Next to a stone platform in the cultivation ground of the inner gate of the Holy Sword Sect, many swordsmen gathered to watch the excitement, and in the center of this crowd, there were two swordsmen facing each other, and the atmosphere of saber rattling was permeating the surroundings, and everyone was staring intently at the two people in the center of the crowd.

These two people are naturally Mu Wufeng and Chen Ming, who came to give Mu Wufeng a horse.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chen Ming said contemptuously to Mu Wufeng: "Xinsheng, if you can make my five moves, then even if I lose today, I apologize to you, if you can't catch my five moves, then you have to leave this inner gate by yourself and never come back." ”

When the onlookers heard that Chen Ming actually proposed such an unequal block, they secretly despised Chen Ming in their hearts, a disciple who had been in the inner gate for a year would be afraid that he would lose to a disciple who had just entered the inner gate, which simply made people laugh and lose their teeth.

And Mu Wufeng also chuckled lightly and responded: "If you can catch my three moves, I will do as you say and leave the inner gate of the Holy Sword Sect, if you can't catch my three moves..."

Speaking of this, Mu Wufeng paused and did not continue, and the onlookers were also full of expectations, they wanted to know what bet Mu Wufeng wanted.

Chen Ming saw that Mu Wufeng didn't continue, so he snorted coldly and said, "What's the matter? Don't dare to say that if I lose, what will you do?"

Mu Wufeng shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't dare, I'm thinking, if you lose, how many Holy Sword Stones will I get from you more appropriately?"

After hearing what Mu Wufeng said, everyone suddenly realized, it turned out that Mu Wufeng was thinking about how many Holy Sword Stones he asked Chen Ming for after he lost, and it seemed that Mu Wufeng had won this battle.

Just when everyone was talking, Mu Wufeng spoke again: "Eh... Just two million holy sword stones, Senior Brother Chen Ming, dare you make this bet. ”

Chen Ming heard that Mu Wufeng actually opened his mouth widely, and the bet he lost was destined to be two million Holy Sword Stones, even though Chen Ming had entered the inner gate of the Holy Sword Sect for a year, and had also completed a lot of purple training tasks, the deposit on his body was only more than two million three hundred thousand.

If Mu Wufeng won this competition, then almost all the Holy Sword Stones on Chen Ming's body would leave him and enter Mu Wufeng's pocket, which made Chen Ming hesitate a little, standing in place and not daring to respond.

And the crowd watching the excitement on the side, seeing that Chen Ming did not respond for a long time, they all followed suit.

"Senior Brother Chen Ming, don't dare to take this bet, just go down, don't be embarrassed here. ”

"It's just, I don't dare to pick up any big-tailed wolf, it's boring. ”

Hearing everyone's discussion, Chen Ming, who was standing in place and silent, had a red face, gritted his teeth, and said to Mu Wufeng: "Okay, I took this bet, so many people are here to witness today, if you lose, you have to get out of the inner gate of the Holy Sword Sect and never come back." ”

Seeing that Chen Ming didn't say what would happen if he lost, Mu Wufeng said with a hint of cunning at the corner of his mouth: "Senior Brother Chen Ming, what if you lose?"

Seeing that Mu Wufeng was so careful, Chen Ming snorted coldly and said, "If I lose, I will give Mu Wufeng two million Holy Sword Stones." ”

Mu Wufeng saw that Chen Ming finally said this, and thanked Chen Ming in his heart, Mu Wufeng was still worried that he didn't have time to earn the Holy Sword Stone to pay off his debts, but he didn't expect this rich man to come, Mu Wufeng still had to thank this Chen Ming.

And Chen Ming also comforted himself in his heart: "Don't worry, this hairy boy who just entered the inner door will not be my opponent, I will definitely be able to easily resist his attack." ”

Chen Ming then drew his sword and prepared to resist Mu Wufeng's offensive moves, but Mu Wufeng stood in place, motionless, as if waiting for something.

As time passed, the swordsmen around Mu Wufeng and Chen Ming were already impatiently watching the battle between the two, but Mu Wufeng didn't have the slightest intention of making a move at this time, and many onlookers showed puzzled expressions.

And Chen Ming also frowned slightly at this time, and thought in his heart: "Could it be that this Mu Wufeng knows that the cowhide he blows can't be rounded, and chooses not to show his weak strength without a fight?"

But just when Chen Ming relaxed his vigilance a little, and when he was puzzled in his heart, Mu Wufeng quickly swung his sword, and while stabbing at Chen Ming quickly, he shouted in his mouth: "Fire Flame Sword Technique!"

With Mu Wufeng's shout, the sword in Mu Wufeng's hand was surrounded by flames of sword qi, exuding a scorching temperature, as if burning the surrounding air into nothingness, and attacked towards Chen Ming not far away.

And that Chen Ming felt the scorching fiery sword qi that was rapidly attacking him, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and he muttered in his mouth: "How can the power of this kid's swordsmanship be so great, it doesn't look like a freshman who has just entered the inner gate." ”

But since this bet Chen Ming had already followed, even if he was surprised by the power of this Flame Sword Technique, he would have to resist this move hard.

"Boom!"

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and the fiery sword qi instantly collided with Chen Ming, who was in a posture of resisting, and there was a loud noise, and the sword qi wave that erupted, even if the hair of the onlookers in the distance was lifted one after another, the power of Mu Wufeng's attack this time could be seen.

Everyone looked at Chen Ming, who had just undergone this powerful move, and saw that the clothes on Chen Ming's body showed signs of breaking at this time, but there was no wound, just a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Although Mu Wufeng's attack this time failed to hurt Chen Ming on the surface, only Chen Ming himself knew that in order to resist the attack of this move, even if he didn't show any wounds on the surface, the power of this fiery sword qi still bombarded his internal organs violently, so that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Chen Ming's mouth.

Obviously, this Chen Ming was shocked by Mu Wufeng's only one move, and he suffered a lot of internal injuries, which was also something Mu Wufeng expected.

That Chen Ming didn't flinch because of the power of this move, and then he said to Mu Wufeng: "Come on, there are two more moves, let me see what else you kid is capable of?"

Chen Ming was extremely reluctant to believe that Mu Wufeng had a sword move that was more powerful than the flaming sword qi just now, so he spoke to Mu Wufeng like this.

But what Chen Ming never expected was that this Flame Sword Technique was just an appetizer that Mu Wufeng invited him to eat, and the main dish was still waiting for him later.

Mu Wufeng didn't say much politely to Chen Ming, and shouted in his mouth again: "Fire Flame Sword Qi!"

Chen Ming snorted coldly, this Mu Wufeng thought that he could defeat him with just this fiery sword qi, it was simply whimsical.

But Mu Wufeng hadn't stopped yet, and after he used the fiery sword qi, he shouted: "The whirlwind sword technique is the first heavy, the first whirlwind." ”

I saw that a rapidly rotating whirlwind had condensed in mid-air, and everyone could feel that there was a huge power hidden in this whirlwind.

The reason why Mu Wufeng only used a whirlwind was that he was afraid that Chen Ming would not be able to catch his attack and be seriously injured, which Mu Wufeng did not want to see, after all, he was still pointing to this gold lord to give him a steady stream of holy sword stones.

As soon as Mu Wufeng's mind moved, the fiery sword qi and the whirlwind attacked Chen Ming one after another.

Chen Ming clenched the sword tightly with both hands, and many beads of sweat were already oozing from his palms, and his back became wet as if it had just been washed by the water, obviously Chen Ming felt the power of this set of combined swordsmanship, and also knew that he could not resist Mu Wufeng's attack this time, caused by fright.

"How could it be, is the strength of this freshman already so strong?" Chen Ming roared in his heart, but he couldn't back down at this time.

If he resists desperately, there may be some opportunities to resist, then he will win this gamble, if he doesn't fight this one, then the two million Holy Sword Stones he has worked so hard to accumulate for a year will all disappear and enter Mu Wufeng's pocket, which is unacceptable to Chen Ming.

Mu Wufeng also knew in his heart that if he really let this Flame Sword Qi and Whirlwind Sword Qi attack this Chen Ming, Chen Ming's fate would definitely not be good, and he might still rest in bed for ten days and half a month because of the injuries he suffered in this battle.

But Mu Wufeng just wanted to kill the chicken to show the monkey, if he let go of this Chen Ming today, then in the future, the new students who had just entered the inner gate of the Holy Sword Sect would be wantonly humiliated by the old students, then how could the inner gate of the Holy Sword Sect develop healthily in the future.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Wufeng's combined sword move had already reached a position in front of Chen Ming, and it was about to bombard Chen Ming in the blink of an eye, but a figure appeared in front of Chen Ming, and the attack of Mu Wufeng in front of Chen Ming's eyes was easily resolved...