The purple-red sword wind whistled, the violent vitality entangled and swirled, and everywhere it passed, the thin dust on the bluestone slab all flew up, and the air was slightly distorted.

Gu Tan, Gu He, Gu Ying and all the people in Tianyun Field immediately understood that Xin Mu was by no means as simple as he appeared on the surface, his cultivation was not low, not only was it not low, but it should also be very high, I am afraid it was also above the Tianxuan Realm.

The color of the purple-red sword wind became stronger and stronger, as thick as a fiery cloud in the western sky in the evening, "Xuanmen Wind Breaking Knife, dark clouds!" Xin Mu then urged a small part of the Yuan Force, and unleashed the last move of the Xuanmen Wind Breaking Knife.

This purple-red cloud is so gorgeous, so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated, making people forget the dangerous and ruthless sword aura contained in it.

The purple-red cloud turned his eyes towards Gu Ying, reflecting his eyes, he immediately smelled a thick aura of danger, and hurriedly danced the heavy sword in his hand, and immediately danced a faint mountain shadow, accompanied by a white mist.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang ......" swords and swords collided together.

"Papapapa......" burst uncontrollably.

The faint mountain shadow and hazy white fog seemed so illusory, so fragile, and so vulnerable in front of the burning clouds. As soon as he came into contact with the purple-red knife cloud, it disappeared without a trace.

I saw that the purple-red cloud, startled by the whistling wind, drove the rare stones on the ground to roll slowly, shook the Tianyun field within a radius of one mile, swallowed the ancient eagle, turned into a diffuse sword light, carried the power of a thousand jun, crushed the air, and fell rapidly, leaving only a rainbow shadow, which made people's eyes straight and amazing.

"Oh-!

"My dear! It turns out that he is not a straw bag!"

It was not only the disciples of the various small sects in the stands who were surprised, but also all the people in the South Wilderness Gate, the North Pole Gate, the West Yellow Gate, and the East Pyloric Gate were shocked. Xin Mu's cultivation is a rare top master in the Four Great Gates, and I am afraid that he can compete with the masters of the Four Great Gates, and he is also one of the top masters in the entire Yunqing Country.

Tiger Roaring Mountain's face was a look of surprise that could not be concealed, although he had seen Xin Mu's domineering scene of defeating Ye Fei with one move, he was still surprised to find that Xin Mu's cultivation seemed to be higher than before, that is to say, Xin Mu's cultivation was no longer in the middle of the Tianxuan Realm, but the completion of the Tianxuan Realm!

Gu Tan's face was just the opposite of Tiger Roaring Mountain, his old cyan face was completely distorted, surprised, angry and incredulous tangled. He knew he had miscalculated. This seemingly ordinary young man, his cultivation was actually above the Gu Ying in the middle of the Tianxuan Realm, and it turned out to be the Tianxuan Realm Dacheng that he never expected!

"Boom!"

The big sword glowing with purple red light landed on the Qingwu Sword of the Ancient Eagle Rung, and the sound shook the sky, and the entire Tianyun Field trembled.

The clothes on the ancient eagle's body instantly turned into ashes, and the red stripes flew out upside down, fluttering lightly, and fell to the ground a hundred meters away like a dead pig, vomiting blood in his mouth. On the ground paved with huge bluestone slabs, a large ditch half a zhang wide and half a zhang deep was left as a testimony to the huge destructive power of this knife.

"Oh my God! This kid is too powerful, isn't it! Gu Ying was defeated by him like this?"

"The ancient eagle in the middle of the Heavenly Xuan Realm actually failed miserably!"

"Impossible! This kid can't be a master of the Heavenly Xuan Realm, right? How could he not even be able to beat a little girl from the Eastern Pyloric Sect!

"Tianxuan Realm Dacheng! Except for Gu Tan, the master of the North Pole Gate, I am afraid that there is no opponent in the world!"

"I didn't expect it! Nanhuangmen turned out to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! It's so good-looking!"

There was a rush of excitement in the stands, some people kept scolding their mothers, some people began to shout, some people began to scream, some people jumped around, and some people bet all the silver on their bodies to bet on Nanhuangmen to win.

"Stop!" Just when the stands were in an uproar and there were many discussions, a figure flew down from the main platform of the stands, tall and thin as a bamboo, with a red robe fluttering and chic, it was Gu He, the heavy sword in his hand was horizontal towards Xin Mu, and he turned around and pulled out a gray-headed and dying man from the half-zhang deep ditch.

"Gu Ying! Gu Ying, you are fine!"

"Big-brother, slaughtered-him!" Gu Ying raised his index finger weakly and passed out.

Gu He handed over the Gu Ying to the Arctic Gate man who came up to save Gu Ying, and hurriedly walked in front of Xin Mu, pointing at him with a heavy sword, "Boy, your fate will be ten thousand times worse than his!"

"Don't force me to kill you!"

"Fuck you, fuck you!" Gu He scolded angrily, stood on one leg, flicked his wrist, and the green mist sword in his hand emitted a sword aura, and the cyan sword qi instantly dispersed, turning into a faint mist, and flew towards Xin Mu.

The Heavenly Fire Dragon Knife in Xin Mu's hand whirred into the wind, dancing out of a knife shadow, scattering the mist emitted by the ancient crane.

"Thirteen swords of heavy mountains and green mist, light mist cage peaks!" The ancient crane rose into the air, splitting, stabbing, cutting, teasing and making a series of moves, initiating pieces of black shadows, bursts of white mist, making people feel like falling into the mountains and blue mist, and lost their way.

Gu He and Gu Ying are both in the middle of the Tianxuan Realm, but Gu He's cultivation is higher than that of Gu Ying, and he is in the late stage of the middle stage of the Tianxuan Realm, and he has already glimpsed the edge of the Tianxuan Realm.

Xin Mu had already sensed that Gu He's moves were stronger and sharper than Gu Ying's, so he was a little more careful, and while quietly probing out his spiritual power, he waved the Heavenly Fire Dragon Sword in his hand, wanting to repeat the old trick and make a move.

But Gu He had already taken precautions, how could he let Xin Mu succeed again, and the Qingwu Sword in his hand was one layer faster, "Thirteen swords of heavy mountain and green fog, heavy fog lock heavy mountain!"

Suddenly, the fog in the air was full of fog, fluttering, and immediately flooded Xin Mu, enveloping half of the sky cloud field. The white mist was swirling, tumbling and surging, and the clothes were wet, and no one could escape.

"Fuck! It's really foggy! I can't see it clearly!" "The Tianyun Field was centered on the place where Gu He and Xin Mu fought, and the white fog drifted within a radius of two miles, blurring everything, and many people stood up in a hurry, but they still couldn't see clearly when they stood up.

"Gu He is not weak!" Nan Huangmen looked at the white mist shrouded in it, and quietly sweated for Xin Mu. Hu Xiaoxiao clenched his hands, his mouth kept moving, and he silently prayed for Xin Mu.

Xin Mu stood in the misty white mist, vaguely saw the figure of the ancient crane dancing constantly, Xin Mu carefully probed the ancient crane's every move with his mental power.

"Poof!" A blue light suddenly flashed out in the white mist, hitting Xin Mu, like a bat flying in the dark night, "When!" The blue light landed on the resisting Heavenly Fire Dragon Knife, making a loud sound.

"Poof! poof......" Countless cyan sword lights flew quietly from the white mist, in groups, their whereabouts were secretive, and the middle one would be shattered.

"Well, that's good!" The wrinkles gathered slightly, a hint of imperceptible smile, and quietly climbed up Gu Tan's old face, Gu Hong Gu Ying and Gu He, and finally Gu He's performance was quite satisfactory to him. Although the kid in Nanhuangmen is not low in cultivation, he may lack combat experience, and he may not be Gu He's opponent.

"Boom!" A cloud of purple-red light exploded without warning, the white mist was all over the field, instantly dyed red, and the Dao Dao fire rose to the sky, the fierce fire, the mountains burned, the heat wave rolled, and in a blink of an eye, the mountain shadow was burned, the white mist was burned, and the clouds were scorched.

The scorching breath came to their faces, and the people in the first few rows of the stands hurriedly dodged back, "Mother, what's going on?" Everyone looked towards the source of the purple-red light.

I saw a fiery red knife, red as blood, red as purple, and the fire was scorching, making people dare not look at it for a long time. The purple-red light shimmered, spewing out visible flames and swaying.

The purple-red knife was held in Xin Mu's hand, Xin Mu's face was slightly red, and his eyes were as bright as a torch, as if there was a flash of fire.

"W-What kind of knife is this? Why are you so domineering?"

"Holy shit! It's fucking awesome! This is the best knife I've ever seen! Who the hell is this kid?"

"Ha Luha! You don't know what Lu Dao is! Let me tell you the truth! His name is Xin Mu, and he is the master of our Zhongxuanmen! That cultivation is not covered!" Some people who know Xinmu's Zhongxuanmen proudly explained to the people around them, "I advise you to join Zhongxuanmen as soon as possible! From now on, this world will be the Zhongxuanmen!"

"Good boy!" Tiger Roaring Mountain slapped his thigh excitedly. Tiger smiled and stared at him with wide eyes, unable to speak. "Ah——!" The three sisters of the East Pylorus exclaimed neatly.

"Huh?" Gu Tan's gray eyebrows frowned, and his old face was cloudy, but from this move, he could already see that the knife technique used by Xin Mu was not simple, and the quality of this knife technique must be above the "Thirteen Swords of Heavy Mountains and Blue Mist", "This knife technique seems familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere?"

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