As an old Jianghu, since Nangong Qingtian came, Qiu Wancheng, who is not bad, has been quietly watching the changes, without speaking, in front of so many masters, he doesn't want to say too much and become the target of everyone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, after seeing the Phantom Desperate Palm used by Nangong Qingtian, he couldn't help but say a word, because he also boasted of his light skills, but when he saw Nangong Qingtian's light skills, he instantly felt that his light skills were not worth mentioning at all.

The rest of the people around were also surprised by Nangong Qingtian's light skills, and they were all full of disbelief.

"This Nangong Qingtian has not appeared for more than ten years, and I still think he is dead! But as soon as he appeared, his martial arts became so high!" The condensation cloud of the Shan Sect said.

As the head of the very light skill, he had to admire Nangong Qingtian's superb light skill, if he was to compete with him, he might not be able to win against him!

The head of the Jinyun Sect was uneven, covering his chest at this time, and also frowned: "Hey! Who said no, if the Mu Dart Lord doesn't defeat him today, the rivers and lakes will definitely suffer a catastrophe!"

And Yifeng and Qi Huaishan next to them, although they didn't speak on the surface, they looked worried in their hearts.

In recent years, although the harrier has rarely expanded his power rapidly in the rivers and lakes, the two are fish in the deep waters of the rivers and lakes. If the water in the pond is muddy, then it will be difficult for them to be alone, and it is very obvious that the fire at the city gate has affected the fish in the pond.

Looking at the fight on the stage, the many people watching below were much more nervous and even worried than the people above who kept attacking.

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Nangong Qingtian instantly changed direction, and kept attacking Mu Liangsheng, as soon as his body changed direction, the palm wrapped in anger suddenly rose two mysterious qi, and he waved his palm at Mu Liangsheng, and the blue palm shadow turned into a gloomy claw, appearing and disappearing around Mu Liangsheng.

Mu Liangsheng was fortunate to have used the Vortex Huang Sword before, because this sword was known for being light and fast, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss in speed.

But at this time, the blood-drinking sword in his hand belonged to the heavy sword, because the opponent attacked too quickly, but he kept dodging and dodging, and he couldn't spare time to swing the sword and attack.

"Master Mu Dart, your light skills are not bad!" Nangong Qingtian said with a smile.

When the two of them were in an anxious state, Nangong Qingtian still intended to compliment, which showed that he had not used all his strength at this time, and he seemed very relaxed and calm.

This made Mu Liangsheng, who was already a little flustered, feel a secret anxiety in his heart, this Nangong Qingtian really deserves to be the leader of the Demon Sect, and his martial arts are very high, it seems that he is releasing his strength little by little.

Nangong Qingtian attacked more and more urgently, and the blue palm shadow was gloomy and dark, like a miasma rising in the forest. From this, it can be seen that this person's character is not only demonic, but also martial arts, no wonder the rivers and lakes call him a demon sect.

Although Mu Liangsheng has been fighting for a long time, it is the first time he has encountered a confrontation like today.

I saw him swing his long sleeves, constantly dodging the invasion of the blue palm shadow, although it was difficult every time, but fortunately, at least he still avoided it.

Attacking dozens of times in a row, Nangong Qingtian did not see the effect of the attack, which made him lose the idea of playing against the attack again.

His body shook, and the whole person disappeared suddenly, leaving only Mu Liangsheng on the high platform.

At this time, everyone in the audience was amazed, a big living person disappeared out of thin air on the spot, which had never appeared in the rivers and lakes.

And Mu Liangsheng frowned, his eyes scanned the surroundings solemnly, because he felt that Nangong Qingtian was near him, and he could come out at any time and give himself a fatal blow, so he was very cautious at this time, and he didn't dare to slack off, let alone let go of any clues.

Everyone in the audience was also cooperating with him at this time, not daring to make a sound, and even seemed to suppress their breathing, for fear that the movement would affect Mu Liangsheng's judgment and cause serious consequences.

Mu Liangsheng squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the flowing breath around him, his face was full of seriousness and caution, and his eyes kept slanting around.

Suddenly, the blood-drinking sword in his hand shook slightly, and an inexplicable force made him difficult to control, which made him have to be distracted and try his best to suppress that arrogant force.

Seeing this, everyone looked at him inexplicably, and their worried expressions were all on their faces, at this critical moment, how could Mu Liangsheng be distracted!

"Phantom Lore!"

An angry shout resounded through the sky, and then a meteor-like figure flew down from the top of Mu Liangsheng's head.

And the palm power launched in front of Nangong Qingtian was like a blue fire shadow knife, mixed with the whistling sound of breaking through the air, and smashed towards Mu Liangsheng like a gallop.

This speed is staggering, Mu Liangsheng has no ability to stop it anymore, and after everyone is in an uproar, they are all full of loss and endless fear.

Just when everyone thought that this result was too tragic and extremely disappointing, Mu Liangsheng's pupils suddenly dilated, and the blood-drinking sword in his hand clanged, and a light red light flew in his eyes in an instant.

A domineering wind rose, and Mu Liangsheng's black eyes were instantly covered with red spots, like flowing blood, rolling on the eyeballs, and the depths of the eyeballs were slightly red.

"Ahh

Looking up to the sky and roaring, the blood-drinking sword suddenly emitted a powerful wave of qi, and the blue flame knife that rushed down from the Nangong Qingtian, which was emitted in front of his palm, instantly weakened a lot.

Nangong Qingtian did not stop because of this, even if it was weakened, with the palm power of Nangong Qingtian, attacking Mu Liangsheng's fragile head was like a sharp knife splitting a watermelon, it was a breeze.

However, just as the palm wind arrived, a red light flashed, and the three-foot-six-foot-long sword suddenly lay horizontally above his head.

"Hmph! I want to be able to block me with a sword, it's a joke!" Nangong Qingtian snorted coldly, and his internal force was mentioned, and the blue palm shadow instantly burned again.

"Mu Liangsheng, today next year will be your death day!"

Nangong Qingtian shouted, and then pushed hard, and the dazzling blue palm knife, sharp and sharp, slashed straight down.

"Boom!"

The blue palm shadow instantly hit the sword surface of the blood-drinking sword, and as soon as the palm came into contact with the sword surface, it emitted a powerful air wave, accompanied by a heart-rending shock.

After this palm, a trace of water appeared on Nangong Qingtian's face, as if he had expected that this palm would go down, and it would be a sword that would kill people.

However, before the sound of this concussion subsided, a red light suddenly flashed out from the sword surface, instantly generating a powerful sword qi and bursting out in the direction of Nangong Qingtian.

Before Nangong Qingtian could withdraw his palms, his face changed, and when he saw the sword qi attacking, he hurriedly gathered his qi to block.

"Boom!"

The sword qi hit the blocking surface of his gathering qi, and the barrier of the blocking was shattered in an instant, and the remaining sword qi burst out above the area around his palm, and the whole person quickly bounced back. (To be continued.) )