This person Su Moyu is very familiar with, it is a dumb child.

Su Moyu's eyes widened and she stared at her without blinking.

At this time, the mute child was rarely dressed in white, and a white cloth strip was tied to his forehead, as if he was wearing linen and filial piety.

At this moment, although she is in front of everyone, she no longer deliberately pretends to be lame and hunchbacked, if you look at it from the back alone, she does feel a little dusty.

"Who are you?" one of the executioners reacted, and quickly pulled out a scimitar from the leather behind him and pointed it at the dumb child.

The dumb child tilted his head, his eyes were a little blank, and suddenly raised his hand and took out a mourning stick tied with white flowers.

"You ......" The executioner was about to say something more, but he felt a pain in his face, and by the time he reacted, his body was already in mid-air.

It was the dumb boy who used a speed he couldn't see, and sent him flying with a mourning stick.

If it weren't for her mercy, this would have been enough to kill him.

The other executioner said "huh", but he didn't have time to react otherwise, and followed the previous person to the sky.

"What kind of first-class disciple is this?" Seeing this, the elder of the Discipline Hall in the distance was furious and questioned the people around him.

"No...... I don't know!" a disciple answered.

"I don't care if I know her or not, I won't go up and get her back for me!" another elder said angrily.

"Yes!" the disciples under the jurisdiction of the Discipline Hall heard this, and rushed towards the high platform one after another.

And the dumb man standing on the high platform was about to untie the chain that locked Su Moyu, but at this moment, there was a shout of killing from the audience.

Su Moyu looked at the sect disciples who rushed up one by one, and began to worry about the dumb child, and kept signaling her to leave quickly with her eyes.

But the mute child didn't seem to see it, and broke it with the mourning stick in his hand and the chains that tied him to his hands and feet one after another.

Su Moyu fell to the ground with a thud, and although the iron chain was gone, the power that blocked his meridians was still there.

He still couldn't speak or move, he could only turn his face in the direction of the dumb child.

At this moment, someone had already ascended the high platform.

"Dead girl, don't be caught yet!" De'an, who had just recovered from a serious injury, ran to the front.

At this moment, his master was watching from the audience, the elders of the sect were watching from the audience, and even the sect master was watching from the audience.

If you can win the opponent beautifully in front of these people, you may be appreciated and get a chance to be promoted.

Thinking like this, he was very attentive the moment he took out his sword, and the condensed sword qi erupted from the blade, so as to knock down the dumb man with a sword.

"Riding the dragon sword qi, it seems that although De'an was injured before, his cultivation has not been wasted. A Xuanjianliu elder said with his hand twisted his beard.

And beside that elder was none other than De'an's master, Renxu.

In this martial arts test, his two apprentices made no achievements, which made him a little embarrassed in front of his peers. At this moment, he saw that his apprentice De'an rushed to the front, and that move was extremely pure, which made him feel that his face had added a lot of color.

"It's not me bragging, among the younger generation of our Xuanjian Stream, in terms of dragon sword qi alone, De'an should be ranked first!" Ren Xu raised his head and said proudly.

It's just that before the words fell, the breath on the high platform suddenly fell, and then a shuddering breath hit.

The mourning stick in the dumb man's hand was raised, and sword qi gushed out from it, and after the sword qi broke out, it was twisted into a stream in the blink of an eye.

The sword qi snaked forward, and finally turned into a dragon shape with clear eyebrows.

The dragon formed by the sword qi rushed towards De'an's sword qi, opened the dragon's mouth, and swallowed it directly into its abdomen, as if eating a small worm.

After that, the dragon-shaped sword qi continued to move forward, and De'an was also lifted away from the high platform.

"Ahh

Ren Xu's eyes widened in the audience, looking at the dumb child on the stage, and he felt that his face was hot.

"Just now...... That girl also used the dragon sword qi, but it can actually be condensed into a dragon form, this is too terrifying?" The elder who spoke just now was also dumbfounded for a while.

"Whose disciple is she, why haven't I seen her?" someone frowned.

"At such a young age, he has such attainments in swordsmanship, how can such an out-and-out genius remain unknown?"

"Go and find out who his master is?" someone gave the disciple an order.

And Su Moyu, who was lying on the stage, was also in turmoil in his heart at this time.

"She's really amazing!" Su Moyu sighed in his heart, since the dumb child took him into the ground, Su Moyu began to guess what kind of realm the dumb child should be.

Now it seems that the dumb child is stronger than he expected.

In the blink of an eye, the first batch of three generations of disciples who rushed into the ring were all swept out by her dragon sword qi without exception.

At this time, there were only two left, her and Su Moyu, on the stage.

"Give it to me!" Under the high platform, where the Yan Sword Flow gathered, Renlie shouted loudly, he, like Renji, hated Su Moyu's master and apprentice so much, so he would never allow accidents to happen.

Even if he, like the others, didn't know which elder of the Xuanjian Stream was the highest-footed, he still issued an order to the disciples of the Yan Sword Stream beside him.

"Die quickly!" The two Yan Jianliu disciples jumped onto the high platform at the same time, one left and one right, and at the same time slashed their swords at the dumb er.

When the two swords stabbed at the dumb child, the scorching aura escaped and burned the sword body red, and the red sword qi that was a foot long broke out of the sword, like two flames as sharp as knives.

"Red Flame Blade, I can't imagine that the Yan Sword Stream, which has been in decline for so long, and there are three generations of disciples who can perform this set of sword skills so smoothly, it's not easy. A Xuanjianliu elder admired in the audience.

But at this moment, the dumb man on the stage seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then slowly retreated, swinging the mourning stick in his hand backwards, and smashing it forward.

In the trajectory of the mourning stick, the originally ordinary body of the stick suddenly ignited a red light.

After this, a scorching intent made the two Yan Sword Flow disciples who were rushing wildly unable to open their eyes.

But the people in the audience could see clearly, the red light from the mourning stick in the dumb man's hand was clearly the red flame blade of the Yan Sword Flow.

And her Red Flame Blade was even more refined than the two Flame Sword Stream disciples.

Not only that, the red sword qi emitted by the mourning stick was two zhang long, which was enough to be described as magnificent compared to the two disciples of the Yan Sword Flow on the opposite side.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, the dumb sword qi fell to the ground, and a corner of the high platform was burned by the blazing red light, and the two Yan Sword Flow disciples fell from the platform with fire all over their bodies.

At the same time, the other Yan Sword Stream disciples who had not yet had time to ascend the high platform were deeply shocked by this scene and stopped at the same time.

"How is that possible?" one of them muttered to himself, looking at the ugly-faced girl on the stage, unable to figure out how the other party could perform his swordsmanship.

At this moment, Yuan Yangzi, who was at the top of the jade ladder opposite, narrowed his eyes rarely: "She has a second-rate swordsmanship!Who is she?"