Seeing the dragon's big sword striking like lightning, Mo Yun's face was full of solemnity! If he was accidentally swept by it, I am afraid there was no possibility of survival.

He took a slight step back and steadied his body. Between the meridian agitation, there was a burst of explosions, and the true power of the Dao Sword surged to both palms, and was finally poured into the Shui Han Sword. The golden light on the water cold sword was violent, which was eye-catching.

Below the ring, everyone craned their necks. They all wanted to see how Mo Yun broke this move of the True Rank mid-grade sword technique.

His eyes were fixed on Long Ke, not daring to be careless.

The two of them were twenty feet apart, but the dragon descended almost instantly, and its speed was almost beyond the sight of the eye. Shen Tuhong was full of divine power, and he wielded such a heavy sword when he was a sixth-order swordsman, and this powerful momentum had been deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone.

It's now!" secretly shouted, exhausted all the power that a sea of qi could erupt, poured the water cold sword, and slashed down bravely.

"Dangchang!"

The dragon only paused slightly, and the blood dragon roared, and its speed did not decrease, and it moved forward rapidly. The power contained in the dragon sword is beyond imagination, where is the person who cultivates as a sword disciple can take it.

The expression on his face changed drastically, and his body did his best to the side. The dragon sword burst out in a ten-thousandth of a second, and the dragon roared non-stop, bringing up an astonishing amount of qi and lethality, bringing out wounds on his body.

But he didn't dare to pause at all, the power of the true level sword technique is definitely more than that!

There was an exclamation from the audience! They had already seen the figure that followed closely behind Long Qi.

As expected, the power of a dignified true level sword skill would not be so simple. At this time, his physical strength was exhausted, he was already restrained, and it was impossible to dodge.

In the chest, there was a sharp pain from the wound that had been scratched by the sharp air, and red blood oozed out. He was determined and didn't care, and his eyes had swept to the figure that was running wildly.

Shen Tuhong's eyes burned, and his right fist struck with all his might. The fist was wrapped in the true power of the sword, and it glowed with a faint blue light.

Feeling the crisis, he was not alarmed, his body let go of the restraints, and he fell to the ground in reverse. Bow your right foot and slap the ground so that your body slides backwards against the ground.

Shen Tuhong punched the air, pressing step by step, refusing to let go of the hard-won upper hand. He stomped on the ground, swept his figure with his strength, and chased after him, shouting violently: "Come back, Long Ke!"

The dragon sword that had already flown out of the ring seemed to be summoned, and the blood dragon roared wildly, turning and flying towards the ring, and the blood was even more vigorous.

The person did not stop, his right foot fell with great force, and the bluestone-paved ring shook violently, and a visible ripple swept out, chasing Mo Yun.

Seeing that this sword true power ripple with huge power was chasing after him, the latter was no longer clumsy, and the power contained in the water cold sword exploded, and the golden light was dazzling, slashing this power. Without the support of its strength, the ripple was split apart after only a moment's stalemate.

The aftermath was not over, and it hit him, causing him to shudder. Surrounded by severe pain, his brows furrowed, and he slowly got up.

Shen Tuhong took the dragon in his hand again and looked at his opponent. The latter didn't care, and he didn't even pay attention to the wounds on his body.

"Sleepy dragon breaking the sky, good swordsmanship, more and more interesting!" said the black figure above the castle tower. For him, this competition is like a child's play, but he has a little more interest. In the scanning field, there is no excessive judgment.

suppressed the horror in his heart, and also looked at his opponent. There had never been a moment when he felt that death was so near.

Combat experience is precisely what he lacks the most. When he was in the family, as a waste, where did he have the opportunity to go out to practice. When he was in the Qinglang Mountains, he hit the acupuncture points for half a year and became a swordsman, and there were only a few few life-and-death battles. At this point, the drawbacks are revealed.

It seems that we still need a lot of experience!

"Mo Yun, have you thrown in the towel?" Shen Tuhong took a step forward and asked coldly.

The latter was stunned for a moment and asked rhetorically: "Have you won? You can't help but think too highly of yourself! Then, the battle really begins!"

"In that case, why do you hide your strength? Yesterday you were able to burst out with the strength of your contemporaries, but today, why do you cower and cower? Or do you look down on me?"

After he was stunned for a moment, Shen Tuhong spoke again: "If that's the case, I will definitely behead you under the sword and shame me with blood!"

"I've never thought of respecting my opponent! If you want to see my strength, then are you ready?"

"Haha, I'm ready at any time!" Hearing this, Shen Tuhong burst into laughter and tightened his hand.

Qiao Zhen's eyes were full of appreciation, and he looked at the two of them, feeling even more satisfied. One is a demon with nine qualifications, and the other is a human king with spirit assets, so the contest between the two major characters is destined to be exciting. He couldn't help but look at Mo Yun and speculate in his heart. Reaching the spirit body of the seventh-order sword disciple cultivation, what kind of astonishing actions will this little guy do. Yesterday, I dared to fight against the sky, and even more dared to kill the sky, and today, I can't disappoint anyone!

There is not much difference in the cultivation of the two, but at this time, the difference in strength is reflected.

Mo Yun understood that only one sea of qi broke out, and he couldn't suppress Shen Tuhong, who was born with divine power. As for the spirit level sword technique, the whole body qi sea exploded, and it couldn't exert much power. Moreover, this is not a battle of life and death, a contest between the same door, no need to kill people.

He slowly danced the Shui Han Sword, constantly brewing momentum.

At this moment, Shen Tuhong only felt that the Mo Yun in front of him had turned into a big mountain, thick and far-reaching, and eternal. It is like an ancient powerhouse, with a violent momentum, reaching out to break the sky, lifting his feet to split the ground, his divine power is invincible, and the faint coercion oppresses everyone, which is not weaker than the true rank mid-grade sword skills he casts.

"Break the mountain and divide the mountain!" Mo Yun let out a low sigh, and his momentum condensed to the peak.

Although Shen Tuhong was arrogant, he was not stupid, his face was solemn, and he slowly spit out in his mouth: "Kill the dragon!"

It was another great True Rank mid-grade sword technique, which shocked everyone! No one expected that Shen Tu Hong would actually contain two True Rank mid-grade sword skills.

Looking at Mo Yun again, his momentum faintly overshadowed Shen Tuhong, this is also a true rank mid-grade sword technique, and it has even reached the peak of the middle grade!

This is a collision of two sword skills!

Under the ring, a few people who were as arrogant as Wang Kongying were also impressed at this time. They each have their own hole cards, but for the two people who are almost crazy on the stage, no one is sure of winning, who dares to take this thunderous and furious attack?

Wang Xuan, the genius of the Wang family, struggled to support the tyrannical momentum of the two at this time, but refused to take a step back. Since a few days ago, being drunk by Mo Yun has changed many of the swordsmen who have actually reached the fourth order and entered the ranks of the middle order swordsmen.

She kept telling herself: Kendo is my pursuit! Today, I can't get into the ring! One day, I will also be like you, upside down!

Wang Xuan stood in the first row, and the oppression was the most intense. She used the sword power in her body, constantly resisting the heavy momentum. It is also Wang Xuan's determination to point directly and devote herself to the way of the sword, so that she will ask the sword and seek the way in the future and step to a higher peak, all of which is a later story.

Mo Yun's long sword rotated, carrying infinite power, and slashed down like thunder and lightning, and the golden light was like a blooming sun, blazing and furious. The faint shadow of the mountain, with a hint of coercion, convinces the soul. This blow has reached its peak, and it seems that it can really break the mountain!

On the other side, the blood dragon's body became more and more condensed, but it was churning and roaring around the dragon, and a powerful oppression from the bloodline permeated.

Shen Tuhong burst out with the power of his whole body, refusing to fall behind, he was also almost crazy, but the dragon was blood-red and dazzling, roaring and falling. This is a blow that can kill the dragon!

There is no imaginary explosion, but like a snowflake encountering the sun, slowly melting. The two very different lights are fading, but the momentum is more intense. The surrounding aura was disordered, and the rampage was raging. High in the sky, the wind and clouds change color, the clouds roll down, and the churning is endless.

"Haha, take me again!" The long roar, the wind and clouds are turbulent, showing the arrogant nature. The Shui Han Sword flipped slightly, and it was a great radiance, and it hit the Dragon Sword again.

The latter's face changed drastically, and he burst out with the remaining sword true power in his body almost without hesitation. He didn't expect that the true power of his opponent's sword would be as strong as this! The power of this blow was not weaker than the sword skill he had just issued! This was another true rank mid-grade sword skill!

is still broken and divided, but he can't break it, he can only fight with all his strength!

One is to explode with all his might, and the other is to meet the enemy in a hurry, and the result can be imagined!

Before he could react too much, the Shui Han Sword slashed at the Dragon Sword. Rao is his natural strength, and he can't grasp it, but the dragon slammed into his chest with a sword.

The power contained in the sword once again changed its color. He had to admit that he underestimated Mo Yun. The body was struck by lightning and kicked backwards.

Eight steps in a row, he relied on his huge strength to support the ground with a dragon, and only then did he stop his body. Looking up, where the feet fell, all the bluestones became powder. Red blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, dripping to the ground.

Taking a few steps forward, Mo Yun stood still, his breath slowly converging.

Shentu Honglong was in front of him, and there was a lot of admiration in his heart!

"I'm defeated!" he generously admits defeat! The true power of the sword is almost exhausted, and there is no need to compare it any further.

Hearing this, he shook his head and laughed wildly!

"You Shen Tuhong, you can't beat me!"

"It's not that I'm arrogant, your strength can't get into my eyes! In my eyes, it's just a chicken and a dog!" he turned his body, and his cold eyes swept around.

As soon as they said that, they deeply angered these so-called geniuses and demons! Their eyes were like fire, their anger was burning, and they were all excited for a while.

"The kid is arrogant!" one person took the lead in scolding!

"Good courage! But you're killing yourself by doing this! I want you to know that arrogance requires skill!"

Gu Zhong glared angrily, anger gushed out in his heart, and he looked at Mo Yun, his face was ugly! Situ Yunfeng shook his head, like this arrogance, he couldn't do it.

"Are you not convinced?" he asked, and immediately shouted, "I'll give you a chance, challenge me!"

His eyes stopped, he shook his hand and pointed at it, and shouted loudly: "You!" Everyone looked back and suddenly realized that there was only one person there - Situ Yunfeng!

Situ Yunfeng was stunned, could it be that his strength was weak, and he dared to challenge? He took a step forward, and immediately understood, so he slowly stood still, staring at his opponent.