Luo Bo trembled, and the light of the Fire Cloud Immortal Sword dimmed, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

This is a gap in strength, and the magic weapon cannot easily make up for it.

Luo Bo understood that the tingling of the meridians also reminded him that he was not the opponent of the person in front of him, and if he went down, he would only be hurt more seriously.

There was silence in the audience for a while, and he was startled by Zhang Mu's thunderous blow, and slowly whispered, looking amazed and admired.

"I throw in the towel."

Luo Bo put down the sour sword, took a step back, and took the initiative to admit defeat.

"Admit it." Zhang Mu dispersed his strength and returned the salute with a fist.

The first race ended in a few breaths.

Many people enjoyed watching it, and they speculated about the bottom limit of Zhang Curtain and how far he could go.

"Senior Brother Tian has really accepted a good disciple."

Cang Song's eyes were withdrawn from Zhang Mu's body, and he regretted in his heart, he had seen this person back then, but unfortunately he didn't care too much, how could he have expected that his qualifications were so extraordinary.

Shang Zhengliang was even more twitching, others didn't know, but he knew how Zhang Mu entered Dazhufeng, and he completely pushed it single-handedly, if it wasn't for the bet he made with Tian Buyi, there would be no such thing.

His bowels were blue at the moment.

The people of the other veins, including the main veins, are all favored by Zhang Mu, and regret missing such seedlings.

Tian Buyi couldn't keep his mouth shut, I don't know how many years? A hundred years or two hundred years? They Da Zhufeng had never been able to raise their eyebrows like this, and now it was finally time to operate.

Zhang Mu returned to Dazhufeng and his party, and immediately received congratulations from all the senior brothers, and even Tian Buyi praised him.

He was a little embarrassed, after all, this competition was just a pediatric for him.

The first day of the competition ended shortly after, and in Dazhufeng, he, Zhang Xiaofan, Song Daren, Wu Dayi, Tian Linger, and Du Bishu passed, and the results were very good.

In the second, third, and fourth scenes, Zhang Mu did not encounter a cultivator who was higher than the seventh layer of Yuqing, and he passed smoothly without too many means.

The others were all eliminated, including Zhang Xiaofan, which made him realize that the protagonist's fate had shifted.

On the fifth day, the semifinals began, and Zhang Muming met a strong opponent, Lu Xueqi of Xiaozhufeng.

In the ring, Zhang Mu looked at the azure Tianqian Divine Sword and had a little headache.

It is rumored that this heavenly refinery is made of nine heavens of different iron, and it is the magic weapon of the famous monk of the thousand-year-old scattered cultivator. In the decisive battle between the righteous and the demons that year, the Master of the Dry Heart fought fiercely with the black-hearted old man of the Demon Sect for three days and three nights with the Tianya Divine Sword, and finally even severely injured the black-hearted old man.

This record alone can show that this sword is extraordinary, and it will definitely increase Lu Xueqi's combat power a lot.

And Lu Xueqi himself has the cultivation of the eighth layer of the Jade Qing Realm, which is higher than the cultivation he revealed, and with the help of the divine sword, he is at a disadvantage on the surface.

"Xiao Mu, the power of Tianqian is amazing, you can't force it."

Tian Buyi couldn't help but remind, he was not willing to take risks, in his opinion, Zhang Mu spent a few more years, and he would be able to catch up with him, and then get the magic weapon in his hand, naturally he would not be weaker than Lu Xueqi.

But how did he know that Zhang Mu wanted a six-fold mirror, and the first place in the comparison test was inevitable.

"Little Bamboo Peak Lu Xueqi, please advise!"

As Lu Xueqi spoke, the celestial reluctance behind her gradually lit up, emitting a brilliant blue light.

The spectators subconsciously held their hands and stared at the stage without blinking.

They are not optimistic about Zhang Mu, and they don't have a magic weapon to do it again, so resist the edge of Tianqiang? Now they want to see how long Zhang Curtain can last.

"Although the sword is strong, the person is not necessarily strong."

Zhang Mu muttered in his heart and looked at Lu Xueqi: "Senior Sister Lu, I made a move." ”

After saying that, he slapped a palm in the air, and a huge palm appeared, and the wind blew, driving Lu Xueqi's long hair.

Bang!

With a dignified look, Lu Xueqi drew his sword out of the sheath, radiant and radiant, and the sky-blue sword qi seemed to pierce the heavens and the earth, with a tail more than ten meters long, and slashed out in the air.

The palm print sword qi met in mid-air, both of them were stunned, stagnated for a moment, and then the sword light became more powerful, cutting the palm print little by little, and continued to fall with a pop with the aftermath.

On the stage, Tian Buyi's face changed greatly, and everyone else was also a little out of shape, Tian Qian's edge was too pressing, which made them worry that Zhang Mu was in danger.

Puff puff......

The sword qi fell on the ring, the wood smashed and flew like papier-mâché, and then exploded with a loud bang, like a thunderbolt from the sky, deafening.

There was a gap in the place where the curtain was originally standing, almost cutting the ring in half, and the Qingyunmen people who were watching did not change color, this kind of power was too amazing.

At this time, Lu Xueqi scolded coquettishly, and the original disappearing curtain approached her like lightning, and a palm with the light of Tai Chi was about to slap on her chest.

Some people didn't react, the speed of Zhang Curtain would be so fast, and they felt that Lu Xueqi was forced to defend with a single flower.

Lu Xueqi pinched and summoned, and the heavenly celestial qi shot back, blocking in front of Zhang Mu's palm, making a muffled sound.

The violent fluctuations spread, and the ring where the two people were located collapsed directly, forming a pit of several feet, and the sawdust flew wildly, spreading in all directions.

The two bodies shook in the collision, couldn't help but bounce off each other, took a few steps back in the void, and stood up in the air again.

Everyone in the audience was affected by the explosion of wood chips, and had to retreat farther away, looking at the messy ring, and was speechless.

This is the beginning, the two of them tried to attack each other once, and they almost scrapped the ring, and the power was simply terrifying.

Many people's eyes became eager, and there has been no competition as fierce as this one in the past few days, and the scene is magnificent and violent, which makes people's blood boil.

"What kind of combat tactic is this? The bare hands are hard to regret the heavens, and the power of the shock can withstand it, how strong is this kid's body! ”

Dao Xuan looked at Zhang Mu fixedly, he faintly saw something new from this person, something interesting.

"He is indeed cultivating the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, but his physical body is far from being at the same level, even if he doesn't have the help of a magic weapon, he can rely on the advantage of speed and strength without falling behind, this is a genius!"

Cang Song echoed, and stood up from his position in shock: "His identity has the potential to start a sect!" ”

Hearing this, the bodies of the other peaks and elders were all stiff, and the people who started the sect and established the sect were comparable to the patriarch of the Qingyunmen Founding Sect, could Zhang Mu really have this qualification?

Everyone present was silent, they saw so many amazing things from Zhang Mu's body that even they had to think deeply.

That's another way entirely, you can rely less on the magic weapon and more on your own road!

Zhang Mu didn't know at this moment that his momentary outburst revealed the characteristics of martial arts in front of these people, which made many elders of Qingyunmen notice.

On the other side, Lu Xueqi's arm was a little numb, and Zhang Mu shook her back with just a pair of fleshy palms, what kind of strange Taoism is this?

Sou!

The curtain was too fast to be caught by the naked eye, and it seemed to disappear, and it shot again like lightning.

(End of chapter)