As soon as the strong wind blew, Yuan Wenxing's unkempt hair was blown away, revealing panicked eyes, his face froze in place, and he didn't dare to move, because Mu Chen's sword tip was already on the skin of his throat, as long as he used a little force, his throat would be easily punctured!

In this game, even ordinary people can see who wins and who loses, Mu Chen took back the blue scale soft sword, turned around and walked off the sword platform, leaving Yuan Wenxing standing in place for a long time before he walked down unwillingly.

"Mu Shaoxia, you are so amazing, I can't even describe you in words!"

This wonderful duel, everyone watching was also unsatisfied, Mu Chen just walked back, and Wei Linglang, who was straightforward, couldn't help but say.

Mu Chen smiled at her, then sat back in his position, closed his eyes and recuperated, after all, he was also hit by Yuan Wenxing's sword just now, although it was not a big problem, but he still needed to adjust his breath and restore his state to the best, because the next round of competition would be held in a while, and the opponent would be stronger.

In the fourth match of the quarterfinals, the eldest grandson Chengren of the Polar Sword Sect faced Wu Qing of the Witch Sword Valley.

The two walked into the ring, the eldest grandson Chengren was about twenty-three or four-four years old, with a vaguely loose white coat, full of elegance, and a vague beard on his white chin, adding a few calmness, like a generation of grandmasters.

Wu Qing walked on the sword platform, his steps were very light, like a walk in the void, he was dressed in a black robe, like a ghost, his facial features were upright, a pair of eyes were very large, and the black pupils were particularly demonic, very eye-catching.

The two of them are black and white, standing on the stage, like the ultimate showdown, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Eldest Sun Chengren, I know you are very strong, but I will come up with the strongest moves to fight you at the beginning, you have to be careful!"

Wu Qing's face was expressionless and said lightly.

"Me too!"

The eldest grandson Chengren arched his hand and pulled out the long sword from his waist, this sword is extremely peculiar, the hilt is printed with a gossip pattern, the sword body exudes a faint halo, and the righteousness is Lingran, it is a top-grade sword.

The sword of the eldest grandson Chengren is very eye-catching, after all, all the people present are sword lovers, and they usually can't help but take a few more glances when they see the sword, especially a high-grade sword, even in a kendo holy place like the Southern Sword Country, it is rare.

"Witch Swordsmanship!"

Wu Qing's strange eyes suddenly glowed with a ghostly light, and the black ink-like witch qi was steaming, enveloping him, and he could only vaguely see his body.

The witch qi disappeared, and he saw a black shadow appear beside him, like a real person, vivid, but the whole person was wrapped in the witch qi, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"This is a puppet that uses sword qi to condense it, and there is such a sword technique?"

Mu Chen opened his mouth slightly, he was very shocked by this kind of swordsmanship, this puppet contained Wu Qing's sword intent, and his strength was comparable to his, it undoubtedly doubled his combat power, and he could sneak attack the other party while he was unprepared, it was undoubtedly a wonderful kendo technique.

After seeing so many strange swordsmanship of the kendo school, it was finally worth the trip, Mu Chen thought.

"Yin and Yang Chakra!"

The eldest grandson Chengren often shouted, and the sword in his hand drew a circle in the void, showing a rotating yin and yang diagram, and the sword blade stabbed the opponent directly, pushing the yin and yang diagram over.

Wu Qing and his sword qi clone also greeted him, swung his sword to meet him, and two huge sword rays slashed down, and slammed into the yin and yang diagram with a 'bang'.

A ripple-like ripple spread violently, and the indestructible sword platform was slightly cracked, and the disciples sitting in the stone pavilion at the front could feel a heat wave rushing towards their faces, and it was difficult to open their eyes.

"Stand down!"

The two of them froze for a few breaths, Wu Qing burst out, and the speed of the Yin Yang Diagram's rotation suddenly accelerated, bursting out with stronger fluctuations, gradually crushing the sword shot by Wu Qing, and pressing towards him and the sword qi clone.

"It's not that simple!"

Wu Qing was vigorously pushed and quickly retreated, but at this time, his sword qi clone suddenly withdrew, like a black ghost, bypassing the side of Changsun Chengren's attack, attacking from his left side, and stabbing Changsun Chengren's armpit with a sword.

Eldest Sun Chengren frowned, his right shoulder shook suddenly, Wu Qingzhen took a few steps back, staggered back, and then he struck a backhand, and the Yin Yang Diagram suddenly changed the direction of the attack, spinning and smashing towards the black sword qi clone.

Rumble!

The Yin-Yang Diagram exploded, shattering the sword qi clone, and even blowing up the sword platform into a big black hole.

Wu Qing's demonic eyes burst out with two rays of light, and a sword pointed directly at the eldest grandson Chengren.

At this time, Changsun Chengren's right arm was shocked and numb, but Wu Qing's sword blade was already close at hand, and he had to raise his sword to block it, and the bursting sword slammed into Changsun Chengren's sword, shaking him back more than fifty meters away, and almost flying out upside down with his feet off the ground.

Eldest Sun Chengren's face suddenly turned red, and he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, but he still endured it.

"You're hurt!"

Wu Qing's calm voice sounded.

"So what, your doppelganger was destroyed by me, and I believe it was not lightly injured!"

The eldest grandson Chengren snorted coldly.

"Haha, in the past, when my clone was destroyed, I was injured, but now it is not what it used to be, I have cultivated the witchcraft to the tenth layer, even if the clone is destroyed, I can still reunite!"

Wu Qing sneered, only to see that the witch qi wrapped him again, and after a few breaths, there were two black sword qi clones standing beside him.

"What, how is this possible? Wu Qing has already cultivated the witch sword technique to such a strong point!"

"Yes, last year's Sword Discussion Summit could have severely damaged him as long as he destroyed his clone, but now his witchcraft is no longer flawed, who is still his opponent in such a young generation?"

......

Everyone present set off a sensation, obviously Wu Qing's strength now is far beyond their imagination, even Gao Zizhen and Wei Linglin sisters are frowning, even if their senior brother is not injured, it is difficult to say that Wu Qing is Wu Qing's opponent now.

"It seems that this is not what it used to be, in this case I will lose!"

The eldest grandson Chengren shook his head helplessly and sighed. Even if he is not injured, he may not be an opponent with three times the strength of Wu Qing, not to mention that he has already suffered a lot of injuries, and there is no suspense at all in the comparison, so he immediately admits defeat.

At this time, it was already noon, and after a short rest, everyone brought some snacks and drinks, and chatted together, only the four people who made it to the top four did not have idle time, but closed their eyes there to recuperate, recovering their strength, and it took about an hour or so. The first match of the semi-finals began.

Yang Caiyi of the Colorful Sword Sect faced Bei Tianzuo of the Shangguan Imperial Family.