The situation on the field is unpredictable.

A lot of people still haven't come to their senses.

Gu Luo looked down at Dong Yuehai.

As an important person in charge of this case from the academy, whether Lu Shen can rejoin the conference or not, his words are actually the most important.

Because the winner of this competition is going to the academy, if you can't even get the approval of the academy, it naturally doesn't make sense to participate or not.

Dong Yuehai's eyebrows were lowered, and he was a little hesitant.

Making decisions on behalf of the College is naturally not such a simple matter.

After half a ring, he suddenly looked at the field with some uncertainty in his eyes.

He looked at Su An.

The latter smiled at him.

Dong Yuehai pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes." ”

.....

No matter how bizarre life is, it will always be very cliché and continue to develop.

It's like the road of the road, knowing that there are nine deaths and one life, but everyone is lucky.

All the disciples of the West Pavilion dispersed, and there were only two people left in the field.

"Your story is really wonderful. ”

Li Mubai held his sword in a dashing manner and teased: "But I don't understand where you got your confidence, I won't fall for the boring trick you did last time." ”

Gathering the spiritual power together, and suddenly bursting out with power beyond his own realm, Li Mubai had naturally heard of it, and he had long been on guard.

Lu Shen ignored him, his eyes drifting to the humanoid statue standing at the northern end of the Sword Pavilion.

After talking so much today, I was forced by those guys in Xige and Qingluan Peak to think of memories that made me not very pleasant, so I was not in a good mood.

Just like what he said to Zhao Hua, he rarely reasoned and was a very impatient person.

If he had been placed elsewhere, he would not have made so many meaningless explanations.

No one is qualified to judge him, he is born to act, so why should he explain it to anyone?

It's just a little different here.

He was willing to use all the patience and truth he had accumulated over the course of three thousand years on the Sword Pavilion.

All the reasons are naturally because of the statue in front of him at the moment, after all, this guy is the only apprentice he once had.

Therefore, he did not resist, he was willing to enter the prison peak, and was even willing to reason with the Sword Pavilion in the way of ordinary people.

It's just that now the little patience that is left has finally run out.

Lu Shen opened his mouth and said, "Jing Chang's injury?"

Li Mubai nodded and said with a smile: "I did it." ”

Lu Shen said, "Oh. ”

Then a sword appeared between his right hand.

Li Mubai's expression became slightly solemn, no matter how careless he behaved, there was still a trace of jealousy hidden in his heart.

Because of his master's Qingluan Sword, Motian, and Chen Yi, they were all defeated by Lu Shen's men.

...

The Mud Pill Realm and the Boundless Middle Realm, if placed elsewhere, there is no need to think about victory or defeat. But that person is Lu Shen, and he seems to have expectations.

Even second-generation disciples with profound realms such as Shen Mohuang and Motian were attracted to attention.

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive, I think there will be a second time of luck?" Li Haiyang sneered in his heart.

It took him a few months to personally find out what Lu Shen had experienced in his youth, and he thought that he could completely knock him into the abyss through the matter of Shande Sect, but he didn't expect that in the end it would fall short, so he was naturally resentful.

Meng Yixiao stared at the middle of the field with two big eyes.

This is the first time she has seen Lu Shen move, and she was recuperating from her injuries during the last Sige competition, so she couldn't help but be a little worried at this time.

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Lu Shen seems to be only in the Mud Pill Realm, can he do it?"

She asked, a little nervous.

Su An pondered for a while, and said with some seriousness: "I'm worried about a problem. ”

Lemon Paste found that not only Su An, but even the expression of the dust became solemn, and she couldn't help but be nervous; "What's the problem?"

Su An sighed and said, "The little junior brother is not in a good mood now, I'm afraid that if he is not careful, what will he do if he really kills Li Mubai." ”

Fuchen said with a look of agreement: "I'm also worried about this problem. ”

Lemon Paste heard the conversation between the two and didn't react for a long time.

....

Gu Luo said, "Let's go. ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Mubai snorted lightly, and the long sword in his hand slashed out several sword lights, which were plain and unremarkable, just a temptation.

Lu Shen leaned sideways slightly, and the sword qi slashed past him, and then several deep sword marks appeared on the ground.

Li Mubai's face remained unchanged, and his body swayed, like a goshawk pounced, rushing straight towards Lu Shen.

Approaching three meters, Li Mubai's wrist trembled slightly, and the spiritual power of his body burst out instantly, and the sword shadows in the sky rushed forward frantically.

These are all real swords, but because Li Mubai's sword frequency is too fast in one second, it produces a phantom similar to an overlapping image.

Lu Shen was expressionless and raised his hand slightly.

A sound similar to a crackling collision sounded between the two.

Li Mubai's sword is indeed very fast, the sword qi is like rain, and it can get faster and faster, constantly splashing everywhere in every square inch, like fireworks.

This is Qingluan Peak's famous sword technique - Qingluan Feather Sword.

The previous defeat of Jing Chang relied on this kind of swordsmanship, mainly focusing on a stormy offensive.

But what surprised them was that Lu Shen's sword was actually not fast, and even everyone felt a little slow, but they were able to block all those sword moves that could not be seen clearly with the naked eye.

The scene is deadlocked, and the floor tiles are shattered.

Li Mubai was surging and full of sword energy.

Lu Shen was alone behind him, casual and casual.

With the passage of time, some sharp-eyed disciples also found that Lu Shen's swordsmanship did not seem to have the slightest path, simple and mediocre, like repeating the circle over and over again.

Circle after circle, that's all.

Fuchen showed a surprised look on his face, when he was in the East Pavilion, he often saw Lu Shen using this kind of move in the sea of flowers, it didn't seem to have the slightest lethality, who would have thought that it would be so useful?

Even the sword cultivation power of the Sky Realm was so surprised, not to mention the disciples who had just entered the threshold of the sword path in the field, they were dumbfounded one by one.

Su Ruan, the master of the South Pavilion, said with a look of appreciation: "It is simply the most perfect defensive technique in the world, and it is very similar to the Taoist Tai Chi Liangyi theory. ”

Bang.

Li Mubai retreated to the same place, panting slightly, with a thick puzzle in his eyes.

The sword technique he used with all his might at the cost of most of his spiritual power, Lu Shen obviously spent more spiritual power to resist, but he didn't seem to be affected at all.

How could a Mud Pill Realm possess such majestic spiritual power?

Lu Shen opened his mouth and asked, "Continue?"

Li Mubai sneered, then took a deep breath, his expression was solemn, and his hands were open.

The ancient sword in his hand slowly flew into the sky, and then a violent aura of spiritual power emanated from him.

Li Mubai's lips whispered, pouring all his spiritual power into the ancient sword.

The long sword was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, and so on, until the last half of the sky was covered with dense inches of short swords.

Obscuring the sky.

Seeing this scene, countless people in the audience exclaimed.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It doesn't seem to be Qingluan Peak's swordsmanship. ”

"I don't think there is such a weird sword technique in the entire Sword Pavilion. ”

Gu Luo also frowned slightly, and whispered, "Sword Immortal Nine Style?"

The corners of Li Haiyang's mouth hooked up a sneer.

This is the long-lost Sword Immortal Nine Style.

It is also the biggest reason why Li Mubai has been in retreat for so long.

A few years ago, he inadvertently brought back a tattered sword book from the people, but he didn't expect it to be engraved with the third type of the nine styles of the Sword Immortal - the Three Thousand Phantom Sword.

He deliberately passed it on to Li Mubai secretly, just to let him make a splash at this conference and win the top spot!

Li Haiyang immediately felt a little regretful and bored, this was originally a move that Li Mubai would only use when he was playing against Shen Mohuang or Ferris, but he didn't expect to use it at this time.

In his eyes, Li Mubai used this trick, and Lu Shen no longer had half a chance of winning.

Li Mubai seemed to embrace heaven and earth, his expression was solemn, and he whispered: "Open!"

The sea of swords that covered the sky and the sun in mid-air emitted a brilliant light at the same time, illuminating half of the sky.

The next moment, the sea of swords fell straight down from the sky, overwhelming the sky.

Lu Shen looked a little strange from beginning to end, as if he had only reacted at this time, and then he took a step forward.

Thundered.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and stone chips rose everywhere.

Dust instantly filled the entire platform.

....

The empowerment of the sea of swords is terrifying.

Countless disciples could only stare blankly at this scene, and then their hearts were surging.

Just a disciple of the Boundless Realm can use such a terrifying sword move, if it is performed by that sword immortal himself in the heaven and earth, what kind of peerless demeanor is it?

Many people sighed, obviously thinking that Lu Shen had been defeated.

Shen Mohuang's face was serious, and his eyes swept towards the field, as if he wanted to determine something.

Ling Rongrong had already picked up a special Huiling Pill made by the East Pavilion in her hand, thinking that if Senior Brother Lu Shen was seriously injured, at least he would be able to save his life.

Li Haiyang snorted coldly, the overall situation has been decided.

The smooth ground was replaced by numerous potholes, and dust began to drift outward.

Li Mubai had a look of exhaustion on his face that could not be concealed, but his heart was extremely hearty.

He couldn't help but laugh, because he believed that soon his name would spread throughout the Northland, and even the whole world.

But soon he couldn't laugh again, because a dark shadow appeared in the dust.

"A sword...."

A subtle murmuring sound sounded from inside, but Li Mubai couldn't hear the words clearly.

There was a black mist that passed directly through his body.

Then blood poured out from all sides of his body, spilling into the exposed air.

Li Mubai instantly became a bloody man.

....

The scene was too fast and too direct.

So there was silence in the field.

Someone suddenly called out among the disciples of the North Pavilion.

Because they found that the wounds on Li Mubai's body were almost exactly the same as Jing Chang's before.

It's just that the only difference is that Lu Shen's sword seems to be faster than Li Mubai's, so fast that these wounds can form in the blink of an eye.

Li Mubai's expression was sluggish, and his head was unusually clear under the severe pain.

He saw Lu Shen's figure, except for some dirt on the corners of his clothes, it could be said that he was unharmed.

"Why?"

Li Mubai couldn't understand whether the sword move he could barely use after several years of hard cultivation would be like this when the gap in the realm was so large.

"Maybe you're not lucky. ”

Lu Shen lightly pressed his left hand on his chest, shook his head and said, "Blame your master, it's not good to teach anything, just teach this." ”

Bang!

Li Mubai's body bounced out, rubbing a bloody mark on the ground, and it just happened to slide at the feet of the Qingluan Peak Peak Lord.

Li Haiyang looked back and glared.

Lu Shen looked at him, and then said two words.

These two words were not concealed in the slightest, and their voices were bright, and everyone in the entire stage heard them clearly.

And then everyone was stunned at the same time.

Those two words are....

Stupid.