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.

On the high platform, Mu Qingfeng and Luo Ningchuan were fighting fiercely.

Luo Ningchuan's sword is mainly fast, and at this moment, he no longer has any back hand, and every sword is handed over without leaving room at all.

Mu Qingfeng was forced by his sword momentum, and it was difficult to ride a tiger, at first he wanted to focus on defense, and when he found an opportunity, he would defeat the enemy with one move. Now it's a good thing, Luo Ningchuan's sword is a little faster than he imagined, this is not the strength he showed before.

Obviously, Luo Ningchuan hid his strength in the previous competition.

Mu Qingfeng put away his usual smiling appearance, and his expression was extremely solemn. This made Mu Yougui, who was already frightened in the audience, raise his throat, he was good friends with Mu Qingfeng on weekdays, and most of the bastard things he did were instructed by him; if Mu Qingfeng couldn't seize the Qingtian Sword and couldn't be cultivated as an heir, then he wouldn't have a good time in the future.

Only then did Mu Qingfeng realize that Luo Ningchuan was not at all new to the Xuan Realm, and it could be seen from the ups and downs of the other party's qi that he was on par with his own realm.

The corners of Mu Qingfeng's mouth rose, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a red light flashed in his pupils, and his qi rose rapidly, and then every sword he struck, he was enveloped in wind and thunder.

A moment later, Mu Qingfeng's sword was within the reach of his sword, and the stone platform under the feet of the two of them was hit with bursts of gravel powder, which immediately enveloped a large area of the ring.

Then, the color of everyone in the audience changed, because at this strange moment, Luo Ningchuan was suddenly bounced out of the haze, and the person was still in mid-air, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Everyone froze.

This result was not unexpected, but the process was somewhat unexpected. First, Luo Ningchuan hid his strength and forced Mu Qingfeng to be restrained, and finally he was defeated by the latter in the gravel mist. But no one can see how Luo Ningchuan was defeated and how he was ejected.

After a few inhales, the fog on the high platform dissipated, and Mu Qingfeng, who was dressed in a splendid white robe, reappeared in everyone's field of vision. That signature smile appeared on the handsome face again.

He seemed to inadvertently glance at Mu Yougui in the audience, who took the lead in shouting, and then set off a cheer.

Sure enough, Mu Qingfeng is what everyone expects.

But at this moment, in the elder seat, all the great elders' faces were a little weird, especially Mu Tianhua, who did not have a trace of joy at his son's victory, but had a blue face.

Sect Master Mu Tianjun's face actually showed a sneer, and he said in a deep voice: "Tianhua, this is the good son you taught. ”

After finishing speaking, in the stunned eyes of the elders, he shook his hand away.

Mu Tianhua watched his eldest brother leave, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he was helpless.

Mu Qingfeng's qi qi climbed just now, and he used one of the mental methods in the Red Lotus Sword Sect's internal strength mental method, "Red Lotus Sutra"; this mental method, known as "Buddha's Anger and Broken Lotus", was explicitly forbidden by the sect for anyone to cultivate, and even the second-generation junior elders did not know the existence of this mental method.

Mu Qingfeng's father, Mu Tianhua, is not only the younger brother of the head of the family, but also the chief elder with the most power among the second-generation elders. As the second-in-command of the Red Lotus Sword Sect, he naturally knew about the existence of this mental method, so when his son asked why it was extremely difficult to cultivate the internal strength of this sect, he told Mu Qingfeng about this mental method.