The young men and girls from the Quartet family were also a little silent, and from the stunned expressions of the people watching the battle around the battlefield, they also roughly guessed that this was a counterattack battle between the low realm and the high realm, and the final knockdown of the two of them that decided the outcome was also quite powerful, and the young man who finally won a narrow victory with a half-sword must be a dark horse of the Chu family this year.

"I think...... Where do you seem to have seen him?" The girl of the Murong family looked at the figure of Chu Muyun who seemed to be crumbling on the battlefield, and said secretly with a little doubt.

The sun was not as arrogant as before, and as the challenge ended, the intense beams gradually converged, and occasionally the west wind blew through the slightly dilapidated fighting platform, blowing on the two teenagers who were still opposed to each other.

However, it was this abrupt but natural gust of autumn wind that broke the deadlock of opposing each other on the fighting platform, and blew the figure of Chu Muyun, who seemed to be independent in front of the cliff and would drift away almost at any time.

I saw a mouthful of crimson blood gushing out with Chu Muyun kneeling on one knee, and the residual heat of the blood meandered along the cracked gray stone crevices, and it didn't stop until the cold of late autumn condensed it.

"Brother......" Chu Muyu rushed out almost at that moment, and she was forcibly pulled by Chu Mulei and Chu Jia, and she was already a pear blossom with rain.

I don't know how many times this sudden change has caused the boiling here!

Chu Lianzong said disdainfully: "Hmph, it turns out that he is just holding on, and the big brother's waves crashing on the shore are not idle!"

There was even more discussion in the crowd.

"It almost subverted my concept of cultivation, and I really thought he had won!"

"Although this is an undoubted fact, the strength he has shown has completely changed the image of that cultivator!"

"Yes, in such a short period of time, being able to use a sword to pierce Chu Liancheng, who has a talented Xuanyuan Technique, is indeed admirable. ”

"After the spirit bone is gone, he can still have such understanding, you can imagine how dazzling he was when he was in the imperial city. ”

......

Chu Muyun knelt on the ground with his sword, all kinds of sounds lingered in his ears, but he didn't feel any pain when he was injured, after spitting out that mouthful of blood, he felt unprecedented relief, and all the meridians and limbs around his body seemed to be full of strength, and he didn't have the exhaustion after the battle at all.

Feeling this familiar state, a smile appeared in the corner of Chu Muyun's eyes, and in the eyes of everyone, he slowly stood up.

"Do you want to continue?" Chu Fengling was moved by his persistence for the first time, and said incomprehensibly.

This sentence is probably a portrayal of the hearts of all those present at this moment.

Even Chu Liancheng frowned slightly, he really hated the guy in front of him, if it weren't for the last blow that he hadn't used the strength of the tenth layer, it wouldn't just hurt the inner mansion.

"You've already lost, if you keep going, I'm afraid I'll kill you by mistake!" Chu Liancheng said coldly.

"No, I'm still standing here, you're not a victorious one! Besides, you don't have the strength to kill me now. Chu Muyun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said flatly.

Even if he loses, he has to win in defeat, not to mention, he has not yet failed.

Chu Muyun picked up the sword again, the wind swept a few strands of hair in front of his forehead, and his face was handsome and heroic.

Chu Fengnan, who had been sitting silently in the audience, seemed to see something from Mu Yun, and laughed hoarsely a few times, his smile seemed very stiff, just like when the four elders were helped up by Chu Jia, but Mu Yu and the others beside him looked very relieved.

The patriarch in the distance, Chu Fengxia also saw Chu Fengnan's smile, and an unbelievable guess sprouted in their hearts......

"The avenue is three thousand, and I am cultivating the ...... So, you don't have a chance!"

Chu Liancheng's body began to be surrounded by sacred runes, and the ancient and esoteric divine patterns were hidden in the golden and bronze holy brilliance, as if they were quietly burning flames, condensed into a layer of invisible and talismanic copper wall soft armor around him, lining his elegant and deep temperament like a divine son.

And as he urged the Bronze Wall Xuanyuan Technique, the ancient cyan war spear in his hand gradually flashed with starlight, and there was an inexplicable and unheard warm wind gathering towards him between the surrounding heaven and earth.

The young man of the Miao family, who had been quietly watching the battle, finally showed a little seriousness, he looked at the young man of the eldest grandson family beside him, and teased:

"You can actually invoke a little bit of spiritual power, this guy who looks a little gloomy turns out to be not weaker than your existence. "It seems that the real winner will be decided...... "The young man of the Zang family said.

Chu Liancheng condensed the peak of combat power, and the inch of spiritual power was shining on the ancient cyan war spear, and his wound seemed to be healing amazingly with the convergence of the Xuanyuan Divine Pattern, until there was no longer a blood stain that could be seen clearly.

His eyes were full of blood-colored murderous intent that did not shy away, and he looked at Chu Muyun, who was still standing silently: "Even if you plan to be captured, you can't change the ending of your seven years of miserable fate at this moment!"

A cold voice spread, and Chu Liancheng made a move......

The traces of the ancient cyan war spear are like a falling star, crossing a beautiful arc in the day and the sun, and the spiritual power is like a rainbow after the rain, hiding the killing machine, achieving the most deadly effect in the most beautiful.

This blow is the most ordinary blow, not any fighting tactics, just like the first sword stabbed out by Chu Muyun, but the inch that attracts the spiritual power of heaven and earth is no longer ordinary, this is the most direct killing move.

Similarly, Chu Liancheng didn't use any fighting tactics as a defense, he urged the talent Xuanyuan Technique Copper Wall Soft Armor, which was the best defense for him.

He knows very well that one hundred percent attack can only be achieved while giving up defense!

This kind of behavior is undoubtedly the rhythm of intimate death, but it is also the ultimate in conceit.

Everyone had a feeling of suffocation, Chu Muyun was still standing calmly in place with his sword in one hand, his face did not have any solemnity or urgency, as if he was fighting a dream duel, allowing Chu Liancheng's near-killer attack to approach.

At the most critical moment, the spiritual power that swirled like a young man threw up a knife-like spiritual wind and lifted Chu Muyun's hair, and his robe and hair flew wildly, like a crazy young demon king.

He squinted his eyes slightly, jumped up with a shock of one foot, and the long sword in his hand fell silently in an instant.

"Moonbreaker!"

A sharp and decisive sword, after the silence, dragged the surrounding spiritual power like a cloud to gather into a beautiful crescent moon, and the moment it met the ancient cyan war spear, it slashed through the attack in a brazen and desperate manner, and then smashed the yellow dragon to split Chu Liancheng's body protection Xuanyuan Technique copper wall soft armor.

In the midst of everyone's indescribable expressions, Chu Liancheng's figure fell off the battle platform that belonged to him in a scene of blood.