"Ghost Sword Tassel Mo Yu Sheng!" The inquisitor's voice sounded at the right time, and Su Moyu shook his shirt and slowly walked down from the ring.

Deyang, who was still on the stage, looked sluggish, he couldn't accept this result, but the pain in his chest and abdomen told him that he had indeed lost, and he had been defeated completely.

The Xuanjianliu disciples in the audience who were originally waiting to see Su Moyu's jokes, now that they were looking at Su Moyu's eyes, they finally changed, and the insulting voice weakened for a while, although there were still two shameless guys saying something, but it was obviously difficult to resonate.

Su Moyu ignored these people, walked to the corner alone, found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and combed his injuries.

Although Tianlinyi's defense is amazing, he still suffered some minor injuries. Looking at the schedule of today's fight, I'm afraid there will be the next round of fight in a while, so he must recover from his injury quickly.

The competition on the stage was still going on, and from time to time there would be cheers or sighs, but Su Moyu ignored them.

It wasn't until much later that there was a deafening commotion in the ring next to him.

He opened his eyes in some surprise, and saw that on the side of the group C ring, Jiang Qingwen lifted the opponent off the ring with a beautiful slash.

"She's really powerful...... Su Moyu muttered to himself.

At this moment, his heart jumped suddenly, and a sense of crisis surged into his heart.

He looked sideways, and saw a flash of yellow light coming straight to his door.

Su Moyu's pupils shrank, and he could see clearly that it was a page of yellow sheet paper with strange patterns, although it was only a page, but it contained a strong aura.

At this time, if he wanted to hide, it was already a little late, Su Moyu gritted his teeth, raised his left hand to protect the door, and leaned back with his whole body.

Rumble!

An explosion sounded under the ring of Group D, drawing everyone's attention.

At the very center of the explosion, Su Moyu was slumped on the ground, one of his left hands already drenched in blood.

"What's going on?" someone exclaimed.

The adjudicator who had been in the ring raised his eyebrows, and was the first to jump down from the high platform, came to Su Moyu's side and looked at it: "Which one threw the flame explosion charm!"

As he shouted, the people nearby retreated one after another, but a young Taoist priest stood in place as if he was a little at a loss.

"Whose disciple are you, why do you hurt people with the Flame Burst Talisman?" the adjudicator of the D group took a step forward, and the young Taoist priest was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

"Uncle Hui, I am a disciple of Yan Jian Liuren Lie, my name is Dexiang ......," the young Taoist priest replied in a trembling voice.

The adjudicator of the D group frowned, recognizing that this Dexiang was also a member of the Dawu trial D group, and just now, he had successfully defeated his opponent and broke through the second round.

"Do you know that private fights off the field are to be deprived of the qualification for the Great Martial Arts Examination, not to mention using a high-level spell like the Flame Explosion Charm on the same sect!" "The adjudicator of Group D's brows furrowed more and more, as an adjudicator, no one wanted to encounter such a thing in the area he was responsible for.

Dexiang said with a panicked look: "I...... I, I just wanted to try his skills, and who knew he didn't dodge. ”

He was lying, and the Adjudicator of Group D came to this conclusion almost immediately. Because the Flame Explosion Talisman is a high-level talisman of the Flame Sword Flow, a cultivator who is generally in harmony with the realm will be killed if he takes a head-on hit. How can there be such a dangerous way to try someone else's skills?

The evil intentions hidden by this virtue have been revealed.

He wanted to kill Su Moyu, at least to hit Su Moyu hard.

But why?

Before the adjudicator of Group D could speak, a person suddenly jumped in from outside the crowd on one side, and after this person landed in the middle of the field, he lifted Dexiang on his heel with a stroke of his sleeve and scolded: "Little beast, are you going to die?"

The person who came was not someone else, it was the master of this virtuous minister, Renlie.

When the Adjudicator of Group D saw that it was him, he remained silent to see what he planned to do.

Renyeol's face was angry at this time, you must know that the virtuous minister in front of him is one of the most proud disciples of his disciples, and he has always had great expectations for him. This time, he gave him the Flame Explosion Talisman, hoping to win surprisingly in the D group, and it was best to kill Xiao Jianyang in an upset, but for some reason he used this big killing weapon off the field.

And it was also used on a Su Moyu who looked like a chicken and a dog in Renlie's eyes.

"Division...... Father, I didn't mean to!" Dexiang looked frightened at this time, and knelt on the ground with a pop.

Renlie gritted his teeth fiercely, although he hated it in his heart, but after all, he was his own apprentice, where could he watch him suffer heavy punishment from the sect?

When he turned his head to look, Su Moyu over there had already staggered up, and the bleeding from his left hand that had been flowing unstoppably looked like he was not lightly injured.

"According to the rules of the Dawu test, those who fight privately off the field should be disqualified. My unsuccessful apprentice hurts people, so he abstains, and I will let him go back and think about it!" Renlie immediately made a judgment, not because he was fair, but because he knew that his apprentice had violated the rules of the door this time, and if he let others deliberate, the result would be far more than just thinking about it. What's more, if Cheng Jianxuan rushed over at this time, he wouldn't dare to think about it, so it was better to kick his apprentice back first while the fat man didn't know it at this time. When the other party comes to find fault afterwards, he has something to deal with.

The adjudicator of Group D naturally knew his thoughts, he frowned and glanced back at Su Moyu, thinking that he would not offend Renlie for the sake of a down-and-out ghost sword stream, so he sighed: "It's okay." ”

Renlie breathed a long sigh of relief, kicked Dexiang and said, "Why don't you get out of here?"

Na Dexiang hurriedly fled from the Sword Dance Flat.

Seeing the apprentice leave, Renlie shook his head and came to Su Moyu's side, took out a box of healing medicine from his arms and handed it over, "Boy, take it." ”

Su Moyu was suddenly attacked, and he was a little stunned for a while, and he came back to his senses after Na Dexiang was repulsed.

He had had a feud with Yan Jianliu several times before, and this Renlie had been humiliated in public by Cheng Jianxue at the beginning, so he naturally regarded the attack just now as a drama arranged by Renlie.

At this time, I saw this sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked guy running over and pretending to be a good person, hit the top beam in anger for a while, waved his hand and knocked over the healing medicine and said, "Who wants your things!"

Renyeol's face changed, but at this time, he was not angry, so he had to snort coldly and throw his sleeves away.

The inquisitor, who stayed in place, looked down at Su Moyu's injuries and found that there were multiple wounds on his left hand, one of which was even faintly visible as a white bone. After thinking for a moment, he asked in a low voice, "The third round will start in a while, you are injured...... Do you want to abstain?"

Su Moyu shook his head resolutely and said, "No, but can you arrange for me to play as soon as possible?"

Originally, the order of the Great Martial Arts Test was not allowed to be changed at will, but the current situation was special, and the adjudicator also felt a little indebted to Su Moyu, so he nodded and said, "Okay, the next game will be the match between you and Yan Jian Liude Chong!"

When Su Moyu heard this, he immediately thought that he understood the ins and outs, and he felt that the virtue of attacking him was to escort his fellow disciples through the next round!

Since you are so insidious and cunning, what need do I need to show mercy?

"In the first game of the third round, the ghost sword tassel Mo Yu is against the Yan Sword Liude Chong!" the referee took the stage and shouted, and the two went to the ring.

At this time, Renlie hadn't left yet, he looked at Dechong on the stage and shouted, "Dechong, don't keep your hands!"

De Chong on the stage nodded, took off the sword from behind and said, "Offended!"

A trace of fierceness flashed in Su Moyu's eyes, and the ghost king under his feet suddenly launched, rushing in front of De Chong at an almost teleportation-like speed, and the Styx in his hand was raised high, and he slashed down fiercely.

De Chong's cultivation was not as good as Su Moyu's, and he had never seen such a strange footwork as the ghost king's step, and before he could react, he was cut by Su Moyu with an extremely deep and long wound on his chest.

If it weren't for Su Moyu's unwillingness to kill, he would have been split in half this time.

Burst!

Blood splattered out, and Dechong fell to the ground.

"Save people!" The inquisitor hurriedly found someone to carry De Chong away, and then looked at Su Moyu with a shocked expression.

How many years has it been since I saw this kind of footwork?

The ghost sword stream that used to be full of geniuses is really back!

"Su Mo Yu Sheng!" the inquisitor's mouth was a little dry.