If this sword goes down, no matter what kind of genius disciple of the Divine Sword Pavilion is, or the personal disciple that the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch is proud of, they will all see hell.

Tianchen Lingjun was anxious and annoyed at the moment, but there was still a glimmer of hope.

How could his apprentices be so useless?

He must still have the strength to dodge this sword, and he will definitely be able to defeat the man of fortune......

But until the white sword light arrived in front of Mu Shengxun's body, he still stood in place in a motionless posture.

His apprentice's eyes were extremely calm, and there was even a kind of relief that the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch had never seen before.

Mu Shengxun slowly closed his eyes.

Between the lightning and flint, a figure pounced, and his body fell backwards.

The white sword sliced over their heads, and he heard a muffled grunt from the man who pounced on him, blood spurting onto his face, and he opened his eyes, which were covered in scarlet.

Bang!

Mu Shengxun's back slammed into the test table.

He only felt a violent shock in his internal organs, and the blood in his mouth could no longer stop spurting out.

When he regained his breath, he found that there was still a person pressing on his body.

Cheng Zhaozhao!

Mu Shengxun was shocked.

"Hide...... I don't know how to hide, Senior Brother Mu, you are really stupid!" Cheng Zhaozhao said this, his head tilted, and he fainted.

Cheng Zhaozhao's head slammed into his chest.

'Poof', Mu Shengxun is another mouthful of blood.

Once again, the viewing platform was as quiet as a chicken.

Even the stone curtain didn't react.

"Stuck, stuck?" Pei Jiao couldn't help but look up at the stone curtain and said.

"Card, card, you're big!"

Zhao Yuanlang flew down from the viewing platform, but the protective array on the competition platform had not yet been opened, so he could not go up.

Mu Shengxun sat up with difficulty, and looked down at Cheng Zhaozhao, whose face was as pale as paper in his arms.

He held her hand for a while, and when he raised his hand, his hand was full of blood, and then he noticed that Cheng Zhaozhao's back had already broken a huge hole, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"I admit defeat!" Mu Sheng shouted at the stone curtain without thinking about it.

"Nine Thousand Cheng Zhaozhao wins!" Shi Mu coldly announced.

"Zhao Zhao!" Zhao Yuanlang rushed onto the test table, but there was a figure faster than him, he stopped and watched Ji Junsu, who fell from the sky, hug Zhao Zhao from Mu Shengxun's arms.

Blood flowed down his jade-white robe, and a chill flashed in Ji Junsu's extremely shallow eyes, his mouth was pursed, and his body seemed to have no temperature.

"Palace Master Ji, come with me. The red-faced elder on the viewing platform shouted.

Ji Junsu didn't say a word, hugged Cheng Zhaozhao and left with Elder Hongyan.

Bang!

Behind them, Mu Shengxun fell to the ground.

"Mu Shengxun!" Zhao Yuanlang rushed over again, and this time another person appeared in front of him.

"I've seen Lingjun. Zhao Yuanlang saluted slightly.

Tianchen Lingjun didn't look at him, and left with Mu Shengxun, who was seriously injured.

Zhao Yuanlang spread his hands.

All of them are faster than him.

With some embarrassment, he walked around the test bench and pointed to the cracked ground.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, you see, this is really miserable than the destruction of the test platform, and if it goes on like this, it will definitely affect the performance of the monks in the future. Come on, hurry up and fix it. ”

Beiyuan's Yuanying senior, who was in charge of the repair of the test platform, flew over, and snorted angrily: "You say it?"

Zhao Yuanlong: "......"

After a long time, there was a discussion on the viewing platform: "So, that one battle is the one Sword Monarch wins?"

A monk replied: "What do you mean? Originally, she was the winner in her hands, if it weren't for her last mercy, Liucang Sword Monarch would have been a dead soul under the sword." ”

"Their relationship is really good, look at our sect, it's not bad if you don't take the opportunity to cut you twice. ”

The female cultivators are envious, the childhood sweethearts have nothing to guess or anything, when will "Eagle Strike the Sky" have a sect story about the two of them?

"What nonsense is telling the truth. Side to go. ”

"Tsk, hearing you say that, could it be that the Unified Sword Monarch has an intention on the Liucang Sword Monarch? I want to attract the attention of the Liucang Sword Monarch in this way......"

"If it were you, would you use such a critical method to get a man's attention?"

The female nuns expressed their disdain, and there were many male nuns in the world. Besides, in their opinion, the Unity Sword Monarch is also an extremely good person, where is it necessary to do this?

There was a lot of talk all over the viewing platform.

From the last sword used by the Unity Sword Monarch, to the relationship between the Unity Sword Monarch and the Liucang Sword Monarch, to the last Ji Palace Lord to appear. They urged "Eagle Strikes the Sky" to release a new edition as soon as possible, and pinned all their hopes for revealing secrets on this booklet that people can't stop reading it.

The test bench was repaired as before, and the Jindan final continued.

It's just that the cultivators haven't recovered from that earth-shattering competition for a long time, so that they are a little lacking in interest in watching the following competitions, and even the applause is scarce.

It wasn't until the Honghu Sect Si Baiyun fought against Gu Qining of the Cangjian Sect that the cultivators on the viewing platform rekindled their enthusiasm.

......

A few days later;

"Pain, pain, pain, Elder Hongyan, be merciful, lighter. Cheng Zhaozhao, who was lying on the bamboo couch, wailed.

Elder Hongyan dipped a little healing elixir with a soft brush, gently applied it to her back, and shook her head with a smile.

"You, now you know it's painful, why did you have to stop it for someone at that time?"

Do you know how much spiritual power she and the palace master Ji used to stabilize her injuries.

"Block, no, no, Elder Hongyan, you misunderstood, I didn't go to block, I just didn't have time to dodge, and I was scratched. ”

Elder Hongyan looked at the deep wound on her back and said, "If you are any longer, the person will be split in half." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was also afraid for a while when he heard this, he knew that he shouldn't have used that sword, and almost chopped Mu Shengxun to death.

At that time, she realized that Mu Shengxun on the other side had no power to resist at all, so she tried her best to remedy it, but fortunately, she still had the teleportation charm sent by Senior Sister Zhang.

Otherwise, Mu Shengxun was killed by her sword in the competition, then she would really regret it for the rest of her life.

Before the competition came to the stage, she also swore that she would know the proportions, but the competition was too fun, and she just wanted to do her best at that time, so that it created that situation.

Elder Hongyan helped her apply the elixir, helped her re-bandage, and covered her with a brocade quilt.

"Well, the wound heals well. From this day on, I will not come again. ”

"Thank you, Elder Hongyan. Cheng Zhaozhao turned his head.

"Don't move, just lie on your stomach. Elder Hongyan advised: "It will take a while to cultivate, and as for the future competition, you must not be strong." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded again and again: "I know, if the injury is not good, I will give up at that time." ”

Elder Hongyan left, and the door opened again.

This time it was Ji Junsu who came in, holding a bowl of colorful things in his hand.

Cheng Zhaozhao turned his head sideways and grinned: "This time, I want to thank you for helping to heal my injuries." ”

Listening to Elder Hongyan, the few days she was in a coma were all because Ji Jun stabilized the disordered breath in her body for her until she woke up.

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