Sima Jun walked out with a gloomy face.

was pointed at by Xia Huang with a sword, and challenged by name, if he hid it again, where would the face of Nanyang Bajun go?

"Don't be too crazy, boy, you'll regret it. ”

In the low and cold words, Sima Jun pulled out the long sword behind his back, like a sword cast from blood, the cold runes flickered, making people feel cold.

"Blood Tide!"

The long sword in Sima Jun's hand pointed out, and the sword qi skyrocketed, like a frenzy in the sea of blood, surging towards Xia Huang.

As the fifth horse of the Nanyang Eight Horses, Sima Jun's cultivation has reached the spiritual height realm.

In the face of Xia Huang, the shot is a sword skill!

Sonor!

Xia Huang pointed out with a sword.

At this moment, the Mojiao Sword was like a dragon that jumped out of the river, and it was like building a bridge of sword qi in the air, drawing an arc, and crashing into Sima Jun's blood sea sword qi.

The dragon walks the river!

Bang! The sea of blood collapsed, the sword qi scattered, and Sima Jun's body shook suddenly, staggering backwards, and he couldn't stabilize all the way.

Suddenly stationed the long sword on the ground, Sima Jun stabilized his figure.

Sima Jun's face was pale, panting, and he looked at Xia Huang's eyes, gloomy and frightened.

"Garbage. ”

Spit out two words lightly in his mouth, Xia Huang carried the Mojiao sword and walked towards Sima Jun step by step.

"Presumptuous!" A burst of shouts sounded, and the sixth horse of Nanyang's eight horses, He Duo jumped out, jumped into the air, and pulled out the iron chain wrapped around his waist. The silver iron chains more than ten meters long, all connected by iron cones, like a centipede, flashed with cold light, with a fierce momentum, and slammed towards Xia Huang.

Xia Huang's body shook slightly.

In an instant, several phantoms appeared.

"Click!" the silver chain slammed into the ground, tearing the ground apart, plowing a long crack that looked horrible to watch.

It's just that on the ground, Xia Huang's figure is gone.

"Be careful!" Sima Jun shouted as his gaze slammed into He Duo's direction.

It's a pity it's too late.

Xia Huang had already appeared in front of He Duo.

Dark void sword skills, like a phantom.

Xia Huang poked out his five fingers and slammed on He Duo's door.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Xia Huang pressed He Duo's door, lifted his whole body, and slammed it on the ground. The ground cracked, rubble splattered, and He Duo's head was in a pit, his hair scattered, and blood dripped.

The silver iron chain in his hand also cracked in response, and iron cones splashed like raindrops, spilling all over the ground.

He Duo fainted on the spot.

I originally wanted to support Sima Jun, but I didn't expect him to fall to the ground and not wake up.

"You're bastard!"

Sima Jun roared angrily, his robe fluttered, and his body was wrapped with blood-colored light, holding his sword in both hands, raising it high, and slashing down towards Xia Huang.

The sword qi exploded, turning into a raging sea of blood, covering the sky and the earth, like a blood tide emerging in the air, wanting to swallow and drown Xia Huang.

Xia Huang had five fingers on his right hand, and in the midst of a deep groan, the Mojiao sword swam and flew out, colliding with Sima Jun's blood tide sword qi. The two collided, and a turbulent wave of air erupted, spreading in all directions like a tide.

The Mojiao Sword was like incarnating into a dragon, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, tearing the rolling blood tide to pieces and collapsing.

Poof!

Suffering a backshock, Sima Jun spurted out a stream of blood from his mouth, dyed his robe red, and his body was even more shocked like a broken paper kite, flying upside down.

Before Sima Jun could land, Mo Jiao's sword had already galloped away, and a sword pierced his mouth!

Sima Jun's face was pale, and his mouth was full of blood.

This is a punishment for his unscrupulous words.

"Ahhh......hh

Sima Jun let out a miserable scream, his body fell straight upright, smashed to the ground, and rolled several times in a row, the long sword in his hand fell, and the whole person lay on the ground like a toad, and there was no movement.

In the bloody mouth, blood still flowed from it.

There was silence all around.

He Duo is so miserable.

Sima Jun seems to be even worse.

"There are three more. ”

The arm stretched out, and the Mojiao sword turned into an iron bracelet and swam around his wrist, Xia Huang looked at Wang Yong, Song Lengfeng and Ning Ye.

Nangong Bajun, the first three!

"I'll come. ”

Ning Ye stepped out.

Ning Ye, who was the third of Nangong Eight Horses, had a long figure, a black robe, and his pale five fingers poked out, slowly holding the hilt of the knife, and pulling out a five-foot long knife from behind his back. The jet-black blade, like thick ink, wants to devour people's souls, making people palpitate.

"Night Knife. ”

"This spiritual weapon is said to have been obtained in a dark forbidden place by Ning Ye, and it is pregnant with dark spirits. ”

The crowd talked.

For Ning Ye, many young disciples in the Mujing Palace had a faint fear and awe in their words.

"The battle with Ning Ye is the real test for Xia Huang. ”

A slightly old voice rang out.

"Master. In the crowd, hearing this, Chu Lichen turned his head sharply and found that Song Li had already appeared beside him.

"You're here too. ”

Chu Lichen didn't expect that Song Li would also come to pay attention to this battle.

Song Li smiled and said, "The person who came, why not me?"

Chu Lichen looked around, and after being reminded by Song Li, he found that many familiar figures appeared in the crowd.

There were people from their Hokusai Pavilion, as well as people from the West Tide Pavilion and the East Pheasant Pavilion, and even the elders of the main hall, all of whom appeared in the crowd to witness this challenge.

"Brother Huang, you've really made things bigger!"

Chu Lichen shook his head helplessly.

At the same time, watching Ning Ye appear on the stage, his face also became solemn.

As the top elite disciple of Nanyang Pavilion, Ning Ye's cultivation strength has reached the small pole of the Spirit Body Realm, looking at the younger generation of the Mujing Palace, he is also a stable top ten existence, and he is also one of the ten people in the Mujing Palace who was selected to go to the Taibai Secret Land.

is not like Song Lengfeng, who was forcibly seized from the hands of others.

"Phantom Night Walk!"

In the intersession, the confrontation has begun.

Ning Ye stepped out, his body seemed to melt into the night, disappeared, and suddenly appeared, and the black long knife was also like a ghost, hiding in the dark, wanting to drink blood and devour souls.

It seems that there are Ning Ye's figures in all directions.

It was as if there was none.

"Die. ”

Suddenly, just when everyone was still speculating about where Ning Ye was, Ning Ye had already appeared behind Xia Huang and slashed down.

The blade of the sword was like a narrow night, darkening the surroundings.

Xia Huang's figure was chopped to pieces.

It's like a mirror.

Then dissipate.

The crowd was in an uproar, and Xia Huang turned out to be a phantom.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind?

However, just when everyone thought that Ning Ye was about to be calculated, his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Immediately after, there was a sonorous sound.

A few meters away, swords collided and flames flew everywhere.

The figures of Xia Huang and Ning Ye disappeared in a flash.

Not far, far away, left, right, air, ground...... The figures of Xia Huang and Ning Ye flashed from time to time, swords clashed, bursting out bursts of firelight, the speed was like the wind, and it was like lightning flashing, dazzling to see.

Another collision.

The two disappeared again.

Suddenly, the sword light illuminated the surroundings, dazzling light, and people couldn't open their eyes.

In the air, Ning Ye's body jumped up, like an eagle vulture, and the long knife in his hand cut out a cold arc of light, slashing towards Xia Huang.

on the ground.

Xia Huang stretched out his hand to hold the Dragon Swirl Sword, dragging the Xue Liang sword light towards Ning Ye.

Swords collide again!