Nangong Liuyun's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, revealing a strong cold and solemn nature.

"Senior Brother Third, you have always been a genius, but it's a pity that you are going to die this time." Dongfang Xuan smiled coldly.

He had long wanted to find an opportunity to kill this unpleasant third junior brother, but due to the strict rules of the sect, he had no chance. However, there was no eye-catching sword on the battle stage, even if the master came himself, he had evidence to rely on.

Nangong Liuyun smiled coldly: "What a pity, you are a fool."

A cold light burst out from Dongfang Xuan's eyes, and then he raised his killing force and poured into it.

As the sword light on the body of the Jue Killing Sword lit up, Dongfang Xuan's figure on the battle stage increased one by one, and finally thirty-six Dongfang Xuans appeared!

So many oriental mysteries gathered in a circle, covering Nangong Liuyun in the middle.

Which of the thirty-six Dongfang Xuan is the real him?

Everyone was stunned in the audience.

Su Luo and others were even more worried.

"The phantom is turning nine times!" Zi Yan covered her lips and exclaimed.

"What phantom nine turns?" Su Luo bit his lower lip, his voice with a hint of nervousness.

"Each of us has a life-saving skill. The elder brother learns the Nine Turns of the Phantom. As long as we use this technique, every time we break through, the Phantom will increase in multiples of nine. For example, there are nine phantoms in the first turn, eighteen phantoms in the second turn, and so on." Zi Yan said while looking at Nangong Liuyun worriedly surrounded by them.

Su Luo's heart almost landed at the bottom of the valley: "Then the current Dongfang Xuan should have turned four times."

"What does it mean to be the fourth turn of the phantom? Master said back then that when the senior brother practiced the fourth turn of the phantom, there would be no rivals within the tenth level on the mainland. Unless the senior brother was promoted to the commander level, otherwise—" Zi Yan was angry and helpless.

How could Master be so ignorant and teach such a powerful martial art to a bad thing that is worse than a beast?

"Stern Junior Brother, you will soon understand what abuse is." Dongfang Xuan was obviously very confident.

Nangong Liuyun smiled indifferently, and his figure slowly rose up.

But at the same time, Thirty-six Phantoms raised the killing sword with their right hand and ran quickly with Nangong Liuyun as the center!

"What a terrible power!" Zi Yan exclaimed several times, "When the senior brother used this technique, the power was half weaker than this!"

In the past ten years, Dongfang Xuan has traveled on the continent and visited many places that his predecessors had never set foot in, and had many adventures and opportunities.

What will Nangong Liuyun do? Su Luo stared at the stage with nervous eyes, his heart rising and falling, more nervous than the battle between him and Dongfang Xuan.

At this time, the thirty-six phantoms had already rushed to Nangong Liuyun, and raised the sword of killing high, neatly slashing at Nangong Liuyun in the middle!

"No!" Su Luo suddenly stood up and exclaimed.

Zi Yan, Bei Chenying and others also stood up one after another and looked at the stage in panic.

Outside the encirclement, there was no Nangong Liuyun.

He is still in the center of the encirclement.

Countless killer swords stabbed him in the head!

Soon, Nangong Liuyun's head was stabbed!

"Ah!" Su Luo exclaimed in pain and almost fainted!

She knew that Nangong Liuyun was sick and her strength was greatly reduced. Not to mention fighting, she was in great pain even if she sat still.
Chapter completed!