at his chest and stabbed out again.

"Bang~" There was a soft sound, Yin Feng's body suddenly leaned back, and his right foot, which had been stained red with blood, kicked upwards with all his might, directly kicking the sword that Mu Feng stabbed out away from the original route.

"Bang"

Just between this lightning and flint, Mu Feng was just about to change his position, and when Yin Feng was still on the ground and was suppressed by himself before he could stand up, he gave him a thunderous blow to attack him unprepared, but Yin Feng rolled sideways on the ground in a seemingly funny manner, and then his right hand was wrapped in soul qi and hit the floor beside him with a punch.

Mu Feng's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly burst back, the gain brought by the second Qing had gradually begun to decline, and Mu Feng, who was more than ten meters away from Yin Feng again, was panting and sweating, looking at Yin Feng who stood up slowly from the ground with a smile, and the robe on his right leg had been stained red with blood.

The two who had been fighting together were finally separated under the stunned gaze of everyone, and before the intensive exchange that lasted for several minutes, everyone thought that the two who were inseparable from each other could not distinguish the winner, but now it seems that Yin Feng seems to be more embarrassed.

Mu Feng's strange sword cut his right leg before, and the wound was constantly bleeding out, plus he blocked Mu Feng's sword with his foot just now, which caused the scratched wound to be torn and bleeding, and the entire right leg was stained red by his own blood.

And on the floor next to Yin Feng, a round pit with a diameter of about one meter was shocking, this was exactly what he had smashed with a punch before, and the floor was lifted, maybe outsiders still don't know why he made such an unprovoked punch, but Mu Feng has personally experienced his cleverness.

Just now, between the lightning and flint, he was about to change to the position of the round pit to attack him from the side, but he didn't expect Yin Feng to predict Mu Feng's movements and movements in advance, just when Mu Feng was about to reach the perfect position to attack, he smashed down with a punch, if Mu Feng hadn't dodged quickly, he might have been shocked by his punch before.

"I didn't expect Yin Feng to be injured" In the pergola in the distance, when Zhuo Zichen saw Yin Feng's injured right leg, he was also shocked, as a fellow disciple, he must know much more about Yin Feng than Mu Feng, Mu Feng's every competition he saw in his eyes, just three tricks, with his understanding of Yin Feng, he was absolutely impossible to be injured by Mu Feng.

"Yin Feng is deliberately showing mercy to Mu Feng." The impotent sitting next to him replied with a relaxed smile.

"Although the sword just now is very tricky, it shouldn't hurt Senior Brother Yinfeng, Senior Brother is right, Yinfeng should be saving face for Mu Feng!" Xia Ruolan, who has never liked words, also softly agreed with the incompetent speculation at this moment.

"The last sword?"

In the ring, when Yin Feng saw Mu Feng's face flushed with the sword in both hands, the robe on his body was swinging without wind, and the majestic sword qi swept out, and the body of Huanghuang Tianwei was unbelievable, and when his body began to slowly fly upward, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and his right hand stretched out from his sleeve robe, and there was already a palm-sized diamond-shaped cyan bronze mirror in his hand.

"Xuantian Mirror?" Under the horrified gaze of everyone, Mu Feng, who had already flown to a height of two or three meters above the ground, holding a sword in both hands, glaring at his eyes, saw the mirror emitting a faint blue light in Yin Feng's hand below, his brows furrowed slightly, and he whispered its name in confusion.

"Yes," Yin Feng below looked up at the large amount of sword qi that had been condensed above, and the jade ruler sword in his hand had become incomparably huge, and Mu Feng replied with an indifferent smile.

"Xuantian Mirror, can absorb soul energy, but I'm not a soul energy, do you think it can block it?" Seeing Yin Feng's relaxed face, Mu Feng was even more puzzled.

"Try it!" Yin Feng shook his head casually, raised the blue light of the Xuantian Mirror with his right hand, pinched it with one hand with his left hand, and after a while, a thick white soul qi shield appeared in front of him.

"Yin Feng, this is sitting and waiting to die?" Sitting behind the incompetent and others, the last remaining Sanxiu named Gong Shangming, saw this and said with a puzzled face.

"It's not to sit still, but to avoid it, haven't you seen Mu Feng's sword?" Impotently turned his head to look at the blue-clothed young man behind him, who looked a little dull, and smiled.

Gong Shangming frowned and shook his head gently, seeing that he looked so incompetent and the others couldn't help but laugh out loud, Mu Feng had used this last sword on Qingxuan Mountain several times, but he didn't expect this winner who was also a top ten to say that he hadn't seen it.

"Mu Feng's sword is very fast, so fast that it is difficult to find with the naked eye, it is difficult to dodge, it is better to be prepared in advance than this." Impotence laughed and then explained softly under his bewildered gaze.

"Let's wait and see," Zhuo Zichen smiled slightly, quietly looking at the scene in front of him in the ring.

The monstrous sword qi raged out, and in an instant, it was all returned to the jade ruler sword in Mu Feng's hand, which had become incomparably huge, and in an instant, the jade ruler sword burst out with an incomparably dazzling white light, which was as difficult as the sun and day, making it difficult to look at directly, and Mu Feng, who was in it, could only vaguely see a black shadow.

Yin Feng below had a solemn face, his eyes were firmly fixed on Mu Feng who was diagonally above, he knew that the upcoming blow would definitely be extremely fierce, and he continued to inject soul energy into the soul qi shield in front of him to make it more solid and reliable.

"Broken!" With Mu Feng's exclamation, a giant white lightsaber ten meters long and one or two meters wide fell from the sky, and slammed downward, the target was under the dual defense of the Xuantian Mirror and the Soul Qi Shield.

"Bang" There was a monstrous bang, the mountains and rivers were pneumatically moved, and the powerful white shock wave spread outward like a tiger with the ring as the center, and the dozens of Qingxuanzong disciples who were close to the ring were shocked out several meters away before they had time to build an enchantment defense, and the dense crowd around the ring was even knocked to the ground.

Within a radius of ten meters with the ring as the center, under the impact of the powerful shock wave, only a few white-robed old men could still stand, and the white robes on their bodies were also pulled backwards by the strong wind, and even some houses in the distance were damaged by Mu Feng's sword, and the rubble fell to the ground.

The dazzling white light formed a white pillar of light that soared into the sky in the center of the ring, which lasted for a long time, making people tremble and not dare to look directly, at this moment, countless spectators around the ring had forgotten to breathe, and looked at the scene of the earth cracking and landslide in front of them with a stunned face, no one dared to say that Mu Feng was not at all at all, and the previous kind of questioning could no longer be heard.

"This~~This~This~" Gong Shangming, who was sitting behind the incompetent and others under the pergola, was so shocked by Mu Feng's sword of heavenly punishment that he was a little speechless, and he stood up from his seat in a daze, and couldn't say why.

"See, instead of trying to dodge such a sword, it is better to accumulate strength for defense." Incompetence was also quite shocking in his heart, although he had seen it several times, but every time Mu Feng cast this domineering sword, he would still feel his heart palpitating and shocked.

"This sword is out of the realm of swordsmanship, right? It's incredible! Gong Shangming said in horror, even Li Wushuang, who had always been moody on the side, and Leng Yue, who had been silent, both of them were slightly bent and could see that their hearts were also shocked by Mu Feng.

"Yes, Old Man Chu is really a strange person, he can actually create such a powerful swordsmanship." Impotence replied with a heartfelt sigh.

Staying in the ring until the monstrous white mang gradually dissipated, Mu Feng looked tired and panting and slowly fell from mid-air, the robe that was half lying on the ground was already wet with sweat, and the jade ruler sword in his hand was inserted upside down to support his somewhat weak body.

After this sword, Mu Feng seemed to have found the reason why he had used the last sword of the Sanqing Sword Style before and was not weak, and subconsciously touched his right arm, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Whew~ Awesome, I've wanted to learn it for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be unexpected." Just when Mu Feng was weak and weak, a huge round pit was split in front of him because of his sword, and when the dust fell to the ground, Yin Feng **** took the upper half of his body and slowly stood up from the round pit with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Resisted?"

"How is that possible? Is it all blocked? ”

"Perverted, perverted!"

The crowd around the ring saw that Yin Feng could still stand up, and then they woke up from a dream and talked about each other, because no one believed that Yin Feng could still stand up under Mu Feng's momentum like a rainbow and a shocking sword.

"Hehe, I'm still glorious even though I'm defeated!" Seeing that Yin Feng could still stand up, although his robe was shattered and scattered all over the ground, his whole person didn't seem to be hurt too much, Mu Feng knew that he had lost this competition.

His strongest move has been performed, and now he has become a little weak because of the whole set of Sanqing Sword Style, and he will not be Yin Feng's opponent at all, of course, if he can borrow the power of the spirit rhino at this moment, he may be able to fight.