"Ah...... Ha ......"

Just when time seemed to stand still and the entire hall froze, a voice sounded clearly in the hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mu Ling pouted, looked at the two people in the hall, and said coquettishly: "What are the two of them doing, why haven't they moved for a long time." ”

The other people in the main hall were all knowledgeable people, and they all saw the key to this battle, so they didn't dare to make the slightest sound before, for fear of disturbing Lu Yu and Yang Shan, who were caught in a confrontation and were highly nervous.

But Mu Ling is limited in age after all, although he can see some clues. But it's still confused.

Before, Mu Ling was infected by the atmosphere of the scene, and he didn't dare to make a sound easily. But as time gradually passed, the long wait finally wore out the little girl's little patience and will, and she couldn't help but yawn and complain.

A yawn, a whisper, if in normal times, this is nothing, some people who are hard of hearing, even can't hear what Mu Ling is whispering.

But on this occasion, the power of this sound is tantamount to a bombshell.

It's like a drop of water dripping into the hot oil that indicates calm, and the whole pot of hot oil will detonate in an instant.

As soon as Mu Ling's voice rose, the fragile balance between Lu Yu and Yang Shan was instantly broken because of this.

The bodies of the two moved at the same time,

Lu Yu's punch was like a tiger roaring and a dragon soaring, and the momentum that was originally condensed and inward was like a flood that opened the floodgates, and Lu Yu's tiger fist, dense and compact without leaving a gap.

Lu Yu's whole person exuded a domineering aura, overflowing from every pore of Lu Yu, filling every inch of space around him, and constantly expanding.

Seeing this punch, everyone's eyes lit up, and such a thought couldn't help but rise in their hearts.

This is the real tiger fist,

The tiger is the king of beasts, and the tiger fist should have this kind of domineering spirit and sweep the world.

At the same time as Lu Yu punched, Yang Shan's sword also moved.

Yang Shan's sword is not as domineering and powerful as Lu Yuhu's fist, but it has incomparable speed and sharpness.

Different from Lu Yu's monstrous momentum, Yang Shan restrained all his essence and spirit and condensed it on this sword, in order to pursue the ultimate in swordsmanship.

Lu Yu's tiger fist pressed towards Yang Shan like a mountain of mountains, and Yang Shan's heart sword also pierced the air with an indomitable movement, heading straight for Lu Yu's heart.

This time, neither side used any cultivation, and they all fought their perception and understanding of martial arts moves.

This is Lu Yu's pure punch, and it is also Yang Shan's pure sword.

The moment the two of them made a move, Genmu Zhenren's eyes lit up, and he suddenly stood up from the table.

When the two met, Lu Yu didn't know how many punches he struck, and Yang Shan kept his sword.

The wonderfulness of this moment was remembered by everyone.

The two were separated at first sight, and in less than a second of contact, they staggered by.

The two of them each rushed out of a distance of three to five meters, and then stood still.

From extreme stillness to extreme movement, and then back to extreme quiet, but in an instant, the two have fought countless times, and the winner and loser have been separated.

Yang Shan slowly lowered his head and looked at the two clear fist marks on his chest, where the broken clothes hung and swayed gently.

At that moment just now, Lu Yu threw seventy-nine punches one after another, and although Yang Shan tried his best, he still couldn't block the two heaviest punches.

The fist print sank deep into Yang Shan's chest, and the pain kept stimulating Yang Shan's nerves, but Yang Shan's face showed a hint of a smile, and his eyes showed a gleam, full of joy and excitement.

Yang Shan was not surprised or angry at all because of his injury. Through the impact just now, without using any cultivation, the pure tiger fist against the pure heart sword made Yang Shan have some kind of understanding of his heart sword technique.

The harvest of this battle made Yang Shan overjoyed.

As soon as Yang Shan smiled, his face suddenly changed, and he snorted, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of Yang Shan's mouth.

The fist slammed into Yang Shan's body, and the accumulated injuries finally broke out at this moment.

At the same time, on the other side, Lu Yu was standing there, his right hand pressing against his chest.

Under the palm of his hand, there was an extremely small hole in the clothes on Lu Yu's chest.

This is Yang Shan's masterpiece.

Yang Shan did not block Lu Yu's fist, and Lu Yu did not dodge Yang Shan's sword.

Yang Shan's sword pierced Lu Yu's clothes, leaving a small wound on Lu Yu's chest.

This wound is extremely small, so small that it doesn't even bleed out, if you don't look closely, you think it's the pores on Lu Yu's body.

Although the wound was small, Lu Yu could clearly feel that a sharp sword qi had pierced into his body.

Lu Yu only felt a cramping pain in his chest, very suffocated, and his atrium twitched, his eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of blood mist.

A mouthful of blood mist spit out, and Lu Yu relieved the pressure on his chest and could breathe slightly.

Everyone looked at the two people standing in the barrier, and they all showed surprised expressions.

No one expected that this battle would be such a result in the end.

Lose both.

The wonderful picture of the two fighting just now, although it was only a short moment, was already deeply imprinted in Xu Liu's minds.

Looking at the two people in the field, they couldn't help but ask themselves: If it was themselves, would they be able to catch the blow from Lu Yu and Yang Shan just now.

After thinking about it and thinking about it in the end, Xu Liu and the others had to admit that if they faced Lu Yu's fist or Yang Shan's sword instead, they were not sure that they would follow completely.

At most, they are the same as Yang Shan, to the point of equal sharing and losing both.

It's almost impossible to get out of it all in one.

Unless they directly crush it with cultivation at the beginning, or they didn't plan to fight in the first place, they just ran away,

Xu Liu and the others were stunned because of the final result, and the little girl Mu Ling was even more stunned by the scene in front of them.

Now, how could Mu Ling not know that he had just run into trouble. Mu Ling would never have dreamed that he would just whisper a sentence that would cause such consequences.

Mu Ling looked around in a panic, wanting to explain a few words, and also wanted to find someone to help him explain a few words.

But everyone was immersed in the battle between Lu Yu and Yang Shan just now, and they hadn't come back to their senses yet, and no one paid attention to Mu Ling.

When Mu Ling saw this scene, he felt aggrieved, his mouth was deflated, and he was about to cry.

But then, Mu Ling thought about it, isn't this right, no one cares about him, and no one comes to trouble him.

Mu Ling's face immediately turned cloudy and bright, and his eyebrows were happy.

Mu Ling looked around again, and found that no one really paid attention to him, so he quickly shrank back and hid himself in the corner.

I kept muttering: I can't see me, I can't see me, everyone can't see me......

In the midst of the enchantment, Lu Yu and Yang Shan stood there, trying to alleviate the injuries they had just received.

After the initial recovery of the injuries, the two spoke almost at the same time, in no particular order.

"I lost. ”