"when!"
With the violent bump of the Dragon Spirit Sword, Qin Yan could hardly hold the Fire Snake Spear, but he was also considered talented, and he rolled out smoothly. The Fire Snake Spear turned into a fire snake to swallow Lin Muyu's feet.
Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing, and quickly turned back a few steps, pierced the long sword into the ground with one hand, and called out the gourd wall with a loud shout. After it was resolved, Lin Muyu quickly slashed out three swords, shaking Qin Yan back again and again, and the dragon scale armor spirit on his body quickly collapsed.
After more than 30 rounds of the war, Qin Yan's vindictive growth rate was much lower than Lin Muyu's, so he didn't delay much, and happily stuck the Fire Snake Spear on the ground, clasping his fists and saying, "Brother Lin Muyu, I surrendered... you are still useless. That mysterious power can defeat A Yan..."
"Ha, let A Yan."
Lin Muyu also clasped his fists and smiled. The mysterious power Qin Yan said was actually the Seven Lights profound strength. Many people know that Lin Muyu possesses a mysterious martial arts, but no one knows what it is called, so let him be a person. Become more and more mysterious.
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Advance to the semi-finals!
Carrying the dragon spirit sword and Qin Yan walked down the stage of performing martial arts side by side, Qin Yan looked at her fire snake spear, which was already covered with densely small incisions, and couldn't help but feel distressed: "What kind of sword is Lin Muyu using? , So overbearing, I actually cut out the gaps in my fire snake spear. This fire snake spear is a treasure of the second-order Xuanpin, the weapon my father specially found for me from the Western Regions..."
"It's okay, just find a blacksmith to fix it." Lin Muyu patted his shoulder and comforted.
"Okay..." Qin Yan is still a little lonely, after all, he is a young man who is striving for strength, and it is a pity to lose, especially in such a grand competition as the Sword Fighting Conference.
At this moment, Chu Huaimun stood up, his body swayed slightly, and frowned, looking slightly uncomfortable.
"Old Chu, can you fight again?" Feng Jixing said worriedly: "Your injury is a bit serious!"
"It's bandaged..."
Chu Huai-mian gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay. I have been preparing for the sword fight for so long. I must defeat Murong Zhou on the field and tell him to laugh at me again."
"Well, all right..."
Murong Zhou, thirty-four years old, is a ten thousand chief of the frontier army of the Tianshu province, a general in the north of the town, who is well versed in spear skills, and is known as the spear god of the Tianshu province. It is said that he is invincible in the world. It seems that because of these experiences, Murong Zhou has become defiant, and even threatened to challenge the Imperial Forest Guards of the imperial capital one by one to see if the imperial capital is still there. Someone is his opponent.
In addition, Murong Zhou had an extraordinary talent. He had already stepped into the second heaven of the heaven before he was forty years old, half a year earlier than Chu Huaimu entered the second heaven of the heaven.
Chu Huaimun stepped onto the martial arts stage step by step, his steps were a little dignified, he was indeed hurt, but the dignity of being a Dragon Guardian should not be lost, holding a long sword in his hand, standing majestically in the wind, like A statue of a god is generally invincible.
Murong Zhou was holding a full-iron spear in his hand, and raised his brows with a smile: "Chu Huai-Mian, you have proved that you are a very strong person by fighting Zeng Fang, but Murong Zhou is not willing to bully the injured. I see... You still admit defeat. It is not a shame to lose in the hands of Murongzhou. Otherwise, if your skill is greatly reduced after your injury, I really can't win."
Chu Huaimen’s smile was very bright: "The prerequisite for victory without force is victory. Do you think you can beat me? I heard that you really want to challenge the two leaders of Qin Lei and Feng Jixing. Lin Weizhong has a nickname called'touchstone'. If you challenge the two leaders, then I will speak after you win, otherwise you will not be qualified to challenge them."
"Really? Then it's better for me to respect my fate!"
As soon as the words fell, Murongzhou’s iron spear suddenly pierced obliquely. Chu Huaimu hurriedly raised his long sword to block it, but Murongzhou’s spear was vigorous, and the tip of the spear was slightly tilted. A blood flower bloomed directly on Chu Huaimun's shoulder.
"Shushasha..."
The power of a touch caused Chu Huai to retreat several steps. He quickly discarded the long sword, turned his fingers into his hands, and the stars lingered around him. When Murong Zhou was holding the iron spear and approached again, Chu Huaiyi lifted it. With just one finger, the fighting spirit turned into starlight and went straight to Murongzhou's forehead.
"scare?!"
Murong Zhou was taken aback, and the air armor around his eyebrows had already been shattered. He hurriedly turned over to avoid the second and third blows. The star pointed at "pupupupu" and made deep holes in the stone slab. Kong, Chu Huai-mian's vindictive strength is evident.
"Too much bullying!"
Murongzhou crawled in embarrassment, and finally found a chance to stand up, and the spear swept towards Chu Huai's calf.
However, Murongzhou didn't expect Chu Huaimu to fight so hard. The abrupt cohesive anger rooted the calf's center of gravity. The "peng" was swept by the gun head and blood flowed. But fighting for the chance of a calf injury, Chu Huaiyi flipped his fingers. Flying like a butterfly, countless stars condensed from fighting energy fell, directly blasting the armor of Murong Zhou's fighting energy, and instead blasting blood holes.
In a blink of an eye, Murong Zhou was already wounded all over, thanks to Chu Huaimu's only 30% of his strength, otherwise this round of star picking would be enough to kill Murong Zhou on the spot!
Murong Zhou, who was covered in blood, stood up slowly. When he was holding an iron spear, he was still about to attack, but he saw Chu Huai-mian with a single palm raised to face him, motionless, and a bright moon star-like image was reflected in the sky. Palm will kill him at any time.
"I... I surrendered..."
Murong Zhou was depressed, and he would have to pay the price of his life if he didn't admit defeat. Chu Huaimei was already determined to win the top four spot.
…
Lin Muyu and Feng Jixing hurriedly stepped forward and helped Chu Huaimu, who was completely hurt, but Chu Huaimu felt a nausea and dizziness. When they looked into the distance, they found that Zengxiang’s position was empty, and couldn’t help but help. A moment of loneliness.
"Lao Chu, you idiot, you don't want to die!" Feng Jixing whispered.
Chu Huaimun laughed and said: "Your Majesty promised that those who enter the top four of this sword fighting conference will get the title of a second-class nobleman. We are all civilians in the Chu family. I must change this status quo. Yao will never be looked down upon by anyone again."
"Stupid..." Feng Jixing said lightly.
Lin Muyu supported Chu Huaimian's shoulder and said, "Hurry up and apply the medicine, otherwise your leg may be useless. Murongzhou's shot is not at all reserved!"
"Ok… "
Immediately, sitting on the edge of the stage, taking off his boots for Chu Huaimu, the leg was already bruised and bloody, Lin Muyu hurriedly took out the healing medicine and applied the medicine to Chu Huaimu by himself.
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At this point, the top four in the Sword Fighting Conference have appeared, namely: Feng Jixing, Lin Muyu, Qin Lei, and Chu Huaimu, who also happened to be the four brothers with the best friendship.
Soon, the eunuch announced the final list of matches—
Lin Muyu and Qin Lei
Feng Jixing Fights Chu Huaimu
Finally, the four brothers have to decide the outcome.
Chu Huaimun lay on the cold stone steps, looked at the sky faintly, and said with a smile: "This year's Sword Fighting Tournament is really brilliant. It's probably the most tragic one in the history of the Sword Fighting Tournament..."
Qin Lei said: "It is also the strongest one. The top four are the second highest in the heavens. Such a lineup... The empire has not seen it for hundreds of years, otherwise your Majesty will not be so happy."
Chu Huai-mian tilted his head to look at Feng Jixing, and said, "Brother Feng, it's cheaper for you this time. In the end, I have a complete set of battles. I really can't fight anymore."
Feng Jixing said happily: "So, I'm Feng someone directly promoted to the first place competition."
"Yes."
"Haha, I will definitely invite you to drink when you look back, and drink the best wine in Lanyan City."
"Thanks… "
Then, the semi-finals became a battle between Qin Lei and Lin Muyu. Qin Lei slid Lei's knife on the ground and smiled: "Ayu, it's our turn. Let's go all out, or do we have reservations? "
Lin Muyu smiled and said, "Don't try your best, you have something to say..."
"Oh well… "
Qin Lei is also a refreshing person. He slapped Lin Muyu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I am a big brother, don't worry, once the winner is determined, I will stop."
"Yes, me too!"
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When the two came to the stage together, Qin Lei slowly swung his sword, and smiled: "Ayu, why don't we decide the outcome with one move? How about using one of our strongest moves, who wins and who loses in an instant, saves a while. It took too long, the vindictiveness was consumed too much, and Feng Jixing, the old boy, took advantage. I don’t want to watch him take the gilt dragon talisman without a fight! In this case, the imperial army would take too much advantage."
"Okay." Lin Muyu nodded and smiled: "Then the winner will be determined by one move!"
"good!"
The people in the audience couldn't hear what the people on the stage were saying, but they could see that the expressions of Lin Muyu and Qin Yan suddenly became serious, and the fighting spirits of the two of them rose rapidly, giving people a feeling of almost suffocating. .
"Papa! Papa!"
Qin Leiping was holding the Thunder Slashing Knife, and ray of thunder light descended from the sky and lingering around him. The Thunder Slashing Knife trembled slightly, and at the same time, six golden chains of the gods lingered around him, and the vigorous vindictiveness continued to spread to the surroundings, forming a wave. Extremely strong storms are hitting all directions, and even angry thunder is falling from the sky, making the sky dim. In an instant, the daylight suddenly turned into a dark night, leaving only the shining light of thunder shining on the people near the viewing platform.
"Oh my god..." Tang Xiaoxi said with a pale face: "Brother Qin Lei is trying his best? He... he doesn't want to kill Ayu, right?"
Qin Yin also expressed concern in her beautiful eyes: "I believe that Brother Qin Lei will be measured, Ayu... He..."
Everyone on the martial arts platform was stunned. Qin Lei's start-up method was really amazing, as if he wanted to use Tianwei to defeat Lin Muyu.
On the contrary, Lin Muyu was very calm, the golden gourd slowly rotated in the palm of his hand, and in a blink of an eye, it became bigger and enveloped his whole person, the dragon spirit sword was unsheathed, and the sword roars continuously. With a break, the golden light soared into the sky, directly Penetrating the dark clouds gathered by Qin Lei, unloading a ray of sky light and falling on Lin Muyu's body, the long sword was removed, and the dragon spirit sword spun quickly, carrying waves of true dragon origin fire.
Not only that, Lin Muyu is also a left hand, bloody demon power dances wildly in the palm of his palm, and quickly penetrates into the blade. This sword has the profound power of the Er Yao Demon Dance. Lin Muyu dare not use the fourth. Yao, because it is not necessary, if the second Yao can't defeat Qin Lei, it can only show that he should not have obtained the gilt dragon amulet, and Qin Lei's life is obviously more important than the gilt dragon amulet.
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