The famous sword and hidden sword came hand in hand, and when the disciples of the three inner sects of the small sword altar discussed the sword, they did not shy away from joining forces to challenge the people of the Imperial Sword Sect in turn, although they did not get their wish, and the results were less and more losses, but this kind of behavior undoubtedly showed the three thousand disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect that the famous sword and hidden sword were advancing and retreating together.

Now the Night Sword Squire proposed a six-sword melee, and its intention is self-evident.

Of the dozens of core disciples of the three major sword sects, none of them could compete head-on with Murong Yunsheng. If it is still the same as usual, I am afraid that the consequences of the three sects of the Famous Sword Sect will not change much in this year's Three Sword Sects, let alone replace them and win the title of the head of the three major sword sects.

However, if it were a six-sword melee, the situation would be very different. No matter how strong Murong Yunsheng's talent and bloodline are, and at the same time, if he faces the four masters of the middle stage of the Inscription Realm of the Famous Sword Sect, the Heavy Sword, the Night Sword Attendant of the Tibetan Sword Sect, and the Xiao Sword Servant, the battle situation will not be the same at that time, and it will be on a par.

As for the selection of another person by the Imperial Sword Sect to assist Murong Yunsheng, looking at the core disciples, all of them were injured, and their strength could not be half of their peak, if they entered the battlefield of the Sword Array Illusion Realm, they were very likely to fall into a dangerous situation and become a major weakness, this arrangement undoubtedly lowered the probability of Murong Yunsheng winning again to a certain extent.

In other words, even if Murong Yunsheng's cultivation is superb and his hole cards are endless, but in the case of cumbersome or exposed weaknesses, in the face of the joint siege of the four members of the Famous Sword Sect of the Tibetan Sword Sect, it is extremely easy to be distracted and the outcome is unpredictable......

The disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect couldn't help but hesitate, they turned their eyes to the core disciples led by the Swallow Period, looking at the weak backs, thinking that the Swallow Period Senior Brother's burning cultivation could not reverse the situation of the First World War, a feeling of loneliness rose in their hearts.

"Who should I choose? Senior Brother Yan is no longer able to play, and now there are only two Senior Brother Zimo and Senior Brother Ziling left, although they are injured and unable to fully display their peak combat power, they are somewhat safer than the senior brothers in the inner gate. Many of the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect thought so.

Murong Yunshang didn't think about so many troubles, she was determined that she wanted to go to the altar to fight for the Imperial Sword Sect, so everyone in the Imperial Sword Sect, along with Zhang Zimo and others, was thinking about who should take this place...... Murong Yunsheng had already cast his gaze on the three thousand onlookers of the Imperial Sword Sect.

"Him?"

Sword Thirteen Lang Huo Xiaoyu followed Murong Yunsheng's line of sight, and a pair of eyes fell firmly on the corner of the crowd, leaning on Mu Chengfeng, who was next to a Optimus Bamboo in his prime.

"It's Mu Chengfeng, outer disciple!"

"What? Senior Sister Murong actually chose an outer disciple?

"That's it, if any outer disciple can compete with the core disciple of the famous sword and hidden sword, then what is the face of my core disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect?"

"Even if he can defeat the inner disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect and have a strength that is not much different from that of the Thirteen Langs, it doesn't prove that he has a strength comparable to Senior Brother Zimo and Senior Brother Yan?"

Murong Yunsheng just lingered on Chu Muyun for a moment, and it instantly aroused the deep suspicion of the three thousand disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect.

Besides, Chu Muyun, for no reason, was suddenly targeted by Murong Yunsheng, and he had no premonition, so he couldn't help but start to be cautious.

Murong Yunsheng had a lot of incomprehensible fans, and he didn't know if the other party could easily recognize that Mu Chengfeng and Yang Zejun were both fake disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect.

"This senior brother, I don't know if I am willing to fight side by side with Murong?" Murong Yunshang was dressed in white, like the wind blowing a jade tree, and the snow was wrapped in qiongbao.

Her voice is delicate and tactful, but there seems to be a bit of irresistible majesty in her tone, clear but not cold, beautiful but not demonic

, teach people not to refuse.

This is the first time that Murong Yunshang said to Chu Muyun, although she didn't know that Mu Chengfeng's true identity was the young man surnamed Chu who had dropped the word 'Hugh' in his handwriting.

Murong Yunshang was waiting for Chu Muyun's reply, and all the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect were waiting for Chu Muyun's reply, although in their hearts, they didn't want to see an outer disciple make a fool of themselves on the altar.

Chu Muyun looked at Murong Yunshang calmly, staring at her bright eyes with his clearest gaze.

Facing Murong Yunsheng's invitation, he had concerns in his heart, so he hesitated.

Originally, in the small sword arena, out of helplessness, he won a victory for the Imperial Sword Sect, which was an exception for Chu Muyun, who was not bent on getting involved in the troubled waters of the three sects.

Therefore, he must be cautious, if he exposes his strength too early or too much, it is very likely that Jiang Yusheng or those elders of the Imperial Sword Sect will see the clues, and when the time comes, he will be entangled by the old ghosts of the Cave Heaven Realm, even if he tries his best, it will be difficult to get out, and if he is unlucky, if he meets the mentor of Lu Renjie and Zhou Linan, I am afraid that he will have to explain his life here.

Joining forces with Murong Yunshang to deal with the core disciples of the middle stage of the Hidden Sword Sect Inscription Realm of the Famous Sword Sect was definitely an extremely risky adventure.

Chu Muyun thought about it for a long time and didn't reply, Murong Yunshang blinked her beautiful eyes, and only sighed lightly in her heart, it turned out that she was clumsy for a while, and she actually saw the wrong person, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't be forced.

She stopped her gaze on Yang Zejun for a while, although she was surprised that Yang Zejun's strength was not weaker than Mu Chengfeng, but when she saw Yang Zejun pretending to be Hongxuan in Bancheng, with a pair of beautiful eyes that could be called bewitching, looking at herself with evil thoughts and wrong thoughts, Murong Yunsheng's expression revealed a cold and terrifying temperament, and she resolutely gave up the idea of choosing Yang Zejun.

"Senior Sister Murong, let's do it with me!"

The three thousand disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect couldn't choose one person to go to the altar to discuss the sword, and seeing that Murong Yunshang was in an embarrassing situation, the core disciple Zhang Zimo stood up at this time.

His voice was not very strong, but it was very loud, and the disciples of the Three Thousand Imperial Sword Sect heard it very clearly, and they heard it in their hearts.

Murong Yunsheng was dressed in a white dress like a light gauze, as if he was in a fog in smoke, and his body was shrouded in a layer of light smoke and mist, which seemed to be real and illusory, except for the long hair like a waterfall hanging down lightly, his whole body was snow-white, and he was not stained with dust.

She looked back and quietly looked at Zhang Zimo, who slowly got up from a state of meditation and healing.

At this time, Zhang Zimo had a pair of eyes that glanced at Chu Muyun ruthlessly and disdainfully, and then fell on Murong Yunsheng, who was beautiful and vulgar with a glance and a smile.

Who knew that Zhang Zimo's footsteps had just taken half a step, but he was suddenly stopped by this soft shout.

"Wait!"

As this voice fell, a slender figure walked out from the crowd of three thousand disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect.

Bancheng Hongxuan looked at the back of Chu Muyun who walked out slowly, and felt that this three-sect sword discussion was becoming more and more interesting.