"Go down! You're defeated!"

Wei Buping waited for a long time, opened his eyes in confusion, but waited for such a sentence! Seeing the doubts in his eyes, Mo Yun restrained his momentum, looked indifferent, and replied: "This is just a big competition between the sect, not a battle of life and death! Otherwise, I won't give you a chance to make a move!"

"I, Mo Yun, am not a murderer! A disciple of the same sect is like a brother and sister, how can I make a move! Fang Wuji coerced me first, how could I endure it! Go down, your strength is good, but you still have to experience more battles, and the crisis between life and death will be chaotic, what will it be!"

Mo Yun's tone was like a strong man standing on a high place, pointing out his juniors! At this moment, he already had this kind of strength!

Wei Buping looked stunned, bowed down, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for teaching!"

Xu Fenghan praised: "This kid, his vision has surpassed that of the swordsman! Pointing out his peers seems simple, but he needs strong strength to back him up, and he really didn't disappoint us! Fourth-order swordsman, this is worthy of the assets of the demon, and he is the real demon!"

Wei Buping went down thoughtfully, and soon disappeared into the crowd, this time, there was a big gain, and he decided to retreat.

Mo Yun watched his back disappear before he withdrew his gaze, the Frost Desolate Sword was erected, his breath was agitated, and he asked, "Wei Buping is defeated, who else?"

"I'm coming!"

Shen Tuhong walked out of the crowd, his fighting spirit was like fire, he stared at Mo Yun, and said sonorously: "Mo Yun, I said, I will definitely defeat you!"

Mo Yun saw his cultivation at a glance, smiled indifferently, and replied, "I've been waiting! I heard that you have joined the Old Ancestor's sect, congratulations!"

Shen Tuhong shook his head, without the slightest joy: "I thought that this time I would definitely surpass you! It seems that I am lagging behind again! However, come on, I will not lose!"

"In that case, I will also use the strength of a fifth-order swordsman to see how I defeat you!"

"It's too early to win, you're improving, and I'm not bad!" Shen Tuhong's eyes widened and he shouted. The dragon in his hand is domineering and majestic, and the light is great.

"Haha! Then come on!" Mo Yunshuang pointed at the sword and shouted coldly.

"Sword skills, slash the dragon and kill!" This should be the sword skills of Shen Tuhong's own family, Mo Yun has already seen it, and the power is not bad!

With the cultivation of a fifth-order swordsman, such an attack was enough for him to face it squarely.

A blood dragon coiled around Shen Tuhong's body, and between the clearly visible scales, there was a golden edge. Compared with the last competition, his momentum has become more domineering and majestic, subduing his generation!

The dragon sword was held high, and the blood dragon roared to the sky, this sword was domineering and incomparable, and had the momentum to destroy everything. This rising momentum is a little less bloody, but it contains a kind of majesty, which is the domineering of the strong!

His strong arm grasped the dragon sword, his body shook, and his feet suddenly exerted force, slashing out an indomitable sword. Under this sword, it seems that everything is going to be slashed, even the blue dragon, it must be retreated! The blood-red light is transforming into golden light, and the domineering momentum rises and breaks through the sky.

Shen Tu Hong, who was only a fifth-order swordsman, had such a strong momentum. His qualifications may not be as good as Mo Yun's, but the momentum contained in him is no worse at all! Miserable, domineering, majestic, magnificent, and contemptuous, this is Shen Tuhong's sword path!

"It's a good time!" Mo Yun let out a low snort, and the Frost Desolation Sword was raised, and he suddenly met Long Qi. If you want to fight hard, I'm not afraid!

"Keng!" The power contained in Shen Tu Hong's great sword was amazing, the power in his body exploded, and his hands suddenly exerted force, pressing down the dragon sword!

"Mo Yun, compared to strength, you are not as good as me!" Shen Tuhong shouted, his strength strengthened again, and he suppressed the Frost Desolation Sword. The blood dragon roared, teeth and claws, almost pounced.

"Yes!" He didn't show weakness, the sword true power in his body worked, and the red-golden sharp qi erupted, instantly suppressing the blood dragon, causing it to roar angrily, and the dragon's eyes flashed fiercely. His edge has improved a lot, with the momentum of moving forward and shattering everything.

"What's wrong!" Shen Tuhong, who was born with great strength, was naturally not afraid of Mo Yun fighting with him. He is confident that his brute strength is absolutely not bad! Combined with the domineering dragon sword, his power is unparalleled, and his domineering is unmatched.

"Under the strength of the same level, you Mo Yun will also be defeated!" Shen Tuhong drank, his eyes were hideous, and his big sword was raised, and he slashed down again. His momentum rose to the peak, and the domineering edge contained in it also burst out!

"In this way, you will defeat me first!" Mo Yun's eyes flashed with anger, and his voice was low. The Frost Desolation Sword in his hand shone brightly, and the majesty belonging to the strong man in his body also rose, competing with Shen Tuhong's domineering momentum. Before the majesty of the strong, the domineering must also bow his head. The majesty of the strong cannot be blasphemed!

Mo Yun's figure jumped high, and the Frost Desolation Sword slashed down.

"Shen Tuhong, you are not my opponent!" In the midst of the loud shouts, the Frost Desolation Sword fell wildly with ten thousand momentum. The latter dragon is horizontal, and he blocks it casually.

"Sword skills, break the mountain and divide the mountain!"

A mountain peak phantom smashed down, suppressing everything! In front of this tall mountain peak, everything must be suppressed and crushed! The phantom shadow of the mountain peak condensed, the red golden light bloomed, and a golden mountain fell, and the momentum rose to the sky, enveloping the Shentu flood below!

"If you want to suppress me, I'll show you! Sword skills, the trapped dragon breaks the sky!"

Shen Tuhong's expression was solemn and hideous, glaring angrily at Mo Yun above, and the dragon sword swung out from the ground. A blood dragon roared, with a domineering and unrivaled momentum, and slammed into the base of the mountain.

"Knock~!"

The ring shook violently, and more than a dozen cracks spread out in an instant! Two powerful forces collided, and the powerful impact instantly threw Mo Yun away. Shen Tuhong below was also uncomfortable, a strong force pressed him to his knees, kneeling in the iron ring with a deep imprint, and his bones creaked, almost unbearable.

The next moment, he stood up suddenly, raised his head, and looked at the cyan figure falling from the air, his face was crazy and hideous, and the afterglow fell on the dragon sword, slightly condensed.

The dragon sword is just a mortal soldier, how can it compete with the frost desolation sword of the peak true soldier, on the body of the sword, there are several gaps, the largest one, almost the size of a fist! He sighed secretly: There is no suitable sword weapon, and his strength has been lowered a lot! Mortal soldiers, it is no longer suitable!

Jun Qianlei is his master, and he also promised to cast a sword weapon for him. But it also takes time to cast a sword, and in a moment, where can it be cast?

"Long but sword, let's fight!" he shouted, and the dragon sword was raised again, his body squatted, his feet exerted force, and he suddenly jumped up.

The ground cracked again, and his figure jumped more than a dozen feet.

Mo Yun fell from above, the Frost Desolation Sword pointed at him, his eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth sneered. Shen Tuhong wielded the dragon sword and slashed out in an instant.

"Sword skills, hegemony sword momentum!" Although the consumption is not small, Shen Tuhong has already decided to give it a go! Rather than being suppressed like this, it is better to burst out of strength and fight happily!

Suddenly, a pale golden giant sword with a domineering and majestic aura condensed, and the runes were generated, swirling and absorbing the aura between heaven and earth.

This is Jun Qianlei's famous sword skills, and it is a complete set of sword skills, each of which is stronger than the other.

The giant sword was only domineering, and it was indomitable, stabbing at Mo Yun in an instant. The latter's expression did not change, but he condensed the true power of the sword, turned into a mountain peak, and smashed it directly.

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded, and Mo Yun's figure was stunned and fell again. Shen Tuhong's body was knocked down in an instant, smashed into the ring, he rolled over and got up, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the dragon sword!

"The dragon is the sword, go and slash!"

This sword is not a sword technique, but it contains endless determination! Shen Tuhong was extremely resolute, and the giant sword of nearly three hundred catties was thrown out, turning into a blood-colored lightning bolt, and rushing straight up! An iron chain was held in his hand, and in an instant, he was already close to Mo Yun.

The Frost Desolation Sword hummed and stabbed at the body of the dragon's sword, and the body of the sword bent suddenly. With the help of the power of the rebound, his body was stunned, and the Frost Desolation Sword swung out one after another, stabbing at the dragon.

The thought flashed in his heart, and a chill flashed in his eyes: Hit the snake and hit the seven inches! Although the dragon sword can show long-range attacks, its weaknesses are also exposed. Once the chain connecting the dragon sword is severed, the dragon sword can be said to lose its power.

I saw that the cyan figure dodged the edge of the dragon, and the frost desolate sword with an incomparable edge was directly slashed out!

"Not good!" Shen Tu Hong's eyes condensed to the size of a needle, he didn't expect Mo Yun to actually see the weakness of the dragon sword, and hit it with one blow, it was too late to take back the dragon sword!

He could only watch Mo Yun's Frost Desolation Sword slash through, and he couldn't do anything!

"Click!"

A crisp sound sounded, and the speed of the dragon sword barely slowed down, and it flew high into the air again!

With the loss of Long Qi, Shen Tuhong's combat power will undoubtedly be greatly reduced! Long Qi's sword, which can be said to be nearly half of his combat power, can be said to be no longer a threat once it is lost.

But Shen Tuhong would not admit defeat, his expression was hideous, and he shouted: "Mo Yun, give me defeat!" There was a hint of triumphant smile in his eyes!

The afterglow swept into his eyes, and his heart suddenly burst out! Such an obvious flaw is not something that Shen Tuhong will expose at all, unless...... It's a trap!

Sure enough, the next moment, Shen Tuhong's arm shook, and the true power of the sword poured into the iron chain, instantly pulling it straight, and suddenly, it turned into a phantom and swung out like lightning.

Like a whip, it is fast, and it contains the power of a vigorous edge, and it smashes down.

Under the ring, there were bursts of exclamations!

The scene can be said to change in an instant, and it is overwhelming! First, Mo Yun shot down Shen Tuhong, and then the latter suddenly shot out his weapon, and then it was cut off by a single blow, and then it turned into a long whip in an instant, and faced the enemy again! In the midst of the rabbit's rise and fall, the battle consciousness of the two was fully revealed!

Their understanding of the battle has reached an extremely advanced level! Whether it is Mo Yun's grasp of weaknesses or Shen Tuhong's counterattack, they are all remarkable!

In just one breath, each of them has exhausted their means, and the victory or defeat is almost instantaneous!

Shen Tuhong's counterattack was fierce and ruthless, and the whip, as a soft weapon, was not easy to block at all, and there was only one way to dodge. Mo Yun couldn't help but praise: "Okay! Shen Tuhong, you are good!"

The body was like electricity, dodging the attack, and the Frost Desolation Sword raised his hand and swung out a sword aura, forcing Shen Tuhong to dodge, and the iron chain that danced like the wind was also slowed down for a moment.