"Hello senior sister!" Mo Yu saluted, and then slowly took out an object from his arms.

After seeing the familiar brand, Murong Ruolan was slightly stunned, and then she giggled, her beautiful eyelashes flickered a few times, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a junior brother, I haven't seen you for a year, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

"I didn't expect to meet my senior sister. Mo Yu had already regained her previous calm and said with a light smile.

"I heard that there are several new disciples in this big competition who are very good, and I think the junior disciple is one of them. Murong Ruolan's eyes fluttered, and she looked at Mo Yu with a smile.

"Senior sister praised it falsely!" Mo Yu scratched her head a little embarrassedly, and then handed the thing in her hand forward.

"What's the matter, now that my junior brother's cultivation is profound, don't you need what I gave out?" Looking at the Linyu Peak nameplate handed over, Murong Ruolan's voice grew cold, as if there was a slight anger.

"No, Senior Sister misunderstood, I just wanted to" Seeing that Mo Rong Ruolan's face suddenly changed, Mo Yu's heart suddenly tightened somehow, and she looked a little nervous.

"Just what?"

"Senior sister, don't blame, I just heard that this card is unique to Linyu Peak, each disciple only gets one, I'm afraid that after the senior sister gave me this thing, it will be inconvenient to act in the future, so I want to return it to its original owner. ”

"In this way, I have to thank the little junior brother for his kindness!" After listening to Mo Yu's words, Murong Ruolan's face gradually improved.

"You just have to take care of this thing, you don't have to pay attention to the rest, I still say that, if there is something to use this card to come to Yufeng to find me." ”

"This"

"Don't talk nonsense!Let the senior sister come today to learn the mastery of the junior brother!" Seeing that Moyu hesitated, Murong Ruolan seemed unwilling to give him another chance to speak, and swept forward with a soft flash.

Looking at Murong Ruolan, who attacked without saying a word, Mo Yu was speechless for a moment, but his subordinates didn't dare to despise half a point, after all, the other party was a genius who could enter the heavenly list.

Murong Ruolan stepped forward, only to see a flash of blue light in his hand, and suddenly a transparent short sword appeared.

The short sword is only more than two feet, the whole body is blue, and there are many fine runes carved on the sword body, and the streamer is model, with the injection of true qi, the light blue halo that keeps circulating on the sword body, and the faint streamer is reflected on Murong Ruolan's delicate face, which is very good-looking.

"I didn't expect Senior Sister Shui Yun to give the 'Zhong Lingjian' to Senior Nephew Ruolan, it seems that Senior Sister is bound to win this big competition!"

In the Green Dragon Palace, Feng Xiao looked at the short sword in Murong Ruolan's hand, and was quite surprised.

"Senior brother is serious, I just think that Ruolan has a fate with this sword, and her cultivation can already control this sword, so this is given to her. Shui Yun's expression was indifferent, so that people couldn't see the slightest emotion.

Feng Xiao froze when she heard this, and then turned her head to look at Mo Zigui, "I don't know what treasures Senior Brother Mo gave to your precious disciple?"

Mo Zigui smiled and didn't say anything, just looked at the ring with a blank look, not knowing what he was thinking.

Murong Ruolan's body is elegant, smart and skillful, and her every move is like dancing, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye, and even many disciples in the stands are intoxicated by it unconsciously.

At this time, Mo Yu seemed a little restrained, just constantly dodging, and didn't seem to dare to grab its edge.

"Look! That kid is going to be defeated. A disciple in the stands looked at Mo Yu, who was walking a little messily in the ring, and suddenly gloated a little.

"That's, you don't want to think about it, how can a character like Murong Ruolan be matched by a country boy like him. ”

The blue dagger shimmered in the ring, sometimes like a clear spring, sometimes like a drizzle, and it looked like a nimble blue elf constantly jumping in the air.

Murong Ruolan's flashing figure in the ring caused bursts of applause from the stands from time to time.

At this time, looking at Mo Yu who was constantly moving and dodging in front of him, Murong Ruolan became more and more shocked, she didn't expect that this ordinary-looking young man could hold on to himself for so long without falling behind.

Although she looked a little at a loss, Murong Ruolan, who was in it, knew in her heart that Mo Yu's seemingly messy steps were free and subtle.

Whenever the 'Zhong Lingjian' seemed to be about to touch him, it was always dissolved by him lightly, but Moyu just blindly dodged and did not take the initiative to attack, which made it very difficult for Murong Ruolan to find out his flaws.

Murong Ruolan, who had always been quite high-spirited, suddenly felt an indescribable sense of frustration.

The two struggled for a while, and the short sword in Murong Ruolan's hand suddenly trembled, and somehow, it broke away from his hand in an instant, and fell down as he saw it.

And just as everyone was stunned, the short sword that had fallen suddenly stabbed upwards without warning, as if it had come to life, like an arrow from the string straight to Moyu's chest.

When the short sword fell, Mo Yu was already alert, but because the distance between the two had been relatively close, so, when this scene came, Mo Yu was too late to dodge, and inadvertently saw a sly smile on the other side, Mo Yu couldn't help but have a wry smile in his heart.

"Don't you want to hide, then Miss Ben will leave you with nowhere to hide!" This is Mo Rong Ruolan's heart at the moment.

Mo Yu, who had no way to retreat, had to make a move, as in a previous competition, his fingers bent slightly, and flicked lightly towards the sword body that was stabbing at a rapid pace.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of the sword groan echoed, and after the azure short sword was flicked by Mo Yu's fingers, it was like a heavy blow, and after a while, it flew back into Murong Ruolan's hand tremblingly.

Feeling the trembling of the sword body, Murong Ruolan's complexion changed for a while, and she looked at Mo Yu in a daze, her beautiful eyes were full of complex emotions, surprised, incredulous, and a little annoyed.

Gently stroking the sword body, Murong Ruolan seemed to be able to feel the soft groan of the 'Zhong Ling Sword', her apricot eyes widened, and she looked at Mo Yu with some annoyance: "You!"

"Uh" Mo Yu looked a little innocent at this moment, looking at Murong Ruolan who had signs of anger, he had to say stupidly: "Senior sister, I'm really sorry, I couldn't control my strength just now." ”

At this time, whether it was the stands not far away or the Qinglong Palace, there was a dead silence.

"Senior Brother Mo, what kind of monster is this kid!" Shui Yun, who had always been known for his calm and indifference, almost roared and questioned after seeing the scene just now.

Everyone was taken aback by Shui Yun's appearance, and Mo Zigui also persuaded with a bitter face: "Senior sister, please calm down." ”

Feng Xiao and Yuyang looked at Shui Yun, who had lost his mind, and looked at Mo Zigui, who was indifferent, and they suddenly felt that they had jumped into a deep pit.

Looking at the harmless Moyu of humans and animals, Murong Ruolan, who was in anger, trembled inexplicably in her heart, "Yes, this is a martial arts competition, why should I blame him?"

She was condensed, looked at Mo Yu very seriously, and immediately, the sword pointed forward, and suddenly a soft qi emanated from her body, and with the influx of true qi, the runes on the azure short sword suddenly burst out with a rich blue light.

Luo Shang flew, and Murong Ruolan stood in the air like a holy immortal at this time, but the next moment, the blue light short sword seemed to emit a buzz, and then disappeared into Murong Ruolan's hand, and turned into countless thin streamers, shooting towards the black jade on the opposite side.

"The sky is full of clouds!"

"I didn't expect that Senior Nephew Ruolan had cultivated the 'Yunshui Jue' to such an extent, it was really terrifying!" Looking at the light flowing like water in the ring, Mo Zigui sincerely admired.

"Hmph!" Shui Yun's face was also slightly better after seeing this scene, but she didn't speak, but there was a faint hint of pride on her face between her eyebrows, obviously, she was very satisfied with Murong Ruolan's performance at the moment.

"I didn't expect Murong Ruolan to improve so quickly in the past few years, if I encounter this trick, I'm afraid I will also have a headache, it seems that the kid on the other side is going to lose!"

"Not necessarily!"

In the stands, Batian and the handsome man had come here at some point, and after seeing Murong Ruolan's trick, Batian frowned, as if he was thinking about how to crack it.

However, the voice of a handsome man was heard.

Batian looked at the man a little weirdly, then at the Mo Yu in the field, and wondered, "What do you say?"

From beginning to end, I saw only one emotion in his eyes, and that was absolute calmness. Even in the face of Murong Ruolan now, his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest. ”

"Uh!" Hearing such an answer, Batian was dumbfounded.

Looking at the overwhelming streamer, Mo Yu's brows furrowed slightly, but there was no trace of panic, at this time he just quietly looked at the light that was getting closer and closer to him.

Just when the light was less than a foot away from Mo Yu, he moved.

I saw him stretch out his hands and make a rather strange movement.

The left hand nudges forward, and the right hand spins against the incoming streamer, which is like drawing a circle.

However, it was such a simple action, but once again stunned everyone present.

At this moment, his palms seemed to form an invisible force field, and the rapidly enveloping streamer dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye when it touched Mo Yu's palm, like the first snow meeting the scorching sun.

Mo Yu's hands were like a magical grinding plate, constantly spinning, and in a few moments, the sky was completely wiped out.

The crowd watching the battle looked at the incredible scene in front of them with full shock.

The surroundings were quiet and terrifying, and the strong momentum emitted by the 'Zhong Ling Sword' had disappeared completely, and there seemed to be only the indifferent young man and the light blue ball of light in his hand that was constantly circulating.