The beautiful water of Tianchi reflects the spotless tranquility of the sky.
But there happened to be a group of people who broke this ethereal sky realm with swords, guns and rain of swords.
On the terrace, a figure in green clothes arrived belatedly.
It was the old man Tianji who went to look for Bai Yunsheng.
Old Man Tianji looked calm and relaxed, not at all tired from the long journey. He stroked his long beard and asked, "How is the situation?"
Jian Chen had satisfaction on his face and replied: "Xiang Wujian defeated Murong Feng in the first match, and he didn't even try his best."
Old Man Tianji showed slight surprise and said, "Oh? He actually broke the Murong family's eighteen pieces of clothing?"
Jian Chen said: "He used a sword technique that none of us have seen before."
The surprise on Old Man Tianji's face became more intense, and he said, "You have never seen this before?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Luantai without leaving a trace. Everyone here was a well-known figure in the world. They had been in the world for eight or nine hundred years, and there were still some swordsmanship skills that he had not seen before.
After reading it, he continued: "Tell me and listen."
Jian Chen gave a brief description of Xiang Wujian's amazing sword skill just now.
After hearing this, Old Man Tianji did not speak any more, but just stared at the young figure next to Xuanzi No. 1, with a kind of divine wisdom shining in his eyes.
After a while, he asked again: "Who's next?"
He heard a majestic voice and said, "It's that boy."
Tianji smiled calmly and sat down on the only empty seat.
Of course he knew that that boy was Bai Yunsheng.
Xuanzi No. 1.
Bai Yunsheng looked at the short-haired young man across from him, and saw that his eyes were dim and somewhat sickly, and his thin body was only a little stronger than frail.
But Murong Chen in the audience was severely surprised.
She covered her mouth with her left hand, her big eyes flickered, and she exclaimed: "Oh no!"
Xiang Wujian stared slightly and asked, "Xiao Chen, what's wrong?"
Murong Chen took a breath and said solemnly: "That is my senior brother Murong Qing, a close disciple of the Great Elder, and the youngest disciple to enter the middle camp in the history of Moon Hill. Senior brother was originally surnamed Sun, but because his understanding was too high, so
The great elder made an exception and gave him the surname Murong."
Xiang Wujian didn't ask any more questions because he was not the one competing.
As he is rational, he knows very well that any worries now are unnecessary, and the only thing he can do is to support Bai Yunsheng unreservedly.
Mu Chengxue's virginal heart also secretly felt a trace of worry. She was not worried that Bai Yunsheng would lose, but she was afraid that Bai Yunsheng's excessive exertion would arouse the toxicity of the Blue Soul Flower in his body.
Before going to Tianchi, although she had used the Huitian Curse to help him suppress the flower poison, it was only suppressed, not eradicated.
However, what makes Mu Chengxue a little relieved is that Bai Yunsheng has broken through to the Huangpo realm and has reached the peak in the late stage of the small camp. He still has a slight advantage against a practitioner in the early stage of the middle camp.
On stage Xuanzi No. 1, the one who is the same is Xue Linger, but the one who is different is the opponent.
Bai Yunsheng slashed with his backhand, and gently kissed the back of Cangming's knife with his lips. The light in his eyes gathered, as if he wanted to see Murong Qing clearly inside and out.
The next moment, Bai Yunsheng disappeared in one step.
This is his usual move, which can both surprise him and test his opponent's strength.
Murong Qing remained motionless, his melancholy eyes conveyed a sense of unhurriedness, his eyebrows were drooped, and his whole face looked a little decadent.
There was a hissing sound of air rising and falling on the jade platform.
Murong Qing didn't seem to care about this opponent at all and remained as still as a wooden stake.
The martial arts masters on the pumice could roughly see Bai Yunsheng's trajectory, but they all nodded secretly in their hearts, admiring Bai Yunsheng's wonderful movement skills.
At the same time, many people also discovered clues.
Although Chu Han often lives in Tiandi Mountain and lives in seclusion, there are still people in the vast rivers and lakes who have seen him and even fought against him.
Gong Shuwei and Murong Wu on the platform almost flashed their eyes at the same time. The commoner boy in the field used the Seven Killing Steps of the Killing God Chu Han!
At this moment, a long sword sound cut through the silence on the Xuanzi stage.
The bloody knife shadow was like lightning in the dark night, with a cold murderous intent, and it had already reached Murong Qingzhang in the blink of an eye.
But the next moment, something shocking happened.
The blade that was supposed to be locked on Murong Qing's chest veered to the left, deflecting by as much as two feet.
Bang!
Bai Yunsheng could not relieve his strength, so he slashed the knife on the stage, leaving a shallow mark.
This small island has existed in Tianchi for an unknown number of years. The island has been soaked by Tianchi water, and the rocks on the island have become as hard as black ice and can be broken by extraordinary strength.
"There's no reason. Could it be that my hands are shaking?"
Bai Yunsheng still didn't show up, and his seven killing steps were still changing rapidly, but the shock in his heart was really quite big.
"This sickly guy is really not simple."
Another streak of blood streaked across the void.
This time Bai Yunsheng's knife was faster and fiercer, aiming at Murong Qing's back.
But still at the same position, Cangming turned instantly and hit the stage again.
Bai Yunsheng asked angrily and suspiciously: "Is it because I'm dazzled?"
The Seven Killing Steps were twice as fast again.
Cangming slashed twelve times in succession and attacked Murong Qing from three different directions.
But all the sword shadows seemed to be possessed, turning at the same distance, bypassing Murong Qing, and shooting to different places.
Bai Yunsheng became fierce, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Don't force me!"
After saying this, he stamped his foot, and the karma in his meridians circulated like flying. He kept using the second level of the Seven Killing Steps, and the speed was so fast that the phantom had no time to disappear.
At this moment, there seemed to be hundreds of white clouds attacking Murong Qing like a wooden stake on stage No. 1 of Xuanzi.
Countless bloody sword lights intertwined, like the setting sun refracted in the river.
The bright light even attracted the spectators at Tianzi No. 1.
It is rare in the world for a little demon cultivator in the Huang Soul realm to be able to be so fast.
Murong Chen rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Is that idiot crazy? If this continues, his karma will not be able to withstand consumption! His poison has not been cured yet!"
Xiang Wujian didn't pay attention to the flash of swords and shadows in the field. Instead, he cared about Bai Yunsheng's temperament and murmured:
"Yunsheng's mind is becoming more and more unstable, and he may become murderous at any time. Uncle Chu's mind should not have such a big impact..."
Mu Chengxue did not hear Xiang Wujian's muttering clearly, but her clenched jade hands revealed her mood at the moment.
Yi Fengxiao had not recovered from the shock just now, and remained silent, as if thinking about something.
On stage Xuanzi No.1.
Murong Qing stood calmly in the center of the red whirlpool, without a single scratch on his body.
There was a perfect vacuum between his body and the countless knife shadows.
No matter how fast and powerful Bai Yunsheng's sword is, it can't break through that "zone".
But the Xuanzi No. 1 platform was in trouble.
The demon sword Cangming, which contained powerful destructive power, did not hit Murong Qing, but all of them hit the jade platform with a radius of ten feet.
Potholes, rocks and debris, and continuous impacts caused the stone surface that had been intact for hundreds of years to be carved by Bai Yunsheng into a rugged and ugly face, completely ruined.
Bai Yunsheng's crazy "Clone Technique" lasted for half a stick and then stopped. He was still standing at the beginning of the game, unable to help the karma rolling around in his body, and breathing heavily.
At this time, Bai Yunsheng's eyes were full of anger, and he stared at Murong Qing, who was as calm as a mountain, like a king cobra, staring at the target, looking for every flaw.
Under the jade platform.
Murong Chen rubbed his forehead and said helplessly: "Senior Brother Qing's defense is indeed so powerful."
As she said that, the savage Nebula Heroine showed a bit of admiration.
Xiang Wujian raised his eyelids, having roughly guessed the truth in his mind, and said to Murong Chen without squinting:
"Xiaochen, did Murong Qing realize the beginning of his release from prison?"
Murong Chen pouted, nodded seriously, and said:
"Senior brother realized the rudiment of prison when he was fourteen years old. It's called Wandering Prison. Although it can't really be opened yet, no one can break through his defense under the middle camp position."
"Wandering..." Xiang Wujian muttered, "I hope Yunsheng also finds out."
Of course Bai Yunsheng has already discovered it.
There is a circle of constantly rotating air within a foot around Murong Qing. No matter how violent the attack, the direction will be deflected in the air flow, as if being transported to another place.
After calming down, Bai Yunsheng quickly identified the key to the problem and thought to himself: "It seems that this kid, like the elder brother, has been exposed to prison."
Xuanzi No. 1 stage became quiet again.
Murong Qing did not fight back, but just stood there, seemingly waiting for Bai Yunsheng to continue attacking and continue to wear down Bai Yunsheng's patience.
"I didn't expect that this kid who is thinner than me would be a master at pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!"
Bai Yunsheng quickly changed his thoughts, looking for a way to break Murong Qing's defense.
But the seamless sword and sword shadow just now did not come within ten feet of Murong Qing, so what can be done?
While thinking, Bai Yunsheng swung another knife.
Murong Chen stamped his feet and said angrily: "What's wrong with him? Why is he still doing useless work?!"
"Don't worry, look!"
Xiang Wujian keenly discovered the changes in Bai Yunsheng's moves.
Murong Chen had no choice but to shut up, fold his hands in front of his bulging breasts, and look at the stage angrily.
Bai Yunsheng's moves have indeed changed.
He gave up the ultimate speed of the Seven Killing Steps, and just when Cangming was approaching Murong Qing, all his blood and karma were gone, and he killed him with his blade.
This time, Bai Yunsheng's knife was not deflected.