The situation in the hall is delicate, Murong Yuan and Murong Qingyun are facing Xiao Qingmad and Lei Bin, and the strength of the two sides is slightly inferior to Murong Yuan's side, but the victory or defeat of the master duel is often not conclusive......

Murong Qingyun took the lead in attacking the traitor Lei Bin.

Lei Bin raised his hands slightly, and two short cones instantly appeared in his hands, and the collision sound of the metal short cone and the long sword sounded.

The long sword in Murong Qingyun's hand carried the strength of the shadow, and every attack was like a spirit snake attacking, fast and powerful, without the slightest drag.

Although Lei Bin's martial arts were slightly higher than Murong Qingyun's, Lei Bin concentrated on defense and never attacked, and he seemed to be at a disadvantage for a while......

Murong Yuan and Xiao Qingfang, one was on the steps of the hall, and the other was near the main entrance of the main hall.

Both of them are quietly watching each other, waiting for the most suitable moment to make a move......

For a master of their level, victory or defeat is often a matter of an instant.

All they have to do is wait for the opportunity, seize the opponent's weakness, and kill them with one blow......

On the side, the sound of Lei Bin and Murong Qingyun fighting kept coming, but the two of them were still like two stone statues, standing still, and the dark internal force and the scarlet internal force surrounded the two of them respectively.

After a long time, the Shadow Sword in Murong Yuan's hand slashed casually.

Five shadow sword qi quickly burst towards Xiao Qingfang, Xiao Qingmad stood arrogantly in place without moving the slightest, and before the shadow sword qi reached Xiao Qingmad's body half a foot, it touched the scarlet rakshasa demon like a physical entity and dissipated.

Xiao Qingmad smiled contemptuously, stepped on the spot, and the four weapons that were originally inserted in the ground flew into the air, and under the operation of Xiao Qingmad's scarlet internal force, the sword head gradually turned to Murong Yuan's location.

Xiao Qingfang had not cultivated particularly subtle sword techniques or swordsmanship, so although these four weapons could be called divine weapons, they didn't mean much to him, he just regarded them as ordinary artifacts, and flew out to attack Murong Yuan with the help of the powerful and domineering Rakshasa internal force......

Murong Yuan looked at the four weapons in front of him that were flying with majestic internal force.

Although such an attack was powerful, it could not be comparable to Murong Yuan's Shadow Sword Qi.

Murong Yuan separated several flying swords that flew from the shadow energy to attack, and the flying sword orbit was offset and plunged straight into the wall behind Murong Yuan, and the wall of the main hall that was originally covered with flowers and happy words looked out of place due to the insertion of four weapons......

Xiao Qingfang didn't give Murong Yuan a chance to breathe, the whole person flew like a scarlet phantom, and Murong Yuan also used the shadow technique in his body to the extreme, leaving several afterimages out of thin air, and retreated to the back of the main hall while attacking.

In the Shadow Hall, in addition to Murong Yuan and a few people, there are countless heads of the sects under the Shadow Gate, if they are affected by this battle, the loss is the Shadow Gate, although the loss of this Shadow Gate is minimal, but it is also what Murong Yuan does not want to see.

Of course, Xiao Qingyan knew that Murong Yuan wanted to divert the battlefield, but he didn't care.

The lives and deaths of those who are like bed bugs and ants don't matter to him, he cares about how to force the people in front of him into a difficult situation......

Behind the main hall is the school martial arts field of the Shadow Gate, and behind it is the dormitory of the main gate......

With a loud sound of violent internal force colliding, Murong Yuan fell directly into the school martial arts field from mid-air, and cracks appeared on the marble tiles.

Almost at the same time, Xiao Qingmad, who was surrounded by scarlet internal force, flew from the main hall and smashed down on the other side of the school martial arts field, and the domineering internal force completely shattered the floor tiles under his feet, creating a huge deep pit, and the scarlet internal force was like clouds and mist like flowing water, constantly spreading upward, and the Rakshasa ghost behind Xiao Qingmad became more and more realistic.

A glimmer of essence flashed in Murong Yuan's eyes, and the long sword slashed in the air, pointing to his side, and the dark internal force poured out like a flood, and the whole person was instantly imposing......

The corners of Xiao Qing's crazy mouth raised slightly, and countless scarlet twisted skulls appeared around his body, just like the last time he was in the Moon Tower.

These skulls with painful and distorted expressions continued to fly around Xiao Qingfang's body, gathering more and more, and finally under Xiao Qingfang's gestures, they rushed directly towards Murong Yuan's place like a swimming dragon.

Where the dragon composed of skulls passed, a scratch about a meter wide appeared on the ground, and the originally neat marble floor looked ugly because of this scratch......

Murong Yuan on the side also knew that the power of this move could not be underestimated, but he did the opposite, directly facing the skeleton swimming dragon.

The dark internal force on Murong Yuan's body was great, and the figure was gradually divided into three, and then into five, and five Murong Yuan who were exactly the same came with a sword in the same posture, even Xiao Qingfang couldn't tell who was real and who was fake for a while.

"What a trick Shadow Clone......"

Xiao Qingmad secretly said in his heart, but in his hand, the huge skeleton dragon directly broke through the middle three clones, and the other two had also attacked Xiao Qingmad from the left and right sides respectively.

Xiao Qingmad didn't move a single bit, the two shadow swords were already close at hand, Xiao Qingmad used the luck of lightning speed, and the two palms that gathered the scarlet internal force hit the left and right sides respectively.

The two Murong Yuan's shadow swords stopped in front of Xiao Qing's wild palm, unable to advance another half a step......

Immediately, Xiao Qingfang knocked out the scarlet palm force along his arm.

Murong Yuan on the right hand dissipated instantly, turning into clouds of smoke, although the Murong Yuan body in his left hand was hit by this palm force, but it was not a big problem, Murong Yuan's shadow internal force was attached to the left palm, and he struck out with one palm, directly attacking Xiao Qing's chest, but he stopped moving after encountering the Rakshasa demon that existed like a substance.

Murong Yuan frowned......

Xiao Qingfang took this opportunity and slapped Murong Yuan in the abdomen with his right hand.

Murong Yuan felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, a mouthful of bitterness welled up in his throat, and after he forcibly swallowed it, the huge impact that followed shook Murong Yuan back. Murong Yuan took advantage of his strength to fly to the edge of the colonel's martial arts field, but fortunately, Xiao Qing's crazy palm was not a Rakshasa palm, it was just a palm of pure luck, and the damage was not fatal to Murong Yuan.

Murong Yuan stood condescendingly on the eaves, but he didn't get half an advantage.

Yun Zhi said that although the form of this Rakshasa demon is difficult to penetrate, it will inevitably consume a lot of internal force, and no matter how majestic and powerful the internal force is, it is impossible to maintain it all the time, but if this is the case, where is his weakness?

In the school martial arts field, Xiao Qing turned to face Murong Yuan on the side, and the scarlet internal force continued to be released outward without restraint, as if there was no end, like an inexhaustible sea......

"Master Murong Sect, it seems that this time, if you don't have any disciples to borrow your long sword, and no seven masters to help you, you won't be able to beat me......"

Xiao Qingfang sneered lightly, letting out an arrogant and confident laugh.