"No, how can I eat such a big sword?" Mu Langjun was a little stunned for a moment. [23] [wx].

However, he quickly reacted, this stone sword was so heavy that it was smashed down in the air, even if Mu Langjun had the deadwood magic power to protect his body, he would not be able to eat the end of walking around.

He hurriedly dodged, and Duan Yu smashed down in the air, and the first hit hit the ground, forming a deep pit, and the crack in the stone slab extended into the distance.

To tell the truth, the material of this stone sword is very good, and there are no cracks in the stone sword.

Duan Yu felt that this method was effective, and after thinking about it a little in his heart, he perfected this strategy more and more.

He was now holding such a heavy stone sword, and it was very inconvenient to cast Ling Bo Weibu again, even if he reluctantly cast it, he would lose the mystery and elegance of Ling Bo Weibu.

"I'll use false tricks to scare him first, and then suddenly hit him with a real fight, I guess this can be done. Duan Yu said in his heart.

He did as planned, picked up a stone sword long and smashed it, and Mu Langjun dodged a few times.

After Duan Yu closed the distance, he suddenly burst out of speed and smashed the stone sword head-on.

Mu Langjun couldn't avoid it, but when he heard the muffled sound, he only felt a huge headache, and he was quite dizzy.

Duan Yu succeeded in one move, and the latter move swept in like a stormy wave.

After more than a dozen strokes, Mu Langjun was no longer as majestic as before, but fell to the ground, curled up, the green light on his body also dissipated, and changed back to his normal appearance, but his viscera was seriously injured, and he spat blood.

"You don't beg for mercy?" Duan Yu said.

Mu Langjun gestured to beg for mercy, but he didn't even have the strength to speak now.

Duan Yu also threw away the stone sword. Go to the side and retrieve your crimson sword.

"Duan Yu Shaoxia, I didn't say you, you destroyed the stone sword of the Taishan Fengzen Platform in my Dongyue Gate. It should be cost compensation. The middle-aged Taoist priest ran over and said very strictly.

"Okay, I'll pay after the final. You are such a big sect, you won't be afraid that I, a ranger, will escape?" Duan Yu said with a light smile.

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at Duan Yu deeply and said, "I will believe you for the time being, but if you want to run away from the debt." Then I, Dongyuemen, will launch a martial arts group to encircle and suppress you. ”

Duan Yu spread his hands to express his helplessness, and then the middle-aged Taoist priest announced loudly: "Duan Yu fights Mu Langjun, Duan Yu wins." ”

Above the stands. There was thunderous applause and cheers, and Qunhao was this temper.

Although there was a lot of discussion just now, it was very schadenfreude, but as long as whoever won in the end. They still don't have prejudices. I'll applaud sincerely.

Duan Yu made a square gesture and returned to his seat, inadvertently, he looked at Murong Fu's side, but seeing that his eyes were cold, he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the blink of an eye, Duan Yu saw Wang Yuyan again, and the two looked at each other. Suddenly, the indescribable tenderness jumped on the page.

Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent. That's it!

Wang Yuyan smiled. What a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world.

"Little fairy, very good, I will try my best to win the championship of this Tarzan Conference for you. Duan Yu said in his heart.

Since Duan Yu defeated Mu Langjun, then he has the qualifications to compete for the championship, even if he loses in the next duel, he will still be in second place, and he can get the reward of Longquan Sword.

If Duan Yu can win the championship of this Taishan Conference, then he is qualified to serve as the leader of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance for three years.

As for three years later, it will be the next Taishan Conference.

The bright sun shining on the square at the top of Mount Tai looks so majestic, and after such a long battle on the square, the many cracks that have appeared, and the stone sword statue that has been cut off in the middle looks shocking.

After a while, the middle-aged Taoist priest announced: "Next, the mysterious white-clothed swordsman Kurokawa Dazang will fight against the famous Gusu Murong Fu. ”

The scene cheered thunderously again, this can be described as a pinnacle showdown.

The white-clothed swordsman Kurokawa Dazang has shocked the heroes by the bloody rain and bloody wind stirred up in the northern martial arts during this time.

And Gusu Murong Fu has long been famous, good at hundreds of martial arts, and defeated the equally prestigious Shui Tianji in the previous battle, and the heroes have placed too much hope and expectation on the name Gusu Murong Fu.

"Murong Gongzi, defeat this Dongying swordsman and win glory for our Central Plains martial arts!"

"South Murong, North Qiao Feng! will always support you. ”

"Beiqiao Feng is a Khitan dog thief, don't talk nonsense!"

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The shouts of the heroes were quite lively.

Murong Fu held a sword in his hand, performed handsome light skills, and flew to the square very elegantly.

The words "Pianpian Gongzi" and "Young Hero" are no longer enough to describe Murong Fu.

And the mysterious white-clothed swordsman Kurokawa Dazang slowly climbed the stairs step by step and walked over.

He looks like an unpopular martial artist in the martial arts, not exuding a little momentum and internal force fluctuations.

But those who knew his achievements did not dare to underestimate him.

"Nan Murong, I'm glad to meet. Kurokawa Dazang was the first to speak, and he also said a kind word.

"Kurokawa Dazang, you're good! But you killed too many heroes in our Central Plains, I can't let you go. Murong replied.

Although Murong Fu only saw the battle in which Heichuan Dazang shot to kill Huo Baoyu at the Taishan Conference, he had already inquired very clearly about the major events on the rivers and lakes before, especially the battle on the coast of the East China Sea ten days ago.

At that time, when Kurokawa Dazang defeated the Purple Yi Hou, he performed the "Yan Hui" trick.

After many inquiries, Murong Fu finally knew roughly how this sword was issued, so he was also secretly wary, he felt that with his excellent skills, he should still have a certain chance of winning.

They didn't have to talk much nonsense, and they started fighting.

Murong Fu is still performing a hundred swordsmanship, which makes it extremely complicated and full of flowers, and after a few moves, he uses another swordsmanship, which can be described as an endless stream of exquisite moves.

Although the heroes were amazed, Kurokawa Dazang didn't pay attention to it so much, still holding the snowy long sword in both hands, slashing horizontally and vertically, it seems that the swordsmanship is very simple, but it contains a variety of practical and subtle changes, which is unpredictable.

After dozens of moves, Murong Fu suddenly felt that the wound on his shoulder hurt again, which was caused by the hidden weapon when he was fighting against Shui Tianji.

"I have to fight quickly, or I will fail if this wound starts. Murong Fu's mind was keen, and he quickly recognized the situation, and he decided to use Dou Zhuan Xing to deal with the strange and unpredictable "Yan Hui" trick.

So, Murong Fu shouted and reprimanded: "Heichuan Dazang, hurry up and use your tricks, I don't believe that it is so powerful." ”

"You brought it upon yourself, as you wished. Kurokawa said in a deep voice.

Then, Kurokawa Dazang was ready to go, his feet together, and he spun on the ground, and the dust and sand were rolling. (To be continued......)