The same martial arts arena, the same ring, and the people in the spectator seats are almost the same, but their emotions are obviously different from the last time.

The people of Xuanmen looked at Mu Fan in the ring, almost all of them made him look good, and occasionally a few of them were excessive, pulling out banners and writing "Kill Yan Qing and promote my prestige".

The sacrificial ceremony has not really begun, and the things to be discussed have not been brought to the negotiation table, only some of the disciples below have made moves.

There were three battles in the morning of the martial arts exercise, and people of all ages from the major sects fought each other, but there were not many people in the viewing seats.

In the afternoon, Mu Fan came on the field, and the people who came filled the viewing seats in the martial arts arena, and some people had to stand in the back to watch the battle.

In the final analysis, Mu Fan's own fame and his unusually arrogant, the greasy relationship between the Sword Sect and the Xuanmen made the battle have a lot more meaning than fighting.

Mu Fan glanced at it casually, ignored it, and turned to face his enemy in this battle.

The disciples of Xuanmen may be really angry, and they are ready not to give him a chance, and directly send Chen Jing to play.

Chen Jing looks average, as her name suggests, quietly, from the beginning of the ring, she didn't say a word, just silently observed Mu Fan. She clasped her hands behind her back, and her face was not only cold, but also tinged with anger.

According to the usual practice, Mu Fan arched his hand and said: "In Xia Yan......"

Chen Jing stretched out his hands from behind him, pinched them into claws, and attacked Mu Fan's door. These hands are crystal clear, not made of flesh and bone, but like jade. The claws are cold, with the smell of ice and snow.

Before Mu Fan's word "green" could be spoken, he was interrupted by Shengsheng.

Chen Jingyutang's strength in the later stage of the realm is the inner disciple of the Xuanmen, and he is the headquarters, which can be called the elite of the elite.

Mu Fan didn't dare to hold it up, it was too late to use the escape technique at this time. He hurriedly deployed the True Yuan on his legs, using the Nine Sword Puppet Footwork that he had realized in the Sword Puppet Field.

The biggest advantage of footwork is to anticipate the enemy's first opportunity, but Chen Jing's attack is already in front of him, and he can only turn his head in a hurry to dodge Chen Jing's claw.

"Tear the ......"

Mu Fan bared his teeth in pain, his head was saved, but a handful of his hair was ripped off by Chen Jing.

Chen Jing's jade hand turned, throwing away the hair that had been grabbed, and then grabbed at his neck.

Mu Fan ran the power of the Great Brahma Dragon Elephant Sutra and the Second Gate to Guard the Palace Starlight, stepped on the Nine Sword Puppet Footwork, and his feet seemed to be equipped with several sets of wheels, and he was also equipped with a fixed bracket.

He turned around on the ground more than a dozen times, sometimes turning left, sometimes turning right, narrowly avoiding the vital point.

The frost on Chen Jing's face was even heavier, she didn't want to solve Mu Fan too early, but deliberately teased him to embarrass him.

Taking advantage of Mu Fan's retreat, she rushed over with an arrow step and slapped him hard.

A chill erupted from her palm, enveloping Mu Fan's head. Ice slag spread rapidly, crawling all over his eyebrows and hair.

Mu Fan used the strength of his face to escape to the edge of the ring. He shuddered, his whole face was not red, but covered with ice slag. The chill invaded his brain, making it difficult for him to think.

He hurriedly slapped himself and slapped himself on the head as he recoiled and regained his senses.

Mu Fan was not sure to beat her, if it was fair, he was not even sure of twenty percent, but he was determined.

Chen Jing was the leader of the Xuanmen in the same year, Ding Song and she were both late Yutang Realm cultivators, and the others were at most in the middle of the Yutang Realm.

As long as he can defeat Chen Jing, the possibility of forcing Ding Song to make a move is greatly increased. He deliberately aroused public anger, flew high, and did a series of outrageous things, for the sake of Ding Song after Chen Jing.

Chen Jing went to the ring, with the goal of venting her anger for Senior Sister Luo and fighting for Xuanmen.

The two of them have different fighting consciousnesses, Mu Fan has sufficient psychological preparation, it is a big deal to bear pain and suffering, he has come to this point, and there is absolutely no reason to give up!

He clenched his fists and summoned sixteen flying swords, the power of the fusion making his spirit stronger and stronger, and his control over the flying swords became stronger and stronger.

The flying swords were arranged in a small sword array, which was circular and rotated at high speed around the center of the circle. Viewed from the side, it resembles a disc, and the swords are connected by the afterimage of the flying sword.

No one in the ring could cooperate with him to form a sword formation, but he could do it with his own divine soul, and the flying sword was controlled by his mind, and there was no clever way to cooperate. One person forming a sword formation can truly "have a soul in the heart".

The sword formation formed by Mu Fan is not complicated, it is just a three-layer formation, and the name of the sword formation is "Fan Yuan". With his understanding of the formation, the various changes of the four-layer sword formation were well understood.

It's one thing to understand, it's another to do.

His current divine soul is much stronger than that of the same realm, the sea of qi gives birth to the immortal mountain, the passage from the top of the immortal mountain to the sea of qi is dozens of times more than others, the true yuan is dozens of times more than others, the divine soul is nourished more, and it is more than ten times stronger than the people of the same realm.

After all, his ability to deduce is limited, and he has not yet reached the ability to control the four-layer sword formation by himself.

The fan circle sword array surrounded his body, and the sword qi was swallowed, forming a disc with a square circle.

Chen Jing's hands became more crystalline, and under the illumination of the light, they reflected a little light. Her speed was very fast, faster than after Mu Fan used the Eight Gates and the Great Brahma Dragon Elephant Sutra.

Mu Fan barely managed to stay ahead of him with the help of the Nine Sword Puppet Footwork and the Fan Yuan Sword Sect, Chen Jing was still so calm, the chill on her jade hand erupted, and the temperature in the entire ring plummeted.

Ice flowers emanated from those hands, spreading along her hands and around hers, and the ice flowers swept over her arms, her chest, and her waist...... Falling to the ground, like a stone thrown into the water, it spreads like a ripple and fills the ring.

Chen Jing's coldness turned into coldness, and the ice flowers were made into clothes and headdresses, and she became a princess who came out of the ice and snow country.

Mu Fan glanced at her hurriedly and noticed the change in her, but he was more concerned about the ice flower under his feet. The chill drilled up from the soles of his feet, but the burning Starlight generated enough heat to help him withstand the chill beneath his feet.

Chen Jing looked at the nervous Mu Fan and said slowly: "I'm Chen Jing, and I'm here to teach you a lesson." ”

Her voice was colder than her people, and it was the first thing she said when she got into the ring.

Mu Fan didn't dare to stop fanning the round sword array, he looked at this Chen Jing vigilantly. He can say whatever he wants before the battle, and during the battle, he will deal with it wholeheartedly. Otherwise, it will not be possible to make up for the gap in strength between the two sides.

Chen Jing's hand swung upward, and an icicle rose from under Mu Fan's feet, piercing the sole of his shoe.

Mu Fan put his hands together, and the fan circle sword array was divided into two fan shapes, and the fan shape passed through the icicles, cutting the icicles into two.

Chen Jing quickened the speed of raising his hand, and in an instant, more than a dozen icicles rose from the ring, attacking Mu Fan from different directions.

Seeing that sex was sitting under the stage, fidgeting, he couldn't see the number of icicles, he could only see a large piece of crystal in the ring, I don't know if Brother Yan can withstand it.