Murong Heng's actions were simply a complete grasp of the opponent's moves and psychology. Luo Wutang's disciples suddenly shouted with joy:

"Our senior brother is kidding you!"

"Senior brother is domineering, too domineering!"

Murong Heng stretched out his sword at this moment, holding it with one hand and pointing it at Luo Yanqing, as if this was the battle he had just begun.

"Luo Yanqing, you lost to me in the hall battle last year, and you also lost to me in the hall battle, and you will still be my defeated man this year! How many swords can you pick up from me this year? Rookie! Suffer death! ”

Murong Heng, who was holding a big sword, bowed slightly, and a circle of force exploded on the surface.

boom

Murong Heng is gone!

In the next moment, Murong Heng's dragon slash slashed down like Mount Tai.

Rumble!!

Luo Yanqing's knife suddenly struck, his body shook violently, the qi and blood in his body surged, his body instantly cut out several zhang, the bones all over his body seemed to be smashed, and his arms were numb.

Murong Heng was the best among the disciples of the Vermilion Bird Palace, his huge body and huge sword did not affect his speed in the slightest, he was definitely not slower than Luo Yanqing, or even faster!

Faster! Faster!

Bang!

The second sword had already arrived, and Luo Yanqing felt that his knife was about to be taken off, and a roar burst out of his throat, desperately resisting the powerful force! But the body still retreated uncontrollably.

There is a huge disparity in their strength!

Murong Heng didn't mean to pursue at all, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he said coldly: "You still haven't made any progress at all, Xuanchitang is just because of your mud disaster, and you want to change your fate, in front of me Murong Heng, it's completely nonsense." ”

After Murong Heng finished speaking, he didn't look at Luo Yanqing, but looked at Tang Qianshu provocatively: "It is said that you want to rely on a little hairy child to create a miracle, then you will continue to maintain the miracle of eleven years without a bright day!" ”

Luo Yanqing looked at Tang Qianshu, who was still calm and indifferent, he stabilized himself and said: "Murong Heng, don't care who our Xuanchitang relies on to create miracles, you win first and I'll talk nonsense." ”

Murong Heng snorted contemptuously: "How many times do you still hold on?" One or two? ”

Bang!!

Murong Heng was another fiery assault, the big sword slashed Luo Yanqing's knife, and the ground exploded with a bang! One can imagine how powerful the power of this awakening is.

This time, he didn't stop, but made a series of moves to kill Luo Yanqing.

"Big brother, get out of the way!" Lei Zi shouted, Brother Bao must not be smashed, and Senior Brother is also smashed!

Luo Yanqing just didn't hide, and raised his knife to meet him.

While!!!

Luo Yanqing's face suddenly lost its blood, and the tiger roaring blade stubbornly blocked the dragon slash.

Murong Heng was a little surprised, he wanted him to surrender directly with this sword, and his bones were quite hard.

"Kill!"

The spiritual power on Murong Heng's body burst out like a wave, this is the power of the demon slayer, with the opinion of a powerful spiritual power, Luo Yanqing didn't dodge this time, the force was so strong that he couldn't move.

Rumble!!!

This move made Luo Yanqing already stand, and the whole person flew out.

Murong Heng stood proudly, raised his big sword and raised his arms, and the disciples of Luo Wutang, including Fengming Hall, followed suit!

This power is still too different, Murong Heng is a demon exterminator who has both strength, spiritual skills, and swordsmanship, and it is still too strong for Luo Yanqing.

"Huh?" Murong Heng looked back.

Luo Yanqing was still able to stand up, holding the Tiger Roaring Blade tightly with both hands and said, "I haven't lost yet!" ”

Murong Heng shouted violently: "Look for death!" ”

The dragon slash with a whirlwind is dizzying. To be able to wield a weapon in one hundred and sixty pounds to such an extent, this person is simply a madman!

Luo Yanqing could still only barely defend with his sword.

Bang bang

Murong Heng's serial attack was to knock down the opponent in all directions, not only Luo Yanqing, but also all the disciples of Xuanchitang who participated in the competition, and all the disciples up and down Xuanchitang would be terrified because of this battle.

This is his strength, and this is Luo Wutang's strength!

Bang bang

Murong Heng's every blow made people feel Luo Yanqing's helplessness, and Luo Yanqing's powerlessness. The people of Xuanchitang looked heart-wrenching, and the people of Luo Wutang looked very happy.

But Luo Yanqing just held on, no matter how many times, hold on, hold on! For so many years, he has never lost and never won! He has never given his juniors a long face, he is derelict in his duties!

Murong Heng's dragon slash slammed down like lightning, and at this moment he also had red eyes, and his heart was so happy that he couldn't be more happy, the opponent was a target, not his opponent at all, he hoped that he could resist it, but he would resist it.

Resist, Luo Yanqing doesn't have this ability!

Murong Heng raised the dragon and slashed ......

At this moment, Luo Yanqing's tiger roaring blade swung suddenly, stood up, and waved Murong Heng's sword away violently, and Murong Heng, who was determined that Luo Yanqing had no power to resist, was slightly sluggish.

That's enough!

Luo Yanqing waved the Tiger Roar Blade with his backhand and swept Murong Heng's front door suddenly.

Call......

Murong Heng narrowly escaped, and a bloody mark was cut on his face by the force, and his eyes widened angrily, this wilting guy can still resist, so ......

"Die!"

This time Murong Heng broke out, this is a matter related to his face, he must not be soft, Long Teng slashed and paid attention to spiritual power!

Kill, kill, kill!

Luo Yanqing was a little numb, he completely relied on his own will and support, and his body seemed to collapse every time, but he could survive a little bit.

Luo Wutang's people were really anxious to see it.

"Senior brother, kill him with one move!"

Mother, it's so weak that it's so weak that you can't beat it to death like this? Murong Heng was really annoyed, so he didn't cut it anymore, and kicked Luo Yanqing out!

Luo Yanqing, who flew out, had no defense, but his hands were still tightly gripping his Tiger Roar Blade.

Murong Heng saw that the fallen person did not move for a long time, and raised his big sword again to meet the cheers of everyone.

Luo Wutang's people continued to cheer loudly, but slowly stopped again, because Luo Yanqing stood up.

- "Senior brother, the fate of Xuan Chitang is to fight here, and if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent. ”

This year may be the last time to arouse everyone's hearts that have been scattered, it is the little expectation and hope that Tang Qianshu has worked hard to manage, he can't lose, can't lose again!

Luo Yanqing suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, in the cold wind, his voice burned with flames, and the muscles of his body visibly expanded, emitting a steely light.

"This ...... Is this a promotion? ”

It was actually under the fight that the strength was promoted?

Luo Yanqing continued to roar, wanting his body to burst out with more power, he suddenly slapped his head several times with his knife, he wanted to be sober and fight!

"Xuanchitang is not a mud that can't support the wall! Roar—"

Murong Heng was also excited when he saw the scene in front of him, this year's Xuanchi Hall could actually produce a vajra body, which was a bit interesting. He also roared angrily, his thick arms shook, and his muscles swelled again. The appearance of holding a big sword is even more powerful and domineering.

Murong Heng injected domineering spiritual power into the big sword, and the big sword suddenly shrouded in aura, like a dragon circling.

He roared.

"Dragon Slash!"

In the last blow, both of them used all their strength, theirs was a large-scale sword cultivation, relying largely on the strength of the body, and this blow was fighting to the death.

Luo Yanqing's blow was a blow that he had failed and trusted him, a blow to his life!

"Tiger Roaring Mountains and Rivers!"

Rumble!!!

Both disappeared from their places at the same time.

The martial arts arena shook and shook, and the two fell on both sides of the arena with their backs to each other, and they didn't move.

There was silence on the field, and everyone was waiting for the results.

Time passed little by little, Luo Yanqing did not fall, and Murong Heng did not fall.

"Senior brother......" Lei Zi called cautiously.

Luo Yanqing slowly raised his gaze, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised the Tiger Roar Blade in his hand with difficulty.

At this moment, Murong Heng's tall body suddenly fell straight backwards.

bang

The audience was silent, only Luo Yanqing's slightly trembling tiger roaring blade was in mid-air, which seemed so sacred and precious. After a long time, a tremor suddenly sounded in the audience of Xuanchitang.

"Big brother...... Won ......"

Lei Zi jumped up suddenly and shouted, "Senior brother has won!" ”

Zhang Yaozu cried, crying and shouting: "Senior brother won, Xuan Chitang won!" ”

Then dozens of people suddenly cheered together, although it seemed a little thin, but the sound was like the sun piercing through the fog, illuminating the entire martial arts arena.

Knotted, I don't know where to start, the people of Qingfeng Hall or Fengming Hall, or those who watched the battle from other halls began to applaud, and then there was a roaring applause outside the field.

It's a light rainbow after a storm, and it's the sun after the clouds are shining at the beginning of the heavy rain.