As soon as she finished speaking, someone jumped onto the martial arts stage. The first person to challenge turned out to be Yan Fengcheng from Amaterasudo.
"Fengcheng, come down!" Yan Chitong shouted repeatedly. He did not expect that Yan Fengcheng would suddenly jump up, secretly scolding Yan Fengcheng for not understanding the situation. From now on, it seems that he should let Mingjinggu go up first.
As soon as Yan Fengcheng heard Yan Chitong stop, hesitation suddenly appeared on his face. The reason why he came up was very simple, that is, he wanted to prove his strength to Mu Ning. Although the two families had decided on his marriage to Mu Ning,
But he could clearly feel the slight contempt that Muning, a Dzogchen cultivator, had for him, which made his self-esteem very tortured. He had long held a breath in his heart, so he couldn't help but jump at the first moment.
He came up, but his father Yan Chitong's majesty was not trivial, so he seemed very embarrassed for a while.
Miss Bi frowned and said: "Master Yan, what are you doing? Why did you ask your son to come down? Could it be that you are deliberately slacking off on what I told you to do?"
Yan Chitong said repeatedly: "Don't dare, absolutely don't dare! I just blame Quanzi for being ignorant and jumping up without Miss Bi's permission." He thought to himself that it was not good, but now that Miss Bi's words were there,
It is inevitable that Yan Fengcheng will face Muning.
Miss Bi snorted and said in a deep voice: "Didn't I just say that now that I have plenty of time, they can decide to challenge on their own without even having to say hello to me. If he goes up now, he will challenge!"
"Yes, yes." Yan Chitong heard the displeasure in Miss Bi's words, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Miss Bi said in a deep voice to the people below: "You all listen to me. You must give your best to this challenge. Our An family will never allow you to slack off!" She shouted to the martial arts stage again.
: "Is this Amaterasu's Yan Fengcheng? You can challenge it with all your strength, but don't worry about the rest."
"Yes!" Yan Fengcheng responded loudly. He looked deeply at Mu Ning and said, "Xiao Ning, please give me some advice."
"Are you coming?" Mu Ning frowned.
Yan Fengcheng said: "Yes, I am here. I have heard for a long time that the Feather Arrow Formation of the Tianwu Association and Ten Thousand Swords Guiyi are the best in the world. I can't understand the Feather Arrow Formation this time, but I want to learn the trick.
Ten thousand swords unite!"
"Oh." Muning looked a little unhappy.
Suddenly he saw a figure flashing, but it was Sun Miao from the Tianwu Association who also jumped up. He glanced at Yan Fengcheng lightly and said: "I am not as strong as my senior sister, so I can come and practice with the third young master first.
If the young master wins, I will challenge the senior sister again." He couldn't stand any man who came close to Mu Ning. This time he got angry and couldn't help but jump up too. He was not polite to Yan Fengcheng.
It clearly means "killing a chicken with a bull's knife".
Leader Mu shouted in a deep voice: "Sun Miao is coming down, don't mess with the rules!"
Miss Bi on the high platform was very interested. She took a careful look at Sun Miao, nodded, and said: "Boss Mu doesn't need to stop drinking. It doesn't matter if the competition takes a little longer. Since he wants to fight for Ling Qianjin first,
, then let him compete with Yan Fengcheng first."
As soon as Miss Bi's words came out, Leader Mu didn't dare to have any objections. His face was a little livid, and he secretly accused Sun Miao of being ridiculous.
Mu Ning was obviously too lazy to fight with Yan Fengcheng, and said calmly: "Junior Brother Sun, you will do it for me."
Sun Miao glanced at Yan Fengcheng provocatively and said deeply: "Sister, don't worry, I won't hurt the third young master."
Yan Fengcheng was furious. Sun Miao was clearly looking down on him, and the sentence "it won't hurt" sounded particularly harsh. He suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Sun, please enlighten me."
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Sun Miao didn't answer, but actually made a move directly. He raised a spiritual sword, which looked ordinary, but as he shook it, the sword body suddenly shook out a sword light. These
The sword light is very strange. It does not fly out, but sticks close to the sword body, layer by layer. At first glance, it looks like the sword body has been thickened in vain.
"This is the Tianwu Association's Wangui Sword Technique!"
Many people in the field had seen this technique and knew how powerful it was, so they all screamed in surprise.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There was an explosion around the spirit sword, and the sword light covering the spirit sword became thicker and thicker. Sun Miao tightened his eyes, shouted, and swung towards Yan Fengcheng. The space was oppressed by these sword lights.
, actually brought a trembling feeling, and the surroundings were turbulent. The power of Yan Fengcheng's sword was really extraordinary.
Sun Miao launched an attack on this side, and the blood mist around Yan Fengcheng on the other side had also condensed successfully. Yan Fengcheng shouted loudly, and all six blood seals were blasted out in the blink of an eye.
"Peng!"
The six blood seals, with a floating afterimage, rushed forward and collided with Sun Miao's sword. The blood mist was so thick that there was no sound when the two sides collided.
When it came out, it was just fragments of bloody light scattered all around.
Between the bloody color of the blood mist and the golden shine of the sword, the two forces were also violently rubbing against each other, but neither one could shake the other.
The first time the two sides fought, it was an invincible situation. Sun Miaozhi's sword was tightly entangled with blood seals. No matter how bright the sword was, he couldn't break free, but Yan Fengcheng did his best for this.
, all his strength has been poured into the six blood seals, and it is absolutely impossible to use any more power.
"boom!"
In the fierce tugging between the two parties, the blood seal and the spirit sword were finally separated. Sun Miao stared angrily. He struck back with his sword and suddenly threw the spirit sword into the sky. He squeezed several sword techniques in his hand.
The spirit sword floated in the air. As he moved it, the light in the spirit sword became more and more intense, as if it was going to explode. Suddenly there was no wind around, and Sun Miao's robe actually made a sound, and the space was tightened.
Compressed tightly.
"break!"
Sun Miao shouted loudly, and the floating spiritual sword suddenly dimmed when it was extremely bright. As the spiritual sword dimmed, the thousands of sword lights next to the sword body were suddenly shot out in parallel like arrows from the string.
, the sword light was so small and numerous that it was impossible to see how many light spots there were. Once the momentum spread out, it was truly overbearing. At this moment, Sun Miao finally used the most powerful move.
"Ah! It's Wan Gui Yi!" The crowd exclaimed. The move Sun Miao used was the number one trick in Wan Gui Sword Technique.
Everyone was amazed, but Leader Mu was very dissatisfied. He frowned and glanced at Sun Miao, secretly thinking that Sun Miao was too calm.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Thousands of swords fired together, flashing brightly, and the sneer in Sun Miao's eyes was right in front of him. But Yan Fengcheng was really angry. He flipped his two palms continuously, one palm hitting the sky and the other hitting the ground.
The blood mist exploded in vain, and six blood seals flew out quickly, but they were not superimposed on top of each other, but connected like a big piece of cloth. Finally, it exploded to a height of three feet, just like a city wall, and the powerful defense was
Blocking him like this.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A small sound rang out, and the huge blood seal was filled with tiny sword rays in an instant. It was densely packed. The blood seal cloth was agitated by the sword rays. It once retreated, but it finally managed to hold on.
Come down.
Wan Jian Guiyi was blocked by Yan Fengcheng!
Thousands of sword lights were powerless, and eventually the light faded out. Sun Miao gritted her teeth tightly and retracted the sword light unwillingly. With a sound of "Peng!", all the sword lights suddenly flew back and gathered around the spirit sword again.
Beside the sword.
"Take my sword again!" Sun Miao was very tenacious, quickly holding the sword skills with both hands, and started a new round of attacks.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged several moves.
"Peng!"
When the blood curtain fell, Yan Fengcheng's eyes suddenly became extremely red. The more he fought, the angrier he became. He was eager to prove himself to Mu Ning. Six blood seals were immediately blasted out again, but this time he had begun to squeeze the spiritual veins. The other half, Sun Miao,
He was also determined to attack Yan Fengcheng's arrogance, and the Spirit Sword showed no signs of weakness.
On the martial arts field, swords and swords flashed, and the fighting continued. After a long time, there was no winner, but the two refused to give up. In the end, Miss Bi interrupted: "Stop it." (To be continued)