Mu Qingfeng, who was dressed in a white robe and brocade clothes and jade belt, walked up to the high platform under the attention of everyone, and there was always a faint smile on his handsome face.

In the audience, under the strong instigation of Mu Yougui and others, the cheers came and went one after another, and they were endless for a long time.

The disciple of the outer courtyard was cold and Xiaofei, with a solemn expression, and slowly stepped onto the stage.

Mu Yougui immediately laughed and said, "Leng Xiaofei, what if you are compared to my eldest brother, hurry up and surrender and admit defeat! lest you be embarrassed!" Haha......"

Ye Daoxing, who was presiding over the competition, glared at him, and Mu Yougui relented.

Ye Daoxing snorted coldly and rang the big bell again.

Leng Xiaofei is talented and has a strong understanding, and he is not as hard as Chen Chufeng, but his cultivation is above him, and among the outer disciples, his strength is only behind Luo Ningchuan.

As soon as he came up, he drew Mu Qingfeng, a god of evil, Leng Xiaofei was a little pessimistic in his heart, but it also aroused his fighting spirit. Mu Qingfeng is powerful, but he is not a vegetarian.

Leng Xiaofei secretly thought that with his own strength, it should not be a problem to fight with him for forty moves, and after thirty moves, he would find an opportunity to take the initiative to admit defeat, so that he would not hurt his anger and save face.

With this in his heart, Leng Xiaofei raised the sword in his hand upside down and gave a salute to Mu Qingfeng, who was ten steps away.

Mu Qingfeng also smiled and returned the salute.

Leng Xiaofei is a master at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, sometimes he even feels that he seems to have mastered a trace of the Mysterious Realm, although it is a little ethereal, but that feeling is by no means an illusion;

His sword, very quickly.

Leng Xiaofei stabbed out with a sword, ten steps away, and it was instantaneous.

The ironwood sword was wrapped in a strong internal force, piercing Mu Qingfeng's heart.

He has practiced this sword countless times, and he has twelve back hands. Even the little elder of their pavilion had a hard time coping, and he was confident that he would be invincible in the next dozens of moves.

That's enough.

Mu Qingfeng turned to the side slightly, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword upside down reached out like lightning, and the hilt hit Leng Xiaofei's chest.

The speed was extremely fast, and before Leng Xiaofei could dodge, the person had already flown upside down for several feet, like a paper kite with a broken line, flying down to the high platform.

Everyone was shocked, and even Mu Yougui was stunned. Before, he tried his best to belittle and ridicule Leng Xiaofei, it was deliberate, and he had no doubts about the latter's strength, but he didn't expect to be defeated easily.

After a long time, a few female disciples reacted, and they all cheered and jumped up, casting a fiery gaze at the proud son of heaven on the stage.

In the elder seat, the elders of all sizes were talking and talking, with a hint of affirmation in their expressions.

Mu Tianhua listened to the unanimous voices around him, his face was pleased, but he thought in his heart: I must reprimand this kid a few words when I go back, in this case, how can I say it, I have to save some face for the other party?

However, what Mu Tianhua didn't expect was that the outer courtyard disciple who was knocked down by his son with a move suddenly laughed out loud, and there were words in his mouth: "I've broken through! I've broken through to the Xuan Realm! haha......" As he spoke, he actually clenched his fist at Mu Qingfeng on the high platform, and thanked him again and again.

Mu Qingfeng smiled and said, "Senior brother doesn't need to be polite, just raise your hands." Now that you've broken through the Mysterious Realm, come up and have a real battle with me again!"

Leng Xiaofei looked stunned, and said loudly: "Senior brother, where is this? If you lose, you lose, I Leng Xiaofei is convinced, and when I turn around, my senior brother wins the top, if there is anyone who dares to take advantage of the danger of others, he must pass me first!"

Mu Yougui only reacted at this moment, it turned out that the eldest brother helped Leng Xiaofei break through the threshold of the Xuan Realm while defeating the enemy with one move, not only winning the competition, but also winning the hearts of the people, and at the same time deterring the rest of the opponents, it was really killing three birds with one stone!

Mu Yougui's admired five-body body threw himself to the ground, and he couldn't help shouting: "Big brother Shenwu, Senior Brother Leng is righteous!"

Leng Xiaofei rolled his eyes when he heard this, and walked back to his seat.

Elder Ye Daoxing stroked his beard, nodded secretly, and then loudly announced that Mu Qingfeng had won.

Facing the cheers of the same door in the audience, Mu Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he walked off the stone platform without hurrying.

Yue Yao couldn't get used to his smile hiding a knife the most, she was disdainful and angry in her heart, and her cheeks were puffed up.

Mu Linchun, who had always had a calm face, smiled and said nothing when he saw Yueyao's appearance. He suddenly looked at the young disciple on the other side and asked, "Are you sure you can defeat him?"

That disciple was Luo Ningchuan, who was recognized as the strongest in the outer court, and he was no stranger to Mu Linchun, but because he was about to go on stage to compete, he was not distracted to talk to him.

Hearing Mu Linchun's question, Luo Ningchuan was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Fifty percent." ”

Mu Linchun nodded, at this moment, Elder Ye Daoxing had already read out the names of the people in the next round of martial arts competition, and among them was Luo Ningchuan.

As the number one master of the disciples of the outer court, Luo Ningchuan's competition will naturally make everyone look forward to it, but his opponent is Yuan Mengxiong.

Although Yuan Mengxiong is also the son of an elder, among several top-notch people, it does not seem to be very special, it can be said that among the five geniuses of the inner court, this person can only be at the bottom.

So this fight has not yet begun, and almost everyone has guessed the ending. And the facts are not as expected, Yuan Mengxiong insisted on fifteen moves under Luo Ningchuan, and was slapped off the high platform by the latter.

Since then, the disciples of the outer court have ushered in their first victory.

Because Mu Qingfeng and Luo Ningchuan's performances were too prominent, the next two fights were not interesting, but they were pleasing to the eye and extremely lively.

As for the final repechage match, of course, it was Leng Xiaofei, who advanced to the Xuan Realm, who defeated the rest of his opponents and regained the opportunity to come on stage again.

The final six are: Mu Qingfeng, Luo Ningchuan, Han Guyun, Leng Xiaofei, Ye Jianying and Mu Youdao.

Among them, Ye Jianying is the son of Ye Daoxing, the elder who presided over the competition. Mu Youdao is a side descendant of the Mu family.

Since it was almost noon, the competition could only continue in the afternoon.

As for the final three that would be born in the afternoon, Mu Linchun could expect that he would not be there that afternoon. Of course, among the disciples of the sect, no one will care whether he comes or not, in the eyes of everyone, he is just a waste material who can't practice martial arts.

Yueyao was not absent, and in the evening, when she told Mu Linchun the names of the last three strong, it was Mu Qingfeng, Luo Ningchuan and Leng Xiaofei as the latter guessed.

This night, Mu Linchun sat alone in the study for a long time, during which Mu Tianjun came once, and after just saying a simple word, he left without even sitting.

Mu Tianjun said to his son Mu Linchun: "Just do what you want! ”

After the sun rose in early autumn, the square of the Red Lotus Sword Sect was filled with people again as it was yesterday.

Today, everyone's state is much more excited than yesterday, and even Sect Master Mu Tianjun, who has always had a cold face, has a subtle change in his expression.

Mu Youzhi, who did not appear yesterday, also appeared in the square today, and a few male disciples from the inner courtyard who looked good, were familiar with her and had a good family background, stepped forward to talk, and she also liked to ignore them, and seemed to be preoccupied.

Before the competition began, Leng Xiaofei, a disciple of the outer court, had already announced his withdrawal from the competition and fully supported Mu Qingfeng. Therefore, there are only two protagonists in today's competition, Mu Qingfeng in the inner courtyard and Luo Ningchuan in the outer courtyard.

Luo Ningchuan was still wearing the light blue clothes worn by ordinary disciples of the outer courtyard today, and his belt was tightly tied, looking like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

Mu Qingfeng always had a harmless expression with a smile on his face, and walked on the stone platform with a steady pace.

After a bell rang, the final battle was about to break out.

Neither of them took the lead, but the more this happened, the more nervous everyone in the audience became.

Mu Yougui's tiger eyes under his thick eyebrows stared at the two people on the stage without blinking, and his palms were overflowing with sweat. He couldn't be clearer about Luo Ningchuan's strength. Once, because of a certain female disciple, he brought a group of people to find trouble with Luo Ningchuan in private, but unexpectedly, more than a dozen people were powerless in front of him, including two disciples of the Great Perfection of the Divine Martial Realm.

What's more, at that time, Luo Ningchuan had not yet reached Tongxuan, and it was already so difficult to deal with, and now that he had stepped into the Tongxuan realm, what was it? He only hoped that Mu Qingfeng would not have any accidents, otherwise if Luo Ningchuan gained power, he would be in trouble in the future.

Time seemed to stand still, and a gust of autumn wind swept by, carrying a few broken maple leaves between the two, and at the same time, Mu Qingfeng's gaze moved.

In the next moment, the tip of the black sword had already pierced.

Regardless of whether Mu Qingfeng's distraction at that moment just now was intentional or unintentional, it was the best time for Luo Ningchuan to take out his sword.

When it comes to the Xuan Realm, the sword can no longer be described as fast alone, but has reached the realm of "Xuan"; the so-called Xuan is a sword handed out, there is a sword outside the sword, and the virtual and the real are combined; just like Luo Ningchuan's sword, before the black wood iron sword arrived, the phantom brought out by the tip of the sword has arrived, if Mu Qingfeng dares to have the slightest distraction, then this sword can defeat him.

Was Mu Qingfeng really accidentally distracted?

Of course not, but even if it was intentional, it was full of danger, so he could only dodge this sword.

However, after dodging the first sword, there is a third sword and a fourth sword......

Luo Ningchuan's swords stabbed out one after another, one sword was faster than the other, one sword was more mysterious than the other, and the power increased.

Mu Qingfeng could only parry or dodge, and the opponent took out ten swords one after another, but he did not return a single sword.

On the periphery of the high platform, more than 3,000 sect disciples were holding their breath, and the huge square was silent. The competition in the Xuan Realm is really extraordinary, it is also a sword competition, and their body skills and speed have reached a terrifying level.

Some disciples who have low cultivation or who are just starting out are completely unable to see the changes in body and position of the two people on the stage, and they only feel that the two of them are like immortals and ghosts, flickering east and west, up and down; it is clear that two people are fighting, but at a certain moment, they are like four or five people fighting, which makes people unpredictable and dizzy.

Mu Tianhua, who had always looked calm in the elder seat, was inexplicably nervous in his heart at this moment. Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, he naturally understood why his son had been unwilling to take the initiative to fight back, this was waiting for an opportunity to kill with one blow. However, Luo Ningchuan, whose talent is not inferior to yours, will not be able to see it? Mu Tianhua secretly scolded his son in his heart, but he was helpless, he couldn't give advice in front of everyone, right?

The two on the stage have fought more than 20 moves like a lightning speed, which is thrilling. Or when a wooden sword touches the ground, it will leave Dao sword marks on the stone platform, just like the fine steel sword in the Red Lotus Sword Pool of Dafeng Mountain, making the surrounding disciples stunned.

Mu Yougui was shocked to see it, and sweat oozed from his forehead.