The strategy of chasing masters

He clenched his fists tightly, stood up suddenly, and pulled out the long sword from his waist. His eyes were cold and his right eyebrow raised. His handsome face, which always had a smirk in the past, instantly condensed.

The powerful air current brought up a strong wind, roaring wildly on the huge and high field, all the disciples were dumbfounded, they had never seen this internal force in Mu Yaoling's body!

Standing in front of Pangdun's eyes, Mu Yaoling was slender and firm, with a straight back, calm and bold, many unbelievable eyes were cast on him, but he didn't take a look, his black eyes shone with a chilling sharpness.

The white light of the long sword in his hand pointed at Pang Dun, and he raised it slowly. The whole arena was silent, and even the birds passing by did not dare to sing!

A figure flew towards Pangdun like lightning, and the long sword in his hand hit the opponent's Adam's apple directly. Such a swift and violent move came from the hand of the demon king in everyone's mind, which shocked all the brothers and sisters. Yang suppressed the complacency on his face, his round eyes widened, and his thick eyebrows were furrowed.

Except for Gu Wanyan's calm face on the viewing platform, the other five were all stunned. The teacup in Elder Yuheng's hand instantly turned into powder, and the tea soaked his clothes.

Naturally, Pang Dun was not a fuel-efficient lamp, he retreated quickly and even left two long marks on the ground. With a backhand palm, the engraved long sword pierced through his armpit like a snake, and hit Mu Yaoling's chest.

The two swords collided in the arena, there was a clang, sparks flew, and people on both sides began to discuss:

"It's fake, I must be dazzled, how can a trash compete with Senior Brother Pang?"

"Trash, the trash in your mouth can force Kaiyang No. 1 Pangdun back. If such people are all trash, then what are we?"

"No, it's impossible, it's too strange, he must have used some shady means, otherwise how could he improve so fast!"

"There's nothing strange about it. After all, he was personally brought up by the number one sword sect in the cultivation world. If he doesn't even have this ability, he really doesn't deserve to be a disciple of the Immortal Palace!"

"You can't say that. We practiced him to sleep, and we had morning classes, but he was hunting pheasants on the mountain. He was on the list every time he took the exam. He had never participated in the finals. Today's move is amazing, which shows that he is quite accomplished! "

Seeing that the person who had despised Mu Yaoling before turned his head and complimented him there, in order to avoid public anger, that person had no choice but to swallow his unwillingness.

What's more, he took out the dice hidden deep in the kit and drew a gambling board on the spot, with Guangyue Palace written on the left and Kaiyang Palace written on the right, and he tore off the money bag from his waist: "Small Gambling and Happy Love" , A big gamble will hurt your body, buy it and let it go, you can't go back on your word!"

Then there was a crash of copper coins and shouts of bets.

Elder Tianquan on the far right of the viewing platform got up and blew his goatee and shouted: "It's not proper to start a game in public!"

Elder Tianshu on the side grabbed his Danqing sleeves and pulled him to sit down: "It's rare for the children to be happy, let them go!"

I can't help but say that the people in Guangyue Hall are naturally on Mu Yaoling's side, and the people in Kaiyang Hall are naturally on Pang Dun's side. The rest depends on the friendship between the elders and the relationship between the brothers.

During the sound of betting, the two on the stage had already fought for [-] rounds, and saw Pangdun's carved long sword slanted across, leaving a deep gash on the back of Mu Yaoling's hand, blood gushed out, and the long sword flew out.

The people in Kaiyang Hall once again shouted in unison: "Okay!"

Many people threw coppers to the right side of the board again.

Without a sword in Mu Yaoling's hands, he has no upper hand. The people in Guangyue Hall put their hearts into their throats. They have experienced Pang Dun's cruelty. He will definitely take revenge on himself in front of everyone!

Pang Dun thought that the opponent had no weapons in his hands and victory was in sight, so he took it lightly, and only used a very simple move to press the sword to the opponent's vital point.

The corners of Mu Yaoling's mouth curled into an arc, and on the injured right hand, he quickly spun three times in the air, the blood quickly condensed into a blood bead, filled with spiritual power, and threw it towards the opponent. The blood bead flew straight to the opponent's forehead like a speeding stone go.

Pang Dun turned his sword sharply, and with a sound of "Pa!", the blood beads were pierced, and the countless small blood beads did not fall to the ground quickly, but paused in the air for a moment, the injected spiritual power emitted golden light, and the small blood beads turned into Countless blood-colored lotus flowers spun at high speed, buzzing, as fast as a blade.

Mu Yaoling gathered strength in his palms and pushed towards the blood lotus: "Get out!"

The blood lotus got the order and quickly wrapped Pang Dun, sparks splashed between the petals due to high-speed friction. In an instant, the golden Yunxiu shirt was cut to pieces by the blood lotus and scattered on the ground, leaving Pang Dun's upper body without a thread.

Pang Dun's face was ashen, he picked up his long sword, tapped his toes, and wanted to jump directly in front of Mu Zhou to kill him, but before he got up, a blood lotus cut the waistband of his fat waist. Fortunately, he used his left hand in time to kill him. Hold on to the waistband of your trousers, otherwise, you will lose face!

Holding the trousers in the left hand and the long sword in the right hand, coupled with the ashen expression, it was very funny, and the people in the audience couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Pang Dun is like a clown. People only see his ridiculousness, but they don't realize that this is a great shame to him!

"It's so despicable, how ridiculous!"

With Pang Dun's angry shout, the laughter gradually disappeared.

Lost items can still be picked up, but face lost is hard to get back, Pang Dun became ruthless, and simply tore off his trousers with a "hiss", leaving only a short pair of underwear clinging to his body.

The stream of light flashed, and several blood-colored red lotuses were stabbed to pieces, turning into a touch of pink and merging with the air. Fleeing, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, hissing and murderous, a monk whispered: "When the Hesheng sword comes out, either you die or I live!"

The body flickered, the long sword pierced through the air, and the body turned from slow to fast, causing the long sword to burst out with amazing sword light, as if it wanted to pierce the sky.This form is a killer move that combines all the sword moves of the previous sword art, and it is extremely powerful both offensively and defensively.

Hearing a "boom", Mu Yaoling flew upside down, hit the screen on the left side of the ring, was bounced back, his internal organs trembled violently, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he couldn't move for a long time!

The referee Daotong on the viewing platform rang the gong: "The winner of this final match..."

"Wait!" Before the word Pangdun could be said, he was interrupted by an unconvinced voice.

Everyone looked at Mu Yaoling who was struggling to get up on the ring, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at Daotong who was beating the gong and smiled slightly: "Daotong is beating the gong at this time, it is a little too hasty!"

An astonishing red light burst out from Mu Yaoling's eyes, the air was roaring and churning like a pot of boiled muddy water, as if a layer of white splashes suddenly exploded, and a strong whirlwind spun, Like a tornado blowing.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, anticipating what would happen next.

A red light flashed in Mu Yaoling's hand, and the long sword that had been knocked to the ground returned to his hand, his left hand held the blade tightly, from bottom to top, the blood dyed the sword red, and he rushed forward even with the sword , The red light shines through the day, as if it wants to pierce the sky, the rich murderous aura is like a flame, spraying continuously, when the sword aura arrives, the space seems to be torn apart, making people feel a strange feeling of invincibility, and they go straight to Pang between pier throat.

Pang Dun reacted quickly, and at the same time dodging from the opponent's side, he backhanded a palm, but met a blood lotus that Mu Yaoling transformed in time, cut his palm, and the splashed blood was quickly absorbed by the blood lotus. The blood lotus was obviously bigger than before A few points.

Pang Dun suffered a terrible loss, and even more vigorously, his moves were fatal. Every time he wanted to touch the flesh, he was blocked by Mu Yaoling's blood lotus in time.

On the ring stage, red and white mingled, and it was impossible to have a hand in hand. The applause and exclamation of the audience continued, and the game kept turning around. The elders were also dumbfounded.

There was only a loud noise, and a huge blood lotus exploded, spreading its petals all over the sky, cutting through the puffy flesh like a sharp knife, blood flying everywhere, and the skin was torn apart.

With a "bang dang", the Hesheng sword fell to the ground, and Pang Dun's right arm was severed, and the blood flowed like a tide, dyeing the entire arena red. Mu Yaoling's eyes flashed, and the aura gathered in his palm: "Break!"

The petals all over the sky instantly turned into a touch of pink and dissipated in the air.Due to the rapid consumption of spiritual power and excessive blood loss, Mu Yaoling suffered a backlash, spurting out a mouthful of blood, already dizzy, but he must not fall down before Pang Dun, otherwise he will be considered a loser!

After a stalemate for a while, Pang Dun finally couldn't bear it, and fell down clutching his broken arm. Mu Yaoling was still standing on the stage leaning on his long sword.

The sound of the gong shook the sky, and Daotong's immature and solemn voice echoed throughout the Taxian Peak: "This year's final match, Mu Yaoling of Guangyue Hall won!"

That was Mu Yaoling who was idle all day long, ignorant and incompetent!That was Mu Yaoling who had never even been to the scene to watch!That was Mu Yaoling who walked away with a cold snort when others were practicing!He even used a magical trick to defeat Pang Dun, who had always been the champion in the final match, in an instant!

A voice broke the dead silence: "My God, I didn't even see how Brother Pang's arm was broken! What kind of magic is that?"

"That's not some kind of sorcery, it's the unique secret book left by the ancestor of the Shangxian Palace Kaipai to kill the red lotus, using his own blood as a medium, injecting spiritual power into a blood lotus, it is extremely lethal, if it weren't for Mu Yao Ling is merciful, Senior Brother Pang may not be as simple as breaking his arm!"

"Since it is the unique secret technique of Shangxian Palace, why hasn't it been taught to us or taught in literature class?"

"Since it is a unique secret book, naturally only the elders will know it. It is reported that only Xianzun Haoyue has seen the mystery!"

"Since that's the case, how did you know that only Haoyue Immortal Venerable can see through this life-threatening red lotus move?"

"I'm from the Tianshu Palace!"

The Tianshu Hall records all the historical achievements of the Shangxian Palace, and the techniques that the elders or disciples have recently broken or created are all recorded by them.

"So Mu Yaoling is not the ignorant and idle person we have seen?"

"Who knows, maybe he deliberately concealed his strength and pretended to show it to us!"

"Then why did he deliberately hide his strength?"

"This is not something we should worry about!"

Everyone has a lot of disbelief, and even more questions, but as long as they don't threaten their lives, they won't get to the bottom of it, because one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Kai Yang got up and flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and left in a hurry without saying hello to the others.

People from Guangyue Hall cheered and rushed to Mu Yaoling who was standing in the middle of the arena with his hands behind his back, lifted him up, threw him up, caught him, lifted him up again, and threw him up to catch him.

Mu Yaoling was fine, but Zhou Mu was afraid of heights, and his complexion turned pale all of a sudden. Seeing the situation, the senior brothers quickly put him down to help him walk.

Zhou Mu, who wanted to seek a reward from his sweetheart, turned his head to look at the high platform, but saw the man walk away with a flick of his sleeves.

The original joy disappeared, did I do something wrong?