Shang Huai crossed the long sword in his hand, which was also a Xuan-rank weapon, and held it above his head.

This scene made his master and the second elder old man feel sorry for him, regretting that Shang Huai chose to resist rather than confront, with his strength, if he used all his strength, of course, he could be on par with this poor form of the Rulai Divine Sword, but now, since he chose to defend, then naturally he has already lost.

Really.

Bite.

With a crisp sound, the Xuan-rank weapon in Shang Huai's hand was actually folded into two pieces.

The Rulai Divine Sword, which broke through the defense, was about to pierce into Shang Huai's body.

Hmmm-

At the last moment, a figure watching the battle on the high platform flickered, and then appeared on the stage.

With the power of two fingers, the huge momentum on this sword was forcibly dissolved, and then, this Xuan-rank long sword was also split and broken into pieces, and only the tip of its sword remained in that person's hand.

The person who appeared was Mo Zhizhi, who was the sect master, and he was one step faster than the ram industry and came to Wutai to stop this killing move.

For the rest of his life, Shang Huai's legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

On the other side, Deng Yongchang also fell down because of the exhaustion of spiritual power, and was caught by the disciples who were watching from the audience.

Mo Zhizhi looked at the situation in front of him and said after comprehensive consideration.

"In this competition, Shang Huai won. ”

Hearing this, the eyes of one of the people watching the battle on the high platform froze, but they immediately covered it up and remained silent.

Mo Zhizhi's announcement also has a certain reason, Deng Yongchang's strength has reached the ninth layer of Qi refining Great Perfection, as long as he gets the Foundation Building Dan, he can build the foundation at any time and step into the foundation building period, but naturally he is not the senior brother all the way in this Qi refining period, besides, if according to the rules, Deng Yongchang has already come out of the martial arts stage, and it can also be judged that he failed.

Then, Mo Zhizhi used his spiritual power to wrap these broken swords and fragments, and only after the countertop was cleaned did he start to announce.

"Next, Dabi continues, the seventh Mo Yun, the battle, and the eighth Shi Feiyu. ”

Then he soars into the air and lands in his seat.

"It's over, it's your turn. ”

Mo Yun looked around in a panic, he wanted to know who his opponent was first.

At this moment, a fat man came out of the pile, with a face full of meat, holding a beer belly, and dragging a giant sword, as thick as a door panel.

He tapped his toes and leaped forward.

Knock –

The martial arts platform seemed to shake, as if it couldn't bear his weight.

Then, he placed the greatsword beside him, and there was another loud bang.

Someone said, "Senior Brother Nine, it's actually him, I don't know who his opponent is?"

"IX. Ninth Senior Brother?"

"It's... It's not going to... It is... Shi Feiyu!"

Mo Yun grew his mouth, and his eyes asked for help from Mo Zhizhi.

- Didn't you say that he was refining qi at the fifth level?

- That's right, because his cultivation path is not quite the same as others, resulting in his strength not being quite the same as others.

-Dad, you're cheating on me!

- Alright, go up quickly, let me see the true strength of your kid too.

The exchange between the two was brief and swift.

Mo Yun looked at Si Ningdong again.

"Ning Dong, you say... Am I going to be stoned to death?"

Si Ningdong looked at Shi Feiyu on the stage with a curious expression, and was looking at him repeatedly, and glanced at Mo Yun with slanted eyes.

"All I know is that if you disgrace Uncle Mo, he might beat you to death. ”

"Ah~~"

Mo Yun reluctantly climbed up.

That's right, unlike other disciples, he jumped up and then shook a beautiful sword flower.

Seeing that this was still a bit high, Mo Yun chose a safe way and climbed up from the wooden ladder on the side.

Mo Zhizhi on the stage and Si Ningdong on the stage saw Mo Yun so heartfelt, and they all hid their faces and turned their heads away.

And some of the disciples who watched the game couldn't help but say.

"It's. . . Senior Brother Mo, right?

Another person next to him hurriedly stopped.

"Eh, don't talk nonsense, be careful that the sect master gives you individual training!"

The man quickly covered his mouth.

On the stage, after Mo Yun stood firm, Shi Feiyu on the opposite side hugged his fists and introduced himself first.

"In Xia Shi Feiyu, I have heard the name of Senior Brother Mo for a long time, and I dare to ask for advice today. ”

Seeing the other party's honest and honest appearance, coupled with a meaty appearance, made Mo Yun feel that the other party had a sense of joy.

Mo Yun also opened his mouth to introduce.

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Shi, don't dare to advise, let's just go through the motions, don't hurt yourself. ”

It was a kind reminder to let Shi Feiyu leave some strength when he made a move, but when it reached his ears, it changed its taste.

Shi Feiyu was stunned and touched his head.

"Hahaha, even if the senior brother makes a move, I can resist, my skin is thick!"

After that, he shook his fat meat.

What a natural armor!

The corners of Mo Yun's mouth twitched.

Dude, that's not what I meant!

Seeing that the other party had misunderstood, Mo Yun spoke again, "Senior brother's strength is really the fifth layer of qi refining now?"

Shi Feiyu nodded affirmatively, "That's right, but how can Senior Brother's strength be at the fifth level of Qi refining, isn't it bluffing me?"

Mo Yun waved his hand.

"I'm really a fifth-level Qi refiner, and I'm not lying about it. ”

"emmm, senior brother..."

Mo Yun was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted.

"Let's get out of the sword!"

Shi Feiyu really didn't want to continue chatting with Mo Yun, and seeing that Mo Yun hadn't released the weapon in his hand yet, he took the initiative to remind him.

"Uh... All right. ”

Mo Yun reluctantly took out his weapon.

The right hand is thrown in front of him, diagonally down, and the palm of the hand is in the shape of a handle, communicating the 'heavenly rust' in the body.

Subsequently, the spiritual power around Mo Yun's body also spread out, and a faint light appeared in his hand.

An ancient and worn long sword extended from the hilt to the tip of the sword and appeared in Mo Yun's hand.

Buzz –

The swords in the waists, backs, and hands of everyone in the field trembled, as if they were about to get out of their hands.

"It's... What's going on?"

Some disciples in the audience exclaimed.

Si Ningdong also felt incredible, it was not the first time she had seen 'Heavenly Rust', but she had not cultivated her sword before, so she couldn't feel the difference of 'Heavenly Rust'.

But now that she has first glimpsed the threshold of sword cultivation, coupled with the light rain of the earth-level weapon in her hand, she also understands the extraordinary rotten iron in Mo Yun's hand.

The four elders on the stage were also shocked.

"Sect Master, this is....?"

Great Elder Chang Wenlin took the initiative to speak for the first time, his tone was strange and meaningful, and he helped the other four elders to speak their hearts.

After Mo Zhizhi heard this, he slowly spoke.

"This sword is the ancestral heirloom of my Mo family, after Yun'er was born, this sword was selected by Yun'er and driven by it, but I was worried that his strength was low, so he was not allowed to use it on weekdays, but I didn't expect him to take it out this time. ”

Bullshit!

The four people present all knew that Mo Zhizhi didn't tell the truth at all, the five of them didn't look up and look down on weekdays, and even the four elders who were friends with Mo Zhizhi often drank together, but they had never heard of any ancestral swords in his Mo family.

Although the sword in Mo Yun's hand looked like a broken copper and iron, it seemed to shatter when touched, but it also made Shi Feiyu on the opposite side more vigilant.

His eyes rolled, as if there was some plan brewing.

"Senior brother, it's not as good as this first-hand.... Let's put our swords aside, after all, the spear has no eyes, so don't make a disability. ”

Shi Feiyu was afraid of the strangeness of 'Heavenly Rust', and decided to test Mo Yun's own strength first.

After Mo Yun heard this, he naturally agreed.

The one who doesn't use a knife or a gun is exactly what he wants!

"Then senior brother, be careful. ”

Mo Yun also learned from the other party to insert 'Heavenly Rust' into the martial arts stage, posing as a posture of kung fu learned in the movie.

Shi Feiyu saw that his plan succeeded, so he wanted to think about winning this battle quickly, for him, because of the peculiar swordsmanship he cultivated, if he used the giant sword for a long time, his physical strength would also be consumed a lot, and if he could win this competition so easily, it would be as he wanted.

I saw him put his palms together and take a deep breath.

Bang –

Like a cannonball, he slammed into Mo Yun with a big belly.

(PS: I've finally corrected all the previous articles and started to move on to my carefully planned part, and I hope you can continue to support it.) ）