Yue Ziyao sighed faintly: "After so many years, in addition to not refusing to eat, that little guy has a little less enemies, and he still ignores me. ”

Spirit beasts are difficult to tame, and this Mu Wanfeng knows that it is reasonable for the three-tailed marten to have this kind of performance.

"Senior Sister Yue, don't you want to wait for the three-tailed mink to approve you before you get ready to go through the door?"

Yue Ziyao took a sip, but before she could answer, the audience began to get impatient.

"Mu Wanfeng, do you fight or not, if you don't fight, get down, don't waste time!" a disciple of Ling Xiao Pavilion shouted.

At this time, another person answered: "Hmph~ Isn't he fighting?

Mu Wanfeng shook her head helplessly, and said abruptly: "Alas, I am so jealous, Senior Sister Yue, let's start, otherwise you will also be implicated." ”

Yue Ziyao nodded, and didn't say more, took out a light cyan spirit sword, and waited for it.

Mu Wanfeng took out a spirit sword, pointed at it from afar, and shouted, "Senior Sister Yue, I'm going to go!"

"Well, it's better to see than to hear, I also want to learn from Senior Brother Mu's tricks, come on. Yue Ziyao smiled and said.

Wen Yi in the crowd in the audience, hearing this conversation, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, his forehead was bruised, and he almost rushed to the stage without holding back, beating the evening breeze.

Wen Yi and a few people are ranked behind, and the time is still early, how can there be any reason to come and watch the battle?

Wen San held back a smile and added oil and vinegar to the side: "Oops~ There is a delicious taste in the world, called dumplings, and there is a mood in the world, called sister-in-law!"

Syllable!

Wen Er slapped him on the head and said, "There is a saying in the world called 'my violent temper'." ”

Just when Wen Er reprimanded, Mu Wanfeng in the ring had already moved.

In an instant, Mu Wanfeng disappeared in place, leaving a light gray afterimage wherever he passed, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

The commotion in the audience stopped abruptly, and the audience was silent!

Seeing this scene, Gu Taiqing and the others finally knew that Mu Wanfeng's victory yesterday was not a fluke. The speed he showed at this moment alone was enough to stand out from the crowd.

Yue Ziyao's pupils constricted, she was shocked, she wanted to let Mu Wanfeng a little, but now she didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly retreated.

However, Mu Wanfeng was like a mountain spirit ghost, like a shadow, and after a few breaths, he came to her and smiled at her.

Immediately after a flash of silver light, Mu Wanfeng's spirit sword slashed over.

Between the lightning and flint, Yue Ziyao's body was like a wicker, bending flat to the left in an extremely exaggerated arc.

At the same moment, the pale cyan spirit sword slashed towards Mu Wanfeng's arm, attacking and defending.

Mu Wanfeng didn't dare to slack off, stomped on the ground with one foot, jumped into the distance, and then didn't stop for half a minute, and swung his sword at Yue Ziyao again.

Both of them have exerted their speed to the extreme, and the people with poor strength in the audience can hardly capture the movements of the two.

I could only hear that in the ring, the spirit swords kept fighting, making sonorous sounds, and there were sparks flying in my eyes, and the waves of qi were rolling......

Regarding Mu Wanfeng's performance, even Wan Beichen, who was a master, was extremely surprised, let alone others.

Although he knew that Mu Wanfeng's strength was good, he had never seen it after all, and he estimated that Mu Wanfeng would also be able to fight against the four or five monks of Jindan.

This time, he was asked to participate in the Jindan period competition, and he also had the attitude of giving it a try, wanting to hone and hone Mu Wanfeng more.

Unexpectedly, Mu Wanfeng actually fought with Yue Ziyao, who was in the ninth level of the Jindan period.

Where is this honing Mu Wanfeng, it is completely Mu Wanfeng honing others!

After a fierce fight, Mu Wanfeng felt more and more pain in his chest, and it seemed that the wound was cracking again, so he dodged and retreated into the distance.

Mu Wanfeng could feel that Yue Ziyao's strength was below average among the Jindan Nine Heavy Cultivators, far from Xiang Xuelan's top talents.

This is also the reason why he has been able to fight with him until now with his injured body.

But even so, if you can't attack it for a long time, it will be very bad for your own situation. What's more, there is also a lightning falcon on the sidelines......

The lightning falcon should have been ordered by Yue Ziyao not to participate in the battle, so he has not made a move until now.

"Senior Sister Yue, you are so humble, but you look down on me?"

Seeing Mu Wanfeng pointing at the lightning falcon, Yue Ziyao raised her eyebrows and said, "Senior Brother Mu is injured, if I let Xiaoqing help me again, I will not be able to win." ”

"Oh, Senior Sister is so sure that she can win me?" Mu Wanfeng said with a smile.

Yue Ziyao said: "Although Senior Brother Mu moved fast before, he didn't make a smooth move, and his eyebrows were faintly beating, so he must have been involved in the wound. ”

"In this way, as long as it takes a long time, you will inevitably lose, so it is better to use all your strength as soon as possible......"

Full strength?

The people in the audience were all shocked when they heard this, it is still not Mu Wanfeng's full strength? What kind of monster is this guy?

The rest of the people didn't believe that Mu Wanfeng had retained his strength, but the people who saw him competing yesterday thought of his last sword, and it was gorgeous in an instant.

"As you wish!"

Mu Wanfeng no longer retained, his feet stepped continuously, and a fierce sword intent climbed, and when it reached the extreme, his eyes seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts.

The lightning falcon felt the power and became restless, but because of Yue Ziyao's order, it still didn't attack.

Yue Ziyao wanted to see the power of that sword, but she didn't stop Mu Wanfeng from gathering momentum.

After a while, Mu Wanfeng's steps suddenly stopped, and at this moment, the whole world seemed to be the only one left.

One person, one sword, pointing to the sky!

Everyone held their breath, as if there was only a moment, and as if ten thousand years had passed, Mu Wanfeng finally moved again.

All the colors of heaven and earth turned into that purple ray, carrying the ultimate sword intent.

Purple Moon Sword in the Heart of the Piano

A sword - listen to the red dust!

The lightning falcon felt the monstrous might, and the protector was anxious, but after all, he didn't hold back, and turned into a streamer, blocking in front of Yue Ziyao.

And the castration was unabated, and the one-foot-long sharp mouth collided with the tip of the spirit sword stabbed by Mu Wanfeng.

Bang!

A strong wave of qi spread out in a circle, and the huge shock generated by the spiritual power pushed Mu Wanfeng backwards and flew back.

"Huh!"

The lightning falcon let out a painful hiss, and its one-foot-long pointed beak actually cracked a hole and split in both sides.

"Xiaoqing!"

Seeing this, Yue Ziyao hurriedly flew over to hug him, and took out an elixir for the Lightning Falcon to swallow.

The lightning falcon's pain eased slightly, rubbing against Yue Ziyao's hand, but it still kept whispering.

Mu Wanfeng, who was standing still in the distance, flashed a flush on his face, and then swallowed the blood blocked in his throat hard.

"Senior Sister Yue, it's really not my intention to have such a situation, that ......"

When the lightning falcon heard Mu Wanfeng's voice, it suddenly became extremely irritable, and a pair of eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, and then broke free from Yue Ziyao, and its six wings slashed towards Mu Wanfeng.

"Xiaoqing, come back!" Yue Ziyao shouted eagerly.

Xiaoqing's realm is in the first level of the Purple Mansion, if you try your best, coupled with its terrifying speed, it will not be a problem to kill the monks of the second level of the Purple Mansion.

Yue Ziyao couldn't figure out why Mu Wanfeng's sword just now, at most, had the strength of Zifu, but it could hurt Xiaoqing.

And the sharp beak that Xiaoqing relies on to survive, how can it be cracked with a simple attack?

At this moment, under Xiaoqing's anger, Yue Ziyao was really worried that it would tear Mu Wanfeng apart.

Yue Xiangchen and Wan Beichen suddenly stood up from their chairs, and hurried towards Mu Wanfeng in unison.

However, at this moment, a round head suddenly appeared on Mu Wanfeng's chest.

The eyes the size of millet mung beans glanced coldly at the lightning falcon that was galloping, and then retracted indifferently.

Before anyone could understand what was going on, the lightning falcon suddenly stopped in the air, fell back to the ground and shivered, not daring to move forward even an inch.

Mu Wanfeng's crisis was lifted, Wan Beichen and Yue Xiangchen also stopped, the two glanced at each other, looking at each other with an inexplicable expression.

The person who was expecting Mu Wanfeng to die under the claws of the spirit beast couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a pity, just a little bit.

"Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you?"

Yue Ziyao rushed forward and hugged the Lightning Falcon again, on the one hand, she was really worried about it, and on the other hand, she was also worried that the Lightning Falcon would break out again and hurt people.

But how did she know that the current lightning falcon, because she was glared at by Xiaomi, was frightened by the shadow of death, how could she dare to attack Mu Wanfeng again?

Others didn't understand, but Mu Wanfeng knew it very clearly, and Xiaomi ran out coldly, exuding a wave of Wang Ba's aura.

even went back to the clothes, hid his merit and fame, and became more and more a master.

When Mu Wanfeng approached, Yue Ziyao finally noticed that something was wrong, the lightning falcon seemed to be afraid of Mu Wanfeng, and couldn't help but want to break free and flee to the back.

"Senior Brother Mu, what did you do to Xiaoqing?"

Mu Wanfeng also noticed the lightning falcon's movements, so she took a few steps back before she spoke, "Uh...... It may just be too frightened, and it will probably go back to recuperate for a day, and it will be fine. ”

"But its mouth, I can't cure it, maybe Senior Sister Xiang has a way to ......"

"Is this true?" Yue Ziyao was a little skeptical.

Mu Wanfeng smiled bitterly: "If I dare to deceive, Brother Wen will probably pull out my skin!"

Yue Ziyao nodded, looked sideways at Gu Taiqing in the audience, and said, "Master Master, this competition was won by Senior Brother Mu." ”

After speaking, she picked up the lightning falcon and went to the stage to find Xiang Xuelan.

Mu Wanfeng touched her nose, slapped her chest hard, and scolded in a low voice.

"I can still block the lightning falcon, in the future in Yuntian Palace, as long as I don't have to worry about my life, you can be honest, after all, the tree is very popular. ”

"Idiot, do you think you're not a big tree now?" Mi chirped.

Mu Wanfeng said angrily: "Then don't add fuel to the fire! I'm so eye-catching, it's not for our future rations?"

"I'm working so hard, and I'm going to be scolded by you, a broken bird, is the aura I earned being fed rice?"

Although Yue Ziyao still had the strength to fight again, Mu Wanfeng's ability to break through the lightning falcon's sharp beak had already proved his strength.

So Gu Taiqing didn't get too entangled, got up and said: "Yuntian Palace, Mu Wanfeng wins!"