Chapter 60 Competition - A Step

Mu Yun flew to a young man in black of his age who was knocked down from the sword testing platform, picked him up, and shouted at the crowd around him:

"Who has a healing elixir? Hurry up!"

Not only did none of the monks around take out the wound medicine, but also seemed to see the plague god. The same group took a big step back and avoided it far away.

When Mu Yunfei was puzzled, he only felt that someone gently patted his shoulder and quickly turned around, with a smile on his face. The person who came here is an old acquaintance of Jiuding!

"Yunfei, this is the elixir that can restore the foundation-building monks in a short time. If you take it for him quickly, it won't work if it's too late!"

"Thank you, Elder Jiuding!" Mu Yunfei was not polite to Jiuding. He quickly took over the 'Cilu Pill', crushed the wrapped wax clothes, and stuffed it directly into the mouth of the young man in his arms.

There was a prominent faction in the world of cultivation thousands of years ago, the famous Xiaoyao faction! This faction was created by Xiaoyao Immortals and once led the whole world of cultivation. Then thousands of years have passed, and the free school has completely fallen. The teenager in black in Mu Yunfei's arms is the last disciple of the Xiaoyao School. Call it Turin!

It is not so much that Turin is a disciple as the head of the Xiaoyao School! Because he is the only one left in today's free school! Fifteen years ago, his master Xiaolingzi was lost because he did not break through the disaster of Yuanying! At that time, Turin was only four years old. With Xiao Lingzi opening up the meridians of his whole body since he was a child and solidifying Ben Peiyuan with various panacea, he would not make any wrong in self-study.

Putting aside these external factors, Turin can achieve the mid-term cultivation at the age of 19, which can be said to be a strange flower in the world of cultivation for thousands of years. However, wherever there is right, there must be opposition. Originally, excellent and unmastered people like Turin have been attracted by all sects in the world of cultivation, but no one in Turin dares to recruit into their own door. It is not that Turin is unwilling, but that the people who have a relationship with him have no good result.

At first, he was included in Han Lin, the head of the Canghuo School, but in less than a year, Han Lin gave up all his achievements when he broke through the golden elixir and became an ordinary person. Later, Turin took a fancy to Wang Jue of Jueyun School, but a year later, Wang Jue followed in Han Lin's footsteps. The last time was the Bi Ning Gate, which was still less than a year ago. The head Bi Ning Fairy fell in the disaster of Yuanying, causing the original big faction to be depressed from then on.

The good people in the world of cultivation gave Turin two nicknames "Golden Dan Killer" and "Incompetence"! No wonder those monks will stay away from him, because no one wants to get stained with his mold!

Since then, Turin has been frustrated and returned to the free school and wants to rebuild the mountain gate on his own, but it's not easy! The generous rewards of this competition gave Turin hope! That's why I came alone.

The competition will not stop because one or two people were injured, and the referee's loud voice came from the sword test stage:

"This is the 34th Liu Jianzong Luo Yunsheng! Next, No. 87 Yinyang Pavilion Mu Yunfei will fight against No. 16 Yuqingzong Lin Mian!"

When Mu Yunfei heard that it was his turn, he handed Turin, who was still unconscious, to Jiuding Zhenren. Jiuding Zhenren didn't believe these nonsense, so he happily took Turin in Mu Yunfei's hand and nodded and whispered:

"Yunfei, your master is discussing things with your godfather, so he couldn't come to watch your match! Your opponent Lin Mian is the third disciple of Huanyu. This person often walks around in the world of cultivation and has a wide range of people, but he is cunning by nature. You have to be careful everywhere!"

"Well, thank you, Elder Jiuding!"

After hugging his fist, Mu Yunfei lifted his long shirt and rose into the air and came to the field three consecutive steps in the air. Lin Mian had not yet played, and the referee shouted again:

"No. 16 Yuqingzong Lin Mian, please come to the stage quickly, or you will abstain!"

"Here we go, here we go! What's the hurry!" A fat figure pushed away the crowd and walked to the sword test platform. He kept shouting and jumping on the sword test platform like a round ball. It was really hard to imagine that such a fat person could have an extremely light body. Lin Mian picked up his trousers, made a look at Mu Yunfei and the referee, squinted and said with a smile:

"I'm coming. I just went to the toilet, so I'm late! "Excuse me!"

The referee and Lin Mian are also acquaintances. He waved his hand and said:

"Xiao Lin, let's start when you come! Are you both ready?"

"Ready!"

"Let's start!"

The two were not in a hurry to do it. They stood two feet apart. Lin Mian took the fat waist with both hands and said:

"Mu Yunfei, today I want you to have a taste of lying in ** like my second brother!"

Although Lin Mian still has a harmless smile on his face, Mu Yunfei has felt a trace of murder from his cold words. Mu Yunfei was not a good bird. He stretched out his right hand and snapped his finger and said with a smile:

"Oh? That depends on your ability! As for who lies down, it's not certain!"

like Ding Jun, Lin Mian also holds a three-foot green sword in his hand, but it is very awkward for Lin Mian's body shape. Mu Yunfei couldn't help thinking that it would be more appropriate to change the sword into a big ham.

Just as Mu Yun was distracted, Lin Mian's long sword was close to the door. Today, Mu Yunfei has not officially learned any moves except for the iron fist. Although he can avoid it with his speed, an inch of sword still appeared in his left arm, and blood slid down with his sleeves and on the sword test platform. This is too different from Mu Yunfei's performance yesterday, which has caused continuous boos from the stage.

But at this time, Mu Yunfei has completely restrained his mind. It's really "I don't listen to anything outside the window". He has no reaction to these falling sounds. His eyes only has the tip of the sword shining with blue light. His feet keep moving around, suddenly retreating, suddenly crossing, dodging left and right, seemingly embarrassed, but every time Can avoid it! But in the time of a column of incense, his body was like flowing clouds, and Lin Mian's sword had no achievements.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the bustle and laymen watch the doorway. At this time, two people are whispering in the audience:

"Ling, how similar is the pace taken by Mu Yunfei to the Tianmiao step of my Butian Pavilion?"

"Yes, Master, I'm also surprised! But from the beginning of his messy pace, I can be sure that he has never practiced for a long time, but now he is very proficient. Although there are many places that are different from the sky, they are not much different! Did this Mu Yunfei learn it yesterday when I was using Tianmianbu? Impossible, it's impossible, Master!"

The two people in this conversation are Fei Ling, the cabinet owner of the Butian Pavilion, and her disciple Ling Yi.

As Ling Yu guessed, Mu Yunfei's current pace is realized from the ineppitable steps she used during the fight yesterday.

Lin Mian also knew that his sword move was no longer a threat to Mu Yunfei's erratic figure. Suddenly, he took the sword and stood up and said loudly:

"Mu Yunfei, I really didn't expect it! As a disciple of the Yinyang Pavilion, you have secretly learned to make up the heavenly pavilion!"

As soon as Lin Mian said this, the monks under the stage all looked sideways, and it was despised to steal unique learning without the permission of other factions! The monk who was originally jealous of Mu Yunfei began to keep shouting and scolding.

"I can prove that Mu Yunfei did not use the incompetal steps of my Tianfei Pavilion!" At this time, Ling Ke stood up and defended Mu Yunfei.

The chaotic crowd suddenly quieted down, and even the people of the Butian Pavilion came forward to clarify for Mu Yunfei. What else did they have to say? And Mu Yunfei was also secretly happy. It turned out that the pace used by Ling Yi before was what Yan Rulong had mentioned, the first step in the world of cultivation! After nodding gratefully to Ling Ke, he turned his head and said lightly to Lin Mian:

"Step by step? Sorry, this is the first time I've heard of it! I don't even know where the Butian Pavilion is, and why did I steal it? On the contrary, can Lin Mian's Taoist friend show some real ability so that I can see the real power of your sword cultivation!"

"Good!"

Lin Mian saw that he had failed and also showed his real skills. After holding the sword formula in his left hand, he stretched out two points to the body of the sword in his right hand and wiped it. He saw the long sword flashed repeatedly and waved several times to Mu Yunfei.

"It's sword spirit!" Mu Yunfei looked at the cyan light coming towards him and screamed in his heart. The sword spirit was the same as the fist that melted into his fist. Mu Yunfei's clothes were torn apart by these swords, his left leg was punctured, and his pace became messy again.

"Now let's see how you hide! Swords come to the world!" Lin Mian's smile at this time looked so ferocious, as if he had seen Mu Yunfei's sword fall to the ground. Once again, he waved several swordsmanships at Mu Yunfei.

Although Lin Mian can emit three layers of power, is Mu Yunfei an ordinary foundation-building monk?

Why don't you use that perverted Taoism? Jiuding Zhenren shouted anxiously in his heart! But Mu Yunfei stood still, as if those swordsmanship targets were not him. He even closed his eyes, but judging from his calm look, no one would think that Mu Yunfei had given up.

It turned out that after Mu Yunfei's first round of sword attack in Lin Mian, he calmed down and ran the aura in his body crazily in the seven life wheels. At this moment, looking from a distance, Mu Yunfei's body seemed to be covered with a layer of silver armor. The sword spirit of "ding, ding, ding" was actually smashed one by one.

Just as Lin Mian was stunned by this strange scene, Mu Yunfei suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at him. Suddenly, there was a low exclamation among the crowd under the stage:

"It's him!"