Nangong Mu Ting's body swayed, and his double swords were strong, so he could barely defend against Mu Wu's attack. At this moment, a huge shock suddenly sounded in his chest, and when he looked down, Nangong Muwu's left palm was already pressed against his chest. Spit out violently, and Nangong Mu Ting was suddenly knocked upside down and flew out.

"Impossible, how can you have such a strong strength?!" Nangong Mu Ting stared at Nangong Mu Wu in disbelief, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth.

"My physical strength may not be as strong as yours, but I know how to use them reasonably and efficiently. Nangong Mu Wu looked at Nangong Mu Ting and said calmly, "You can't win today." ”

"Nonsense!" Nangong Mu Ting was furious, took a deep breath, and attacked with a sword again, "Nangong Mu Wu, you are too crazy, I won't lose." ”

"It's not madness, it's true faith. As he spoke, Nangong Muwu slowly raised his long sword. This sword weighs no more than four catties, but Nangong Muwu seems to have lifted a boulder, three feet, five feet, seven feet, the higher the long sword is raised, the momentum of Nangong Mu Wu also rises, just when the long sword is over the top, his momentum is even more peak.

Nangong Mu Ting on the opposite side seemed to be restrained by extremely heavy pressure, and his body was extremely uncomfortable.

The condensation and strength of this momentum is completely not under Nangong Mu Ting, and even greatly surpasses him.

Just when Nangong Mu Ting rushed to five feet in front of Nangong Mu Wu, the long sword moved.

One inch, two inches、...... At the beginning, the long sword fell slowly, as if the Taishan boulder was sliding, and the speed was slow.

But almost in a moment's time, the long sword's sudden acceleration was the fastest, and finally turned into a thunderbolt of cold light, which slammed straight towards Nangong Mu Ting's shoulder.

The killing move was coming, Nangong Mu Ting was shocked, the speed of this sword was so fast, and his own w?w?w?w?w?, even the hanging swordsmanship known for its speed was nothing more than that. Not only that, but Nangong Muwu on the opposite side seemed to have an unshakable majesty, which made people feel an irresistible thought from the depths of their hearts.

In the face of the crisis, Nangong Mu Tinglai didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly raised his double sword to resist.

After the loud sound, the twin swords of the son and mother spun and flew out, and fell diagonally under the ring. Nangong Mu Ting's face was like ashes, he looked at his empty hands in disbelief, he really couldn't believe that his strength was obviously above Nangong Mu Wu two months ago, but now he couldn't win by stealing banned drugs.

"You lost. Nangong Mu Wu withdrew the long sword that was on the side of Nangong Mu Ting's neck.

"You don't use dual swords, you don't use evil swordsmanship. Nangong Mu Ting's face turned red and retorted loudly.

"You don't understand the true meaning of the evil sword technique at all. The double sword is just a way to move the sword, but it is not its true meaning. Nangong Mu Wu sneered, "If you are not right, how can you be evil!"

Nangong Mu Ting was stunned, he really only paid attention to the swordsmanship moves and ignored the deep meaning.

After a while, Nangong Mu Ting became angry, he couldn't forgive Nangong Mu Wu, this person who had been trampled under his feet was so easy to defeat himself.

"Howl!"

Nangong Mu Ting rushed over reluctantly, his shape crazy, as if he was a crazy beast.

"It's a pity. Nangong Mu Wu sighed lightly, and the long sword shot again, hitting Mu Ting's acupoint.

Nangong Mu Ting fell down suddenly, his expression was blank, his face was gray, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"What's the pain. Obsessed with external objects, eventually for the small way, focus on yourself, in order to have a longer development. Nangong Muwu shook his head, "But I gave you the evil sword." ”

Nangong Mu Ting raised his head, looked at Nangong Mu Wu in disbelief, and said in amazement, "What did you say?"

Nangong Muwu's expression was indifferent, "I didn't plan to continue to hold the Evil Sword, but after this martial arts, I will return it to the Council of Elders." ”

The sky gradually darkened, dark clouds swept from the sky, Nangong Mu Ting looked up, only to see Nangong Mu Wu dressed in clothes hunting with the wind, the last light of the sun shining on the top of his head, the god was majestic, as if the gods descended to earth.

At this moment, Nangong Mu Ting understood that even if he got the Evil God Sword as he wished, he might not be able to surpass Nangong Mu Wu in his life.

The rain dropped, washing away the blood stains on Nangong Muting's body, but also his ambition.

This is the last battle, Nangong Muwu has already made up his mind, he must win the battle of defense, not for anything else, for the dignity of his father. However, without the Evil God Sword, he can also create a world on the rivers and lakes, and this is his dignity!

Nangong Muwu looked at the members of the Council of Elders on the viewing platform not far away, and suddenly felt that he should say something. At this moment, I saw a thunderstorm from the southeast crackling down from the sky, the light was dazzling, and it was very terrifying.

The place where the lightning struck was very close to the southern city, and the thunder and thunderbolt seemed to ring in the ears, and everyone changed color.

"This thunder is unusual, isn't it?!" Nangong Mu Wu's mind turned, and he thought of Jing Feng outside, "Brother Jing is carrying thunder energy, could it be that this heavenly thunder was brought down by him?!"

The more Nangong Muwu thought about it, the more wrong it became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he should go and see what was going on.

At this moment, the referee jumped into the ring and announced loudly, "Mu Wu Gongzi successfully defended the ring, but the evil sword is still held by Mu Wu Gongzi......"

Nangong Muwu stretched out his hand to stop the referee's announcement, and looked at the members of the Council of Elders sitting on the table, "Thanks to the Elder Council's wrong love, he gave me the Evil God Blade, but in today's martial arts, I only came to win the competition, but I will return the Evil God Sword today." ”

"Nangong Muwu, you have thought about it, but the evil is an immortal divine blade. A deacon of the Council of Elders said loudly, listening to the voice, he was very dissatisfied with Nangong Muwu.

Nangong Mu Wulang said, "Swords are all tools for killing, whether they are divine soldiers or not, it all depends on the swordsman's heart." ”

"Boy, are you criticizing our hiring strategy?" asked another deacon of the Council of Elders, with a cold voice.

Nangong Muwu bowed and said: "It's not a criticism, I just hope that in the future, my Nangong family can be more fair when selecting children." ”

"What do you mean by that, you mean we are nepotism?!" a deacon stood up with an umbrella, and the rain soaked half of his clothes without noticing.

"Yes and no, the elders and deacons know better than I do. The cold rain was bubbling down Nangong Muwu's face, but Nangong Muwu's chest seemed to be holding a flame, not vomiting or unhappy.

"This sword is waved for those of us who were originally not in the stream. Nangong Muwu waved his right hand, his true qi was everywhere, and the long sword on his waist flew out of its sheath.

Although the rain was heavy, it could not hide the edge of the long sword, and everyone only saw a dazzling flash of light, and the long sword had already been inserted into the trunk of the giant tree by the ring, and it had sunk into the handle.

The giant tree was the thickness of two people's arms, and after Nangong Muwu's sword, the fracture was covered with cracks, only to hear a loud click, and the big tree with lush branches and leaves was broken from the break, the crown fell to the ground, and the branches and leaves flew wildly.

Nangong Muwu stood high, his right foot was a little on the trunk of the tree, and his figure rose to the sky, like a goshawk fighting in the air, passing through the yellow leaves flying in the sky, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a loud voice from mid-air.

"You are not free, and it is difficult to collect the dragon and the phoenix. The hall is full of three thousand guests, and one sword is cold in fourteen states!" )