It was not Jiang Lang's blind confidence in Mu Yue, but Mu Yue told him that he was now able to urge the Soul Suppression Bell, and the Soul Suppression Bell given to Mu Yue by Yun Lone, the master of the Counselor's Mansion, could resist the blow of a half-step martial saint and block a seventh-order martial artist, it should not be a problem, even if Mu Yue's control of the Soul Suppression Bell was only a little, it was enough to deal with the current situation.

"Hey, don't say I'm bullying you, I'm really good at chopping!"

Shi Changqing took a giant axe from the weapon rack on the side, and turned it in his hand, well, it was very heavy. Qingshan glanced at his centurion Xiong Ping, and found that Xiong Ping nodded in agreement and said to Mu Yue.

Mu Yue nodded, with a confident look in his eyes, "Come on!"

Mu Yue's palms were slightly raised, a grand and simple aura emanated from his body, it seemed to be the Sanskrit sound from the ancient kingdom of God, a magnificent bell made of a light curtain fell from the sky, covering Mu Yue, on the big bell, golden Sanskrit revolved around it, and it was extremely strange!

Seeing this, Qingshan knew that Mu Yue was ready, and he didn't care about thinking about Mu Yue's current situation in his heart, and an axe light with a fierce aura slashed directly at the big bell.

Boring!

A sound of gold and stone interlacing came from the field, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, the giant axe in Qingshan's hand was rebounded and shot towards the fence in the distance, with a bang, the fence shattered, broken wood splashed everywhere, and the giant axe was inserted into the ground, leaving only the axe handle outside.

And Shi Changqing was also shocked out, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

What the?

Mu Yue, this is winning?

These generals of the Eleventh Army were like seeing ghosts at this moment, and when Qingshan slashed at Mu Yue with a giant axe, many people closed their eyes directly, how could there be a reason to survive this axe. But the truth is often unexpected, and in an instant, the situation reversed, and according to the covenant between Mu Yue and Qingshan, Mu Yue won!

"Agreed!

Mu Yue nodded slightly, walked off the competition platform, came to Jiang Lang, and whispered, "Second brother, the eldest brother didn't embarrass you, right?"

Jiang Lang also couldn't stop smiling on his face, and quipped: "Big brother makes a move, how can he fail?"

The brothers of the Eleventh Army all gathered around and patted Mu Yue on the shoulder, "You kid is good!

Mu Yue's wooden temperament was suddenly surrounded by a group of people, and his face immediately turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, no, no, I..."

"Nothing, you have to guide me well in the future!" Gan Changye put his arm around Mu Yue's shoulders and said with a smile.

Hou Cheng frowned, he didn't expect Qingshan to lose, Hou Cheng looked at Xiong Ping with a little dissatisfaction, and turned his head to Jiang Lang and the others.

"Isn't it too early to be happy, how about you celebrate when you defeat one of us?"

Hou Cheng's words were like a basin of cold water, poured directly on everyone's heads.

Jiang Lang touched his nose, the next Xiong Ping, it's up to Liu Wuban!

"Ten breaths!"

When Liu Wujian walked onto the competition platform, a sentence came out of his mouth that no one could figure out.

Only Jiang Lang's eyes lit up, could it be that the "ten breaths" that Liu Wuban said were the battle to be resolved between ten breaths? Jiang Lang and Liu Wuban had fought each other, and they knew what Liu Wuban was really powerful, it was the illusion! If he didn't have the Teng Snake bloodline, he would have lost to Liu Wuban, as long as the illusion could control Xiong Ping, it would mean a victory!

Xiong Ping walked up to the competition platform, pinched his hands, and his joints crackled, "Ten breaths? Indeed, I can defeat you within ten breaths!"

"Oh, you try?"

Liu Wuqi asked rhetorically, but no one noticed that a touch of scarlet flashed in the deepest part of Liu Wuban's eyes.

"How can you children of the family be so confident in yourself? It's really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers!" Xiong Ping said helplessly.

"Up!"

Liu Wuban pinched a magic trick in his hand slightly, and the long sword behind his back went straight out of the sheath, turning into four, fan-shaped, Jiang Lang keenly noticed that Liu Wuban at this moment was very different from Liu Wuban who was fighting against him that day, whether it was from the momentum, or from Liu Wuban's current mentality, there has been a great improvement, it seems that Liu Wujian has made a breakthrough this time.

"What?"

"This kid turned out to be a god cultivator?"

"It's bad, there are many means for cultivators, can Xiongping Centurion beat this kid?"

"Nonsense, Xiong Ping Centurion is an eighth-order martial artist, and he is not far from a ninth-order martial artist, how can he lose?"

The people on Jiang Lang's side all knew that Liu Wuban Soul Martial Arts Double Cultivation, but the other party didn't know.

Xiong Ping's face became serious, the cultivator, he has to get close to the fight quickly, if he fights with the cultivator, it can't be fight, thinking of this, Xiong Ping's feet exploded, and the whole person shot at Liu Wuban.

"Two breaths!"

Liu Wuji's voice floated out indifferently, and when it reached Xiong Ping's ears, Xiong Ping's heart trembled involuntarily.

"Three breaths!"

Liu Wujian in front of Xiong Ping's eyes suddenly disappeared, only to hear Liu Wuji's voice coming from his left. Xiong Ping turned around and punched his left side, but his estimation was like a cow in a quagmire, disappearing without a trace.

"Five breaths!"

Liu Wuji's voice came from the right side, and Xiong Ping immediately punched the right side, and the result was no different from last time! Xiong Ping was shocked, and he was already on the road!

"Six breaths!"

Xiong Ping found that the more he wanted to see clearly, the more he found that he couldn't see clearly, and in Xiong Ping's eyes, even the figures of other people around him disappeared.

"Xiong Ping, you have fallen into the illusion, release the murderous energy, and break the illusion!"

Just when Xiong Ping was anxious in his heart, a subtle voice came to his mind, it was Hou Cheng!

As for the rest of the outside world, I only saw Xiong Ping only one zhang away from Liu Wuban, suddenly stopped, and punched left and right to the side, as if he couldn't see Liu Wuban in front of him at all!

When Xiong Ping heard Hou Cheng's words, he immediately suppressed the impatience in his heart, his eyes narrowed, and a murderous aura permeated from his body, click! The scene in front of Xiong Ping's eyes was like glass, and cracks appeared! Xiong Ping was happy in his heart, and the murderous aura had an effect!

Liu Wuji, who was outside the court, noticed Hou Cheng's abnormality, and when he saw Xiong Ping's performance, he didn't know that it was Hou Cheng's troublemaker, and the scarlet in Liu Wuban's eyes all bloomed at this moment.

With a muffled snort, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Liu Wuji's mouth, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Eight breaths!"

And the illusion in front of Xiong Ping's eyes actually began to be repaired, and it was restored in an instant, and a netherworld flower slowly appeared in Xiong Ping's eyes, with psychedelic colors, slowly opening the petals.

Xiong Ping tried his best to release his murderous aura, but the scene in front of him did not change in the slightest! Suddenly, Xiong Ping fell into an ice cellar! A complete chill swept through his body!

"Ten breaths!"

Liu Wuji's sword had pierced Xiong Ping's limbs, but Xiong Ping stood still like a person who had no sense.

"Stop!"

Hou Cheng frowned, and shouted in his mouth, who knew that Liu Wujian did not stop, and the color of struggle appeared in his eyes, and the color of scarlet appeared from time to time.

Hou Cheng saw that Liu Wujian did not stop, he was furious, kicked his feet, and slammed a punch into Liu Wuban's head with fiery red true anger.

"Lao Tzu told you to stop!"

"Oh no! Liu Wuji can't control his behavior!" Jiang Lang was shocked when he saw the scarlet in Liu Wuji's eyes, alternating light and dark.

"Stop!

Jiang Lang shouted in his mouth, but he moved more quickly under his feet, and Hou Cheng came to Liu Wuban's side one step first, raised his hand and punched, colliding with Hou Cheng's fist fiercely!

Boom!

A low voice exploded on the field, and the gray and red rays of light collided fiercely together, and the air wave generated in an instant seemed to shake the air on the field!

All eyes focused on Jiang Lang and Hou Cheng on the field, Hou Cheng and Jiang Lang each retreated a few steps, but these two figures, one with a gloomy face, the other was as calm as water!

Jiang Lang is not falling behind under the fist of Hou Cheng!

Everyone looked at each other, no one would think that Hou Cheng's strength was too poor, they could only say that the strength of this young man named Jiang Lang was not the one on the surface!

Jiang Lang saw that Hou Cheng no longer made a move, so he turned around and put his hand on Liu Wuban's shoulder, and the gray Teng Snake True Qi turned into a small snake and entered Liu Wuban's body.

When he saw the countless silk threads emitted from a mass of scarlet air in Liu Wuban's body, Jiang Lang understood what was going on.

The core of Liu Wuban's illusion lies in the dark flower, the legend of the dark flower is a flower that grows on the Yellow Spring, which is extremely mysterious, and the reason why Liu Wuban was able to lay out the illusion of the dark flower is because of this scarlet air mass!

I couldn't think about how Liu Wujian got this breath, Jiang Lang's Teng Snake True Qi began to devour the silk threads around this breath, and when Jiang Lang's True Qi Snake touched the silk threads, the breath was like boiling water, and it actually began to churn. Countless silk threads wrapped around the little snake of true qi.

A touch of humanized banter appeared in the eyes of the true qi little snake, and a whirlpool appeared in its mouth, inhaling all these silk threads!

The scarlet air mass saw that his tentacles were all devoured, and he instantly escaped from the place, Jiang Lang did not dare to chase after him, for fear that it would destroy Liu Wuban's meridians, so he let the little snake of true qi withdraw from Liu Wuji's body.

The scarlet color in Liu Wuban's eyes disappeared, the illusion was lifted, Xiong Ping recovered his five senses, and when he saw the short sword inserted in his body, he smiled bitterly, he had already lost!

"Xiong Ping, are you alright?" asked Hou Cheng.

Xiong Ping shook his head, pulled out the four short swords on his body, and looked at Liu Wuban.

Liu Wuyi looked at Jiang Lang, a look of gratitude appeared in his eyes, and said, "Thank you!"

Liu Wujian leaned over and picked up the four short swords one by one, held them in his hands, and did not return them to the sheath, slowly walked off the competition platform, and left the garrison of the Second Army in the eyes of everyone.

The generals of the Eleventh Army were also silent, for this opponent, everyone has always disliked it, and even rejected it, but Liu Wuban's abnormality today is also for everyone, Gan Changye, the general seed brothers of the imperial city, looked at each other, and sighed in their hearts, everyone has to re-examine the relationship between each other, and they can't be so excluded anymore.

"In this battle, our chief Liu Wuban won, right? According to the previous regulations, our 11th Army has succeeded in picking up the camp!" After Jiang Lang saw Liu Wujian leave, he looked at Hou Cheng and Xiong Ping.

Hou Cheng closed his eyes, slowly took a deep breath, and opened his eyes, "You guys won, we lost!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Lang's mouth, and the people of the Eleventh Army began to cheer, Hou Cheng and the others had ugly faces, and they were picked by newcomers, this face was lost!

"Let's go!" Jiang Lang shouted.

"Yes!" the crowd replied with a loud voice.

"Hahaha!"

When Jiang Lang was about to walk out, he turned around and said, "Don't forget to send your half-year's Yulu over!"

"Hahaha!

"Don't forget!"

When Hou Cheng and Xiong Ping heard these words, their faces became more and more ugly! Nonsense, do I need you to shout it out so loudly? We don't have to pay off!