Murong Yu, who was caught in a bitter battle, naturally felt the oppression caused by the sharp increase in Zang Ao's aura, but he didn't allow enough time to think, and he didn't dare to think about it.

It's the same simple and unpretentious knife, but it's more than doubled in power. Murong Yu's face was a little solemn, and he could see that Zang Ao had not yet performed any powerful and complete fighting tactics, and there were hidden mysteries between each ordinary style.

He originally thought that he would be able to separate the most powerful and direct attack moves from the complete fighting tactics for combat, so as to increase the dexterity and practicality of the moves, and this kind of understanding was extraordinary. Unexpectedly, in this regard, Zang Ao was not inferior to him at all.

No longer hesitating, he stood in front of him with the spirit sword in his hand, chanting the sword trick in his mouth, and the spirit sword stayed in the void in front of him and spun rapidly. Then his hands were sealed, and the sharply turning spirit sword shot out like a thunderbolt in the thick sword intent like a mist swirling around his body.

"Open!"

With an angry shout, the spirit sword that broke through the sky was instantly like blooming petals, and countless sword shadows bloomed in all directions.

And at the same time as the sword shadow unfolded, one after another divine pattern symbols rose out of Murong Yu's body, like a rule, blessed in the petal sword forest.

When the slashing Xuandao sword momentum entered the sword forest with floating divine patterns, it was strangely full of speed, and even the powerful sword momentum was being worn out with an invisible force.

At this moment, Zang Ao also showed a bit of solemnity, and his offensive was dissolved by the divine pattern symbol in such an unknown way. I saw Murong Yu's movements slow, gently picking up his sword and coming out, a substantial sword intent was like thunder, soft and fierce with a fierce energy that shook Zang Ao's Xuandao.

"If you don't use real fighting tactics, I'm afraid you won't have a chance!"

Murong Yu sneered, and after that sword, dozens of void sword shadows followed the trajectory of the same sword, and instantly locked all of Zang Ao's retreats.

Everyone in the seats was shocked, only in an instant, the situation between the two of them turned around, and Zang Aoxuandao left his hand and fell into the disadvantage.

"In that case, let's have a good fight!" Zang Ao suddenly stretched out his left hand, his feet shook, and the figure swept back, and after catching the Xuandao that left his hand, a free and easy 'goose return' posture, the figure gently landed on the battle flag.

He stood with the Xuandao in his left hand, looking down at Murong Yu in the sword forest on the battle platform, surrounded by a trace of golden spiritual power, quite the style of a generation of grandmasters.

"This guy!" It was not until this moment that Chu Muyun, who had been watching the battle and was dazed, suddenly realized. The Zang family in his memory used to use his left hand, and it turned out that when he faced Murong Yu, he changed to a right-handed knife to hide his strength.

Although Murong Yu and Zang Ao had not used their hole cards, the strength they showed was already amazing, which made many of the leaders in the middle stage of the Spirit Cleansing Realm present deeply admire.

"Your Xuanyuan technique is very peculiar, it can actually weaken my offensive!" Zang Ao pointed his toes on the battle flag, and the Xuanyuan Dao overflowed with a fluid-like golden sword intent, and said coldly.

"What I'm curious about is that in my sword forest, can your Xuanyuan technique still absorb the battle intent and turn it into your own use......" Murong Yu stood in the sword forest with his sword, and the Xuanyuan runes around him alternately evolved, like a divine son.

When he used the Xuanyuan Rune to weaken and slow down the opponent's offensive and Xuandao, he clearly saw that Zang Ao's body surface was also faintly surrounded by the luster of the Xuanyuan Divine Pattern. Only then did he understand that the reason for the sharp increase in Zang Ao's aura was the other party's Xuanyuan technique.

"The Xuanyuan technique, which absorbs the battle intent and turns it into its own strength, and the Xuanyuan technique, which weakens the opponent's attack and slows down the attack speed, both have good rankings in the first day of the Celestial Heaven. It seems that God really favors these two guys. Prince Mo squinted slightly and said secretly.

Zang Ao didn't say much, he used the fighting tactics of Qianfengmen, and he hid himself in the sword forest, and decisively got together with Murong Yu's sword forest. On the battle platform, the battle situation entered a white-hot stage, the two of them showed real fighting tactics, in the sword forest that bloomed like two petals, the battle platform was already unbearable, often shooting out sword fire, very fierce.

Among these many seats, Chu Muyun, who was quietly watching the battle, received a letter with an inexplicable face at this moment. The messenger was an attendant in the mansion of the Seventh Prince of Mo, and Chu Muyun looked at the other party for a long time and found that there was nothing unusual.

Chu Muyun was a little cautious, and gently opened the letter, Mo Sheng also took the opportunity to come over curiously, and the two forgot about the wonderful duel for a while.

The letter was blank without any information, Chu Muyun frowned and carefully looked at the front and back, and only found one mark.

The mark, which is inscribed on the spot, resembles a hexagonal snowflake, and each corner is as sharp as a thorn.

"Wind and snow pierce ......" Chu Muyun stared at the mark in the letter, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"What about the messenger?" he asked the attendant hurriedly.

The man said that if he didn't see his son within a hundred breaths, he wouldn't stay any longer. The attendant replied truthfully.

When Chu Muyun heard this, where could he still sit still, let alone care about any etiquette, he got up suddenly, almost unfolded the backward step Seven Star Technique, passed through this quiet garden, and went straight to the mansion of the Seventh Prince of Mo.

Mo Sheng was at a loss from beginning to end, seeing Chu Muyun's eager appearance, there must be something important that could not be delayed. He wanted to chase after him to find out, but he was worried that the remaining disciples of the Pavilion Tsing Yi would not be able to hold on to the next scene, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt that Chu Muyun had not explained anything to him, and if he dared to follow, he would make a mistake, so he continued to stay in the banquet......

The Qingyun banquet set up in this quiet garden, although it only went to the Qingyun test around the territory of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, there were no less than three hundred banquets, and the battle between Murong Yu and Zang Ao's friends intensified, attracting everyone's nerves. Therefore, on the side of the Danhui Pavilion, not many people noticed the figure of Chu Muyun rushing away.

If there is anything wrong, it's just that above the seat where the Murong family is located, a seat that was originally next to Murong Yu, a young man from the Murong clan, happened to have just returned to the banquet after Chu Muyun left...... No one noticed when he left, let alone for what!

After Chu Muyun passed through the Qingyou Garden, he unfolded his body and sped up his speed without any scruples.

If it is not bad as expected, the 'wind and snow thorn' sign in the letter was deliberately left by someone. He didn't know who that person was, but he must have known his identity, and he knew that he wanted to investigate the 'Wind and Snow Thorn', an organization that specialized in killing people, or...... Even Xin Mi, whose father was framed, was in the hands of that person.