Nangong Muyun has been accumulating strength, just waiting for such an opportunity. He knew that his martial arts foundation was not as good as Nangong Mu Yuan, so if he wanted to win, he couldn't expect to be able to retreat with his whole body, so he had already held the idea of losing both sides before the competition.

At this time, Nangong Mu Yun used his left palm to exert his hand, and the force was extremely great, and he hit Mu Yuan's chest hard!

Click!

I only heard the sound of bone cracking, Nangong Muyuan's sternum shattered, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.

Nangong Mu Yun did not let go of this fleeting opportunity, ignoring the long sword that was still inserted in his left shoulder, took another step forward, turned his fist into a fist, and blasted out again.

Bang!

The heavy punch hit Nangong Mu Yuan's chest, and there was a dull sound again. Nangong Mu Yuan vomited blood again, his face suddenly turned pale, and it seemed that the internal injuries were not light.

Nangong Mu Yun didn't stop, his fist turned into a palm again, and slapped Mu Yuan's chest fiercely.

Nangong Mu Yuan was injured and injured, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out of the ring upside down, hit the big tree on the side, and sat down on the ground in a dejected manner.

Nangong Muyun's condition in the ring was also not much better, and the strategy of defeating the enemy just now was completely a big gamble and an extremely dangerous adventure. At this time, although he successfully knocked Mu Yuan down, the true qi in Nangong Mu Yun's body had been completely exhausted, and at this time, he trembled all over, and his palms were even more shaking, and he was almost about to fall.

All this happened too suddenly, and before others could react, Nangong Mu Yuan was beaten by Mu Yun's surprise attack with three moves until he vomited blood and flew upside down, falling to the ground and unconscious. 1. Reading ww?w?...

The referee jumped into the ring, and originally wanted to stop Nangong Mu Yuan from killing again, but he didn't expect that before he could finish speaking, Nangong Mu Yuan was unexpectedly knocked down by Mu Yun.

The whole thing took too big a turn, there was silence in the stands, and everyone was stunned.

Nangong Muyun's body staggered, and finally collapsed in the ring.

Only then did the referee come to his senses and hurriedly waved his hand to summon the doctor to rescue the two.

There was a buzz in the stands, and most of the people present thought that Nangong Mu Yuan would win, and the clinker finally was taken away by the little-known Nangong Mu Yun, which was really unexpected.

After a while, the sound stopped, because the last battle of the Nangong family's martial arts was about to begin, and it was the battle of Nangong Muwu's ring, but the battle of the evil sword.

Everyone has more or less understanding of what happened five years ago, and most of them are a little dissatisfied with Mu Wu's left-handed Heavenly Remnant Sword, and they want to see his jokes in this Nanhu martial arts.

Nangong Muwu slowly stepped into the ring, his face was calm, and he ignored the discussion and ridicule in the stands.

According to the family's rules, he had to survive five rounds of challenges to ensure that his sword was not lost.

The opponents who came to challenge were all family masters, these people originally wanted to compete for the possession of the Evil God Sword five years ago, but they didn't expect that the Elders would be able to disagree with the public and give the Evil Sword to Nangong Mu Wu, they were all holding back their anger, and this time they finally had a place to vent.

As soon as the referee announced the start, the first challenger jumped into the ring, and it was Nangong Mu Lin, the son of a branch hall master.

"Brother Wu invited. Nangong Mu Lin stretched out his hand, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and put on a starting pose.

Nangong Muwu said with a smile, "Brother Lin is the first to appear, and I think I have great confidence in my martial arts." ”

Nangong Mu Lin's eyes were scorching, and he stared at Mu Wudao: "This competition was supposed to be held five years ago, but it is really your luck that it has dragged on until now, Brother Wu." ”

Nangong Muwu smiled and beckoned, "I don't know if it's lucky, Brother Lin is invited." ”

Nangong Mu Lin was also not polite, with a long roar, the long sword broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Nangong Mu Wu!

Five years ago, Nangong Mu Lin was eager to win the Evil Sword, but at that time, the Elders' Association awarded the Divine Sword to Mu Wu, and since that day, Nangong Mu Lin has been tempering his martial arts, in order to recapture the Evil Divine Sword in the Nanhu Martial Arts five years later.

Facing Nangong Muwu at this moment, he has confidence!

This confidence comes from five years of practice, and also from the understanding of Nangong Muwu, with his physical defects, he will not be able to fully master the evil sword technique.

Nangong Mu Lin's long sword shimmered, and just when the tip of the sword was close to Mu Wu's body three feet in front of him, Mu Lin turned around and pulled out another thin and narrow sword from the hilt, but it was a hidden sub-sword in the sword body!

Nangong Mu Lin holds the sword in both hands, the mother sword stabs forward, the sub-sword is teased, and the two swords are at the same time, which is extremely difficult to prevent, which is the nirvana in the evil sword technique!

He has absolute confidence in this move, and he has absolute confidence in his swordsmanship!

It's a pity that the higher the hope, the deeper the despair.

But I saw a ray of light coming out of Nangong Muwu's waist and disappeared in a flash. Nangong Mu Lin only felt that his hand was light, and the swords of his son and mother were all broken, and at the same time, the clothes on his chest were all torn, but he did not hurt his skin.

Nangong Mu Lin was stunned, he didn't even see how Mu Wu used his sword clearly.

"You're defeated!" Nangong Muwu's indifferent voice sounded in the ring, and the surrounding stands were suddenly silent.

Everyone originally thought that even if Nangong Muwu could win, it would be a hard battle, but they didn't expect that Mu Lin couldn't even hold a move, this Nangong Muwu's martial arts are really impressive. I just don't know how he has improved in just a few years.

"You didn't use the weapons issued by the martial arts?!" Nangong Mu Lin suddenly shouted loudly. In the competition just now, his son-mother longsword was destroyed in one move, if it weren't for the other party's divine blade, how could it be cut so easily?

"Brother Lin, you are too underestimated. Nangong Mu Wu shook his head and slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, only to see that this long sword was the same as Mu Lin's system, and it was issued by the Nangong family, and there was no difference. Other than that, Nangong Muwu didn't carry any other weapons.

Nangong Mu Lin's face was gloomy, and he was finally sure that he had failed, and it was a complete defeat.

Mu Lin was defeated, and the remaining disciples who wanted to fight for the evil sword retreated in their hearts. Mu Lin's martial arts are not weak, but he doesn't even have a move from Mu Wu, can he take this move if he changes himself?

None of them had a clear answer in mind.

With a sword, Nangong Muwu's ring appeared cold for a long time, and there were still many children who wanted to compete for the Evil God Sword, but after comparing the difference between themselves and Nangong Mulin's martial arts, they had to give up this idea.

At this moment, I saw a tall figure jumping into the ring.

"Nangong Muwu, I'll meet you!" The speaker stood in the ring with his hands in his hands, looking at Nangong Muwu opposite, with a proud expression.

It was Nangong Muting. (To be continued.) )