As soon as Sler's fall to the ground, he loses consciousness.

Si Yan frowned, and took a few doctors to carry the unknown junior brother on the stretcher, and for a while all kinds of conspiracy theories arose in his heart, and the most suspicious were the sinister villains of the Mishima country.

The doctor saw it, said a few words one after another, frowned, and said, "The pulse is thin and disordered, what kind of martial arts has Senior Brother Ling newly practiced?"

Si Yan shook his head.

Mu Qingyun silently followed down the stone steps, it was definitely not her who hurt Si Le.

Let's not mention that she herself is measured, she has been collecting and fighting, that is, she has no measure, with Si Le's martial arts, where can she be defeated so easily?

The Thirteen Swords of the Moon Palace, in the comments of historians, can be called the "Heavenly Sword".

Everyone looked at each other, unable to think for a while, so they could only be sent back to the room for treatment first.

Mu Qingyun pondered for a long time, and suddenly turned his head to look at Mu Luosheng.

Mu Luosheng was saluting his opponent this time.

In every ring fight, Mu Luosheng is solemn and serious, and he respects each of his opponents.

If you only look at Mu Luosheng's duel, it seems that the young warriors of their Ming Kingdom are a little more impulsive.

Of course, there is a lot of blood bravery.

All the young warriors who are fighting against Mu Luosheng are fighting for their lives, as long as they don't fall, they will never admit defeat, and they will try their best to meet the battle even if they know that they can't fight.

As long as Mu Qingyun is not in the ring, he will watch Mu Luosheng's duel without landing, and his scalp will be numb after watching it.

These young people in their own family have different levels of martial arts, but they are too goal-oriented and too thoughtful.

Of course, those who can go to the top 16 are the best among the young martial artists, even if their martial arts are a little less than those of other Tianjiao, they are also talents in this field.

Let's just say that yesterday, the Kunlun Sword Sect successively had two brothers and Mu Luosheng facing each other, both of them came up standing up, and they were carried down upside down, just like the blood gourd.

Even the referee didn't stop him, it wasn't that Mu Luosheng deliberately made a ruthless move, it was that these two people had to exchange injuries for injuries, they had to be seriously injured, and they didn't allow their opponents to be unscathed.

After stepping down, it is appropriate to give face-to-face lessons to latecomers.

These two fought for most of their lives, leaving one of their sword qi in Mu Luosheng's right arm.

Mu Luosheng wanted to force the sword qi out, at least half a month younger.

Mu Luosheng was not angry, he even felt that this kind of practice was very heroic and worthy of respect.

In an interview, Mu Luo also said that he hoped that his country, his teacher, and his brother could also seriously taste the spirit of Yipin Mingguo.

Fight for the country, do not retreat, do not rush forward, are willing to sacrifice, but do not fight for a momentary victory, and absolutely trust their comrades.

Zhuo Yanfei scoffed when he heard this: "Who is rare and praised?"

He appeared in the ring of the Ming Kingdom, and as long as he was still standing, Zhuo Yanfei hated it.

Now that Sile was lying down halfway, he was even more upset.

The doctors couldn't find the cause of the disease at all, and Si Yan had already written to his master overnight and asked him to come over.

Zhuo Yanfei also carefully checked Si Le's pulse, frowned, and said, "There are signs of going mad. Is this kid eager to win, and what kind of magic skills have he practiced behind your back?"

It's not impossible.

Because it's hard to beat the wood, these kids have been trying to figure out a way lately.

If you want Mu Qingyun to say, this disciple's subjective initiative is too strong, and it is not a good thing, especially young disciples, they will feel that there is nothing in heaven and earth that they dare not do.

The Ming Kingdom has caused disasters for several generations, and what is the right way and the devil's way has long been indistinguishable.

The so-called magic skills are some exercises that are eager for quick success and quick profit, and they enter the country quickly, but they are prone to problems, and the sequelae are more serious.

But when it comes to a critical juncture, it is important to save your life, where to care about the sequelae or not.

Senior Li, Zhuo Sect Master, etc., 20 members of the competition committee, and team leaders of various sects gathered together.

The doctor is also there.

Senior Li looked solemn: "How is Mu Luosheng's current condition? How much more strength can you play?"

The doctor shook his head.

Zhuo Yanfei sighed and laid out the information of the remaining fifteen own martial artists.

A sharp thought came out of his heart, let him take action, don't look at him Chinese New Year's Eve nine today, but in terms of appearance, pretending to be twenty-five, there is no disobedience.

The others also wanted to find an opportunity to sneak attack, and tied Mu Luosheng for ten days and a half months.

After thinking about it, the Anbangding National Competition still has to continue.

It's just that he broke off Si Le halfway, and he lacked a master who could give Mu Luosheng a heavy blow, so he was always depressed.

Zhuo Yanfei was not very anxious at this time, he only had one Qingqing left in the arena, so it would not be Qingqing's turn to fight Mu Luosheng.

In the next game, it was as unpredictable as a glimpse of light, Mu Qingyun magically won a succession, and invited one senior brother and sister to get out of the ring.

In the end, he actually defeated Qi Ling of the Kunlun Sword Sect and entered the top four.

Qi Ling bent down to pick up the sword from the ground, closed his eyes, and couldn't help but start crying.

Mu Qingyun: "......"

This guy is twenty-three, not fourteen clouds, how can this be coaxed!

Qi Ling wiped his tears and refused to go down: "I promise our door master, and your door master, I will definitely send you home today, woo woo woo, what can I do now!"

"Lord Zhuomen will kill me!"

"Senior Sister Qingqing, don't you usually take a move after the spring lasts? Why is it so strange this time?"

Mu Qingyun smiled bitterly, why? Of course, Qi Ling's posture is together, it is like knowing Yangchun March by heart, and it is easy to deal with it.

She's not stupid, how can she not move?

Both were speechless.

Mu Qingyun followed Qi Ling's gaze and saw that the head of her family had already gotten up and walked under the stands, staring at her with a fierce look.

Chen Yi couldn't help but walk over, took Mu Qingyun's hand and sneaked away, and simply went with her to see Mu Luosheng.

Mu Luosheng also finished fighting, and the back of the heavy sword sword was stained with a layer of blood, and he knocked on the floor casually, bowed his head to Mu Qingyun, and said with a smile: "Girl, good swordsmanship."

In an instant, Chen Yi's hairs stood on end, and his hands clenched Mu Qingyun's arm with all his strength.

Mu Luosheng had gone far away, but Chen Yi still held Mu Qingyun and didn't let go.

I had no choice but to drag her to visit the patient.

Scholer's situation is a bit bad, and the old-timers are now gathered in his hospital room for meetings.

Mu Qingyun took Chen Yi into the door, and Situ Qingshuang and Xu Ping, who also entered the semi-finals, were there.

She learned from the two, and walked together to the corner, and the little pony sat in a row.

Startled by the murderous aura, Chen Yi finally came back to his senses, exhaled, and hummed in a low voice, "I'll go get food."

After speaking, he quietly went out of the door in the corner of the wall.

Zhuo Yanfei looked at Qingqing, and then looked at Pingping of the Xu family.

This palm and back of the hand, it is not appropriate to sacrifice anyone!

Situ Qingshuang said softly: "In the next game, I will fight with Mu Luosheng, and I don't need the two junior sisters to touch him."

Senior Li covered his forehead and sighed, "It's all his grandmother's mess."

Mu Qingyun, this is also a helpless thing, no matter how good the plan is, it will still flow unplanned in the end.

They hope that Mu Luosheng will be half-crippled all the way, and in the penultimate game against Si Le, Si Le can win the best, but he can't take it, and there is Situ Qingshuang behind him.

But the reality is that Mu Luosheng has a special physique, even if he is injured, the injury heals very quickly, and Situ Qingshuang has to fight him in the penultimate game.

Otherwise, Mu Qingyun and Xu Ping will have to fight.