The face of the young man in white was very ugly, this gorgeous mid-grade spirit sword was given by his family when he was promoted to the eighth layer of qi refining, because the spirit sword itself has an icy nature, so it can exert great power when it cooperates with his sword intent, but now this spirit sword was destroyed by a person who has not even reached the foundation building period.

Youlan Mu slowly let go of the hilt of the sword, and let the spirit sword fall to the ground to send out its last **, Youlan Mu's body suddenly rushed out, and attacked the white-clothed youth without hesitation, his fist was like the wind, taking advantage of the white-clothed youth's loss of the spirit sword, and killing the other party.

The young man in white didn't have time to lose his weapon, so he immediately rolled to the side to dodge, and smashed his fist on the rock wall to knock down a large piece of rubble. The young man in white rolled on the ground, took out another spirit sword from the storage bag, and slashed out an arc of light behind him without even looking at it.

Youlan Mu punched out, the arc light shattered like glass, leaving only a small scratch on the fist watch, Youlan Mu's face was happy, the power of the sword was greatly reduced, and he immediately rushed towards the young man in white without any scruples.

Some people are happy, and some people are worried, the low-grade spirit sword that the white-clothed young man is using now is what he wore when he first entered the Dao, not only is the quality low, but it can't exert much power, and it constantly makes a trilling sound under the fierce attack of Youlan Mu, and there is a possibility of breaking at any time.

Youlan Mu chased after him, fighting hard to get injured in his body, constantly causing trouble to the young man in white by exchanging injuries for injuries, and even sometimes slammed his fist on the body of the young man in white, smashing the latter coughing up blood for a while.

At this moment, the face of the young man in white was extremely ugly, and in his eyes, Youlan Mu's attack method was extremely rough, and he didn't even have a discipline, let alone any footwork, he had been repeating the action of swinging his fist straight, but this simple and crude attack method couldn't even raise his head.

Under the bombardment of seventeen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations, the skills that the young man in white had practiced weekdays had no room to play, and every punch from Youlan Mu had to consume the energy of his whole body, even if he couldn't unload Youlan Mu's attack with skill, every punch that came was extremely heavy, specifically beckoning to him on the chest, leaving him powerless to fight back.

There was even a time when the young man in white gritted his teeth and swung his sword at Youlan Mu's throat, but Youlan Mu completely ignored the threat of the sword, swung his right fist and smashed it into his heart, shocking his complexion, and had to put away his sword to resist Youlan Mu's attack, and kept retreating.

In the blink of an eye, the young man in white was beaten by Youlan Mu and fled in all directions, embarrassed, where is the previous graceful demeanor.

Youlan Mu exerted his strength with both feet, rushed forward violently, and raised his left fist high to the back of the heart of the young man in white, and the young man in white turned around and swept the sword, resulting in a sharp sound of "ding", and the lower grade spirit sword was finally overwhelmed and broken into two, and the face of the young man in white instantly turned iron blue.

Youlan Mu's spiritual power was extremely domineering, and he damaged two spirit swords in a row, which made the young man in white fall into a situation where he had no sword to use, and he never imagined that the mid-grade spirit sword would not be able to withstand the spiritual pressure of the other party.

In the face of Youlan Mu's pressing step by step, the young man in white could only fight with his fists, and after several punches with Youlan Mu in a row, his fist was high and swollen, and his entire right arm was shocked in severe pain, and he couldn't help but scold, "Are you beaten with iron!" ”

Youlan Mu's eyes widened, without saying a word, he swung his fist straight forward, and the white-clothed young man who hit him retreated again and again, and finally the white-clothed young man saw that the situation was not good and immediately rushed towards the far passage.

Seeing that the young man in white was about to rush into the entrance of the passage, Youlan Mu rushed forward with both feet, and swung his left fist directly, and the young man in white heard the wind behind him, and in a hurry, he pulled out a flag next to the entrance of the passage and swept backwards.

Youlan Mu's fist did not stop, and he smashed the silver spear head on the banner with one punch, and his body entered the passage first, forcing the white-clothed young man out of the passage again.

"Do you want to die!" The young man in white clenched the flagpole in his hand, roared angrily at Youlan Mu, and the flag on the flagpole hung down, displaying the word "Tianxuan" on it.

Youlan Mu blocked the entrance to the passage to the depths of the lair, and looked coldly at the young man in white, although he did not speak, but his actions had already shown his meaning. Since the other party has a murderous intent, Youlan Mu will not let the tiger return to the mountain, leaving himself with trouble.

In the main hall of Tianxuan Sect Master, four purple-clothed old men sat quietly on a futon, one by one immortal wind bones, their faces were covered with vicissitudes, and the youngest one was already half a head of white hair.

They stared at the eight huge gossip mirrors hanging on the door opposite, either nodding or shaking their heads, and sometimes talking a few words, and the fluorescent flashes of the gossip mirrors show the scene inside the trial island.

Each gossip mirror locks eight scenes, as long as a spiritual power is injected into it, the picture in the mirror can be transferred to another place, although this thing is very convenient, but only the Jindan strong can use it, this is not because the operation of the gossip mirror is complicated, but because it consumes too much spiritual power, not ordinary people can urge.

At this moment, the picture in the seventh gossip mirror happened to stay in the cave where Youlan Mu was located.

"It's not easy for this kid of the Dong family to be able to cultivate his sword intent to the realm of transformation at the eighth layer of qi refining, but it's a pity that he doesn't have a good heart, he follows the path of a villain, abandons his peers, and is embarrassed by the heavy responsibility." An old man with a bald head and big ears said softly, although his tone was gentle, he rated Dong Fenghua as poor.

"The kid who fought with him is not bad, and he can rush back to save Tao Ying's girl when she is in danger, which is affectionate and righteous. Although the martial arts are a little clumsy, it's not impossible**. Another emaciated old man chimed in.

"Isn't that good? I don't think that kid is acting weirdly. A middle-aged man with a scar on his face said in an unkind tone.

I only heard the middle-aged man continue, "Let's not talk about why he didn't cast a dense fog when everyone was besieged by the beasts before, causing the death and injury of several disciples, let's just say that now when he was fighting with the Dong family kid, he actually broke the cold iron sword, can a little ghost of the eighth layer of qi refining be able to break the mid-grade spirit sword?" ”

Everyone was silent, there were not a few disciples who were suspicious in this assessment, or they were spies sent by foreign sects, or people from the Demon Sect, but the scar man was the only one who made trouble for Youlan Mu, and everyone knew some of the reasons.

The scar man glanced at everyone, closed his eyes and said softly, "As for him taking the risk to save Tao Ying's girl, maybe he did it on purpose to win her trust, everyone knows that Tao Ying is the only granddaughter of Senior Brother Tao, maybe he just wants to use this to inquire about the secrets of my sect." ”

The other three looked at each other and smiled silently, Ouyang Xiu and Tao Ying had a marriage contract first, and Ouyang Xiu had some in-laws with this fierce senior brother, seeing Tao Ying and other teenagers approaching, he was naturally not pleasing to the eye.

"Oh? The Dong family kid is going to lose! A long-eyebrow elder suddenly laughed.

When everyone heard the voice, they looked at the seventh gossip mirror, only to see Dong Fenghua jumping up and down by Youlan Mu, the hairband that bound the hair bundle disappeared, and the whole person was wearing a cloak and fleeing for his life, how could he still have the demeanor of a child of a big clan.

"Bastard! I am the third young master of the Dong family in Tianyun City, if you dare to hurt me, my Dong family will definitely not let you go! Dong Fenghua coughed up a mouthful of blood and rolled on the donkey on the ground to avoid Youlan Mu's attack.

"Life and death on the trial island is fate, whether you die or live is my business!" Youlan Mu's eyes widened angrily, and he chased after him, and slammed a punch on Dong Fenghua's back, knocking him away like a rag bag.

Dong Fenghua slammed on the rock wall and made a loud "bang", and the whole person was embedded in the rock wall.

Youlan Mu stepped forward quickly, about to make another heavy punch, Dong Fenghua looked frightened, got out of the rock wall and came out, violently threw the flag in his hand to Youlan Mu's head, and quickly rushed to the distant passage with the moment when the flag blocked his vision.

The big red flag came head-on, and Youlan Mu was afraid that the person would sneak attack from behind, so his left fist slammed forward, smashing on the flagpole, and the entire flag was instantly torn to pieces by spiritual power.

As a result, Youlan Mu found that there was no one behind the flag, and when he turned his head, Dong Fenghua had rushed to a position only five meters away from the entrance of the passage, and immediately chased after him with both feet.

In the main hall of the Tianxuan Sect Leader, the scar man saw Youlan Mu blasting the flag with the word "Tianxuan" into pieces without hesitation, and snorted coldly, and the faces of the other three couldn't help but change. The flag itself is not a precious thing, but the word "Tianxuan" on it is very significant.

"Well, do you still think this kid is so good? Dare to tear up the banner of the master, I don't think he has Tianxuan Sect in his heart at all. The scar man's face turned cold, and the more he looked at Youlan Mu, the more unpleasant he became.

The other three were silent, although Youlan Mu's attack on the banner had a reason, but it was a bit excessive.

In the cave, Youlan Mu couldn't catch up with Dong Fenghua, his left foot slammed on the ground and raised a big rock, turned around and swept his right leg, and the rock flew straight out.

Dong Fenghua rushed to the passage with a look of resentment, thinking about how to retaliate against Youlan Mu after the assessment, suddenly he heard a strong wind behind him, and he didn't have time to turn around and immediately turned over and dodged, a huge black shadow passed by him, and smashed on the passage with a "bang", blocking the passage.

Dong Fenghua's face changed, he turned around slowly, gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Don't deceive people too much!" ”

Youlan Mu walked up to Dong Fenghua step by step, and said in a cold voice, "Let's make a move." ”

Dong Fenghua knew that Youlan Mu's murderous intention had been decided, so he no longer talked nonsense and cast the sword intent vision again, the snow fell down, and the temperature in the entire cave dropped again, but the cold chill that penetrated the bone marrow acted on his body again, looking at Youlan Mu's ruddy cheeks, Dong Fenghua was a little skeptical that his vision was only acting on himself.

Youlan Mu shook the falling snow scattered on his body in one fell swoop, and quickly rushed to Dong Fenghua in front of him.

Dong Fenghua's complexion changed, he didn't dare to confront Youlan Mu head-on after losing his spirit sword, his red and swollen fists had already interpreted the consequences of direct confrontation, but in this flying snow vision, his speed seemed to have become slower, and he was chased by Youlan Mu in the blink of an eye.

Youlan Mu slammed down with a punch and smashed Dong Fenghua, who was galloping, into the ground, and the snow disappeared as if a dream was shattered.

Dong Fenghua couldn't help coughing up a puddle of blood, turned over and looked at Youlan Mu step by step.

"You idiot, I really don't know whether to praise your ignorance or laugh at your stupidity, you really dare to kill me, don't you know what it means to attack and kill the descendants of the Dong family?"

"I just know you want to kill me, and I can't keep you alive." Youlan Mu's face remained unchanged and replied.

"You will pay for what you did today!" Dong Fenghua's eyes showed resentment, and he shouted angrily with weakness.

Youlan Mu frowned, his left fist fell suddenly, and suddenly a red light appeared on the surface of Dong Fenghua's body.

"Boom!" The fist slammed into the surface of the red mask with a dull thud.