The atmosphere at the venue where Dragon Slayer Pavilion is located is gloomy and heavy.
Yuan Hao, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was placed on the ground. Yuan Jing grabbed one of his arms, instilled Qi into it, and performed emergency treatment.
The brothers and sisters around him felt cold in their hearts and their eyes turned red when they saw the sunken parts of Yuan Hao's upper body.
The opponent's attack... was too harsh.
This is not the standard that a hundred sect competitions should have!
"puff!"
During the treatment process, Yuan Hao suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Yuan Jing, who was using his true energy to seal various wounds on Yuan Hao's body, turned pale and his hands were trembling.
This is his most beloved direct disciple.
Since Yuan Jing had no heirs, Yuan Hao was raised by him as his biological son.
But now, Yuan Hao was seriously injured.
This made Yuan Jing feel angry and couldn't suppress it.
"In the second game, Jian'er, come on!"
Yuan Jing suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Jian who was standing aside.
At this moment, Murong Jian was also looking at Yuan Hao. His face was covered with a layer of frost.
Hearing Yuan Jing's words, Murong Jian nodded slightly and said, "Uncle Jing, I will definitely avenge Yuan Hao."
"The second competition is about to begin. Please send your disciples from both sides to the stage."
The referee's voice came soon.
The audience was still very lively.
After the first small game, no one dared to underestimate Ziyan Palace.
At the same time, everyone is speculating whether Murong Jian will be sent to the second small field at Dragon Slayer Pavilion.
"It's time for Murong Jian to play! Junior brother was injured so badly!"
"I think he is definitely going to get involved in this game. Junior brother was injured so badly, so he has to find his way back..."
"Yes, this is Beidu. It's the home ground of Dragon Slayer Pavilion. We can't lose both games... and be eliminated in the top 50. That would really be a joke."
Amid the discussion, Xiu Mei was sent out again from Ziyan Palace.
It seems that Ziyan Palace will not send other disciples to the stage until they lose a game!
After Xiu Mei took the stage, everyone's attention was focused on the other side of the competition stage.
Dragon Slayer Pavilion. Will Murong Jian be sent to play?
Two seconds later, a figure flew up into the sky and landed ten meters in front of Xiu Mei.
This man is dressed in light blue clothes, with a dashing appearance and an impressive air of heroism.
In terms of temperament, he is much better than Yuan Hao who appeared on stage in the last show.
His appearance caused a sensation in the audience.
Everyone knows that this person is most likely the current number two on the Heavenly Ranking and the number one genius of Dragon Slayer Pavilion, Murong Jian!
"I am Murong Jian, and I will seek justice for my junior brother." Murong Jian raised his hands and gave Xiu Mei a simple salute.
Xiu Mei looked indifferent and did not respond at all.
"clang!"
At this time, the bell rings!
Murong Jian stopped making any unnecessary moves and rushed directly towards Xiu Mei.
In the process of rushing towards Xiu Mei, he drew the long sword from his waist.
Under the sunlight, you can see the flash of silver light when the sword blade is unsheathed.
"call out!"
Murong Jian rushed in front of Xiu Mei and slashed out with his sword.
The sharp sword blade slashed across the sky, causing a harsh whistling sound.
Xiu Mei tilted her neck and easily avoided the attack.
But Murong Jian's reaction was even faster. When the blade fell, it moved smoothly in the direction of Xiu Mei's neck.
There was still no expression on Xiumei's face. She immediately lowered her waist and her upper body fell straight to the ground. She dodged the sword through a tiny gap.
At the same time, she raised her left foot.
Murong Jian's eyes flashed, and he moved his left arm down to block.
"boom!"
Physical contact, a muffled sound.
Both parties retreated a few meters apart.
Murong Jian looked at Xiumei in front of him with stern eyes.
"The seventh form of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, the Nine Dragon-Slaying Swords!"
Murong Jian grabbed the hilt of the long sword in his hand with both hands and threw it into the air.
The sword immediately floated above his head.
"Buzz..."
There was a sound of sword clanging, and the sword spun rapidly in the air.
The long sword rotated so fast that it could not be caught by the naked eye. Only the shadows of the sword could be seen flashing by.
"Senior Brother Murong actually used the seventh form directly..." In the audience, all the disciples in Dragon Slaying Pavilion had shocked expressions on their faces.
The seventh form of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique is the most powerful in this set of sword techniques. It is also the most difficult to understand.
Among the disciples of their generation, only Murong Jian has mastered it to great perfection. The other disciples have not even scratched the surface of understanding.
Murong Jian directly used the seventh form of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, obviously not wanting to give the opponent any chance.
He wants to defeat that woman quickly, clear the name of Dragon Slayer Pavilion, and avenge his junior brother Yuan Hao!
"Buzz..."
The sound of sword clanging continues.
At this time, the long sword above Murong Jian's head had turned into nine long swords instead of the previous one.
The blades of these nine long swords exude a faint red energy and are vibrating slightly.
Every long sword exudes amazing sword intent and extremely sharp sword energy.
"Heavenly Whirling Slash!"
Murong Jian stood on the spot with an imposing manner.
At the same time, two of the long swords above his head flashed out with a whoosh.
The two long swords chased each other, forming a whirlpool and falling in front of Murong Jian.
"go!"
Murong Jian clapped his palms forward.
"boom!"
The two long swords formed a sword cyclone and blasted towards Xiu Mei!
In this gust of wind, every strand of wind can cut everything, and it is extremely sharp!
Xiu Mei stood on the spot, with her palms intertwined in front of her. A large amount of gray energy condensed in her hands, and she swatted at the whirlwind of sword energy blasting in front of her!
"boom!"
The gray air exploded, and the powerful power hit the sword air whirlwind ahead.
The two long swords were forcibly broken and flew out.
At this time, Xiu Mei turned into a phantom, flashed, grabbed the two long swords in the air, and twisted them with both hands!
"Crack!"
In just a few seconds, the two long swords were forcibly broken and fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Murong Jian's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes flashed with surprise.
But he didn't stop attacking there.
"Heavenly Sword Gang!"
Murong Jian recited a spell, and a ball of blue light rose up from his hands, blasting towards Xiu Mei!
Xiu Mei did not dodge.
The blue light just hit Xiu Mei's body, but it didn't make any sound.
It was like a layer of light gas clinging to Xiu Mei's body.
At the same time, the six long swords above Murong Jian's head quickly rushed towards Xiu Mei!
They did not attack Xiu Mei directly. Instead, they rotated around Xiu Mei's body!
"bass!"
A burst of intense blue light appeared.
As the six long swords rotated, they formed a sword-gang formation, locking Xiu Mei in it.
Xiu Mei snorted coldly and wanted to raise her hand.
At this time, one of the swords in the Jian Gang Formation glowed with light.
"Pfft!"
There was a crisp sound, and Xiu Mei's hands suffered an extremely strong suppressing force, and she couldn't lift them up!
At this time, Xiu Mei's expression finally changed.
She frowned, gritted her teeth, and completely released the breath from her body!
But at this time, Murong Jian, who was not far away from her, had already grasped the last long sword.
"The first form of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, Dragon-Slaying!"
Murong Jian held the hilt of the sword with both hands and rushed towards Xiu Mei's position.
"ah……"
Veins popped out on Xiu Mei's forehead and she roared.
She wants to break free from the shackles of the Jian Gang Formation!
But it is impossible to do it in a short time!
The six long swords all contain extremely powerful pressure!
In an instant, Murong Jian rushed in front of Xiu Mei and jumped up!
The long sword in his hand lit up with red flames!
This blow is the same as Yuan Hao’s blow just now!
The first form of Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, Dragon-Slaying!
The sword blade struck down in the air, and Xiu Mei, who was locked by the sword, had no choice but to raise her head with a ferocious look on her face!
But she can't escape!
"Boom!"
The next second, there was an explosion!
A strong light emerged, and a burst of power spread in all directions.
The entire competition stage and the ground were shaking!
In the audience's field of vision, they could clearly see a figure flying out of it and falling directly to the ground below the competition stage, rolling several times before stopping.
The light dissipated.
On the competition stage, only Murong Jian was left, standing upright with a long sword in his hand.
The competition platform, which was made of extremely hard material, had a deep slash mark on it.
"Wow……"
After a few seconds of silence, exclamations of surprise sounded from all around.
He truly deserves to be Murong Jian, who is ranked second on the Heavenly List!
The ferocious and powerful female disciple from Zi Yan Palace was defeated just like that!