With a slight touch of his finger on the ring, a long crimson knife flashed out, and the long knife in his hand pointed obliquely, reflecting a dazzling cold light in the sunlight.

The footsteps sounded softly, and Luo Hao came to the battle platform. Opposite to Muyang. The breeze blew, the robes of the two were slightly blown, and the entire martial arts arena was very quiet.

The strength of the two is considered the peak of the pyramid among the younger generation in Falling Snow City, so the battle between the two will also be quite exciting.

The folding fan in his hand was unfolded, Mu Yang's hands were swinged, and the spiritual power in his body flowed out.

Airplanes!

Luo Hao's right hand trembled slightly, and the long knife in his hand made a bloodthirsty sound.

The crimson long knife in Luo Hao's hand is called the Red Blood Blade, which is a Xuan-level mid-level spirit soldier, and it can be seen from the name that this Red Blood Blade is a long knife forged by drinking blood. The folding fan in Muyang's hand is also not weak. That folding fan is also a Xuan-level mid-level spirit soldier. It was a fan blade made of pure gold and cold iron, and the end was unmatchedly sharp.

Click!

There was a soft sound, and the two of them moved almost at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the two of them came to the center of the battle platform.

Bite!

A crisp sound of gold and iron sounded, and fierce sparks rubbed between the fan blades and the long red knife. The surging spiritual power erupted from between the two,

Bang!

The Essence Gold Cold Iron Fan in his hand slid sideways, and Mu Yang struck with an elbow, directly knocking Luo Hao out

Don't look at Mu Yang's usual gentle and elegant scholarly appearance, but when it came to the battle, Mu Yang's whole person's momentum changed and became extremely fierce. The whole thing is the type of person who fights and doesn't want to die.

Luo Hao stood up from the ground, rubbed his chin that was a little painful, Luo Hao smiled, "Your fighting style hasn't changed, it's like fighting with a child." ”

"That's better than you, and it's like dancing when you fight. Yes, sissy!" The folding fan in her hand spread out, turning into nine fan blades, surrounding Muyang.

"Look for death!" Luo Hao snorted coldly, and the long knife in his hand erupted into extremely strong fluctuations,

Bloody Slash!

The long knife in his hand lit up with a bright red light, and the rolling spiritual power wrapped around the long knife, slashing frantically at Mu Yang.

Nine fan blades were surrounded, connected end to end, turned into a sword shape and was held in Mu Yangxu's hand, and the entire long sword composed of fan blades erupted with extremely strong spiritual power fluctuations.

Heavenly Sword Slash!

The fan blade turned into a streamer of light, and shot away at the blood-colored knife light.

Boom!

The two moves faced each other, and after a few seconds of stalemate, they dissipated. The nine fan blades were also taken back by Muyang and reconstituted into folding fans.

After a slight adjustment, the figures of the two of them swept out again, and began hand-to-hand combat on the battle platform, for a while, the fan shadow and sword light were shining, and the degree of ferocity, if it was replaced by any disciple of the Mu family under the stage, it would be either dead or disabled.

The disciples in the audience all silently stepped back, most of them were fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers, and their strength was mostly about the first order of the Gathering Spirit, and the slightly older ones were not more than the third order of the Gathering Spirit, so they couldn't bear the sword light and fan shadow that shot out from the battle platform, so they could only push some away, yes, they would suffer from the disaster of no reason when the time came.

"It seems that the two of them are evenly matched, Yuwei, who do you think your cousin or Luo Hao will win?" With his hands folded, Feng Yi watched the battle on the stage with interest, and it had been a continuous time since he left the family, during which Feng Yi spent almost all of his time in the Netherworld Mountains, and rarely saw other people. So when I saw this kind of scene, I was also interested.

"Cousin Muyang and Na Luo Hao's strength is in the fourth order of the Pure Spirit, and the cultivation of the two is comparable, and the two have been at odds since childhood, almost from childhood to adulthood, so they also have a clear understanding of their respective details, and now they are just competing in martial arts, and the two of them may not use very strong hole cards, so the possibility of a draw is relatively large. After thinking for a while, Mu Yuwei analyzed Feng Yi.

"Mu Yuan lost, this game is mostly a draw, then the next game must be won, otherwise the people of the Luo family may not be able to laugh at my Mu family in the future. Mu Yuwei frowned slightly and said slowly. The only thing the Mu family can hold up to the scene now is Mu Yang, and Mu Yuan, and the other disciples are either too young or not strong enough. If Mu Yuwei hadn't used the secret method, then it would have been fine for her to be on the third field, but now her strength is at most similar to that of a fourth-order spiritual cultivator, and it is useless at all.

"How can this be good, there are no disciples in the Mu family who can fight at the moment. Mu Yuwei's heart couldn't help but be a little anxious.

While the two were talking, the battle between Muyang and Luo Hao was gradually coming to an end, after all, the strength of the two people was the same, and it was impossible to tell the winner if they fought like this.

With a flick of the pure gold iron fan in his hand, the fan blades were divided into nine, and the spiritual power in Mu Yang's body was running extremely quickly, and the nine fan blades each turned into a phantom, quietly suspended in midair.

Skywalker Shadow Fan!

Mu Yang snorted softly, his palms suddenly pushed out, and the eighteen fan blades in mid-air turned into a streamer of light and shot towards Luo Hao.

This Tianxing Shadow Fan is a Xuan-level mid-level spiritual technique, and its power is even a few points stronger than Feng Yi's Phantom Killing Sword Technique, this move is already a hole card of Mu Yang, and it is easy to use it, but in the face of an extremely difficult opponent like Luo Hao, Mu Yang has to use it.

The red blood long knife rose, and the spiritual power in Luo Hao's body surged, and the red long knife in his hand actually had frost appearing.

Frost Red Blood Slash!

A sword light about three feet long containing a chill shot out in an instant, colliding heavily with the Heavenly Shadow Fan.

Boom!

A roaring sound sounded, and the ears of the people who shook were deaf, and even the battle platform was blown out of a big hole by the explosion of spiritual power.

After this move was finished, the two of them invariably put away their respective spirit soldiers, and this game was a draw.

After the two of them got off the battle platform, there was a faint fluorescence on the battle platform, and the damaged place was quickly repaired, and this battle platform was also a spiritual weapon of no low grade.

"Muyang, who are you going to send in this last game?" After getting off the battle platform, Luo Hao smiled evilly and said. He had expected this situation, otherwise he would not have deliberately provoked Mu Yuan, originally Mu Yang did not come back, Luo Hao wanted to suppress the Mu family disciples with three victories and couldn't raise his head in his Luo family in the future, but Mu Yang's return did not affect his plan, it was just a draw, and in the next game, do you still have anyone on it? ?

Mu Yang's face also became a little ugly, he obviously knew the situation of his family, and there was really no one to fight at present.

"Luo Hu, go on, it is estimated that the Mu family will not be able to send anyone, remember to start lightly, don't beat people too badly." How to say that this is also the Mu family, so I will save them some face. Luo Hao smiled softly and said to a sturdy young man beside him, his voice was not concealed in the slightest, and all the Mu family disciples in the audience heard it.

For a while, the disciples of the Mu family were very angry, if it weren't for Mu Yang shaking the scene, I'm afraid this martial arts arena would be chaotic.