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The atmosphere at the venue where the Dragon Slaying Pavilion is located is depressed and heavy at this time.
Yuan Hao, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was placed on the ground. Yuan Jing grabbed one of his arms and instilled true qi into it for emergency treatment.
The brothers around him felt cold inside and red when they saw several parts of Yuan Hao's upper body sinking.
The other party attacked... it was too heavy.
This is not the standard that the Hundred Clans should have!
"puff!"
During the treatment, Yuan Hao suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
Yuan Jing, who was using true qi to block all the wounds in Yuan Hao's body, looked ashen and his hands were trembling.
This is his favorite personal disciple on weekdays.
Since Yuan Jing had no descendants, Yuan Hao was even trained by him as his biological son.
But now, Yuan Hao is seriously injured.
This made Yuan Jing's anger ignite and it was difficult to suppress.
"The second game, Jian'er, you go!"
Yuan Jing suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Jian standing aside.
At this moment, Murong Jian was also looking at Yuan Hao, with a layer of frost covering his face.
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 respective disciples to the stage."
The referee's voice came soon.
The audience was still very lively.
After the first small scene ended, no one dared to underestimate Zi Yan Palace again.
At the same time, everyone was speculating whether Murong Jian would be sent to the second small field in the Dragon Slaying Pavilion.
"Murong Jian should be on the court! My junior brother was injured so badly!"
"I think he must be in this game. My junior brother was injured so badly, so he had to get back the scene..."
"Yes, this is Beidu. It's considered the home court of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion. You can't lose both games... You'll be eliminated in the top 50, that's really a joke."
Amid the discussion, Xiumei was sent out again from the Zi Yan Palace.
It seems that before losing a game, Zi Yan Palace will not send other disciples to the stage!
After Xiu Mei took the stage, everyone's eyes focused on the other side of the competition.
In the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, will Murong Jian send him to the field?
Two seconds later, a figure flew up in the air and landed ten meters in front of Xiumei.
This man was wearing a light blue robe, heroic and heroic.
In terms of temperament, it is much better than Yuan Hao who appeared on stage in the last game.
His appearance caused a sensation in the audience.
Everyone knows that this person is most likely the second in the Tianlist, the first genius in the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, Murong Jian!
"I am Murong Jian, and I will seek justice for my junior brother." Murong Jian raised his hands and gave Xiumei a simple salute.
Xiumei looked indifferent and had no response.
"clang!"
At this time, the bell rang!
Murong Jian no longer made any unnecessary moves and rushed towards Xiumei.
While rushing towards Xiumei, he pulled out the long sword at his waist.
Under the sunlight, you can see a silver light flashing when the sword blade is unsheathed.
"call out!"
Murong Jian rushed to Xiumei and slashed out with a sword.
The sharp blade slashed through the sky, causing a harsh howling sound.
Xiumei tilted her neck and easily avoided the slash.
But Murong Jian's reaction was even faster. When the sword blade fell, it moved smoothly along the direction of Xiumei's neck.
Xiumei still had no expression on her face, and immediately lowered her waist, fell straight to the ground, and dodged the sword under the extremely small gap.
At the same time, she raised her left foot.
Murong Jian's eyes sterned and his left arm blocked down.
"Bang!"
When limbs are in contact, a muffled sound.
Both sides withdraw several meters away.
Murong Jian looked at Xiumei in front of him with a stern look.
"The seventh style of the Dragon Sword Technique, the Nine Dragon Swords!"
Murong Jian grabbed the hilt of the sword in his hand with both hands and threw it up.
The sword immediately floated above his head.
“Buzz…”
A sound of sword sounded, and the long sword rotated rapidly in the air.
The long sword rotated so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye, and only sword shadows flashed by.
"Senior Brother Murong actually performed the seventh style..." Behind the stage, the disciples on the Dragon Slaying Pavilion all showed shock on their faces.
The seventh style of the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique is the most powerful and difficult to comprehend in this set of sword Techniques.
Among their generation's disciples, only Murong Jian mastered him to great success. The other disciples have not even understood the superficiality.
Murong Jian directly used the seventh style of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, obviously he didn't want to give the other party any chance.
He wants to quickly defeat that woman, justify the name of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, and avenge his junior brother Yuan Hao!
“Buzz…”
The sound of the sword continues.
At this time, the long sword above Murong Jian’s head had turned into nine long swords, not the previous one.
These nine long swords emitted a faint red true energy from the blade, which was slight vibration.
Each long sword exudes amazing sword intent and extremely sharp sword energy.
"Tianxuan Slash!"
Murong Jian stood there with a strong momentum.
At the same time, two of the long swords above his head flashed out with a whistle.
The two long swords chased each other, forming a vortex and landed in front of Murong Jian.
"go!"
Murong Jian slapped his palms forward.
"boom!"
The two long swords formed a sword energy cyclone and rushed towards Xiumei!
In this gust of wind, every wisp of wind can cut everything, extremely sharp!
Xiumei stood there, her palms intertwined in front of her, and a large amount of gray gas condensed from her hands, and slapped at the sword cyclone that was bombarding in front!
"boom!"
The gray gas exploded, and the powerful power hit the sword energy cyclone in front of him.
Two long swords were forcibly cracked and flew out.
At this time, Xiumei turned into a phantom, flashed its body, grabbed both long swords in the air, and twisted them with both hands!
"Click!"
In just a few seconds, 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 did not stop the attack.
"Tianfang Sword Gang!"
Murong Jian recited a magic trick, and a blue light rose up in his hands and blasted towards Xiumei!
Xiumei did not dodge.
The blue light hit Xiumei, but it didn't make any noise.
It was like a light layer of gas attached to the plum.
At the same time, the six long swords above Murong Jian's head rushed towards Xiumei!
Instead of directly attacking Xiumei, they rotated around Xiumei's body!
"bass!"
A strong blue light appeared.
During the rotation of the six long swords, they condensed a sword array and locked the Xiumei in it.
Xiumei snorted coldly, trying to raise her hand.
At this time, one of the swords in the sword formation shone brightly.
“Wait!”
With a crisp sound, Xiumei's hands suffered an extremely powerful suppression force and could not be lifted!
At this time, Xiumei's expression finally changed.
She frowned, gritted her teeth, and released her breath completely!
But at this time, Murong Jian, who was not far from her, had already grasped the last long sword.
"The first move of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, Dragon-Slaying!"
Murong Jian held the hilt of the sword in both hands and rushed towards Xiumei's position.
"ah……"
Xiumei's forehead was covered with blue veins, making a roar.
She wanted to break free from the shackles of the sword formation!
But in a short period of time, it is impossible to do it!
The six long swords contain extremely powerful pressure!
In an instant, Murong Jian rushed to Xiumei and jumped up!
The sword in his hand ignited a red flame!
This attack is the same as Yuan Hao's attack just now!
The first move of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, Dragon-Slaying!
The sword blade slashed in the sky, and Xiumei, who was locked by the sword aura, had to raise her head and look ferocious!
But she couldn't hide!
"Boom!"
The next second, a loud bang!
A strong light emanated, and a powerful force spread around.
The entire competition platform was shaking, and the ground!
In the audience's vision, they could clearly see a figure flying out of it and fell directly on the ground below the competition stage. They rolled for several rounds before stopping.
The light dissipates.
On the competition stage, Murong Jian was the only one left, holding a long sword in his hand and standing straight.
A very deep mark appeared on the competition platform made of extremely hard materials.
"Wow……"
After a few seconds of silence, bursts of screams sounded from all around.
He is truly worthy of being the second in the Heavenly List!
Chapter completed!