"Blood Sword" Chapter 063 Battle Murong Yuehu (I)

At this moment, the dazzling sun is already high in the sky. The morning game also made the Murong clan select the top four. They are the most prominent representatives of this generation.

Murong Mo, the son of the Eighth Elder. At the age of seventeen, he cultivated as a four-star sword outside the realm. And it is deeply penetrated by a strange body method, which is extremely ethereal.

Murong Yuehu, the son of the Great Elder. At the age of seventeen, his cultivation is also a four-star in the Sword Outer Realm. However, the understanding of the sword is extremely profound. Because of this, he was admitted as a central disciple by the Wind Spirit Sect, and his future was limitless.

Murong Qingluan, the daughter of the Great Elder, has been gifted since she was a child, and she is a core disciple of the Wind Spirit Sect. Although the cultivation is not clear, it will definitely not be lower than Murong Yuehu.

Murong was cold-hearted, and at the age of five, he cultivated to break through the sword qi and reach the outer realm of the sword. is so talented, even surpassing Murong Qingluan. But after that, the sword vein was abolished and reduced to waste. I didn't expect to make a comeback a year later and step into the sword realm again. Although he has never shown his strength from beginning to end, he is no longer weaker than Murong Mo by defeating Murong Fen's strength in one move. Speaking of which, he is the real dark horse of this clan meeting.

These four people are the true geniuses of Murong Hanxin. And now the four of them are gathered to compete for the title of champion. This kind of competition is also very much expected by everyone.

"Ahem!"

Murong Cang coughed a few times to show that everyone was quiet.

And the people watching also knew that the real decisive battle was coming, so they stopped the noise and discussion quite cooperatively.

Murong Cang nodded with satisfaction, and then spoke: "The rest time is over." In the first game, Murong Yuehu fought against Murong Hanxin and began. ”

As soon as the words fell, two figures came quickly. Stomping on the ground and moving forward quickly with the help of a strong recoil. The other is ethereal, like a ghost.

The two men reached the top of the stage almost at the same moment. The corners of their lips were slightly upturned, but their eyes were wary of each other.

"My powerful brother, you have finally turned over. Do you have to thank your brother and me for stimulating you in the first place?" Murong Yuehu was the first to speak, although he congratulated on the surface, the mockery in his eyes was unobstructed.

Murong Hanxin's expression was still indifferent, and he immediately said loudly: "Brother Yuehu, your cultivation is a little stumbling, don't you need your brother to stimulate you!"

"What are you talking about?!My cultivation is stumbling! Hmph, even as you said, twenty moves are enough to defeat you!"

"Twenty moves?" Murong played with his fingers playfully, and said indifferently: "In my hands, you can't hold three moves!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"This kid is crazy! Do you think Murong Yuehu is so easy to deal with?"

"Yes, the Wind Spirit Sect is far from being comparable to my Murong Clan. Moreover, Brother Yuehu is also a central disciple of the Wind Spirit Sect, and there is no shortage of various resources. If you want to defeat Brother Yuehu in three moves, Murong Hanxin, this kid is dreaming!"

"Hehe, I think he was too successful in the first few games, but now he is getting carried away. ”

......

The bursts of discussion that erupted in the crowd made Murong Yuehu's face full of pride.

Murong Hanxin said lightly: "Whether it can succeed or not, you will know if you try it!"

Murong Yuehu saw the indifferent Murong Hanxin, and his expression was indeed slightly condensed. For a moment, he seemed to know something. Immediately said coldly: "Murong Hanxin, don't think I don't know your weaknesses! Hehe, I won't let you succeed!"

Hearing this, Murong was cold, and he couldn't help frowning.

He has his own weaknesses? Why doesn't he know about it?

At this moment, Murong Yuehu proudly applied: "Patriarch, my Mobei Continent respects swords, so I apply that in this final stage, both sides must use swords!"

Hearing Murong Yuehu's words, Murong Hanxin's face couldn't help twitching, and he muttered, "This kid is looking for a smoke!"

And Murong Yang on the stage frowned slightly, because since Murong Hanxin returned. He also had never seen Murong Hanxin use a sword. Therefore, after Murong Yuehu made this request, Murong Yang couldn't help but feel rejection in his heart.

"I think martial arts are broad, so there's no need to limit the way. Murong Yang thought for a moment, and also expressed his opinion firmly.

The Great Elder snorted coldly: "Patriarch, I think what Yuehu said is right. But since you don't agree, patriarch, let's vote!"

Hearing the words of the Great Elder, Murong Hanxin snorted coldly, several elders in the family were all bought by him, so even if he voted, he must agree with Murong Yuehu's suggestion. Therefore, there is no need to lose face.

"Father, promise him!" Just when Murong Yang was quite conflicted, a cold but affirmative voice came out.

At this moment, Murong Yuehu turned his head to look at Murong Hanxin who was speaking, and couldn't help but sneer. It seems that this kid is really impatient!

"Xin'er, you ......," Murong Yang also said with some doubts.

But before he finished speaking, Ye Ling interrupted: "Father, believe me, it's no problem." ”

Murong Yang was about to deny it again, but the confident light in Murong Hanxin's eyes made him believe it.

"Well, since you all want to be a stepping stone for my son. I don't mind!" Murong Yang said domineeringly.

When the Great Elder heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately said, "Patriarch, this is not appropriate, although Murong Hanxin has recovered his sword vein, he is still not a strong man. At least, he couldn't even beat the Leaping Tiger. ”

"What did you say?" Murong Yang's expression was slightly angry.

The Great Elder also did not back down, and said with great certainty: "The old man is telling the truth, he will definitely not be able to hold up twenty moves under Yuehu's hands. Patriarch, if you don't believe me, do you dare to bet with me?"

"What are you betting on?" Murong Yang waved his robe and said angrily.

The Great Elder seemed to have expected that Murong Yang would agree, and immediately replied, "Just bet on the position of the next patriarch." If the Tiger wins, the next patriarch will be the Tiger. ”

"What about Murong Yuehu lost?"

"If you lose, you will appoint Murong Hanxin as the next patriarch. ”

"Great Elder, you have a problem with your head! The next patriarch is originally me, in this case, what does it mean to win or lose for me!"

As soon as the Great Elder's words fell, Murong Han's sarcastic voice came from the battle platform.

(In the previous chapter, Murong Dong's cultivation was written incorrectly, it was the sword qi instead of the sword outer realm, and now it has been changed, please feel free to read it.) If you see a mistake in the future, tell Dawn in time! I just finished writing this chapter, and now I'm coding the second chapter, and I'll try my best to do two updates tomorrow. Brothers, if you feel cool, please click on the top left corner of the Add to Bookshelf, Dawn is grateful!!)