Mu Wanfeng was startled, and in a trance she thought she had heard it wrong.

"Who are you going to kill?"

Qiu Fusheng didn't answer, but instead shook the spirit sword in his hand and stabbed straight towards Mu Wanfeng's face, the speed was incredible.

With concrete actions, he made his intentions clear.

Although Mu Wanfeng had doubts in his heart, he didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly cast a moon step and dodged to the side.

Qiu Fusheng missed the blow, his footsteps slammed suddenly, and then he turned over and shot towards Mu Wanfeng.

Boom!

Mu Wanfeng raised the Qianjun Giant Sword, ready to block it.

Who knew that as soon as he came into contact, a vast huge force came, but he was forced to retreat a few feet away.

The shock in Mu Wanfeng's heart could not be expressed in words. He thought that in the middle of the golden pill period, there was no one who could defeat him in strength.

And the fact is also the same, the righteous path is more than now, and the thousand mountains are invincible, and no one can wrestle with it.

However, the revenge in front of him actually cut him back a few feet away with a sword, how not to surprise him?

Although Mu Wanfeng had reservations about the blow just now, it was also quite shocking.

It was rare for someone to make Mu Wanfeng suffer in strength, so the violence in his bones was instantly stimulated.

"Are you serious?" asked Mu Wanfeng.

Qiu Fusheng smiled and said, "Well, it's unprecedentedly serious~"

Mu Wanfeng stared at Qiu Fusheng, her face sank like water, and her eyes gradually became cold.

"Why?"

He couldn't figure out how he had made an enmity with him since he hadn't said a word in recent days, and it was still a life and death enmity.

"Do you understand?" Qiu Fusheng swiped his sword horizontally, and then said, "You don't need to understand, let's take it!"

Mu Wanfeng didn't know what to do, and the anger was rushing up, so he simply didn't ask.

He held Qianjun in his hand, suddenly shouted, and took the initiative to attack Qiu Fusheng.

Qiu Fusheng snorted coldly, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he was also awe-inspiring, and met Mu Wanfeng's giant sword.

Boom!

The two clashed again, and the fine snow collided with Qianjun, emitting a piercing roar that shook people's eardrums.

The essence of the wave of qi rippled in all directions, and if someone with a little less strength stood in the ring, it was estimated that they would be swept out.

When Gu Taiqing saw this scene, he was secretly surprised.

He really didn't expect that his disciple was usually inconspicuous and undewy, but when he first made a move, he was so fierce.

Fighting with Mu Wanfeng is also not lagging behind.

If he was more focused on cultivation, wouldn't he be like Mu Wanfeng and become a peerless demon?

Gu Taiqing said secretly, it seems that in the next few days, we have to be tighter, and we can't just let the rest of the disciples of the main peak take the limelight.

The disciples in the audience were even more dumbfounded when they saw Qiu Fusheng change his lazy image in the past and show his might in the ring.

All of them subverted their previous cognitions, and they all wondered if this revenge resurrection was a fake.

They were shocked, and they were shocked to find that the sect they were in was actually a Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger.

Compared with the previous Righteous Path Competition, it is simply very different.

In the ring, the two of them were shocked by the spread of energy, and then they took a few steps backwards before they could stop.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them gathered strength again and attacked brazenly.

Boom!

Under the collision of spirit swords, there was another earth-shattering loud noise, which stirred everyone's nerves and stimulated their eyes.

Boom! Boom......

Several times in a row, although Mu Wanfeng couldn't hear it, he could feel that his body bones were clicking.

Let's not talk about this competition, whether it is a battle of life and death, but that kind of hearty, Mu Wanfeng is unprecedented.

Under the full force of Qianshan Jue, all the strength was taken over by Qiu Fusheng.

This made Mu Wanfeng's whole person, and even his whole body and mind, cheering.

"He should have temporarily improved his physical strength through secret techniques, this is squeezing potential, for a competition, it's just stupid!

Suddenly, the crisp voice of millet sounded in Mu Wanfeng's arms.

Mu Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, no wonder Qiu Fusheng was born in strength and was able to compete with him.

And after a few confrontations, Mu Wanfeng also felt that Qiu Fusheng was fighting for his life, and his previous words were not a joke.

It is not surprising that he is squeezing potential.

However, Xiaomi's next sentence suddenly made Mu Wanfeng more vigilant.

"Be careful, he's not doing his best. ”

Mu Wanfeng has no doubt about Xiaomi, and he also feels the pressure for the first time since so many competitions.

"Can I beat him, then?"

He has never been a pedantic person, as long as Xiaomi is sure that he can't beat him, he will immediately admit defeat, there is no need to die.

Xiaomi was silent for a while, and said: "With all your strength, the victory or defeat is unknown, twitter~"

Mu Wanfeng made up his mind a little, as long as he didn't exceed the scope of his ability, he still wanted to give it a go.

Even if he can't win in the end, if Qiu Fusheng wants to kill himself, he has to pass the Xiaomi level.

After making up his mind, Mu Wanfeng did not stop, and when the Qianshan Jue was running, he waved Qianjun and slashed towards the revenge resurrection.

Boom!

The powerful blow was easily blocked by Qiu Fusheng, and it seemed to be at ease.

His sword eyebrows were raised, and his mouth shouted, and his strength actually increased by a few points again.

Qiu Fusheng stood on the spot, because of Qianjun's huge force, the ring cracked, and his feet also sank in.

However, he didn't move at all, but looking at Mu Wanfeng, he was shocked into the air.

Mu Wanfeng just wanted to perform a moon step to stabilize his body, but suddenly the alarm suddenly appeared, and his back was cold.

He could only rely on his perception to hold Qianjun and block it behind him.

In the midst of lightning, Qiu Fusheng appeared behind Mu Wanfeng, swinging his sword and slashing at him.

Boom!

Mu Wanfeng Qianjun could be blocked, and the next moment he only felt a tingling pain in his waist, and the whole person took Qianjun and smashed it under the ring.

Bang!

Qiu Fusheng didn't wait for him to slow down, and another arrow step appeared in front of Mu Wanfeng, and at the moment when it bounced, a sword slashed at his neck.

The falling blade was clean and neat, without hesitation.

The people under the ring finally understood that Qiu Fusheng was going to take Mu Wanfeng's life!

No wonder he is unusual, he doesn't go to sleep, and he wants to challenge Mu Wanfeng.

It's just that when did the two of them get married? Why did the revenge come to life at this time?

After the competition, wouldn't it be better to find a chance for Mu Wanfeng to go down the mountain and secretly dispose of him?

Others couldn't figure it out, and Mu Wanfeng himself couldn't figure it out, and her life was hanging by a thread, so she didn't have any extra time to think about it.

Between life and death, Mu Wanfeng can't take care of much.

The Thousand Mountains Technique was operated to the extreme, and at the same time, it urged the Qinxin Purple Moon Sword Technique. Between the blue and purple rays, the Qianjun giant sword rose angrily.

Bang!

After the loud noise, Mu Wanfeng slammed on the ground again with a thousand jun.

Click~

There was a crunch sound in his body, and he didn't know how many bones had broken.

Mu Wanfeng turned over and stood up, only to feel that her lungs were hot, and after snorting, she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blue and purple light in the blood alternated, and before it spilled onto the ground, it had already been dispersed into the air.

Under the power of the two bloodlines, Yuan Fei is not an enemy, and Qiu Fusheng naturally can't get any benefits.

Mu Wanfeng's angry blow doubled its strength, and in just a moment, Qiu Fusheng smashed out and rolled into the distance.

What's even worse is that the bruises and purple qi converge, violent and fierce.

Only a trace of Qiu Fusheng's body was drilled, and he was tortured to the point of misery, and he also vomited blood.

That trace of strength, like a mad dog breaking free from a rope, desperately bites inside it.

It took a long time for Qiu Fusheng to expel that power from his body, and then he found that he had been soaked in cold sweat.

In this round, Mu Wanfeng and Qiu Fusheng were not worried about their lives, but they both lost.

Seeing this, Xiang Xuelan couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted at Gu Taiqing: "Master Master, please stop the competition, they are fighting for their lives!"

Regarding Xiang Xuelan's words, Gu Taiqing turned a deaf ear and didn't even blink his eyelids.

At this time, Xiang Xuelan understood that what Qiu Fusheng did was acquiesced by Gu Taiqing, and she couldn't help but hate it.

The rest of the peak masters also saw the clues.

Mo Yushu and Mu Wanfeng had a bad relationship, and Mo Qinghe couldn't bear to sit idly by, so he said, "Senior brother in charge, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do this, right?"

In the face of doubts, Gu Taiqing was also under a lot of pressure, and his hand on the armchair was trembling, but he still didn't say a word.

Seeing that Gu Taiqing had no reaction, Mo Qinghe realized that something was wrong, and shouted, "Master!"

Gu Taiqing suddenly turned his head and shouted, "No need to say more! I'm just doing the right thing and stifling the unstable factors!"

This interruption shocked Mo Qinghe, and it took a long time to relieve himself.

Seeing that he still wanted to argue, Mo Yushu immediately stopped him and said in a deep voice: "The sky wants to change, how can it be hindered by mortal forces?"

Wen San and other friends of Mu Wanfeng have not understood why a good competition has developed into the current state.

But they are soft-spoken, so they can only spin in place and be in a hurry.

Chongxiao was also confused, but he understood one thing, that is, Mu Wanfeng was not allowed to be harmed.

He stepped out and was about to head towards the ring, but was stopped by the snow without a trace.

"What are you doing, get out of the way!" Chongxiao scolded angrily.

Qiu Fusheng glanced at the chaotic audience, and then his original intention remained the same, and he walked towards Mu Wanfeng step by step.

Xue Wuxian looked at Mu Wanfeng who was standing still, and her brows couldn't help but twist, but she didn't mean to get out of the way.

"I'm in the same hurry, but I can't let your Excellency pass. ”

Xiang Xuelan walked to Chongxiao's side and said in a cold voice: "This is Yuntian Palace, and it is not the turn of the Valley of Hundred Flowers to point fingers." ”

Xue Wuxian smiled slightly and said, "Throat, huh?"

Between the three of them, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

In the ring, Mu Wanfeng looked at Qiu Fusheng, who was approaching step by step, and was anxious, but he couldn't move.

Just like last time, the power of the furious bloodline rushed through his body, almost bursting open.

He has done his best just to suppress it, so don't expect to be able to do it.

Qiu Fusheng stopped a foot away, and there was no smug look on his face, but his brows furrowed.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Mu, have you ever seen the wind blowing snow?"