This sword made Mutong's face suddenly change.

He knew before that Xiao Yao's strength was not simple, but he didn't expect that the sword Qi could be so powerful.

Standing in front of the stage Xu Shiniu and others, the expression on their faces looked a little dignified.

"How can I feel that Haige's sword Qi is much stronger than before?" Xu Qian is not a swordsman, and he has no unique opinions and feelings about sword Qi. He just tells what he sees and feels now.

"It's not just sword Qi." The expression on Xu Qian's face became a little strange, "and the Qi in his body. Otherwise, with the sword Qi alone, this sword would never be so powerful."

Xu Qian nodded his head.

People who know Xiao Yao's identity, such as Wang Lifu of Anyang, have very strange facial expressions at this time.

After hearing the discussion between Xu Qian and Shiniu, they didn't know what to say.

This is called powerful?

That's terrible?

Isn't it supposed to be, as it is?

If Xiao Yao, who is standing in the challenge arena, really wants to open up his firepower at this time, how many swords can he block with the strength of Mutong?

A sword? Or two swords?

Mutong's fame is relatively early, probably decades ago has been in the martial arts conference, but even so what? Over the years, how did he ever make it to the top ten and the legendary list?

When Xiao Yao was born, he was able to carve his name on that stone tablet. Isn't that enough?

Why should he fight with Xiao Yao?

A sword breaks the mountain.

Mutong is not a mountain, and dare not block this sword.

Under the attack of Xiao Yao, he found that the only thing he could do was run away in a panic.

It's hard to get away from this one. The black shirt, which symbolizes the president of the martial arts assembly, is cut one after another. It seems that the red blood is spilling out.

The air seemed to be filled with a strong smell of blood.

However, on Xiao Yao's sword, the blade was still clean and bright, and he could not see any blood. He probably felt that the blood of Mutong was not suitable for the long sword in his hand.

Xiao Yao looks at Mutong who is still gasping. The smile on his face is as bright as ever. He has no joy and pride after gaining the advantage.

In fact, it is also very easy to understand.

How can a tiger be proud of killing a rabbit?

This is a kind of honor for the rabbit, but a shame for the tiger.

Xiao Yao narrowed his eyes, looked at the embarrassed Mutong, said with a smile: "Chairman mu, if you only have such strength, it may be difficult to kill me!"

Mutong's eyes were dispirited.

He looked at Xiao Yao, no matter how he looked, there was no way to see anything.

He always felt that there was another face hidden under that face.

Maybe it's an old man.

Otherwise, how can the other side have such strength at this age? Even if he really began to practice in his mother's womb, it's impossible for him to practice to this point now!

Suddenly, Mutong is crazy and pours at Xiao Yao.

He thinks that even if he really wants to die here today, he must prove his strength. This is not only to prove himself, but also to tell the world that their martial arts conference is not so unbearable. If a young man can act recklessly in their martial arts conference, what is the significance of holding the martial Arts Conference in the future? This is a kind of irony. Which young people dare to come to the martial arts competition?

If the martial arts conference really disappears in Lingwu world, what is the significance of its existence?

So, even if it's death, he will make Xiao Yao pay the price!

Looking at the crazy general appearance of Mutong, Xiao Yao just shook his head.

"If my aura hasn't been suppressed, it's not difficult to kill me with your strength."

"But now, why do you kill me?"

Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly turned cold.

When he killed Liu Yiyan, Ren Hao and the disciples of TA Tianzong, he showed such eyes.

Although he did not know Mutong, there was no so-called deep hatred between him and the other party. But anyone who wants to kill him has to become a corpse and be trampled on by him.

Many people say that the height Xiao Yao has reached now can only be looked up to by many people. They even envy Xiao Yao for being able to see the high scenery. However, how many people can know how many withered bones Xiao Yao is stepping on?

Fu Lijian once again sparkled a golden light.

After the golden light rippling, Xiao Yao's body will rush forward. It's like a fallen leaf on the water, rippling with the wave light and going away with the wave. It looks so natural.

Xuanyuan light cold, see this scene, suddenly shocked speechless.

"Is that what my ancestors used to say before, blending in kendo?" She said with difficulty, her lips moving gently.

She couldn't believe it.

How did the young man do it?

The so-called Kendo can't escape the word "Dao".

Melt into heaven and earth, melt into the avenue, turn yourself into a wind, a leaf, a winding river, a mountain.

This is the so-called integration into Tao.

I come on the wind.

I go with the waves.

I think the mountain is high and the water is far away.

I hope the sea will accept all rivers.

Xuanyuan light cold wry smile.

She really can't understand how Xiao Yao did it.

How many swordsmen are there in Lingwu world? How many swordsmen with strong swordsmanship, and how many of them have devoted their whole life to the study of kendo, but can they stand on the peak of Kendo and appreciate such a landscape?

If we have to say why Xiao Yao can achieve such a state, the truth is very simple, because Xiao Yao is a semi Taoist monk swordsman.

Although he had used sword before, he knew little about it, so he had little knowledge about other people's knowledge of Kendo in his mind. Most of his understanding was from his own exploration.

But most swordsmen in Lingwu world are not so lucky as him.

For example, Xuanyuan QingHan has about 100 Kendo secret books and mental skills in her mind. In the Qin Dynasty, in Tianji Pavilion, there are countless Kendo masters who tirelessly teach them their own opinions.

If you think too much in your mind, you will easily fall into misunderstanding when you understand kendo.

If you don't believe it, ask Xuanyuan QingHan standing under the stage.

Can one of those who wrote Kendo books become a sword fairy?

Can one escape into the immortal gate?

After so many years, is not Xu kuangge the one who uses sword to become immortal sword immortal?

Can those people do it?

They'll have to look up to it all their lives.

They can't become sword immortals themselves. Can they become sword immortals by reading their books? It's not bullshit. What is it?

Facing Xiao Yao's sword, Mutong's face turned pale again.

He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Xiao Yao blocked the retreat with his sword.

He suddenly understood what Kendo was.

Where people can't reach, wind, water and air can all be there.

With the help of his Kendo, Xiao Yao has forced Mutong to death.

There is no way back!

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood came out of Mutong's mouth. After the blood was spit out, it began to burn and turned into a cluster of small flames, flying towards Xiao Yao.

Although it's just a small cluster, Xuanyuan QingHan and others all feel hot and dry.

As if, a little closer, his whole person will be melted by that small cluster of flames.

In that small cluster of flames, there is also a wisp of spirit, which is swaying with the wind and fire.

If you look carefully at that wisp of spirit, you will find that it is a small wooden thoroughfare.

"It's already burning blood essence?" Xuanyuan took a cool breath.

"Burning blood essence? "The quintuple cultivator, burn the essence and blood?" Wang Xiao gave a bitter smile and said, "even if he really wins in the end, his accomplishments will fall sharply, and his longevity will drop sharply, right?"

Xuanyuan light cold gently nodded.

Maybe at this time, Mutong has no time to care too much.

There was only one idea in his mind.

That is, kill Xiao Yao.

We must kill Xiao Yao!

Xiao Yao looked at the small group of flames that jumped towards him, and his face was even more smiling.

The next second, from the palm of his hand, suddenly burst out a white flame.

Then, the white flame directly swallowed up the small cluster of flames.

When the small flame was swallowed up, Mutong, standing opposite Xiao Yao, changed his face again and began to vomit blood in his mouth again.

He coughed desperately and his body was shaking.

Here is the soul damaged.

Now it is not only damaged, but his spirit has been completely engulfed by Xiao Yao.

"Do you know that I just broke through and my accomplishments are unstable, so I specially sent this tonic?" Xiao Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at Mutong with a smile, "Chairman Mu really has a heart."

Mutong was suffering from the damage of his spirit. Hearing Xiao Yao's words, he was even more angry.

Another mouthful of blood came out. It looked light red.

"Cough, chairman mu, your blood viscosity is not good! If you have nothing to do, eat more jujubes to supplement your blood. " Xiao Yao advised. Mutong: "the spirit was engulfed and seriously injured. Now even if I don't kill you, you only have one year to live." Xiao Yao sighed, "now you, cultivation probably only have the strength of double and triple masters, right? Well... With your current strength, did you have enemies before? If you have enemies, run away quickly. Otherwise, if you are caught by others, you will have to be dismembered. " Xuanyuan light cold and others, corners of the mouth are twitching. They all agreed that this guy was too cheap. Isn't it obvious to bully people( Today's fourth watch! And, looking at today's brothers in the vertical and horizontal reward, Lao Bu really thanks you. In addition to Yang er's reward just now, Lao Bu will continue to code for Yang ER and the book friends who have appreciated the reward before! Today more than 15000 words update