But just as he stood firm, there was a "boom" sound, and Xu Taiping came through the air with a huge fist shadow.
"Open the sword array!"
Having reached a critical moment of life and death, Mu Yun didn't even bother to deal with Zhang Moyan in the next round, and directly used his trump card, the Ten Jue Sword Formation.
But just as he was about to deploy the sword array, he suddenly heard a voice:
"Brother Mu Yun, I heard that you often wet the bed when you were eight years old."
Upon hearing these words, the sword energy that Mu Yun had finally gathered dissipated with a "boom".
At the same time, Xu Taiping's fist hit Mu Yun's chest with another "bang" sound.
In this punch, he used the dominating style.
Although he was protected by the black sand of the ancestor of Guangling Pavilion, the terrifying strength of the domineering style of the dragon whale in the Tenglong realm, coupled with the power-generating technique of Qian Zhongjin, directly blasted Mu Yun's body with blood mist.
.??.
Immediately, there was a "boom" sound, and Mu Yun's body once again flew out in a straight line.
"boom!"
This time, Mu Yun suffered a double blow to his body and spirit. Even though he still had the strength to fight, he was still unable to stay on the golden scale platform and slammed into the wall of the golden scale pool.
"How is it possible? How could brother lose to this little Zhenwutian monk?"
Mu Yuchen was stunned when he saw this scene.
"There must be a spy among us, letting Xu Taiping know in advance that the young master will ask for a divine spell!"
"That's right. Judging from the situation just now, even if the young master failed to summon the gods, he would still be invincible if he used the body of the God of War to display the Ten Jue Sword Formation, but his sword formation could not be used.
Come out, this is so unusual!"
The two elders were filled with indignation.
Mu Yuchen suddenly thought of something, and immediately turned to look at the two elders with a look of astonishment on his face and said:
"Elder, besides the goddess' mind-observation skills, is there anyone else who can hear him?"
The art of human voice?"
When the two elders heard this, they both frowned. After pondering for a moment, Elder Zou spoke:
"Yes, both Taoist and Zen sects have similar magical powers, but they are extremely difficult to practice, unlike your goddess' mind-observing skills that can be passed down."
After hearing the first half of the sentence, and then recalling the monk in Xu Taiping's Xuanyun Martial Arts Hall, Mu Yuchen suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning - "He overheard my voice!"
When he thought of this and saw the miserable situation of his brother being carried back by his men, Mu Yuchen immediately said with shame and anger:
"Xu Taiping, if you dare to play tricks on me, you won't be able to get through the rest of the competition!"
After saying that, she grabbed Elder Zou and said:
"Mr. Zou, according to the matchup list of the Golden Scale Ranking, Ye Feiyu of our Juemingtian Taihao Sect will meet Xu Taiping in the fourth round, right?"
"Yes." Mr. Zou frowned, "But he is a madman just like Master."
"It's better to be crazy."
Mu Yuchen turned his head and looked coldly at Xu Taiping, who was still standing on the golden scale platform below, and then gritted his teeth and said:
"If Xu Taiping defeats Zhang Moyan in the next round, please ask Ye Feiyu to kill Xu Taiping in the fourth round at the Golden Scale Platform. If Xu Taiping loses in the next round, please ask Ye Feiyu to kill Zhang Moyan in the capital.
Xu Taiping! In short, he must die!"
Elder Zou thought for a moment, then nodded and said:
"Leave it to me to do it, but Yuchen, you can't be so rude anymore. You are the goddess of Juemingtian, and outsiders will gossip when they see you."
Upon hearing this, Mu Yuchen took a long breath, restored his dignified appearance and said:
"Thank you, Mr. Zou, for reminding me. Yuchen will never lose his temper again."
When she thought about her "gaffe", her hatred for Xu Taiping became even stronger. After all, this was the first time in her life that she had lost her composure so many times because of a man.
…
And on the mezzanine stand opposite.
Because the scene between Xu Taiping and Mu Yun ended too quickly.
Therefore, Junior Sister Lu Rushuang and Seventh Princess Chu Tiancheng did not come to their senses until they saw Mu Yun being punched out of the Golden Scale Platform by Xu Taiping.
"Master, Senior Brother Taiping... won?"
Chu Tiancheng looked at Lu Rushuang standing aside with a look of disbelief.
"We underestimated Taiping too much. We didn't expect him to understand this young master Juemingtian so thoroughly."
Lu Rushuang nodded with a smile on her face.
Everyone can see that Xu Taiping's victory today relied not only on his cultivation strength, but also on his thorough understanding of his opponent.
This is more terrifying than simply fighting with strength.
A monk who has brains and is also good at Taoism and martial arts is a being that is enough to make any monk present fear him.
"Just based on today's battle, Taiping is already qualified to be in the top sixty of the Golden Scale Ranking!"
Lu Rushuang's eyes were extremely excited.
"Hehe...hehehe...hehehe..."
Just when Chu Tiancheng and Lu Rushuang were feeling excited, a strange laughter suddenly came from the side.
Turning around, I saw the princess, Chu Xiaoxiao, sitting on a chair holding her knees and giggling non-stop.
After realizing that Lu Rushuang and Chu Tiancheng were looking at her, she wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and said excitedly:
"Master Lu, His Majesty the Seventh Highness, we have made a fortune!"
…
Zhenwutian, Qingxuanzong.
Youxuanju
The small bamboo forest in the small bamboo forest burst into cheers the moment Xu Taiping won.
Zhao Linglong, whose personality was like a ball of fire, directly used her sword to break through the air and began to convey the good news to the peaks.
If she hadn't been stopped by Dugu Qingxiao, she might have even informed the elders in seclusion.
Also cheering loudly was the Palace Master Liu Chuxuan in the main hall of the Nine Palaces.
After seeing Xu Taiping's victory, more than a dozen strong men at the peak of the God Refining Realm all erupted in aura waves that almost brought down the roof of the hall.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Huang Que would never have dreamed that the usually taciturn Sword Master Amon actually roared several times in a row.
But if you think about it carefully, you can understand it.
"I, the monks of Zhenwu Tian, have been suppressed by other worlds for thousands of years!"
Huang Que, whose eyes were a little hot, sighed with emotion, then looked at the spiritual mirror on the table again and said:
"Taiping, since you're on the list, then go further for me, the Zhenwutian monk!"
…
However, in the Weiyang Palace in the Southern Chu Imperial City in Youyun Tian, some people could not laugh.
"Master, has this kid gone a little too far?"
The second princess, Chu Yudie, had a gloomy face and looked coldly at Xu Taiping in the spiritual mirror, and without raising her head, she looked at the great Confucian Fan Zhixing beside her.
"Watch the next round."
Fan Zhixing smiled and touched a ring on his hand.
"His opponent in the third round is Zhang Moyan of Xiliang, the successor personally selected by Zhang Tianze and the only disciple of Baiyulou."
He said with no emotion on his face.
"indeed."
Chu Yudie nodded and said:
"As long as Zhang Moyan is here, it's impossible for him to survive the next round."