Chapter 062 of "Blood Sword" The top four are born

"Murong Yuehu vs. Murong Dong!"

After a long time, Murong Cang woke up from Murong Hanxin's domineering figure, and immediately read out the two people on the "second" battle platform.

Murong Dong's cultivation is the outer realm of the Nine Star Sword, in fact, among the younger generation, this is already very good. But standing with Murong Yuehu is quite weak.

"Let's go!" Murong Cang announced.

As soon as the voice fell, Murong Yuehu's figure suddenly burst out.

And Murong Dong hurriedly retreated. While retreating, he shouted loudly: "Don't fight, don't fight, I surrender!"

"Surrender?" Murong Yuehu, who was moving forward at great speed, glanced at his palm playfully, and then his eyes suddenly became fierce, and the icy long sword appeared again. He looked gloomy and said, "No way!"

"Boom!"

With a bang, the powerful sword qi directly submerged into Murong Dong's body, and the blood continued to flow out like water bursting the embankment.

"Bastard!" The seven elders on the stage stood up and scolded angrily: "Dong'er has already surrendered, why do you still have such a heavy hand?"

Murong Yuehu was affectionate but indifferent, he glanced at the Seventh Elder, and then said slowly, "Has he surrendered?" And the sword has no eyes, since you are participating in the competition, you should be prepared for this!"

"You!"

The Seventh Elder was about to get angry, but the Great Elder snorted coldly at this time and said, "Old Seven, don't overdo it!"

As soon as the Great Elder said this, the Seventh Elder suddenly looked like a deflated ball, his expression was also slightly pale, and he immediately sat down on the chair.

"Murong Yuehu, win!" Murong Cang announced again.

When the announcement was made, there was also a burst of noise in the crowd.

Compared to Murong Hanxin, Murong Yuehu, who defeated the nine-stage sword qi with one sword, also brought a great shock. His shock comes from ferocity!

"Murong Qingluan vs. Murong Di!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly erupted in an astonishing chant. After all, many years ago, Murong Qingluan left the Murong clan, so the Murong clan people were very curious about this girl who had been cultivating in the Wind Spirit Sect all year round.

Hearing the sound of the announcement, Murong Qingluan also flew directly onto the stage, Miao Man's posture and the dress flying in the wind gave people an unparalleled enjoyment.

And a moment after Murong Qingluan came on the field, Murong Di's man also walked up. He glanced at Murong Qingluan, and then said indifferently: "I'm not your opponent, I admit defeat!"

As soon as such a sentence came out, everyone present opened their lips in disbelief. After all, this Murong Di is not a nameless person among the younger generation of the Murong clan. His cultivation had just broken through to the Four-Star Sword Outer Realm not long ago. It is two levels higher than that Murong Fen.

But now when facing Murong Qingluan, he directly chose to admit defeat, which shows Murong Qingluan's terrifying strength.

Murong Qingluan glanced at Murong Di, then turned around and stepped down. It seems that she is not surprised by such a result!

And after Murong Qingluan ended, the remaining two people also slowly took the stage. And the most interesting thing is that these two people turned out to be the children of the Eighth Elder-son Murong Mo and daughter Murong Ye.

Such a peculiar duel ended with Murong Ye's automatic exit.

Murong Cang looked at Murong Ye's figure stepping down and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This year's clan meeting was really peculiar. In this second round of the game, except for the one in which Murong Hanxin was cold, he all chose to admit defeat. This has never happened before.

After a moment, Murong Yang slowly stood up. He glanced at the four people present, and then said, "The top four in this session are Murong Hanxin, Murong Yuehu, Murong Qingluan and Murong Mo. Due to back-to-back matches, the game was suspended for half an hour. Half an hour later, the rest of the championship battle begins again. Now ask the four players to come to the stage to draw lots to decide who will be the next one. ”

The four did not hesitate and went directly to the stage to draw lots.

Murong Hanxin spread out the bamboo stick in his hand and said indifferently: "One"

"One"!

Murong Hanxin had just finished speaking, and Murong Yuehu on the side was also talking. There was a ruthlessness in his expression.

Murong Hanxin waved his hand indifferently, after all, it was not certain who would win and who would lose!

According to Murong Hanxin's estimate, Murong Yuehu's cultivation should have reached the four-star outside the sword realm. Compared with himself, this kind of cultivation still has a big gap. Therefore, he really didn't pay attention to this Murong Yuehu.

And Murong Mo and Murong Yuehu have similar cultivation thoughts, but there is nothing to worry about. The only thing that made Murong Hanxin feel dangerous was Murong Qingluan, who had never used the spirit sword qi. She is Murong Hanxin's biggest opponent.

As the rest time began, the elders couldn't help but step down to ask about their physical condition.

And Murong Yang also walked directly in front of Murong Hanxin, smashed a fist at Murong Hanxin, and said with a smile: "Stinky boy, you did a very good job! These little things that have no knowledge dare to be rampant in front of my Murong Yang's son!"

Looking at Murong Yang's stunned face, Murong Hanxin also laughed.

Murong Yang's face on the side was flushed, and he left in a hurry. But when he left, he still muttered: "Actually, the most rampant is still that Murong Yuehu, if you can teach him a lesson, it will be perfect." However, Xin'er's strength is not enough. ”

Although Murong Yang's voice was low, it was extremely light and clear, and it came into Murong Hanxin's ears. He looked at Murong Yang's back and muttered, "Let's wait and see!"