Chapter 154 Each Shows its magical power

Mrs. Begang said, "It's really enjoyable to watch Xiao Ran's test, because he never play cards according to common sense, and you can never guess what his next move is." Several people shook their heads with a smile, a little helpless. This is the reason why they have been looking forward to the battle between Xiao Ran and Murong Yunfeng: genius VS ghost talent!

Murong Yunfeng looked at Xiao Ran's face several times, and finally calmed down. Xiao Ran was far more powerful than he thought, and he had the upper hand and was counterattacked by Xiao Ran. His confidence was always far stronger than ordinary people and he couldn't help but waver. For the first time, I doubted: "Can I really win the championship?" For a moment, Murong Yunfeng thought of his mission and the suffering he had suffered, and the wavering of that meaning also went away. I can't lose, just because I'm Murong Yunfeng!

The "Cangyang" sword is still sharp, just like this firm heart. Murong Yunfeng said slowly, "The second style of Guiyuan swordsmanship: swallowing mountains and rivers!"

The voice was loud and resounding all over the fields. The momentum of the whole ring was suffocated. Xiao Ranzhi felt that an unspeakable breath was approaching him. Murong Yunfeng was like an emperor of the world, attacking him with a sword light. Xiao Ran frowned and looked serious. When the two were a foot apart, they suddenly came out of their palms, and one was shot straight out of the cuffs by a thick pillar of fire. It collided with the Canyang Sword. The hot high temperature turned Xiao Ran's breath into invisible. In the purple flute in the other hand, Murong Yunfeng's shoulder was also stabbed by Murong Yunfeng, who ignored the damage, with a knife, and the blood slowly flowed out. The two went backwards, and whoever didn't take advantage of them.

"The palm of fire also appeared. Let me see what you do to pick up the rest of my moves." Both sides had some joy and were not too surprised by it. Xiao Ran quickly sprinkled a handful of powder on the wound. Strangely, Murong Yunfeng did not have many opportunities to attack.

Mo Xianyun said, "Why didn't Murong Yunfeng attack and expand his advantage when his eldest brother was on medicine?"

Xue Ling glanced at Murong Yunfeng's slightly trembling hand and said, "Although the second brother's moves are very strange, they make people have a headache. I took a palm that day, and the pine-patterned ancient sword seemed to be barbecued in the fire, red. Presumably Murong Yunfeng is very uncomfortable now. Even if you prepare in advance, the high temperature of hundreds of degrees can't be offset so quickly.

If you get closer, you can find that a white ring worn by Murong Yunfeng's right hand is emitting a trace of chill, slowly and thin, getting thinner and thinner. Finally, it turned into a pool of snow water and slid down the hilt, and finally turned into a stream of water vapor at high temperature.

"Millennium Ice!" Shen Gulan couldn't help shouting.

Liu Siyue wondered, "Master, what is a thousand years of ice?"

Shen Gulan said, "Millennium ice is the essence of snow water formed by snow mountains over the years, which is extremely cold. This is mixed in the elixir "Ice Muscle Yulu Pill" of the Falling Star Palace. Its value is more than that of a golden boudoir of equal weight, and it rarely appears in martial arts. It is usually monopolized by big forces.

Junshuo Yang's eyesight was excellent. Naturally, he looked at the scene in his eyes and said, "It seems that the ring made of thousand years of ice is the treasure used by Murong Yunfeng to know that Xiao Ran is tired and high temperature. Unexpectedly, this high temperature is enough to melt the thousand years of ice. However, the sudden change of cold and heat is not something that ordinary people can afford to rent.

The wound on Xiao Ran's white shirt was more obvious. Xia Ruoyan and Tang Wan were all worried. The person who was injured was not Xiao but herself. Tang Wan smiled bitterly and said to herself, "Why do you still miss you? Mr. Xiao is worried about Miss Xia's injury, and It's none of your business." It was sad for a moment.

Murong Yunfeng said, "Xiao Ran, don't you want to work hard?"

Xiao Ran still looked calm and said lightly, "As you wish!"

The purple flute pressed against its lips, and the sound of the flute sounded, and a strange picture came to my face: on the sea of water, what came into view was the abrupt mountain island. Waves of major islands roared one after another. Although it is the autumn wind and the vegetation is swaying season, the trees on the island are prosperous and the grass is rich and beautiful, which means full of vitality. However, everyone can feel the huge waves of the sea in the autumn wind, the ups and downs of the sea, and the undersea is surging.

A faint song came from the waves: outside the dust, in the blue sea. The autumn wind rises and the sea rises. Chao** went to listen to the jade flute, and the sound of the flute fell... The blue sea tide shocked the world, and the blue sea tide fell and the ghosts and gods cried."

Drunken breeze's "Blue Sea Tide Song"! At present, the only song that Xiao Ran can come out with internal force is the score of Tianji Palace as the master of the palace. Murong Yunfeng was in a trance and only felt that he was a lonely boat in the rise and fall of the tide. He could be submerged at any time and couldn't help but retreat. The first to wake up from this is the innate masters of the VIP area.

Several people were stunned and said, "Who made this song has gone beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts, and people with unstable minds can't extricate themselves from it. That's awesome." Thinking that day, the master of the Ji Palace was talented and immersed in his life to create this group of strange books, especially ordinary martial arts secrets. Xiao Ran has only understood four or five points for such a long time. If all of them understand that winning the championship, it is an exploration.

Murong Yunfeng retreated again and again and stopped less than a foot away from the court. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and roared, as if he had vented all his unhappiness. His eyes also regained consciousness. Thanks to this long roar, everyone was pulled out of the mood of the flute, otherwise these people would have been addicted to it. Everyone was like the most dream. Looking at the field again, there was some doubts and did not hear the sound of fighting. Xiao Ran was still in place, and Murong Yunfeng had retreated a foot away from the field.

I don't know when the field was full of lychee-sized round-bellied spiders, crawling around with eight legs open, and I don't know what I'm busy with. It looks a little funny. Naturally, Murong Yunfeng can't let Xiao Ran go on like this. The long sword trembled and stepped forward with the jade dragon's transformation method: "The third style of Guiyuan swordsmanship: return together."

The Canyang sword in his hand quickly stabbed hundreds of swords in front of him, like a blooming red lotus, which merged two feet in front of Xiao Ran, and a shadow of a sword with a thin arm stabbed Xiao Ran. Xiao Ran stood still, holding a cold sweat in everyone's hands, and even an unknown man shouted, "Be careful, avoid it."

Xiao Ran's mouth was slightly upturned with a smile: "How can you give up all your previous efforts?" The sound of the flute suddenly became sharp, and a white beam of light about a foot long in the sky shot down, just on the tip of the Canyang sword. Everyone saw Murong Yunfeng's sword leaning aside, and there was no offensive! Except for those innate masters, no one can see what happened in it.

"What's wrong with Murong Yunfeng? The swordsmanship suddenly deviated, not like a mistake."

Someone also laughed and said, "Is it tripped over by the spider in the ring, hahaha..."

"Has the "Skyfire" also come out?" Murong Yunfeng whispered. This is the last killer recorded in the collection of Xiao Ran's data.

People's words are the most able to shake people, so there is an old saying: after civil defense, it is better than Du Chuan. Although Murong Yunfeng can guess what's going on, it's another matter in the eyes of others. This is a test of his mind.

Master Yuanfeng said, "Amitabha, I hope Murong can see through the fame and fortune in this world."

Murong Yuqi also frowned and whispered, "Brother, don't be impatient."

When a person has been in a high position for a long time, it is unacceptable to fall from a high position to a low point for a while. Murong Yunfeng is in such a situation at this time. Feng Lianer looked at the smile on Xiao Ran's face and was a little palpitated. As a saint of the Five Poisons, she was also very good at making poisonous insects. She can't figure out why Xiao Ran is good at these slow-moving poisonous spiders, rather than fast-moving snake bees. Does he want to interfere? Feng Lianer took care of all the behaviors that Xiao Ran was good at, and she still had no clue.

Murong Yunfeng took a deep breath and hid again: "The fourth type of Guiyuan swordsmanship: sparks!"

A seemingly plain sword came in a blink of an eye, and Xiao Ran remained still unmoved. When the sword was in full swing, a "sky fire" once again collided with the explosive inner strength and deflected outward. Two feet closer than the last time, it is still difficult to hurt Xiao Ran.