Jun Ling didn't answer her words, the long sword under his hand flipped over, and a thunderbolt sword light rose up, this sword light was very cold, Mo Xian'er's nine-section whip waved, and the sword light was blown away, but the sword light was weirdly divided into two, and then one into four, and then four into eight.

The Ice Sword Technique has been used to the extreme, and the Thirteen Styles are the Thirteen Swords.

Everyone gasped.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"Oh my God, Mo Xian'er was actually pressed and beaten by him. ”

"What a freak this kid is. ”

Countless people's eyes widened, and even the heads of the two families, Lin, Mo, and the two families, stood up from their chairs, their eyes flashing in horror.

Mo Xian'er was caught off guard and was hit by several sword shadows.

"No ......"

It's a pity that the sword shadow drowned her body, sneered, and snorted, Mo Xian'er had several bloody wounds on her body, and the face towel on her face was instantly cut into two sections by the sword light.

A hideous scar on the snow-white right side of his face was shocking.

Everyone was gasping for air.

"Oh my God, how could Mo Xian'er's face be like this. ”

"Suck, who the hell did it. ”

"Damn, it's an insult to the image of the goddess in my mind. ”

Quite a few people immediately protested.

Mo Xian'er, one hand hurriedly covered her face, shook her head in a trance, and muttered to herself as if she was delirious: "No, no, no......"

Mo Xian'er shouted, looked at Jun Ling full of viciousness, pointed at him and said, "Jun Ling, you don't have to die." ”

Jun Ling's face turned cold, and the cold air around her body surged out again, Mo Xian'er was caught off guard, and was hit by the cold air into her body on the spot, she screamed, and her small mouth spilled blood.

But will Jun Ling let her go, the answer is no, he walked with a tiger, approaching quickly, and the long sword in his hand was about to be swung down.

"Stop......"

Jun Ling's sword momentum was blasted away by a burst of qi, Jun Ling stepped back two steps, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and looked, at this time, there was a middle-aged figure in the ring, it was actually Mo Yun.

Mo Yun held Mo Xian'er with one hand, stared at Jun Ling like a murderer, and said, "Find ...... Die. ”

A powerful momentum aimed at Jun Ling and blasted away.

Everyone watched this scene in shock.

"Oh my God, the day after tomorrow, the nine-stage master is angry, and Jun Ling is dead. ”

"Jun Ling is too ruthless, he actually wants to kill Mo Xian'er, this time Mo Yun wants to kill him to vent his hatred. ”

Next, something that surprised everyone even more happened, Jun Ling's long sword in his hand was raised, his pace changed, and the cold ice sword technique was used to the extreme, constantly bombarding that momentum.

At the same time, his body quickly retreated, and when he retreated to the edge, the momentum was actually blown away by him, and Mo Yun was even more shocked when he saw this.

"Good boy, if I don't kill you today, it will be a great disaster in the future. Mo Yun stretched out one hand, and the powerful momentum instantly covered the top, and the internal force turned into a huge sword blade and shot towards Jun Ling fiercely.

Jun Ling was horrified, this blow was unpredictable, he would never be able to take it, and he would definitely die under this blow.

"Damn, the people of the Mo family are too much. ”

"It's too much of a deception. ”

"Despicable and shameless. ”

The children of the Jun family scolded one by one.

Jun Hao's eyes were red, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "Second brother......"

This blow was approaching in an instant, and it seemed that it was about to drown Jun Ling.

"Mo Yun, you are so bold. ”

At the last moment, there was also a huge internal force surging, Jun Ling only felt that there was a broad figure in front of him, and the huge internal force and Mo Yun's internal force collided with each other.

rumble

There were rolling waves around, Mo Yun, and Jun Chen's eyes were gloomy from afar.

"Mo Yun, this is Young Dabi, do you want to break the rules, if you really want to fight, I will accompany you to the end. Jun Chen said coldly.

Mo Yun couldn't care much, and said directly: "Your son wants to kill my daughter, this is obvious to all, will I watch my daughter killed by him with my own eyes." ”

"Strong words, your daughter is fine now, but she has been killed. ”

"You ......"

At this time, another figure fell in the ring, Lin Xiao arched his hand at the two and said: "Two, this is a big competition of the young generation, this game is won by Jun Ling, there is no need to hurt our harmony for this." ”

Jun Chen, Mo Yun snorted coldly at the same time, Jun Chen said: "It's not that I want to hurt peace, but some people want to break the rules." ”

Mo Yun said angrily: "Okay, okay, Jun Chen, I have written down today's events, I hope you will not regret it in the future." ”

After speaking, Mo Yun took Mo Xian'er to the Mo family's camp with a calm face and began to heal her.

Jun Chen snorted coldly, and left the ring in a flash, Lin Xiao glanced at Jun Ling quite meaningfully, and then left the ring as well.

Jun Ling was the only one left in the ring, he wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked down the ring, suddenly his eyes touched Lin Chi not far away, and the two of them were cold at the same time, and then they each withdrew their gazes.

When he came to the edge of the square, Jun Hao hurriedly greeted him and said with concern: "Second brother, how are you?" ”

Jun Ling reluctantly smiled and said, "Big brother, I'm fine." ”

"It's okay, that old puppet is too much. "Jun Hao is upset for Jun Ling.

Jun Ling smiled, glanced at Mo Yun's direction, the corners of his mouth twitched, Mo Yun was about to kill him just now, he clearly felt the killing intent, this hatred he will write down for the time being.

The first round of the ring ended with Jun Ling and Mo Xian'er fighting.

Then came the others, this time obviously more fierce than the last two, and after some competition, there were finally twelve people left.

The Jun family accounts for four, two of which are Jun Hao and Jun Ling, the Mo family has three, but they are all small roles, one of them is even coincidentally entered, and the Lin family has five, headed by Lin Chi, and their strength is good.

Next is the last battle of the day, the 12-in-6 match.

This time, there were no byes, so everyone spoke with strength, and after a short break, the ring began again.

Although this duel is also very exciting, it is not particularly eye-catching, but in the last game, Jun Hao and the young man of the Mo family, who is the sixth stage of the day after tomorrow, is just a little funny.

This guy's good luck finally came to an end, and he was slashed by Jun Hao's sword.

At this point, the entire martial arts competition is over today, the six promotions and three finals, there are two people in the Jun family, four people in the Lin family, and as for the Mo family, there is no one.

It's really going through the motions.

Moreover, this time, the Mo family was slapped in the face by Jun Ling, and as soon as the conference ended, they had no face to stay any longer, and left the competition square directly with the people in the clan.

The two heads of the Lin family and the Jun family approached and smiled at the same time.

"Brother Jun, you have two good sons, and you are expected to enter the top three of the conference tomorrow. Lin Xiao said with a smile, intentionally or unintentionally glancing at Jun Ling and Jun Hao next to Jun Chen.

Jun Chen arched his hand and smiled: "It's not as good as the Lin family, all the children of the Lin family are very strong. ”

"Hehe, you're welcome. ”

"Hehe, each other. ”

The two of them don't smile.

At this time, Lin Xiao approached Jun Ling and looked at him, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sure enough, the hero is a young man, I am looking forward to your battle tomorrow." ”

Jun Ling was slightly stunned, when Lin Xiao patted him on the shoulder just now, he always found something strange in his body, but in a blink of an eye, the strange appearance disappeared again, he hugged his hand and said, "The juniors will definitely not disappoint the seniors tomorrow." ”

Lin Xiao's eyes flashed with a different color, and then he said, "Okay, good, ambitious." ”