Duan Yifei was the best at swordsmanship. He didn't play swords all the time, but also to hide his strength.

But now, it can't be hidden.

Muyun's strength is beyond his imagination.

"It's a sword..."

Mu Yun is not in a hurry.

With one hand.

In an instant, a clang suddenly sounded.

Duan Yifei, the whole man, immediately went backwards.

In Muyun's hand, a long sword appears at this moment.

"You also use a sword?"

Duan Yifei was slightly stunned at the moment.

He didn't expect that Muyun also used a sword!

"In that case, let's have a good fight."

Duan Yifei has a great sense of war.

"No need!"

At this moment, Mu Yun has found out the strength of Duan Yifei.

To tell the truth, Duan Yifei's power of blood and soul is much weaker than him.

Although the realm is higher than him, the strength is indeed weaker than him.

Compared with swordsmanship, Mu Yun doesn't worry.

Nowadays, the intermediate sword spirit will show more and more powerful power with the improvement of the realm.

"Ten shenhuang sword formula! Three emperors cut!"

Mu Yun killed with a sword.

Bang!!!

The low burst sound sounded, Duan Yifei's face turned white at the moment, and the whole person staggered.

In the back of his figure, Duan Yifei secretly swallowed the fishy sweet taste at the tip of his tongue.

"The Reverend brother is powerful. I'm willing to bow down!"

A move, although it didn't hurt him badly, stood high and low.

His swordsmanship has no support under Muyun swordsmanship!

The gap is too big!

Mu Yun didn't talk nonsense and arched his hand.

The competition is over again.

Until now, Muyun still didn't notice the oppression of any opponent.

Mu Yun understands that he has really become stronger.

Over the past few years, we have not swallowed too much, nor relied on the flow of time, just a few years.

He is undergoing earth shaking changes all the time.

What is it?

Kill heaven?

Or the quenching of heaven and earth oven?

Mu Yun doesn't know.

The third competition is over.

Mu Yun returns to the field and understands it carefully.

Although he didn't get much exercise in these games, he could think of many shortcomings when he saw the moves of Lu Feng, Yang Shuo and Duan Yifei.

Those shortcomings that fall on yourself are also fatal.

But now, seeing their shortcomings, they can avoid themselves.

Mu Yun gradually stabilized.

During the competition, Mu Yun waited with his eyes slightly narrowed.

Several people around could not help laughing when they saw it.

What's the use of embracing Buddha's feet now?

Mu Yun did not care.

Sometimes, a little insight, if carefully understood, can become the key point of breakthrough.

The third competition took a long time.

After all, it's a rare opportunity to get into 40 from 80.

Now, it's worth fighting.

Time goes by.

Finally, the forty disciples finally decided.

This time, the recovery time given by zongmen is also much longer.

At this moment, all the forty disciples are disciples of the six Fu organs divine realm. Among the disciples of the earth king, they are all famous figures.

There are also a few people, whose reputation is not obvious, who can reach this step. How can they be simple people.

And now Qin Chen, that's more eye-catching!

Qin Chen, the land of five FU organs and gods, it's strange to appear here at the moment!

Several figures gathered in the crowd.

A young man with long wavy hair said with a smile: "Yan Qian, Jiang Shiping, that's the disciple of the pavilion Lord. He will be our pavilion Lord in the future. This time, he won't be wronged if he loses!"

"Zhu Chen, if you want to lose, will you lose?"

The young man said, "we don't want to lose!"

"Besides, I don't know if I can meet you or not!"

At the moment, several people looked at Mu Yun with completely joking eyes.

Next, 40 into 20.

Twenty into ten.

After that, the other 30 disciples who didn't get the quota of 40 disciples challenged ten people in the challenge arena at will.

Zongmen is also to maximize fairness.

Yan Qian, Jiang Shiping and Zhu Chen are all in the realm of the six Fu organs, and they can step into the existence of the realm of the heavenly monarch almost by stepping on the door.

At the moment, facing Muyun, the three really didn't regard Muyun as their opponent.

After all, Muyun is just the realm of five FU organs.

Let alone when Muyun will reach the six Fu organs.

Even if Mu Yun reaches the six Fu organs, it is not so simple to reach the realm of the heavenly king.

"The fourth game begins to draw lots!"

With the sound of the elder's announcement, forty disciples went to the center one by one.

Twenty of the forty disciples were chosen.

This time, people will go all out.

Draw lots, end.

Go to their own arena.

Mu Yun now comes to a challenge arena.

Wait for a moment, and a figure falls to the challenge arena.

"Jing mortal!"

The man looked at Mu Yun with a trace of contempt.

Red fruit, without any disguise of contempt.

"Mu Yun!"

Two figures, looking at each other.

Jing Fansheng said slowly, "I don't care who you are. The competition is to go all out. If you die, don't blame me!"

"So don't blame me if you die?"

Mu Yun asked.

Jing Fansheng was slightly stunned, but then he hissed.

Mu Yun is even more funny at the moment.

This guy, if he's polite, he'll be fine.

Wait a minute!

It seems like it's a waste of time to compete with him.

In my impression, this man, he doesn't know.

Jing Fansheng sneered and said, "if you weren't a disciple of the pavilion leader, would you be able to get here today?"

"I won't let others let you!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you."

Muyun has no good airway.

After talking for a long time, this guy thinks that his Muyun can get to the top 40 by virtue of the title of the leader's disciple. Do other disciples dare not mess with themselves?

Isn't this guy naive?

The disciples of the pavilion leader are very valuable.

However, the quota of Liangyi plate is more expensive.

If those disciples have the opportunity to practice in the Liangyi disc, they will be able to make great achievements and further reach the realm of the emperor.

At that time, in Liangyi Pavilion, that is a rare existence.

For those disciples who offend the leader of the pavilion, these local king disciples pay more attention to the cultivation of liangyipan, okay?

Keng!

A clang sounded, and Jing Fansheng started directly.

The long mace in your hand is killed at this moment. The double maces shout together, and the wind sounds like hunting.

Mu Yun is also welcome. The long sword is in hand.

The sword in his hand is called the ten divine sword, which is a divine sword matching the sword formula of the ten God Emperor.

When the sword comes out, the wind is trembling.

Mu Yun is murderous.

Boom

For a moment, the roar sounded.

Long sword versus double mace.

Jing Fansheng's attack was so powerful at the moment that he almost hit Mu Yun under pressure.

"Don't admit it? It's good to reach this stage in the realm of five FU organs and gods. If you meet my Jing mortal, don't think I can release water for you."

"You look up to yourself!"

"Give me water?"

"It's good that I don't give you water!"

Mu Yun sneered, killing his heart.

"Ten shenhuang sword formula, three emperors cut!"

In an instant, one sword was cut out, and three sword prints were superimposed.

Keng Keng

Jing Fansheng held a double mace and took three sword prints. He stepped back, but he was not hurt.

"Is that all you can do?"

Jing Fansheng sneered.

"Who said that!"

Mu Yun killed again with his sword.

"Five kings cut!"

In an instant, the sword came out again.

Boom

Once again, Jing Fansheng was repulsed.

At the moment, a trace of awe appeared on Jing Fansheng's face.

Mu Yun is much better than he thought.

"Come again!"

Mu Yun didn't stop at the moment. With one sword, he killed again.

"Seven kings cut!"

In an instant, the seven sword prints condensed at this moment.

The seven sword prints are superimposed and the murderous Qi floats.

The sound of Keng Keng sounded constantly. Jing Fansheng's arms were numb and his face was slightly white.

The elder watching the battle is also solemn at the moment.

Mu Yun is... Angry!

But then again, how can you be a simple person when you come to this step?

Mu Yun is underestimated by Jing mortal. It's strange not to be angry!

However, Mu Yun's powerful killing moves broke out one after another, which consumed a lot.

I'm afraid Jing Fansheng is also waiting for Muyun to fight back when he is exhausted. At that time, Muyun is afraid to suffer a heavy loss.

If you are not careful, you are very likely to lose!

"Kill!"

A low drink sounded at this moment.

Jing Fansheng's double mace is wielded and rushes out in a moment when Mu Yun stops.

Bang

The double maces cut out, and two mace marks suddenly flashed out at the moment, directly pounding Muyun's chest.

"What about your double mace?"

Mu Yun hissed and stepped out.

Bang Bang

The deep cracking sound sounded, and Muyun's chest was forced to bear the blow of Jing Fansheng, and his face remained unchanged.

This time, Jing Fansheng was completely stunned.

Mu Yun can stand his attack straightly.

"It's over!"

Mu Yun snorted at the moment.

"Ten kings sword formula, ten kings cut!"

In an instant, Mu Yun cut out a sword, and ten sword prints were superimposed.

Aside, the elder watching the war looked solemn.

Ten shenhuang sword formula. Mu Yun can practice to the tenth chop. This sword formula can be said to be a great success.

The five FU organs and the six Fu organs are almost invincible.

Muyun is not the general five FU organs and God realm.

Up to now, Muyun still feels full of source power.

The elder watching the battle now looks solemn.

Lord, I really don't see the wrong person.

It is rare that the realm is so solid.

Ten sword prints were cut off, and the sound of banging kept ringing.

At the eighth way, Jing Fansheng was unable to raise his double maces to resist.

"Mu Yunsheng!"

At this moment, the elder appeared and stopped the last two swords.

If you cut it down again, Jing Fansheng will die!

"Hum!"

Mu Yun looked at Jing Fansheng and hummed, "don't underestimate your opponent. You haven't reached the point where you can underestimate anyone!"

Leaving this sentence, Mu Yun left directly.

At the moment, Jing Fansheng's face was dry and red, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his breath was listless and fell to the ground.

The elder couldn't help but said, "is it ordinary people who can reach this point? Jing mortal, you must reflect on it!"

Jing Fansheng didn't say much.

But in my heart.

He thought that Muyun could go to the present, and his strength was really good, but more importantly, those disciples didn't dare to use strong, which really made Muyun ugly.

To make Mu Yun ugly is to make the pavilion leader ugly.

But who could have thought that Muyun was really so domineering!