Mo Xingxing's sword was cut into three pieces by Yu Chi Xinfeng's sword. He didn't seem to believe his eyes, and he stood there in a daze, as if he had been stunned.

Wei Chi Xinfeng saw that the opponent's sword was broken, and it was not easy to continue the attack, after all, this was an internal competition, and there was no death between the two factions.

He saw that Mo Xingxing was standing in place and did not move, and he also felt a little strange, afraid that the opponent would make some strange moves, so he jumped with his feet and flashed beside him, of course, no one needed to judge the result of this competition. Naturally, he won.

After being stunned for a moment, Mo Xing came back to his senses. He threw the broken sword in his hand into the ground, and said hatefully:

"I don't accept it, it's my weapon that can't work, and I lose on the sword. ”

When everyone saw him throw this, they actually plunged the broken sword into the ground almost completely, leaving only the hilt of the sword in their hands, and they couldn't help but look at him differently, and still believed what he just said.

Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to the sword in Wei Chi Xinfeng's hand, wanting to find out the reason for the victory from his sword. Wei Chi Xinfeng didn't insert the sword into the scabbard, and he didn't know if it was because he was worried about someone attacking, or because he was nervous.

But in appearance, there is nothing special about this sword in his hand, whether it is length, color, or appearance, it is no different from an ordinary sword.

Wang Buliu also glanced at Wei Chi Xinfeng's sword a few times, but he didn't see any clues.

And the fight between the two just now was genuine, and no one took advantage of anything.

Wang Buliu was afraid that the apprentice would continue to lose his ugliness, his eyes widened, and he didn't speak, but waved his hand back, signaling Mo Xingxing to retreat.

He slowly drew his sword, his left thumb and index finger were pulled into a circle, and with a flick of his index finger, his sword made a dragon-like "buzzing" sound.

Everyone knows that this is a sword, not an ordinary thing.

Everyone's eyes turned to this side in unison.

Wang Buliu pointed his sword at the ground and said in a loud voice:

"What else do you have to say, it's time for me to compete with you, Master Nan. If you defeat the sword in my hand, then everything is up to you, and if you lose on my sword, there are things at that level that are not up to you. ”

"I don't think there's any need to be in such a hurry, Master Wang. It's a pity that we viewers missed such a wonderful competition, I think you two should still meet the wishes of all of us, just wait for the end of the four-person competition over there and then compare?"

Ren Xiaoyao was watching on both sides, he didn't really want to watch the competition between the two, he felt that if Gu Shuzi won over there, then there was no need to continue the competition.

Because even if there is another competition, even if Wang Buliuxing wins, the result is that the Kunlun faction loses, and there is no value in the competition.

Another point is that if everyone really fights, it is not good for anyone, and it is even worse for this group.

"Master, I think it's better to wait until they are done before you fight, so that we can feast our eyes. ”

Mo Xingxing also said to his master Wang Buliuxing on the side.

Everyone saw that Mo was happy and had no shame, he looked heartless, angry and funny.

Unexpectedly, the king didn't stay or scolded Mo Xing, glanced at the place where the fight was fighting, and said:

"Listen to the persuasion and get half. I'm at my disposal. We'll wait until that's over there. ”

Everyone focused their attention on that side.

At this time, the fight was fierce, and I saw four swords, wrapped in a piece of silver light. Sometimes a silver light forms a silver wall, and sometimes a silver light rolls around on the ground like a glittering mercury ball.

Sometimes the four swords were like four swimming dragons, swimming in front of and behind them, and sometimes the four swords were like four lightning bolts, bursting on the four of them and disappearing.

Two swords against two swords, sometimes tight, sometimes loose, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

Over time, the forces of the two sides can be glimpsed and different.

On the side of the Hengshan faction, the skills of the two are relatively average, and neither Che Heng nor Lu Zhengtong is much stronger than the one over there.

But there is a clear difference between the forces of the Kongtong faction. It is obvious that Kung Fu has the upper hand, it is Gu Shuzi. Among the four of them, he has a higher sword kung fu.

Now the two sides are hard to decide. The reason is that although he is one piece taller than his opponent, he carries a drag oil bottle with him.

Zhang Wangxi was a little inferior to the other two, and he didn't dare to attack his opponent with confidence. What's more, the two opponents are not ordinary people, and it will not be easy to win easily.

I didn't dare to attack with all my strength, and if I wanted to take care of Zhang Wangxi, I was a little timid. But the two opponents can attack with all their might.

The own side is discounted, but the other party can play normally, and all the two sides will be inseparable for a while.

The two sides fought a few more rounds, and at this time, Che Heng and Lu Zhengtong suppressed the opponent's momentum. Wang Buliu was in a hurry, his swordsmanship was much higher than Che Heng and Lu Zhengtong, and now he had seen the disadvantages of the other party, if he was replaced by him, he could take down the opponent with one move.

But it was inconvenient for him to speak, let alone speak. Anyway, Wang Buliu is the master of a faction. There is also a question, Che Heng and Lu Zhengtong are not disciples of his Kunlun faction, how can they guide others.

One faction points out other factions, but it is a big taboo in the Jianghu sect. If it's usual, the two factions exchange and learn, it doesn't matter. In this kind of public place, as long as you speak and give advice, others will not only not thank you, but will also regard you as the number one enemy who does not give face.

Because you're talking nonsense where you shouldn't.

The king did not stay, so he had to frown. Several times, the sword in his hand involuntarily clenched tightly, and the tip of the sword kept trembling.

A few more times, he glanced at Mo Xingxing's broken sword a few times, if he didn't talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, he only needed to kick the underground broken sword with a light kick, and he would immediately defeat the opponent.

But he could only hold back. Identities are different.

Now the situation on the field has changed again.

Gu Shuzi forcibly used the two tricks of star-moon contending for glory and Xingyun Liushui, forcing Che Heng and Lu Zhengtong towards the center of the courtyard dam, and the scene of the fight moved to the place where Wang Buliuxing and Mo Xingxing were standing.

Wang Buliuxing secretly sweated for the car and the road in his heart. If the two really lose, then even if he wins Nangong Xi, he will lose.

He glanced at the broken sword at Mo Xingxing's feet twice. Two severed swords, one in the ground, and the other in the ground.

Mo Xingxing seemed to understand the master's eyes and understood his intentions.

Suddenly, Mo Xingxing kicked the heel of his right foot, and kicked and sent it with his toes. The broken sword inserted in the ground was like a flying knife, with the sound of breaking through the air, and it shot over with a "snort".

Although everyone was watching the fight of the four of them, they were all people who practiced martial arts, and when they saw a cold light flashing, they all knew that someone was casting a hidden weapon, but time did not allow anyone to think about it, to prepare, and there was no way to stop it.

The direction of this broken sword is obviously aimed at Gu Shuzi, and it is to cost Gu Shuzi, the strongest of the four.

Everyone shouted "ah" softly, and the broken sword had rushed to Gu Shuzi's front door.