Yue Moran glanced at Yue Moqing suspiciously, then looked at the figure in the stands that came and went like the wind, and muttered, "It's very much like a person."

"Senior Sister Ran, is that the person you are referring to is him?" Yue Moqing did not say who that "he" was, because she knew that Yue Moran would know who she was referring to.

Sure enough, Yue Moran's delicate body shook up, and her eyes became a little blurry: "I don't know, how is he doing now." ”

When Yue Mo heard this, she turned her eyes to the figure on the stage: "Senior Sister Ran, do you think that person could be him?"

"It's impossible, both in shape and looks, it's completely two people. Yue Moran shook his head and said, but his eyes were also firmly fixed on the confident young man in the black robe, hoping to see something in the other party.

"If not, then why, we all think he is alike? If he looks alike, it is not strange that we have this illusion together, but we also feel that their appearance is not like at all, Senior Sister Ran, don't you think it is strange?" Yue Moqing asked rhetorically.

Yue Moran was stunned when she heard this, and muttered in disbelief: "Could it be that there is really telepathy in this world?"

"Before the destruction of the Shallow Moon Palace, Senior Sister Ran, do you dare to believe that there is such a strange existence as Nian Shi in this world? ”

Yue Moran shook his head and interrupted Yue Moran's words: "If it's really a little junior brother, why doesn't he recognize us?"

"I don't know, why don't we go to Senior Sister Qian and ask?" Yue Moqing said.

"It's a good idea. Yue Moran's expression perked up, but then it dimmed again, and she spoke: "Senior Sister Qing, have you figured out how to tell him?"

"What are you talking about?" Yue Moqing turned her head suspiciously, just in time to meet Yue Moran's gaze, and she was stunned on the spot when she was about to continue speaking.

A trace of bitterness flashed in his heart, and Yue Moqing forcibly squeezed out a smile: "Let's talk about it then, he will respect my choice, let's go find Senior Sister Xian first!"

After speaking, Yue Moqing turned around and left, squeezing into the flow of people behind.

Yue Moran stared blankly at the direction in which Yue Moqing left, and a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Is this your choice?

On the stage, Yue Mochen naturally didn't know what was happening to the two people who were closest to him in the audience at this time, Xiao Mofeng's offensive was getting stronger and stronger, and Yue Mochen had to take it seriously.

Losing the most commonly used martial arts, losing the single-edged sword, and having too many hole cards that cannot be exposed at will, although Yue Mochen is not powerless at this time, he has also lost his initial ease.

It can be seen that in the competition with himself, Xiao Mofeng is constantly growing, which makes Yue Mochen quite a headache.

"Then let's fight quickly!" Yue Mochen said secretly in his heart, and his figure flew backwards!

Xiao Mofeng didn't pursue, but retreated synchronously, staring at Yue Mochen with his eyes: "Are you going to go all out?"

As a party to the case, he naturally knows that Yue Mochen has not used all his strength, and the battle between the two seems to be fierce, but he knows that the other party has always been at ease, and the most important thing is that Yue Mochen has not used any martial arts since then!

At this time, Yue Mochen withdrew and flew back, so he had to be secretly vigilant.

On the other side, Yue Mochen saw that Xiao Mofeng did not pursue, and also secretly sighed at the other party's calmness, but can this change the ending?

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Yue Mochen's eyes closed, and when he opened them again, his eyes were like two sword qi, shooting directly at Xiao Mofeng on the opposite side.

"Hanging Wind, Killing Sword!"

Yue Mochen once again displayed a brilliant and proud martial art in front of people, and the blood-colored blood demon power condensed a very sharp sword shadow, suspended in the sky above Yue Mochen.

The long sword in his hand slashed out diagonally, and the blood-colored sword shadow slashed away, like lightning, directly hitting Xiao Mofeng.

Xiao Mofeng's eyes froze, he instinctively felt that the power of this martial art was not powerful, at most it was comparable to his own shadow with the wind, but the sword seemed to contain a huge amount of energy, and if he touched it, he would die.

He naturally didn't know that this was the power of the blood demon that Yue Mochen specially extracted in order to cover up the special aura of his reincarnation, and the negative aura carried in the power of the blood demon was a spiritual attack that could directly affect the mind, and it was even no less than the spiritual attack of an ordinary spiritual master.

Xiao Mofeng didn't dare to slack off, and waved the long sword in his hand, displaying his strongest martial arts one by one.

"Heavenly Wind Soul Suppression!"

"Celestial Wind!"

"The reincarnation of the wind!"

Three sword qi of the same color, but with a far difference in breath, appeared, intertwined in front of Xiao Mofeng's body, and rushed towards the blood-colored sword!

"Boom!"

In a loud bang, one red, three blue and four attacks bombarded together, rolling up a frenzied air flow, and in an instant, the entire platform was covered with dark blue sword qi and blood-red sword light, and the figures of the two had been completely concealed, and everyone on the stage could not choose to capture it with the naked eye.

Suddenly, a sound of "Huh~~!" sounded, a figure flew backwards, Xiao Mofeng's figure retreated!

"Keep fighting. Yue Mochen's voice came out of the smoke, and immediately after, his body flew out like the wind.

"Okay, fight again!" Xiao Mofeng's eyes froze, and he also rushed forward!

Before the two of them could finish speaking, their bodies had already rushed together, the blood-red sword qi and the dark blue sword qi criss-crossed, competing with each other, and after a while, the platform was also destroyed, and the cutting was shattered.

"It's so fast......"

Offstage, all the people in the audience were stunned, it was too fast.

Except for the first confrontation, the fight behind it is not clear who is against whom, who has the upper hand, and who has the upper hand, only to see that one sword is faster than the other, and one sword is sharper than the other! And the figures of the two are completely invisible, only the sword qi is diffused from this dilapidated stage, and the two of them fight from the stage to the air, and then from the air to the ruins of the platform, the sword light is everywhere.

"It's noon! The winner has not yet been decided, these two men are really terrifying!" A spectator looked at the sky, only to realize that it was already noon, and the scorching sun was shining on the square, reflecting the battle that had been watched by all the more fantastic.

"yes! It looks like it's evenly matched, and I don't know who has the last laugh. ”

This game is the longest since the exchange conference, so everyone takes it for granted that Yue Mochen and Xiao Mofeng are equal in strength.

Just when there was a lot of discussion in the audience, a shocking change suddenly appeared on the stage!