Just when everyone thought that Fang He was going to die, Fang He suddenly moved. Fang He's body suddenly knelt down under the pressure of Murong Qinghe's sword qi, and those who didn't know thought that Fang He couldn't bear it. But how did they know that what Fang He was going to use at this time was exactly the method he had when he was fighting Lin Yi in Disturbing Sand City.

At this time, Wang Yan, who was beside Liu Yun, also smiled, and gently patted Liu Yun's shoulder, signaling him not to worry.

Sure enough, the moment Fang He's body knelt on the ground, it was like sitting on a hot wheel, and he slid forward in an instant. Since Murong Qinghe's 'legs' were spread in the air, Fang He didn't need to lower his head much to pass under his feet. The Sky Destroying Sword also pulled a small narrow mark on the bluestone, and the fire 'flowers' flew everywhere.

And when he wore to Murong Qinghe, Fang He didn't stop at all, with the lesson of the last time, he had to decide the outcome of everything before doing it. Facing such an 'insidious' villain, Fang He has not been used to it since he was a child. The body fell suddenly, and the Heaven Destroying Sword followed the movement of the body, and in a moment, it was behind Murong Qinghe.

And Murong Qinghe himself was injured, and at this time he was already at the end of the crossbow, and he had no power to return to the sky, so he could only let his sword slash on the bluestone. There was a thud, and the body fell. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt a chill in his vest, and sweat the size of a bean came straight out of his forehead.

I saw the two of them standing with their backs to each other, Fang He was already standing on the edge of the square at this time, and if he moved forward a little bit, it was estimated that he would go down. And at this moment, Fang He's eyes were extremely indifferent, because the Heaven Destroying Sword had already jumped over his shoulders and was directly against Murong Qinghe's vest.

The light blue 'colored' sword qi had already torn all the clothes on Murong Qinghe's back and scattered them all over the ground. And the black tip of the sword also happened to be against Murong Qinghe's vest, piercing out a bean-sized bloody eye, and a trace of blood was slowly flowing out of that bloody eye.

Murong Qinghe couldn't help but shudder, if the Heaven Destroying Sword entered the 'meat' for half a point, I was afraid that this life would be a waste, but Fang He didn't do that. Because he knew that it was just a contest, the so-called contest for friendship.

Astound!

In the square, everyone couldn't help but gasp, originally thinking that Fang He would definitely die, but they didn't think that they would still be able to turn the tide and become the first winner of the competition. And seeing the Heaven Destroying Sword against Murong Qinghe's back, he had to admire how powerful his mastery of strength was.

Xiao Tian's face no longer had a smile at this time, but became more and more 'gloomy', looking at Murong Qinghe with a tired face.

"Hehe, Brother Xiao, it seems that this first game is because we have some luck. Liu Yun looked at Xiao Tian's deflated appearance and couldn't help but want to laugh, but still said calmly.

"Uh, oh, yes, you won this one. Xiao Tian snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.

At this time, Uncle Cheng also smiled slightly, smoothed his snow-white beard, took two steps forward gently, and shouted loudly. "In the first match, the Liuyun Sword Sect won!"

Hearing Uncle Cheng's words, many people woke up from the shock and couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and then sat down quickly. But Hao Tiancheng smiled faintly, looking at Fang He's gaze, there was a trace of appreciation.

At this moment, Fang He also slowly withdrew the Sky Destroying Sword and walked quickly towards Liu Yun's side. But Murong Qinghe suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Qinghe......" Xiao Tian roared and hurriedly flew into the square. Picking up Murong Qinghe, he flew back again, ignoring the silver 'colored' long sword that fell to the ground, and letting it shine in the sun.

"Bleeding too much. The moment Xiao Tian came back, Liu Yun greeted him and hurriedly said. At the same time, he gave a few orders to a subordinate next to him, and then called a few people to carry Murong Qinghe down.

"Brother Xiao, are you alright?" asked Liu Yun softly.

"It's fine. Xiao Tian replied lightly. Seeing Murong Qinghe being carried down, he felt very uncomfortable. You must know that cultivating a talent requires a lot of 'fine' effort and money, and a person like Murong Qinghe, who broke through to the Sword Saint before the age of thirty, is even more precious, he never thought that this first competition would almost scrap one of his proud disciples. Thinking about it, the 'color' of the face is getting greener and greener.

Uncle Cheng on the side looked at Liu Yun and Xiao Tian, and shook his head helplessly. Then he yelled into the square. "The second game of the competition, start!"

There were no superfluous words, but they instantly attracted everyone.

This time, Xiao Tian's face was obviously much more solemn. If the second game also ends in failure, it will undoubtedly be a big loss in morale. If this is the case, the Tiger Roaring Sword Sect will be one against three, even if all of them are very good, but the psychological pressure will undoubtedly affect the play of strength.

"Cheng Jie, go this time. Seeing that Xiao Tian had a 'forced' dignified look, Liu Yun took the lead in speaking and instructed Cheng Jie on the side to deal with this second scene.

Cheng Jie answered, and walked towards the square with a white 'colored' long sword.

"Brother Xiao, it's your turn. Liu Yun took a sip of tea, looked at Xiao Tian on the side and didn't make a decision for a long time, so he urged with a little banter.

"I know!" Xiao Tian replied angrily, his gaze swept over the five people beside him one by one. After a long time, he said softly. "Haoyu, let's go. Stay safe!"

It turned out that the fat man's name was Haoyu, Xu Haoyu, he was not a good person, but his name was not bad. The fat man, oh no, it was Xu Haoyu, answered, and slowly walked towards the square. With each step, the ground seemed to tremble.

Xu Haoyu's appearance undoubtedly disgusted many audiences, but feeling the surging sword qi in his body, he had to admit that he was a master.

Xu Haoyu walked into the square, and when he was still ten meters away from Cheng Jie, he suddenly accelerated, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword aura was Lingran. Although Xu Haoyu is fat, his speed is not slow at all, and he arrived in front of Cheng Jie in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Jie didn't expect Xu Haoyu to attack suddenly, let alone that the first attack seemed to be going all out. The sharp blade slashed through the air, leaving an afterimage that went straight to the heart.

Cheng Jie shouted, his feet were on the ground a little, and his body retreated violently, at the same time, the long sword in his hand had already danced in front of him, and he forcibly 'swung' Xu Haoyu's long sword, but unexpectedly, there was a numbness in his hand. The figure turned sharply again, jumped to Xu Haoyu's side, and the long sword slashed down, widening the distance between him and Xu Haoyu.

Xu Haoyu's attack undoubtedly caught Cheng Jie off guard, forcibly endured the pain in his hand, and with the help of the power from the beginning of the blade, he jumped up and instantly pulled a distance of five meters.

Xu Haoyu had already turned around at this time, he looked a little unhappy that he had not been able to hurt Cheng Jie, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his two eyes looked smaller at this time, but who knows, either to avenge Murong Qinghe, or for the reputation of the sect', his eyes have quietly flashed a killing intent.

This time, neither of them moved, just stood quietly in the square, probing each other, as if they were both waiting for the other to attack.

Five meters!

Cheng Jie took the lead in moving, the white 'colored' long sword flashed above his head, and with the help of the sunlight, a white light instantly 'shot' at Xu Haoyu's eyes. Xu Haoyu was squinted by this sudden light.

Well, this is the time!

Cheng Jie took advantage of the moment when Xu Haoyu squinted and moved. The white 'colored' long sword quietly rose and fell sharply, and several blue 'colored' sword qi were like thunder and lightning, and instantly arrived at Xu Haoyu's side, cutting off all his retreats. Then, the body jumped up slightly, and the long sword fell from the sky, whirring!

The sudden appearance of the sword qi made Xu Haoyu instinctively feel that a danger was approaching. His eyes suddenly opened, but he saw that Cheng Jie's sword had flown towards him, and at this time it was only two meters away, and all the back roads were blocked. Even if you hide, you will definitely get hurt!

Hmph! Xu Haoyu snorted coldly, and stomped his right foot heavily on the ground! Suddenly, several bluestones around him cracked in response to the sound, splashing a circle of dust. The blue 'colored' sword qi burst out, wrapping the body tightly, and the long sword in his hand slashed forward fiercely, although it was no longer able to resist 100%, it was not necessarily ineffective.

Xu Haoyu's body was like a boulder, standing still. The long sword in his hand kept swinging, and the sword qi formed a sword qi net more than two meters wide, instantly blocking everything in front of him. The direction that Cheng Jie came from was the front, and the moment the sword qi network was formed, Cheng Jie's white 'colored' long sword entered the sword qi network.

I only heard the sound of sizzling, and there were already fire 'flowers' around Cheng Jie's long sword, but this did not affect its progress, and the white 'colored' long sword continued to penetrate forward, and it seemed that it was already halfway in, getting closer and closer to Xu Haoyu. Xu Haoyu roared, and on the side of his body, the long sword swung and slashed down!

Outside the sword qi network, Cheng Jie couldn't see everything inside clearly, and suddenly heard a crisp sound, followed by a pain in the tiger's mouth, and he almost threw away the long sword in his hand. Enduring the great pain, Cheng Jie strengthened again. Hard-nosed inside.

The moment Xu Haoyu's body was on one side, his body had been injured by the sword qi, and he was bleeding nonstop. At this time, Cheng Jie's sword was no longer in front of his chest. I had to dodge again, but my left hand didn't retract in a hurry, and I only felt a pain, and a shocking sword edge was in sight.

I have to say that Cheng Jie's move is indeed ruthless enough, first block all retreats, and then suddenly try his best to strike. If you don't die, you have to be seriously injured, this is Cheng Jie's idea. However, the sword qi network laid by Xu Haoyu is still not weak. The moment the white 'colored' long sword sank into Xu Haoyu's left arm, his right hand instantly became numb. The whole body was suddenly rebounded, bringing up a line of blood mist, slamming on the ground, and the long sword clattered and fell beside him.