Nangong Qingtian hurriedly used his very elegant light skills, constantly changing his position instantaneously, in order to avoid the attack of Mu Liangsheng's Blood Drinking Sword. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Crackling!"

"Crackling!"

didn't cut the fierce sword shadow of Nangong Qingtian, but lifted the bluestone on the stage piece by piece, and the gravel dust kept rolling in the air, and the stage was a mess for a while.

The sword body glowing red, with bursts of powerful sword qi, attacked Nangong Qingtian without any intention of weakness.

A look of surprise flashed on Nangong Qingtian's face, he had just dodged a move, and when he saw another move attacking, Nangong Qingtian knew that he was no longer Mu Liangsheng's opponent at this time. If you continue to work so hard, not only will you not be able to win the championship in the Huangya Competition, but even your own life may be worried.

These ten years of hard training and more than ten years of forbearance are just to start from today's Huanghuang Libang competition to complete their hegemony in the rivers and lakes. Unexpectedly, it was unfavorable to be a teacher, and as soon as he reappeared in the rivers and lakes, he encountered such a tough opponent.

Although he was very unwilling, after all, the current situation was quite critical, and he was not allowed to have any luck, so he bit his teeth, stomped his feet, and jumped into the air.

"Volley!"

With a loud shout, his body suddenly changed in the air.

"Ho!"

Everyone in the audience looked at the clever body technique used by Nangong Qingtian, and suddenly exclaimed again, they didn't expect that this Nangong Qingtian was injured, and he insisted on fighting Mu Liangsheng, it seemed that he really wanted to fight Mu Liangsheng here.

Everyone in the audience just thought about it, but Mu Liangsheng's eyes on the stage flashed red, and then a strange voice came out.

"I want to run!"

The voice was hoarse, cold, gloomy, and filled with the bloody smell of death.

The blood-drinking sword ring turned into the air, conjuring a circle of sword shadows and flying away.

"Ahh

A stabbed sound came, and a few drops of blood were scattered in the air, but I didn't see Nangong Qingtian falling from the air to the ground.

Then there was Nangong Qingtian's unique, extremely poisonous voice in the distance.

"Mu Liangsheng, you remember for me! Today's hatred, I will definitely repay it! You wait for me!"

After speaking, the person disappeared without a trace, along with the voice.

Everyone in the audience, looking at Mu Liangsheng, who had won, slowly slowed down with a solemn expression just now, and instantly became ecstatic.

"Demon Sect Leader Nangong Qingtian actually escaped!"

"Mu Liangsheng defeated him!"

"Evil is hard to suppress after all!"

......

For a while, there were different opinions in the audience, but they were all words praising Mu Liangsheng.

And Mu Liangsheng on the stage, his face was still gloomy, and the blood-drinking sword he held in his hand did not relax for this.

Hearing everyone's shouts, his expression looked very nervous, his blood-red eyes did not fade into black, and then his head turned away, and a touch of cold killing intent jumped on his face, and the evil gaze was aimed at those people in the audience.

The people in the audience didn't notice this, didn't feel the danger approaching them, and still cheered selflessly.

Mu Liangsheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his feet were a little against the bluestone on the stage, and he waved the murderous blood-drinking sword, and ran towards everyone in the audience.

"Stop me from dying!"

With an angry shout, and then seeing Mu Liangsheng flying down, everyone's faces instantly lost color, and the abrupt eyes made their cheeks extremely hideous.

"Ahh

"Run! Mu Liangsheng is crazy!"

......

For a while, the whole happy occasion suddenly became a pig-like scream, and many people crawled all over the ground in fright.

Seeing this, those masters also suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, this Mu Liangsheng had just injured Nangong Qingtian, why did he have to aim at himself, it was a bit unbelievable.

In order to prevent him from hurting the innocent, Situ Hongyu, the leader of the Righteous Qi Alliance, could only take his injuries and meet him with both feet.

"Master Mu Dart, what's wrong with you?"

Situ Hongyu tried to stop Mu Liangsheng while blocking him, but no matter how he shouted, Mu Liangsheng didn't answer, and the only thing that responded to him was his irritable temper.

"Bang bang!"

After a few difficult blocks, coupled with injuries, Situ Hongyu soon couldn't hold on.

"What are you still standing for, come and help!" Situ Hongyu shouted at the masters,

And those people couldn't help but be stunned, obviously they didn't expect Situ Hongyu to let himself go up to help.

"I'm injured, and I rely on a few to help the leader of the Situ Alliance!" said the head of the Jinyun faction.

Condensation on the side, looking like he has nothing to do with himself, although he is also one of the eight major sects under the Righteous Qi Alliance, he has always been at odds with Situ Hongyu, and has always wanted to replace him as the leader of the alliance, these things are also well known to everyone, so don't expect him to make a move.

What's more, Condensation Cloud himself was injured, which was a good excuse, of course it had to be used. Seeing that Ping Buping excused himself with injury, and Condensing Cloud had the same attitude, Qiu Wancheng of the Flying Dragon Gate suddenly rolled his eyes and said loudly: "Duan Sect Master, Qi Zhangmen, my martial arts are not as good as yours, I think you should go!"

When Duan Yifeng and Qi Huaishan heard this, they both looked at Qiu Wancheng who was speaking, and when they saw the smile on his face, they glanced at each other, and they were very disgusted with this person in their hearts, but they didn't say it.

Seeing that several people left themselves aside, but pushed this matter onto the two of them, Duan Yifeng and Qi Huaishan seemed to be a little driven to the shelves.

"Villain!"

The two cursed to themselves, stomped their feet and flew over.

The chaotic crowd, seeing the three of them fighting Mu Liangsheng and one person, gradually stopped running away. This kind of battle has never happened before, and they don't want to miss this wonderful battle, and they obviously forgot the panic just now.

"You three old guys, don't hurt my grandfather!" Zhuo Yifan shouted hard in the crowd.

After speaking, he walked through the crowd in a panic and ran in the direction of the four-person fight.

As soon as the two arrived, their waving palms were wrapped in a layer of Xuan Qi, and their bodies surrounded Mu Liangsheng between the three of them with the power of lightning.

"Bang!"

The Xuan Qi in his palm, as soon as he connected with the sword shadow, instantly sounded like a thunderbolt, and the air waves rippled in the air one after another.

The four of them galloped in mid-air, and the palm shadows and sword shadows flew around the four of them, mixed with the wind, like the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan.

Because the three of them just wanted to stop Mu Liangsheng's dangerous moves, they had no intention of harming him, after all, he had just beaten Nangong Qingtian for everyone, so no matter what, they couldn't harm him in public, otherwise they would definitely be laughed at by the entire Jianghu.

After a period of fighting, Mu Liangsheng's movements gradually slowed down, and the silver lines in the middle of the blood-drinking sword body, and the finger-high red liquid rising from it, instantly sank towards the sword head.

The agile blood-drinking sword suddenly became cumbersome in an instant, and Mu Liangsheng's pupils returned to their previous black and white color. (To be continued.) )