"Really?"

Murong Yuan, who was wearing a silver-white mask, couldn't see his full face clearly, but he seemed to be able to hear a sneer from this cold tone.

Xiao Qingmad's heart was full of anger, he couldn't tolerate someone under his own strong oppression, but he could still be so calm, Xiao Qingmad exerted his strength with both hands, and the scarlet internal force was released more uncontrollably......

Murong Yuan held the sword in front of him in his right hand, and the middle finger of his left index finger slashed across the sword body, and a dark energy rushed straight into the sky along the tip of the sword, and for a while, a dark cloud seemed to appear in the sky, and the originally dark night was even darker because of this move.

Xiao Qing's crazy eyes looked at the person in front of him quite fearfully, and at the same time, he was a little looking forward to what kind of moves he would have.

The shadow around Murong Yuan was full of energy, and from behind him, nine pitch-black long swords gradually appeared, not only that, Murong Yuan's figure began to separate, and five identical Murong Yuan appeared in front of Xiao Qingfang again.

Do you still have this move? Xiao Qing observed Murong Yuan's move in front of him lightly, thinking that it was just a lack of donkey skills.

In an instant, Murong Yuan's five clones and forty-five flying swords attacked Xiao Qing from all directions at the same time.

Xiao Qingmad raised his hands slightly to the sides, the scarlet internal force was great, and the strong wind generated by the powerful internal force swept the entire school martial arts field, the Rakshasa demon protected the body, Xiao Qingmad jumped up, and fought with the attacks from all directions, but there was no scar, but this pitch-black flying sword could not withstand Xiao Qingmad's palm, and the shadow clone that was slightly stronger also turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated after being hit.

Gradually, it seemed that only Murong Yuan was left in the school martial arts field, Xiao Qing struck out with a palm, and Murong Yuan blocked it with a sword as a shield.

"You're ...... lose"

Xiao Qingfang said in a low voice, the palm in his hand increased, he originally thought that Murong Yuan, who was using the sword as a shield in front of him, would be repulsed, but he didn't expect to turn into a burst of dark clouds and smoke in an instant......

Shadow clone!Xiao Qingfang was a little surprised, and then a sword light flashed behind him, and Murong Yuan, who was holding the Shadow Sword, attacked Xiao Qingmad's back like a streamer. With Xiao Qingfang as the center, surrounded by scarlet internal force, the protective body qi once again turned into a Rakshasa demon and blocked the Shadow Sword half a foot away.

"Master Murong Sect, these clones of yours are really interesting, but unfortunately, they can't break through my body protection qi......"

Behind him, Murong Yuan sneered again-

"Is it? Sect Master Xiao can see clearly......

Then it instantly dissipated into a dark cloud.

Or a doppelganger?

Just as Xiao Qingfang was surprised, the clouds and smoke that had disappeared in front of him gathered before, and the real Murong Yuan appeared in front of Xiao Qingmad, stabbing Xiao Qingmad in the heart of his left chest with a single blow.

Xiao Qingmad hurriedly tried to intercept the long sword with both palms, and sure enough, this blow directly broke Xiao Qingmad's protective body qi, leaving a shallow scar on his chest, Xiao Qingmad took a few steps back, if it wasn't for the interference with his palms before, I'm afraid the consequences would be unimaginable......

Murong Yuan looked at the small amount of blood on the Shadow Sword, it was indeed as Yun Zhi said, Xiao Qingfang's Rakshasa Divine Skill had not yet reached the highest level, and it seemed that it could protect the whole body, but in fact, if you wanted to truly resist Murong Yuan's full attack, you had to gather most of your defense power in one place, so that the defenses of other places would naturally be weak.

In fact, when the first "shadow clone" dissipated, Xiao Qingfang thought that Murong Yuan would attack from behind, so he gathered most of the body protection qi on his back, but he didn't expect it......

The first one is the real body......

"The Lord of the Murong Sect is really powerful......

Xiao Qing laughed wildly, not at all like a defeated person, the scarlet internal force on his body surged out again, and the shadow energy that was originally attached to the wound instantly collapsed under the surge of the huge and domineering scarlet internal force......

"But then, you won't be able to hurt a finger of me......"

Murong Yuan didn't care about what Xiao Qingfang said, indeed, fighting against him, he was at a disadvantage, if he wanted to kill him, he still needed to think carefully about how to break the game, but if anyone said that he could crush the other party effortlessly, hmph, it was just big words.

Just as the two of them were coldly observing each other again, accompanied by a terrible female voice, a beautiful red shadow flew straight from the main hall to the school martial arts field, flipped on the ground several times, supported itself with a long sword, and barely knelt on the ground......

Murong Yuan's face changed slightly, focusing on the battle with Xiao Qingfang, and he actually forgot about Lei Bin......

At the main hall, Lei Bin flew out, and before his body arrived, several slender Lei Bin needles were already shot at Murong Qingyun, who was half-kneeling on the ground and had no time to dodge......

Murong Yuan's luck was so quick that he left behind the remnants of the Dao, blocking in front of Murong Qingyun, the shadow sword in his hand spun rapidly, turning into a sword and shield, and blocking the thunder needle that burst out. On the side, Xiao Qingmad would not let go of this great opportunity, the whole person seemed to fly into the air, and the Rakshasa demon appeared, attacking with Xiao Qingmad's palm......

The sword and shield in Murong Yuan's right hand have not been removed, and there is no way to avoid it, if he uses his body to block this Rakshasa palm, the eight internal forces in his body will already lay Murong Yuan's defeat......

Between the lightning and flint, a red shadow stood in front of Murong Yuan......

Murong Qingyun was in the middle of Xiao Qingyun's fame and mastery of the Rakshasa palm, and the huge impact was about to shake Murong Qingyun flying, Murong Yuan withdrew his sword and shield, flew to catch Murong Qingyun, and slowly fell to the side of the school martial arts field......

"Qingyun. ”

Murong Yuan supported Murong Qingyun, who was half-lying on the ground, and for the first time there was anxious emotion in his cold and ruthless low voice, and the dark internal force in his hand gathered to assist Murong Qingyun's luck to dissolve the internal strength of the Rakshasa......

Murong Qingyun saw Murong Yuan standing in front of him, a warm current flowed through his heart, and he said slowly in a weak voice——

"Door master, Qingyun is fine, don't waste your internal strength......"

It is true that a Rakshasa palm will not necessarily kill a first-class martial arts master, but the terrible thing about the Rakshasa palm is that its eight internal strength is extremely difficult to resolve, which can make people lose their combat effectiveness in a short time......

"Exercise to guard the meridians, don't let the internal strength impact your own ......"

Murong Yuan's expression was slightly anxious, and he said coldly, and at the same time, the majestic internal force was continuously transmitted into Murong Qingyun's body.

Lei Bin also flew from the Shadow Hall and landed beside Xiao Qingfang, and the four of them met again, but the situation was very different......