"I'm not going to lose!"

Facing the slightly aggressive Nie Feng, Mu Guo's dark face flashed a hint of hysterical hideousness, and the dark rhombic sword body in his right hand was shrouded in black mist again, but as if he was nervous in his heart, Mu Guo's left hand slowly touched his waist, and then clasped it tightly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Nie Feng, who was striding in, suddenly felt extremely uneasy in his heart, this feeling was no stranger to him, because in the wild forest, when he fought with the dying beast to the last moment many times, the fierce beast would often use its last strength to send out a huge killing move close to its own limit, and almost every time, it almost put Nie Feng in an extremely dangerous situation, and over time, he unconsciously developed a habit, that is, before the fierce beast broke out the final killing move, eradicate all its living force as quickly as possible, so as to avoid future troubles。

"Could it be that he also has a killing move?"

Nie Feng muttered to himself in his heart, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and his pace was slightly slower than just now, but his majestic figure was still tiger and gradually approached the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him, and careful people may be able to find that Nie Feng's face at this moment showed a trace of solemnity and vigilance.

"Come again!"

Mu Guo's momentum was slightly declining, as if in order to cheer himself up, facing Nie Feng's forward figure, raising his hand is a sword, the black and deep dark sword body once again crossed a beautiful arc, bringing up the sound of hunting, the momentum is still the same as before, but Nie Feng, who has entered the realm of sword marrow Xiaocheng, seems to feel that the other party's strength has somehow weakened a lot, and this weakening is not caused by the consumption of sword qi alone, it seems to be deliberate.

"What does he want to do?"

In the face of Mu Guo's fierce sword, Nie Feng did not raise his sword in a hurry to meet him, but in an instant, he used his kung fu to penetrate the essence of the sword, and in the blink of an eye for a tenth of an eye, he quickly swept Mu Guozhou's body up and down, and suddenly Nie Feng's eyes froze on Mu Guo's left hand on his waist, where he seemed to be grasping something.

"Hmph, this kid's secret must be in his left hand!"

It was too late to say that it was too fast, Mu Guo's Lingmu long sword was already rushing over quickly, Nie Feng had no choice but to cheer up his spirit, and the dark blue long sword in his hand was handed out again, and with an extremely strong attitude, it struck together with the stabbing long sword again.

"Collapse!"

The huge and dull sound sounded again, and the fierce qi wave burst out from the place of the attack again, but to everyone's surprise, the Lingmu long sword in the hands of the two had not been broken, and even the power of the qi wave was much weaker than the collision just now.

While everyone was struggling to resist the impact of the air waves, the two figures on the platform, one black and one blue, finally did their best, and under the huge impact of the other party, the figures quickly retreated, almost separating backwards again.

But at this moment, Mu Qing's slightly hideous face suddenly flashed a trace of cunning, and a voice that only Nie Feng could hear sounded.

"Stinky boy, I can't lose! If you want to blame yourself, you should provoke Mu Qing first!

When Nie Feng was slightly stunned, the cunning in Mu Guo's eyes quickly receded, replaced by another bloodthirsty greed, only to see his left hand twitch suddenly, and then wave it from the bottom up, a bright silver light shone, and cut diagonally towards Nie Feng's belly.

"Ah......h

Great Elder Mu Lin was the closest, and the angle was just right, so he was the first to let out an extremely surprised sound in extreme fright, followed by the exclamations of everyone under the platform.

"This kid is ...... of deception"

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Little brother, be careful!"

"Flash!"

......

In the blink of an eye in less than a tenth of an eye, the exclamations of many people rang out from under the platform, and these exclamations overlapped as if a wave was rolled up by the wind, slowly spreading out through the crowd from near and far.

And the Nie Tong couple in the crowd couldn't help but grow up at this moment, staring at their son on the platform with all their might, as if they wanted to pour all their strength into their son's body at this moment, so that he could dodge this fatal blow as quickly as possible, Nie Shi even took a few steps forward involuntarily, and blurted out a low cry.

"Kaede ......"

Naturally, not many people will pay attention to the worries of everyone under the platform now, and people will keep their eyes on the young man in black, wanting to see if the young man in black can survive the next moment, and then give this despicable and shameless young man in green a fatal counterattack, or at this moment, the young man in black is about to be slaughtered on the platform, leaving only regret and regret.

In the face of the sudden attack, Nie Feng's pupils involuntarily shrank, and then in Mu Guo's incredulous gaze, his legs still followed the trend just now, but his upper body fell backwards suddenly, as if he had been pushed backwards, and Mu Guo's bright silver stab full of confidence actually slashed against Nie Feng's overturned upper body.

"Woo-ra!"

The sound of a cloth tearing sounded, and the crowd stared at it, and a small piece of black rag, just like a fluttering black butterfly, fluttered lightly and without any force, flew out of thin air for a while, and then slowly fell into the middle of the retreating figures of the two teenagers, one black and one green.

Both of them were firmly grounded, but Mu Guo's expression was full of incredulity, slightly sluggish, while Nie Feng was holding a sword in one hand and gently touching the black shirt that was cut on his chest.

"If you want to kill me, it's not that easy!"

Nie Feng seemed to have suddenly truly transformed into a fierce beast, his originally black and bright eyes were slightly flushed with a hint of red at this moment, and then his legs kicked up, and his body quickly jumped five or six meters high, condescending and once again a third of the thunder Wan Jun swung down, and the rapid figure brought a violent wind sound when it passed through the air, and the black hair that was originally combed behind his head floated a sharp trajectory in the air at this moment, and when the whole body fell, it seemed to turn into a peerless fierce bird, smashing into Mu Guo's body, and the beak of the fierce bird was a diamond wood long sword with dark blue light。

Nie Feng's counterattack was only in an instant, and Mu Guo, who had missed the attack just now, had not yet fully recovered his senses, and when he felt the ferocious attack of Nie Feng's rapid attack, he had to raise the Lingmu long sword in his hand as quickly as possible to block it with all his might, but even so, it was a beat slower after all.

At this moment, Mu Guo had already missed the best time to resist, and the power of the hasty sword move was not fully released, and the dark rhombic wood long sword in his hand only lasted for half a blink in the face of Nie Feng's fierce downward split, and even after a crisp sound, it broke into two sections again, and Mu Guo's cyan figure was also instantly collapsed and flew out by Nie Feng's strong move.

"Plop!"

Mu Guo's body almost fell sideways to the ground, his face struggling slightly, and finally after a sharp burst of red light, with a "poof", a bloody arrow spurted out, and half of the rhombic long sword in his right hand had already come out of his hand, but his left hand was still holding a silver-white soft sword that was no more than a foot long, but the originally fierce soft sword had become a soft snake at this moment, and it was completely powerful.

"Humph!"

Nie Feng snorted coldly, calmed down the faint surging qi and blood at the fastest speed, bent his legs, and his body once again went forward, spitting out a dark cyan sword body of one inch and three swords, and slashed down at Mu Guo's left hand, which had fallen to the ground.

He didn't dare to kill people here, although the other party originally wanted to kill himself, but even so, letting the other party leave a lesson of regret for a lifetime is what he can do at the moment, since this is the case, then leave an arm!

Nie Feng's fierce gaze fell on Mu Guo's line of sight, and the latter finally showed indescribable horror at this moment, and a rather poignant voice sounded.

"Third Elder, save me!"

Nie Feng's long sword had not yet fallen, and suddenly a fierce and swift wind suddenly blew from the back of the platform, Nie Feng was slightly stunned for a while, the wind had already blown in front of Nie Feng, and an extremely sharp force crashed into Nie Feng's body in an instant, blasting Nie Feng's figure that had just landed out of the air.

"The third child!"

A loud drink came from the mouth of the Great Elder Mu Lin, and at this moment he was staring at the third cousin on the side with an angry face, and the latter's outstretched arm was finally slowly retracted, his eyes showed a trace of flickering, and his face changed several times in the blink of an eye, and finally barely squeezed out a smile.

"Ahh......h Now that the winner has been decided, there is no need to fight again, right......? I'm just trying to separate them!"

The words were slightly embarrassed, and the Great Elder had no choice but to glare at the cousin fiercely, and then his gaze quickly swept to the black-clothed young man who had just stumbled to the ground, his eyes were full of worry.

Just now he was slammed into his body by that fierce force, Nie Feng tried his best to resist this force, that is, in an instant, he unconsciously divided the sword qi that was originally poured into one meridian into three, and poured it into the two meridians of the Thunder Wanjun, as well as one meridian of the "Triple Gathering Yuan Law" that was originally only opened, and a small force was generated from his body out of thin air, making Nie Feng's original sword light of one inch and three quickly grow to one inch eight, but in the face of this fierce force, it was still very insufficient.

The body that was knocked into the air flipped two heels, and then it fell heavily on the platform, the rhombus long sword in his hand was on the ground, his right knee was bent, his head was lowered, and his black hair was slightly messy, dancing gently with the breeze in the square, that appearance was obviously trying his best to suppress the endless qi and blood in his body, but the slightly bulging back seemed to still have a trace of unyielding strength and stubbornness.

"Feng'er!"

Two slightly poignant shouts came from the middle of the crowd almost at the same time, and then a middle-aged man dressed in sword clothes and a middle-aged woman dressed quite simple and rough squeezed out of the crowd in a panic, stretched out her hand to climb the edge of the platform, looked up and looked up, and stared closely at the young man in black.