The shock brought by Mu Han gradually passed, and everyone's eyes were quickly attracted by the battle in the central area of the labyrinth, and bursts of cheers erupted from time to time in the trial ground.

Of the ten, only eight took part in this first round of fighting.

These eight people were exactly divided into four pairs, except for the three Yanxia Realm cultivators, Mu Xingling, Mu Tiegang and Mu Xingye, almost all of them had reached the peak realm of the Great Chase Realm. They are all elites among the young children of the Mu family, not only have very rich actual combat experience, but also practice extremely powerful martial arts, and every battle is extremely exciting.

Not only did the elders of the Mu family who were watching from the outside nod secretly, but Yue Shan, Xiong Han and others were also approving.

Five or six minutes later, these four battles had ended one after another, and the four people who won were Mu Xingling, Mu Tiegang, and Mu Feiting and Mu Tiancheng, the two Mu family disciples at the peak of the Datong Realm. At the beginning, Mu Feiting also fought with Mu Han in the selection courtyard, and now she has also entered the final stage of this selection trial.

As for Mu Xingye, he was defeated in the battle with Mu Tiegang.

About a quarter of an hour later, the four winners continued to draw lots, and it was Mu Xingling vs. Mu Tiancheng and Mu Tiegang vs. Mu Feiting. In these two games, Mu Tiancheng and Mu Feiting actually had a tacit understanding, and they directly chose to admit defeat before the battle began.

Their actions are also reasonable, one side is the peak of the Datong Realm, and the other side is the Smoke and Haze Realm, there is almost no great chance of winning, and it is normal to admit defeat.

However, in this way, the process of the third round of the trial was greatly accelerated.

After only a moment's delay, the third draw began. This time, Mu Qingluan, who had been resting for a long time, also joined in, but he was very lucky to have a bye.

This time, the battle between Mu Xingling and Mu Tiegang did not happen, just because Mu Tiegang also chose to give up.

At this moment, Mu Han finally opened his eyes.

Mu Xingling and Mu Qingluan, who were more than ten meters away, came into view, and the noise of commotion outside continued to enter the labyrinth, making Mu Han immediately understand what had happened before.

"There was no fight in two rounds. ”

Mu Han smiled unconsciously, but then, he shook his head slightly, "No, it should be three rounds!" Mu Qingluan actually gave up the battle just like Mu Tiegang.

Mu Qingluan retreated, which meant that Mu Xingling also entered the finals.

This final battle will be fought between Mu Han and Mu Xingling.

"Mu Han, it's your turn, you won't have any more chances this time!"

Mu Xingling clenched his fists and snorted coldly, looking at Mu Han's eyes full of shame and resentment, no matter what, he made Mu Han lose this battle and wash away the shame he suffered in the second round of the trial.

"You can't help me in the second round of the trial, and it's the same this time. ”

The corners of Mu Han's lips twitched slightly, and his long body rose, and the majestic true qi churned violently among the twenty meridians like a wave.

At this time, Mu Han had adjusted himself to the peak state, with strong confidence surging all over his body, and a look of eagerness on his face.

"Then you just keep your eyes open and watch carefully!" Mu Xingling sneered.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, Mu Feiyun glanced at the two of them, raised his right arm and swiped down fiercely, and the moment his voice fell, Mu Xingling and Mu Han had already acted at the same time.

In an instant, more than ten meters were shortened to two or three meters.

"Whew, Whew, Whew......"

True Qi surged, and a long knife of cold light shimmering condensed in Mu Xingling's palm, and even though it slashed at Mu Han frantically, it was actually a knife after a knife, and a knife was faster than a knife.

With a flick of his fingers, Mu Xingling had already slashed out eighteen knives, the blade shadows overlapped, and the incomparable blades had swept towards Mu Han with the momentum of the wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and the violent strength seemed to tear the void within a radius of several meters into countless pieces, and the sound of cracking the air and whistling came and went, making people feel cold all over the body.

"Tempest Knife Technique!"

This is also a kind of middle-grade martial arts exercises.

As soon as the blade came out, it was like a violent wind.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Mu Han stepped forward without any hesitation, and the sound of rolling thunder sounded from his chest and abdomen, but it rushed to his fist like a stream of water.

Seeing Mu Han's move, a hideous smile flashed in Mu Xingling's eyes.

He knew that Mu Han was using the "Thunder Pole Yin Gang" that no one in the Mu family had successfully cultivated for hundreds of years, and he also knew that Mu Han had cultivated this kind of exercise to the point of five thunder sounds in one style.

This exercise is indeed not inferior to any middle-grade martial arts exercises of the Mu family, but unfortunately, Mu Han, who performs this kind of exercise, only has the strength of the peak of the Datong Realm.

"Bang!"

In an instant, Mu Han's fist was covered by a heavy sword shadow.

At this moment, the thunder sound that had just arrived at Mu Han's fist suddenly exploded, and if the domineering and incomparable strength broke free from the cage beast, it raged fiercely, and smashed the dense knife curtain into a hole in one fell swoop.

"Yin Gang?"

Seeing this picture, Mu Feiyun's pupils not far away couldn't help but shrink slightly, and these two words flashed in his mind.

At the moment when Lei Yin exploded, he clearly saw a faint purple glow flashing from Mu Han's right fist. It is said that when the "Thunder Pole Sound Gang" technique is cultivated to the state of six thunder sounds in one style, the sound wave of the thunder explosion can form a layer of Gang energy outside the body, that is, "Sound Gang", which is extremely powerful.

However, Mu Han is still at the point of five thunder sounds in one type, and the energy that comes out of the sound wave is like an epiphany, and it disappears in a flash, but even so, it also broke nearly half of Mu Xingling's wind sword technique.

"It's a pity, if it comes to the ...... of six thunder sounds"

Looking at the blades that were still overwhelmingly falling towards Mu Han, Mu Feiyun secretly sighed in his heart, however, in the next moment, his eyes had opened violently, and his eyes were full of consternation.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time that the strength disappeared, a small purple dragon rushed out of Mu Han's eyebrows, wrapped in a dazzling white man, slashing through the hole that his punch blasted out between the knife curtains, and shot towards Mu Xingling's chest at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye.

The purple dragon seemed to exude heat, but it couldn't alleviate the chill contained in the white mang, even a martial arts realm powerhouse like Mu Feiyun had a creepy feeling the moment he saw it.

"Imperial Weapon!"

Losing his voice and shouting these two words, Mu Feiyun immediately changed color, he had heard that Mu Han had the ability to refine low-grade Dao weapons, but he never expected that he would integrate the Heart Palace into the Dao Weapon in such a short period of time, and looking at this Dao Weapon, it was clear that it had also fused the "Purple Yang Dragon Crystal", and its power was not weaker than that of the Medium Grade Dao Weapon.

Even if Mu Xingling had the peak strength of the Smoke Realm, he would have to be hit hard by this weapon, and even his life would not be guaranteed, and looking at his actions at the moment, he didn't realize the danger yet.

In Mu Feiyun's thoughts, his body turned into a gray streamer, bursting out, and appeared between Mu Han and Mu Xingling like lightning.

With a flick of his left hand, the knife curtain covering Mu Han had already dissipated.

"Seventh Elder, you ......," Mu Xingling said in amazement.

"You've lost!"

Before Mu Xingling could finish speaking, Mu Feiyun had already shouted in a low voice.

At this time, his right hand was hanging in front of Mu Xingling's chest, and he was holding a sharp dagger between his index and middle fingers, and a small purple dragon inside the dagger was vivid and lifelike, but the tip of this dagger could touch Mu Xingling's chest, and Li Mang had cut a small hole in his clothes.

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