Seeing that a "cannonball" is about to hit him.

In a panic, Mo Yun's old waist twisted flexibly.

Click-

You can even hear the sound of joint movement.

His legs also turned, like a spinning top, and dodged to the side, avoiding the impact.

Shi Feiyu missed the blow, and made a big slippery mark on the ground with his foot, and finally stopped.

At this time, the positions of the two happened to be reversed.

Mo Yun stood next to Shi Feiyu's door panel giant sword, while Shi Feiyu stood next to 'Heavenly Rust'.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

Both of them stared at each other like this, stalemate.

Suddenly, Shi Feiyu seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

As soon as he said it, Shi Feiyu grabbed the hilt of the 'Heavenly Rust' sword and rushed towards Mo Yun, carrying a rolling wave of aura behind him.

In a hurry, Mo Yun didn't expect Shi Feiyu to be so despicable, looking at the giant sword beside him, Mo Yun tried to mention it.

"Ah~~!"

His face was about to turn the color of a pig's liver, and before he could lift the sword, Mo Yun even began to suspect that his body had not been transformed by the immortal aura.

At this time, the 'Heavenly Rust' in Shi Feiyu's hand also came to Mo Yun's face.

He turned around gorgeously, pretending to be chic, and put the 'heavenly rust' across Mo Yun's neck.

Mo Yun hadn't pulled out his sword yet, so he had to raise his hands.

Shi Feiyu said slowly.

"Senior Brother Mo, you... Lost!"

"Wow!!"

Smack, smack, smack.

There was warm applause from the audience, and the four elders on the stage were also very pleased.

"Congratulations, there is a successor to the three elders!"

"Senior Brother Shi is so powerful!"

"That's too strong, isn't it?"

Even Si Ningdong also looked at Shi Feiyu differently.

"I didn't expect... This little fat man also... That's pretty impressive. ”

......

"Senior brother, senior brother?"

A burst of voice came suddenly.

Shi Feiyu replied subconsciously.

"What's wrong junior brother?"

It turned out that Mo Yun saw this Shi Feiyu standing next to his 'Heavenly Rust' for a long time, and even had a slightly obscene smile on his mouth.

Mo Yun was vigilant, "This guy can't be fighting the idea of 'Heavenly Rust', right? Or is 'Heavenly Rust' actually able to trick people's minds?"

"Uh...."

Coming back from the results of his careful plan, Shi Feiyu wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Shi Feiyu, who had a simple expression just now, suddenly became serious, his eyes were full of murderous intent, which made Mo Yun's heart tremble.

"He's not going to..."

Immediately, Mo Yun also understood something.

Then, the crowd watching the battle saw the next picture.

One of them grabbed the big sword of the door and stood in front of him, like a shield.

The other person was drawing his sword desperately, his face was the color of pig liver, his whole body was bruised, and even the fat was exerting force.

The former is Mo Yun, and the latter is Shi Feiyu.

At that moment just now, the two people on the stage understood what the other party wanted to do, so Mo Yun grabbed the giant sword and wanted to block it, but he didn't expect to usher in the other party's attack for a long time.

Mo Yun tried to pop his head.

I saw Shi Feiyu drawing his sword hard.

With the strength of his giant sword and heavy sword, he couldn't pull out the 'Heavenly Rust' that Mo Yun casually inserted on the ground?

Mo Yun suspected that the other party was acting, so he didn't take the initiative and chose to observe quietly.

At first, Shi Feiyu was holding the hilt of the sword with one hand in a running posture, wanting to rush towards Mo Yun while drawing the sword, but he didn't expect to almost fall to the ground.

This sword .... So heavy?!

Shi Feiyu's heart was full of shock, and he immediately held the hilt of the sword with both hands and lifted it up hard, thinking that he would be able to pull it out this time, but the result was still the same as last time, and the 'Heavenly Rust' didn't move.

On the other hand, Mo Yun on the other side, in Shi Feiyu's imagination, Mo Yun should have been like this, but he saw the other party mention it lightly, and then turned around, blocking the gravel in front of his body.

"Could it be me... Can't lift the sword??"

Seeing that the other party hadn't rushed over yet, Shi Feiyu struggled with this 'rusty', "I still don't believe that I can't pull it out." ”

The five people on the high platform were also dumbfounded when they saw this.

"Shi Tian, you junior... Hahaha. ”

Zeng Yingwu said with a smile.

Third Elder Shi Tian looked helpless, "Shame!"

And the disciples who watched the game in the audience also couldn't help laughing.

"Senior Brother Shi and Senior Brother Mo..... Do you really think of this as a 'stage'?"

"Don't say it, Senior Brother Shi is quite realistic. ”

"Why don't I look like it?"

The disciples chattered and discussed.

Si Ningdong didn't expect such a situation, first, he didn't expect Mo Yun to be able to grab the giant sword easily, and second, he was even more curious about the 'Heavenly Rust'.

After waiting for a while, Mo Yun still watched Shi Feiyu draw his sword there, and he tentatively raised the 'shield' in his hand step by step and walked towards the other party.

Shi Feiyu naturally saw Mo Yun's sneakiness, so he simply didn't draw his sword.

He stood in place, his whole body stirring with a majestic aura enveloping the martial arts platform, and his hands grabbed at the giant sword void in the shape of claws, trying to pull it over.

"Drink!"

He began to exert himself as he tied, and his fat hands trembled.

Mo Yun, who was holding the 'shield', felt this traction and shouted badly.

Now that his 'sky rust' is still with the other party, if he is also taken away with his sword, he will really be defenseless.

grabbed the hilt of the sword immediately to prevent Shi Feiyu from succeeding.

So this competition evolved from drawing a sword to a tug-of-war.

With the blessing of immortal power, Mo Yun quickly gained the upper hand.

Perhaps worried that his grandson would suffer, Shi Tian on the stage couldn't help but propose.

"Let's stand still and start over!"

He said to Mo Zhizhi again, "Sect Master, I don't know when it will take to go on like this, so be it." His tone didn't seem to allow Mo Zhizhi to refute.

Mo Zhizhi pondered for a while, "Since the three elders have spoken, then so be it." ”

Then, the two people on the stage temporarily stopped, passed by, and returned to the original place.

"Senior brother..."

Mo Yun wanted to speak again.

"Needless to say!"

Shi Feiyu didn't let him continue.

"Ugh..."

Mo Yun shook his head, I didn't expect that we had come to this point now, and we had to face each other with swords!

With his right hand, he grasped the hilt of the sword and lifted it easily.

'Heavenly rust' was unearthed, and it seems that a few pieces of rust slag have fallen.

Mo Yun pointed the tip of his sword at Shi Feiyu.

The two looked at each other, and everything was silent.

"Come on!"

The two yelled.

Shi Feiyu dragged the gravel to create a ravine in the ground, carrying sparks.

Mo Yun carried the 'Heavenly Rust' and let it out!

Hmmm-

Whew—

From the audience's point of view, it was like a reddish-brown lightning and a silver lightning collided with each other, and then flashed by.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, two figures slowly appeared in the field, and there were two pieces of debris inserted on both sides of the fat man.

Shi Feiyu turned around, his eyes were shocked and incredible, and his voice trembled.

"You... You're the one who is... Brother, brother. ”

With a pop, he fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

Only then could I see that Shi Feiyu's clothes had been neatly torn into two parts from his waist, and the incision matched the incision on the gravel.

On the other side, the 'Heavenly Rust' in Mo Yun's hand had also reversed the blade of the sword, and was crossed by Mo Yun on the side of his waist.

He stood up from one knee to the ground.

His long hair was simply draped behind him, and his face was covered with a slight bead of sweat, as if he had just experienced a vicious battle and was exhausted.

At this time, a breeze came from nowhere, blowing gently, blowing Mo Yun's robe, his long hair dancing with the wind, and the corners of his mouth were like a confident smile.

The sun shone on him, but it caused countless admiration below, but fortunately, there was only one girl here, Si Ningdong.

At this time, if you can see Mo Yun's eyes clearly, then you will definitely feel puzzled.

Because of him.

Eyes glazed!

Muttered to himself, as if he couldn't believe it.

"I actually... So... So fierce?!"

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