Duan Yu sat on the stone bench in the stands, running the Northern Spiritual Skill, refining the internal force of Gongsun Hong, the "Dragon of the Troubled World" that he had just absorbed, without being impatient. ([x].

The heroes who watched the battle were still talking about Duan Yu's battle in Juxianzhuang, and many people saw that Duan Yu was not very proud of defeating the famous Gongsun Hong, and still maintained a very calm attitude.

Some people think that he is pretending to be a so-called master, while others admire Duan Yu very much, thinking that this is a rare victory without being arrogant.

The middle-aged Taoist priest walked to the middle of the square and announced loudly: "Next, the fourth game of the top four competition of the Taishan Conference will be held, and Mu Langjun of Aoki Fort will fight against Hu Buchou, the descendant of the Purple Marquis. ”

The battle began immediately.

Mu Langjun was wearing a green robe, looking like a hypocrite, and Hu Buchou's appearance was ordinary, his head was still a little big, and he was dressed plainly, he smiled honestly, and then the two fought fiercely.

Hu Buchou's previous master was "Qingping Swordsman" Bai Sankong, and later after the death of the master, he wandered in the rivers and lakes, and was involved in a series of grievances and entanglements in the Five Elements Demon Palace, but fortunately became the apprentice of the Marquis of Ziyi and learned exquisite martial arts.

He used a bronze sword, which did not have the sense of luxury of the purple-clothed marquis's martial arts, and was a little more calm and restrained.

And Mu Langjun used the Deadwood Divine Skill, wearing two quenching claws on his arms, fighting against it.

The defense of the Deadwood Divine Skill is excellent, and once it is in operation, his body is as tough as an ancient tree.

Hu Buchou originally had some advantages in terms of tricks, but several swords slashed at Mu Langjun's body, all of which were like slashing on an ancient tree. A strange "gurgling" sound is emitted.

"Now it seems that, according to my analysis, there are two ways to crack Mu Langjun's weird deadwood magic skill. Duan Yu said in his heart. “

First, you can use the condensed power within a yang finger to penetrate the key points on its body.

Second, you can use a heavy hammer and a blunt weapon in a giant axe to smash Mu Langjun's internal organs.

The deadwood magic skill he had worked so hard to practice was actually equivalent to wearing a very good quality armor on his body. ”

Let's be honest. This battle was not as thrilling as the first three battles.

It was equivalent to a battle of hard attrition, and after half an hour, Hu Buchou actually failed to hurt Mu Langjun. But most of his internal strength was consumed.

Mu Langjun suddenly burst out with attack power, and his quenching claw attack was quite powerful.

After a while, Hu Buchou sighed and admitted defeat.

He was a wise man. If you keep fighting, you will get hurt. It was very troublesome to be poisoned, and he thought to himself: "If I am injured, there will be no one to take care of my wife Shui Tianji, and her injuries are also very serious." ”

The group of heroes didn't understand him very much, and they talked about it, saying that Hu Buchou really didn't have the iron backbone of a man, and also said that they didn't feel like watching this battle.

"It's also because this Hu Buchou is a master who doesn't show his face, I didn't expect it to be so bad. Didn't he live up to the cultivation of the Marquis of Purple Clothes?"

"Who doesn't cherish his own life? Do you still want to fight with Mu Langjun, being scratched one or two claws is enough for you to bear. ”

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Then, the middle-aged Taoist priest announced: "The top four of this Taishan Conference have been decided, namely: Kurokawa Dazang, Murong Fu, Duan Yu and Mu Langjun"

Then he said that the rule of choice was to draw lots first, and the winner would compete for the championship and second place.

The loser will continue to fight for third place.

The rules of the competition were very simple, when they drew lots, Murong Fu and Duan Yu both glanced at each other, and sighed in their hearts: "We have made a one-year decisive battle agreement, if we draw lots to face off now, then wouldn't we advance the decisive battle?"

Fortunately, after the results of the draw came out, they both secretly breathed a long sigh of relief.

Murong Fu's opponent was Kurokawa Dazang, and Duan Yu's opponent was Mu Langjun.

When Murong Fu passed by Duan Yu's side, he smiled and arched his hand: "Duan Gongzi, if we both win the next battle, then it is inevitable that we will have to face off in advance." ”

"There's no way around it, does Murong Gongzi have any good ideas?" Duan Yu said with a smile.

"It's not a good idea, I'm just telling the truth, as long as Duan Gongzi is defeated by Mu Langjun, then the two of us will never have to face off at the Taishan Conference, and the one-year appointment is still very long!" Murong Fu smiled, he smiled so approachable that people couldn't see through him.

Duan Yu nodded and said, "It's very reasonable, but there is another situation." ”

"I want to hear about it. Murong replied.

"That is, you were defeated by Kurokawa Dazang. Duan Yu said.

Then the middle-aged Taoist priest announced that the first battle would be between Duan Yu and Mu Langjun.

Duan Yu didn't have any pressure in his heart, he said in his heart: "I don't care about the one-year appointment now, anyway, it is a decisive battle that belongs to me, so I should go all out, and I can't deliberately tolerate it." In this way, my warrior heart can be even more tenacious!"

"Brother Duan, are you still satisfied with my hospitality ten days ago? Although Mu Langjun's tone was very kind, there was a sinister look in his eyes.

"I was too rude last time, this time you have to use your tricks, let's have a fair showdown. Duan Yu said loudly.

He should first perform and practice his swordsmanship, hiding people's eyes and ears, and he does not plan to use his tricks many times to let the martial arts heroes understand his depth.

"Good swordsmanship, but it can't break my deadwood magic skills, unless you use a yang finger. Mu Langjun said.

"It didn't hurt you that day, did it? Duan Yu smiled indifferently, and dismantled a stick of incense with Mu Langjun's quenching claws.

Unexpectedly, some people in the group of heroes actually recognized this as Liancheng swordsmanship, although Duan Yu no longer sings Tang poems when he uses this swordsmanship now.

"Ah, this is actually the Liancheng swordsmanship of the famous martial arts in Xiangxi, the old man of the Iron Bone Mo Calyx Mei Niansheng!" someone exclaimed.

"What a complicated change, what a majestic sword momentum!" The heroes were amazed, they only felt that this Taishan Conference was worth the trip, they could broaden their horizons, although they could not learn these sword moves, but they could find a reference for swordsmanship, which would also be very helpful for the improvement of their martial arts in the future.

After a while, Duan Yu decided not to disassemble it anymore, and when even if he took out a yang finger, a clear voice of "snort" sounded in the air.

This light gold finger struck Mu Langjun's heart, Duan Yu didn't have a good impression of people like Mu Langjun, so he didn't feel heavy about it.

Unexpectedly, it was not like the last time in Aoki Castle, which was able to penetrate his defenses.

Only the sound of a long sword hitting the leather sounded, and the fingers only smashed the clothes in Mu Langjun's heart, but the skin of his heart only left a pale white trace, and he was not injured.

"I haven't seen you for ten days, and you have made progress again?" Duan Yu asked with some surprise.

"No, it's just that I didn't perform the last trick of the Deadwood Divine Skill that day, and the Deadwood is spring!" Mu Langjun said loudly. (To be continued......)