Of the people in the audience, only a few frowned and struggled to smile.

Lu Chengding's face was dark, his gray eyebrows were almost upside down, he never thought that in just a few days, the Dao Yuan had improved so much, even if he didn't eat, drink or sleep in his cultivation, he shouldn't have it so fast!

The reason for this is naturally unknown to those who don't understand the inside story.

Looking at the blue light like a jade belt, Dao Yuan took a deep breath and said secretly: I remember Lei Luo said that the best way to take revenge is to use the way of the other to return the favor to the other!

The other hand also held the hilt of the sword of life and death, and the surging true yuan was like boiling water, rushing to gush out of the palm, and a mysterious aura gradually appeared on the black sword body, encircling endlessly.

"The first style of the heart sword is 'breaking the mountain'!"

With a low shout from Dao Yuan, the sword body of the Sword of Life and Death seemed to suddenly become a few points thicker, and a three-foot-long black light extended at the end, like a mountain peak suddenly rising underground, with the grand momentum of a landslide, and pressed down on the blue light.

Halfway through the black-clothed disciple, he immediately felt extremely dangerous, and he didn't expect that such a situation would happen to him.

Before, he had a hard encounter with Lei Luo and Huang Chengyu, and he had an absolute advantage in both mentality and strength, but at this moment, he finally realized what kind of mood it was.

The self-confidence of the previous moment was crushed by this unimaginably huge momentum, and his state of mind instantly appeared in a trance, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid the scope of the battle, but the sword intent of the two sides had already touched, and the momentum had been formed, and the two were intertwined, how could he say that he would flash, which was completely beyond his strength.

As a last resort, he had to withdraw a few of his strength to protect himself.

How do you know that this is a big mistake.

The so-called offensive is the momentum at the time of the attack. And momentum is the most important thing at all times.

This swordsmanship of Dao Yuan, named Yingshan Po, means that even if there is a high mountain in front of him, he must take out all his strength, and break it with indomitable progress, and smash it, which is originally the decisive move that pays the most attention to momentum, and this gathering of the black-clothed disciple also represents his momentum gradually weakening, and the defeat appears.

The Dao Yuan who fought with him naturally felt the most sensitive, and the momentum soared again, at that moment, it seemed that the sky shining under the sun was dark, and the huge black sword body, with the awe-inspiring intention of splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain, fell on the cyan jade belt without accident.

"Bang", it was really like the sound of a jade plate falling to the ground and being shattered, and the jade belt-like sword light made a crisp sound when it just came into contact with the black mang.

Immediately after, a second sound sounded......

Third Voice......

Fourth ......

and even countless voices......

The jade belt, which was as verdant as jade, turned into hundreds of thousands of points of light in less than a breath, and retreated several times faster than the momentum when it came. Then, those scattered points of light slowly gathered, and when the points of light completely converged, the figure of the black-clothed disciple also appeared.

He leaned his upper body slightly, his hands trembled violently, the clothes on his forearms had long been gone, and a few dark red blood streams flowed down his fair skin, giving people a strange sense of enchanting and gorgeous.

In the deep-seated eyes, all kinds of emotions in the eyes alternate, shock, disappointment, ruthlessness, determination, pain, and evasion...... And so on and so forth, the only thing that has disappeared is self-confidence.

Dao Yuan held the sword in one hand and walked over step by step.

Originally, it was silent, and it could even be said that it was a very light footstep, but it fell on the ears of the black-clothed disciple, but it was like a giant drum that reached the sky, hitting his heart one after another, and in the depths of his eyes, a crazy meaning gradually appeared.

"I'll fight with you!"

The terrible scream that resounded through the sky shook everyone's eardrums, and the black-clothed disciple held the sword in both hands, and flew up like crazy, and the long sword turned into thousands of cyan cold light, killing the Dao Yuan fiercely.

As soon as this move came out, Dao Yuan's eyes shrank: A thousand stars converge! Could it be that he is actually a member of the Xuantian Sword Sect? No wonder, he would drop such a heavy hand at the thunder! It seems that you are really prepared!

Knowing that the Dao Yuan anger was even worse, the second type of the Heart Sword's 'Broken Sea Current' came out, and the Sword of Life and Death came forward with the power of the sea, and it was greeted with a mighty front.

Hundreds of thousands of sword rain-like cold light, at the moment when they were about to complete the convergence, were split apart by the rushing sword of life and death, and they could no longer show their subsequent power.

The black-clothed disciple was shocked that his sword move was broken, and suddenly saw Dao Yuan raise his foot and kick him, and in shock, he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly dodged and retreated.

Unexpectedly, he retreated quickly, Dao Yuan's attack was even faster, and a flying kick followed him like a shadow, directly hitting the lower abdomen of the black-clothed disciple.

The greatest power of Xingbu is not in long-distance running, but in the interval between dodging and dodging, with extremely delicate and subtle footwork, or dodging, or retreating, or attacking. What's more, one is backward with his back and the other is attacking head-on, so it will naturally be even more difficult for the black-clothed disciple to completely dodge this kick.

What's more, Dao Yuan hated him for being ruthless and injured Lei Luo too badly, so he spared no effort to kick out.

The expression on the black-clothed disciple's face became more and more frightened, he changed several dodging methods in a row, but he still couldn't dodge Dao Yuan's attack, and he didn't dare to turn around immediately, because the moment he turned around, there would inevitably be a delay in dodging, even if it was just a trace, it was enough to be attacked by Dao Yuan.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the edge of the battle platform, he was ruthless, his body was half-twisted, and he stabbed to the side diagonally, and the long sword slashed towards Dao Yuan's legs at the same time.

Dao Yuan let out a long roar, and the Sword of Life and Death swept it with all its might.

Hearing only a soft sound of 'bang', the black-clothed disciple's hand was light, and the long sword was suddenly broken into two, and in his stunned kung fu, Dao Yuan's kick finally landed on his lower abdomen without any tricks.

The black-clothed disciple's body instantly turned into a bow, flying backwards at an even more rapid speed, endless sharp pain spread throughout his body, and he couldn't bear to scream loudly, which made people feel chills in his back, and the half-cut sword also took off his hand and flew into the distance.

In the tumbling, a large mouthful of blood fell on the red carpet, and then disappeared, at this time he only felt that the world was spinning, and there was no place in his body that was not in pain, especially the lower abdomen, which was like a knife.

When he finally stopped, the black-clothed disciple was already covered in blood and embarrassed, and his already pale face was even whiter, and he no longer had the previous arrogance and arrogance, and he was full of spirit, like an unkempt and dying man.

Coughing up a mouthful of blood that seemed to be pieces of internal organs, he looked at Dao Yuan with tears in his eyes and despair: "You...... You're actually ...... Scrapped my dantian...... Yes...... How dare you ...... like that"

Dao Yuan said coldly: "This kick, I returned it to you for Lei Luo." If you just defeat him, even if he is more seriously injured, I will not say anything, my brother is not as good as others, and he can only blame himself. However, you shouldn't have made a heavy hand when he was obviously unable to fight back, and now, if I don't kill you, it's already a great shame for the master of the sea courtyard. ”

"Big brother!"

In the Canglin Martial Academy, as soon as the black-clothed disciple saw his eldest brother injured like this, his eyes immediately turned red, he dodged out of the crowd, rushed over, leaned over and picked him up, and cried out in a choked voice: "Big brother, how are you!?"

"Ten thousand tigers, kill ...... Kill him and ...... for me Revenge! You must kill him......"

These two black-clothed disciples are indeed twins, the elder brother's name is Wan Long, and the younger brother's name is Wan Hu, and they are indeed disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Wiping a handful of tears, Wan Hu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely kill him and avenge you!"

Huo Ran raised his head, Wan Hu looked at Dao Yuan viciously, and his cold voice seemed to come from the Nine Shadows and Deep Cold Hell: "You are so bold! You dare to abolish my eldest brother's cultivation, I swear, I must make you die a hundredfold, thousand, ten thousand times more painful! I will torture you to the point that life is worse than death, break every bone in your body, and let you suffer the most miserable torture in this world......"

Dao Yuan waved the sword of life and death: "Then come on." ”

In the Yunxiao Martial Academy, several disciples suddenly clamored: "Senior Brother Daoyuan, fight him! Let him see how powerful you are!"

"yes, who does he think he is!...... what did he say when he hit us before?"

"That is, a blatant foul, a heavy hand on a person who is unable to fight back, he deserves to be so ......"

"That guy was injured in a normal battle, it's not your fault, senior brother, with all of us supporting you, don't be afraid......"

“......”

When they shouted, the disciples of the other two martial arts academies also followed suit, obviously, they were also holding grievances for their senior brothers, who told Wan Long to be too arrogant and arrogant just now, laughing at them.

Wei Buxuan looked at Xiao Bufan and said in a deep voice: "City Lord Xiao, should you also say something about this matter?"

Xiao Bufan snorted and replied lightly: "Everyone can see clearly, Dao Yuan didn't foul at all, because, before your disciple was injured, he was not defeated, but he had the strength to fight! Master of the Guard, do you think this was the case when he was injured by Lei Luo just now?"

Although there is some bias in the words towards Dao Yuan, Xiao Bufan is indeed a thing, if Wan Long is unable to fight again, or if he admits defeat and surrenders, then Dao Yuan will naturally be considered a foul if he makes another move.

But now, Dao Yuan didn't make a move in this situation, so although the shot was heavy, it was still not a foul.

"However, beating people into cripples, this, you can't say anything!" Next to him, Lu Chengding stood up and looked at Xiao Bufan and said word by word.