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These words were uttered with a sense of humility.

"Yes." With a calm face, Mo Feiyun bowed his hands to the seniors, pulled out the Dragon Chanting Sword from his waist, and walked onto the stage.

After one round, there were eight people left, including Mo Feiyun, nine people. In addition to Feng Shiqi and Pei Yi, there were six people, Zhang Qian, a rising star from Xunyumen; Ke Ruofeng from Qingtianbao; Kunlun Nanling Army and Nanling Jue from the mountains; Su Qiuteng, the fledgling fourth young master of the Su family in the south of the Yangtze River; the disciple of the Red Fox Sect, and the only female Shuifang who does not give in to her men; the last and most unfathomable young disciple of the Juezi generation in Shaolin Jue wood.

If it's a wheel battle, there are eight people here, which is obviously unfair. Naturally, the seventeenth out of the eight people will not fight against him, and the other six people are all of good strength.Mo Feiyun glanced at the eight people on the opposite side, cupped his hands and said, "If you want to compete with me, please draw your swords and go to the arena. If you want to fight against anyone else, please wait later. What do you think? As for today It's getting late, everyone is exhausted, the last stop will be saved until tomorrow."

There was a moment of silence on the stage, Feng Shiqi smiled and said: "I want to learn the miraculous skills of young eminent monks in Shaolin Temple, but I don't know if Master Mu can be my opponent?"

The young monk standing on the side looked like a boy of only fourteen or fifteen years old. At this moment, he clasped his hands together in a panic and said: "I really don't dare to be a monk. It's too serious to be a benefactor, Amitabha."

Under the handsome and petite appearance of this young man, he is actually very powerful, which is really a great miracle at this meeting.

Shui Fang drew his sword and came out, looked at Mo Feiyun for a while, but there was no special expression on his face, "Shui Fang of the Red Fox Gate, please enlighten me."

Mo Feiyun took a deep breath, this woman was imposing and calm, probably experienced.

Picking up the sword and stepping forward, he has already started to move his hands.

Standing upstairs, Fengtian saw that Mo Feiyun had just come on stage, so he became interested for a while.He has seen Mo Feiyun kill enemies on the battlefield a lot, but the battlefield is still far from the battle in the rivers and lakes. There are no rules for killing people there, and there is no need for a group of "justice representatives" in the rivers and lakes to be fair. Who can survive? Down, whoever is the winner.

Now, Mo Feiyun's figure holding the Dragon Yin Sword was shockingly perfect, and Feng Tianxie gave a sly smile.No one knows how capable Mo Feiyun is.

Although the woman's sword was fast, she lacked a bit of arrogance. With Mo Feiyun's calm and introverted personality, she would be killed if she did not use a hundred moves.Feng Tian shook his head, it's a pity, Mo Feiyun can't learn the true meaning of extermination no matter what, but he leaves a way for people to retreat step by step, which makes them take advantage of the loopholes.

Fengtian commented in his heart, but his eyes fell on Ke Ruofeng who was standing on the field, his aura was restrained, and he could tell at a glance that he was a very man of the city.

It seems that the person Feiyun should really worry about should be him, by the way, and that little monk.

Mo Feiyun buckled his sword and pointed it at the opponent's throat.

Shui Fang paused and broke out in a cold sweat.Mo Feiyun withdrew his sword, nodded and stepped aside.The water side bowed their hands and retreated from the ring.

Fengtian watched him walk towards the group of disciples of the Red Fox Sect, and sat under the stands for a while with the people around him.Fengtian fixed his eyes on the crowd, and was suddenly taken aback, why did that person appear here?

Fengtian didn't think much, rushed out of the small room, the guards behind him hurriedly followed, but they couldn't keep up with Fengtian's speed.

Fengtian tried his best to separate from the crowd, but he couldn't find the person who was there just now. When he was full of anxiety, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the back of the person who was turning around under the shadow of the tree, and hurried over.

Feng Tian grabbed the young man in the snow suit, and when that man turned around, it was Fang Jingshi!

Fang Jingshi turned her head to look at him, but her eyes were a little strange.Fengtian was immediately alert, Fang Jingshi would not appear here blatantly, and the person in front of him was too calm and pleasant to see him.

"Who are you?! You pretended to be this face!" Fengtian said coldly.

"As expected of the Second Highness, you can tell it at a glance. It's a pity, why didn't you find out earlier?" This person even imitated his voice so much like him!

Fengtian gritted his teeth and said, "Since you know my identity, are you sent by the imperial court?" As soon as the words fell, two shadow guards appeared in front of Fengtian

"What are you panicking about, Second Highness? I just want to ask His Highness to go back and meet the head of my family." The fake Fang Jingshi smiled gently, "Feng Jianqing's limelight has come to an end today, but Second Highness has no chance to appreciate his miserable state. .” He waved his sleeves, and several masked men appeared behind him, judging by the situation, he must attack.Fengtian has experienced many battles, so he has settled down, as long as he and the two shadow guards behind him support Mo Feiyun's men, it will not be easy for the opponent to win with more.

The other party was not surprised by the appearance of the two shadow guards, and had obviously noticed it long ago.

"Don't struggle, none of you can escape." The man took a step back, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and opened it.

There was a sharp pain in Fengtian's body, and he couldn't lift a bit of strength.Seeing him taking out the small porcelain bottle to Fengtian, he expected that he was going to poison him, but such a blatant poisoning, it was useless to hold his breath.

Mo Feiyun is currently competing on the court, and his opponent is Ke Ruofeng from Qingtianbao.Mo Feiyun changed his left hand when he came on stage.Although Mo Feiyun is left-handed, he usually uses his right hand, but his right hand is not strong enough. The way to use a sword is skill, followed by strength, so Mo Feiyun mostly uses his right hand when using a sword.However, if you meet a swordsman with comparable skill, he will have the upper hand if his skill is nimble and his swordsmanship is ingenious. The only downside is that his right hand is too powerful. lose.

He didn't think about revealing the identity of Wuqing Dao, so it was naturally impossible to replace the Dragon Yin Sword in his hand with a Dao.

When Ke Ruofeng raised his sword, Mo Feiyun immediately tightened his mind, this man had a good spirit.After a hundred moves, Mo Feiyun gradually caught up with the opponent's rhythm. This sword is so wonderful that it is infinitely changeable.

Mo Feiyun was competing in martial arts in Zhu Jing's stand, and hurriedly walked around to Mu Xiao from behind, and whispered a few words in his ear, Mu Xiao's expression changed suddenly.

When Zhu Jing looked at him, Mo Feiyun had already noticed.He specially ordered Zhu Jing to protect Fengtian comprehensively, now that Zhu Jing appeared here in a hurry, Mo Feiyun was distracted immediately.

Seeing Mu Xiao's expression so good-bye, he dared to conclude that something happened.Already distracted, Ke Ruofeng's Huanhua Sword has already reached his heart, the opponent is too late to stop, and Mo Feiyun has no time to dodge.

Fang Zhongtian squeezed a cold sweat and stood up, the audience was silent for a while.Mo Feiyun frowned, and instantly accumulated internal energy in his chest, the sword tip pierced, and shattered into several pieces and flew away.

Everyone in the audience was startled, including Fang Zhongtian.

Mo Feiyun didn't want to procrastinate any longer, so he shook him away with a slap back. This palm used true energy, and the opponent fell to the edge of the ring and vomited blood.

Mo Feiyun withdrew his sword, "Come here, send Ke Shaoxia down to heal his wounds."

Mo Feiyun ignored the loud shouts and applause around him, and went straight to Fang Zhongtian, "I just missed it for a while, I hope Sect Master Xiao will forgive me, this junior will personally apologize."

"It's not easy for the young leader to be able to grasp the proportion between life and death just now, don't worry, Feng'er's skills are not as good as people's, and he couldn't hold back the sword just now, there was a mistake first." Xiao Fengchen smiled kindly on his face, but he didn't know what was going on in his heart Mo Feiyun remained silent.

Fang Zhongtian sighed, "Brother Xiao, we'll talk about these things later, let's take a look at Ruofeng's injury first." After speaking, he turned to Mo Feiyun and said, "Go to the back hall and have a look."

"Yes."

Without saying a word, Mo Feiyun turned and left.He didn't have time to take care of Ke Ruofeng's injury. When he found Mu Xiao, Mo Feiyun didn't say much, but asked, "Where did you chase after?"

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Zhu Jing knelt down and pleaded guilty, Mu Xiao waved her hand, but she didn't mean to blame.Mo Feiyun frowned, looked at Zhu Jing for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Where were you when Mr. Murong went downstairs?"

Zhu Jing hurriedly said: "At that time, my subordinate brought a few people from the alliance downstairs to inspect. This subordinate is not good at work, please punish the young leader."

Mo Feiyun's gaze turned cold, and everyone present was stunned. At this moment, there was murderous look in his eyes, and he was completely different from usual.

"Come here! Keep an eye on him and don't leave this room." Mo Feiyun said, leaving guards outside the door.Zhu Jing was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect Mo Feiyun's sudden change in attitude.

Mu Xiao glanced at Zhu Jing, followed Mo Feiyun out of the room, and went straight to check the grove outside the venue.

Looking at the scattered footprints on the dirt, Mo Feiyun was silent for a long time, until Mu Xiao said: "There is no sign of a fight, the shadow guard should be present, and nine out of ten it is caused by poison."

"I can't wait anymore, he is very dangerous now."

"The most urgent thing now is to stabilize this place. My people have already scooped up news everywhere."

"No."

When Mu Xiao heard the two words blurted out without hesitation, a strange feeling appeared in her heart, and said coldly: "Mo Feiyun, you are just his subordinate, don't be too greedy! He won't want to see you now look."

Mo Feiyun looked calm, and said in a deep voice: "We can't be trapped here. There must be something wrong with Zhu Jing. Since there are ghosts and signs of poisoning, do you think you can wait for the news now? ?”

Mu Xiao's face suddenly changed, and Mo Feiyun suddenly turned and left, and walked quickly to the other hall.

It was almost dusk at this time, Mo Feiyun returned to the field, and Fang Zhongtian said on the field: "Looking at it today, the younger generation really lived up to everyone's expectations. It is already late today, and board and lodging for allies of various factions have been arranged in the annex. Zhou still hopes to forgive me."

At this moment, the arena was full of commotion, figures were shaking, and a sweet fragrance gradually emerged, lingering in the surrounding air, Mo Feiyunmeng