Chapter 140: How can it be

Dugu is pure, and he wants to compete with Murong.

Ye Wenxuan pointed to the number: "Li Shaoxia, in fact, you, me, Xie Yu, Murong Tai, Song Xian, Hong Hanshu, and Ye Ruoyun are evenly matched in martial arts." Li Fengxing was a little dissatisfied when he saw his evaluation of Ye Ruoyun, and it was hard to say: "Are they all worse than that Dugu Qing? Don't forget that there is also a senior sister of Shushan School!" Ye Wenxuan smiled and said, "It's an indisputable fact that it's worse than him. From the second to the eighth, it's meaningless to take turns to arrange like this." Jinling nodded: "Well, you guys won the eighth place, and I will try to be the ninth." Ye Wenzhao smiled and said, "Don't think that the ninth is already in my bag!"

Jinling was about to refute, but suddenly heard the people around him shouting in unison. The four looked at the stage together. Du Guqing's sword shocked people like lightning and thunder. With the sound of "screaming cruelty", it roared to Murong's chest. Wang Fei stood up excitedly. Murong did not hide too cleverly and forced back with a short knife in his left hand. , the right knife assisted the offensive and very cleverly turned the defense into attack. Du Gu Qingjue shouted, "Okay, there is a father's wind!" After saying that, he rushed with another sword.

This sword is like an incomplete circle from the bottom up. It is full of strength and the wind is extremely fierce. It is a real sense of oppression. Although Murong's internal strength has suffered losses, he has not yet let him find this. His right hand crosses the knife to block it, and the left knife continues to attack. Dugu's momentum is unabated, and his eyes are full of a kind of Murong. Too powerful to win**, the tip of the sword stopped the long knife, and the tail of the sword just resisted the short knife. With a force, Murong Tai to take a few steps back, Murong only felt numbness in his left arm, afraid that the old wound would burst, and his face would change. Dugu Qingjue once again gained the upper hand. The next sword contained a total of nine styles, each of which had the same action, but different strength and The speed stretches like a mountain in front of Murong Tai.

Murong responded calmly and waved two knives to attack the cruel sword, but he had no choice but to touch the gap of the cruel sword. It was difficult to get it. Du Guqing retreated and shouted "remaining mountains and water". After saying that, he continued the sword style just now. The dancing cruel sword was shining everywhere, riding the wind and waves, pressing layer by layer by layer. Murong Tai's two knives were fearless and immediately held the knife. In the face, there is an amazing magnificent fighting spirit in the light of the knife, and in the sword, there is a kind of enthusiasm, a kind of pride and a kind of momentum!

Ye Wenxuan praised while remembering: "What a move leftover mountains and water!" Jinling snorted: "The court is settled in the remaining water of this mountain!" Ye Wenzhao stared and did not dare to come out. He whispered, "The boldness in the words belongs to Su Dongpo, the boldness in the sword is Dugu, and the boldness in the knife is Murong Tai! Every knife and sword has the power to swallow thousands of miles and the air!"

This battle of Dugu Qingjue is not as easy as dealing with the nine-point world. He originally thought that Murong Tai had just got two knives and would not be quite skilled. But now, the opponent in front of him is pure, with a long sword to meet the sword, short knife attack, thousands of moves are ever-changing and endless, and the momentum and knife spirit are amazingly breathtaking!

Murong Tai has beckoned with him, which is also quite hard. Suffering from his cruel sword, he has been unable to win and can only defend it.

Another classic work of Dugu Qingjue's sword, straight upright, the stage is immersed in this "long rainbow", recalling the trajectory of this sword, as straight as measured by a ruler, there is no need to talk about Dugu Qingjue's admiration at all! As an opponent, Murong Tai's degree of difficulty can be imagined. Fortunately, his martial arts skills were not weak, and the long knife could not be stopped. He withdrew the short knife to stalemate. The long knife changed the route to sweep his hilt. Du Guqing was stunned and did not have time to withdraw his sword. Seeing that the cruel sword was sandwiched between the long and short knives, Du Guqing tried his best to pick it. Murong did not let go and was firmly stuck. Stop, Dugu fiercely pushed the sword, and his internal force pressed straight over like a mountain and sea. With a sound of "tears hidden cruelty", the sword has left his hand and passed through the two knives to rub his shoulders with Murong Tai. Dugu's light skills were scary. He circled behind Murong in front of the sword to hold the sword. The other end of the sword pointed to the Empress Dowager Murong's head. Such a thrilling reversal was a victory. Alone, there is a trace of sweat on my cheeks: If my internal strength is not as strong as him, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Ye Wenxuan counted sixty-seven moves. At the time of sixty-six moves, he was still "lone danger". He couldn't believe it. For a moment, he turned defeat into victory. He thought that he had just pushed the sword posture, which was ingenious and fast as a meteor, and no one could stop him!

"However, he is so bold. How does he know that Murong Tai's internal strength must be lower than him!" He sighed fiercely.

Jinling whispered, "If there is nothing wrong, I guess Murong Tai's flaw is internal force!"

Ye Wenxuan's fierce behavior is stunned. Yes, when they were in the ring, Murong Tai was fierce with every knife, but it was precisely under the fierce appearance that covered up the internal defects.

"What a Murong Tai, no wonder he has been avoiding the internal force test!" I am impressed by the sharp wind.

Which ranking is in the hands of Dugu, there is no need to compete for any more.

Wang Feiyu saw Murong Tai sit down with a pale face and comfort him for a few words. Shi Lei was as careful as he looked. He knew that the old injury had recurred, so he asked Wu Yue to help him deal with the wound.

Looking back at the ring, it was not very lively. It is reasonable that the defeated characters will not go up again. A few challengers are all two-class, loose and vulnerable. The second place has become a unique performance.

No wonder Jinling exclaimed, "Brother Tian, there have been more than a dozen fragrances. When you and Xie Yu are one-on-one, there is more than one incense!" Looking back at Li Fengxing, he was actually sleeping. Jinling saw that he was super cute and couldn't bear to call him. Ye Wenxuan said strangely, "He is not in a good condition today. Why do you sleep for a while?" Muddle-headed?"

Jinling laughed in a low voice: "Last night, he comforted me all night. No wonder I'm not sleepy!" What, didn't your sister comfort you?" Ye Wenxuan was more curious and asked Wen Zhao, "What is comforting?" Wen Zhao exclaimed, waved and stared at Jinling, signaling her not to say anything. Jinling spoke well, stuck out his tongue, and said nothing. Ye Wenxuan was confused. At this time, he woke up leisurely and said an untimely sentence: "Stone, don't be angry! Yesterday, there was another Ye Wenzhao who was unlucky with you, only one or two less than you!" Jinling was shocked and hurried to seal his mouth. Ye Wenxuan understood the context and hummed, "Okay, go gambling while my brother is away!?" Wen Zhao pouted: "Anyway, it's not your money!" Wenxuan was stunned first, and then smiled and said, "You're right. I have broken up with my family. You are still the young lady of the Ye family." Ye Wenzhao quickly said, "When I grow up, I will also break with my family."

Jinling didn't listen well: "You are ignorant. Is it interesting to break with your family?"

Wen Zhao ignored: "How do you understand other people's affairs?"

Jinling was stunned, heard something, and didn't say anything.

The second place should be decided by Dugu!

Ye Ruoyun is a little uncertain: Why doesn't Duguqing continue to challenge me and be willing to be second?

Duguqing won the second place. Instead of challenging Ye Ruoyun to march to the first place as everyone guessed, he turned around and left. Even Ye Ruoyun himself felt incredible and stopped him to ask him why. Dugu Qingjue only sneered: "You are so opportunistic. What if you find me again and what **?" After saying that, he left, leaving Ye Ruoyun alone in the back. Dugu Qingjue turned around with a smile and said uninexplicablely: "I am Dugu Qingjue, the first in the world. Even if I am uncrowned, I am still the king!" Just one sentence, full of domineering, everyone was shocked when they heard it!

Xie Yu thought, I'll get the third tomorrow and challenge them again!

On the third day, the tentative leader of the ring was Xie Yu. After two days of war, no matter how stupid he was, he found that the top ten was basically determined. Cheng Yaojin was afraid that it would be difficult to appear again. The people who came were not as many as the previous two days. Looking at the nine points of the world killing each other, the people were no longer nervous. The guess shifted to the 11th to 20th place...

But the situation changed again. Xie Yu didn't expect that he met an incredible opponent at the beginning of this day. This opponent did not appear two days ago!

When he met this opponent, Xie Yu played his usual frivolous style: "Report your name!"

"The chief disciple of Murong Villa, Murong II." That man is not small.

"Murong Villa? Murong Villa doesn't have many talents this time. You should go back for the sake of face!" Murong Er said with a smile, "Face is given by others. It doesn't matter if you lose it, as long as you don't lose face!"

Hearing his answer, Ning Ruxue was decent and praised, "Good response, this Murong Er should not be underestimated!" Yun Feiyang smiled bitterly: "That Xie Yu blindly hit others, which is not a sign of growing up." Song Xian also took over the words: "Yes, he needs exercise. He is too immature and too childish!"

Yun Feiyang sighed: "When you meet, it will hit people. However, if you trample others under your feet, you may not be tall!"

So they talked and changed the topic. Several people forgot to pay attention to the stage. After listening to the discussion of the people in front of them, they knew that Xie Yu had encountered a strong enemy. They couldn't believe that the one on the stage and Xie Yu were still close to distinguish!

It's not only difficult to distinguish between high and low, but I'm afraid it's Murong Er who has the upper hand!

Ye Wenzhao doubted, "The other day, Murong Tai, the second disciple of Murong Villa, used his sword formula for his home, and he still couldn't defeat Xie Yu. Murong Er just used a sword. How could he be so powerful?" Ye Wenxuan explained: "Master leads the door. Practice depends on individuals. Murong is more attentive than the ups and downs of the East!" Wen Zhao continued to record the moves, and the whole audience was silent and watched in silence.

Ning Ruxue pays attention to Murong Er's swordsmanship, which is strange and ordinary, but Xie Yu, who is fierce in swordsmanship, will have no place to take advantage of it!

Xie Yu, after a hundred moves, couldn't make it. Every time he used any sword moves, he was forced back by Murong Er. In the dark, there was a force that forced him to retreat, and he could not get close to Murong Er at all, while Murong Er was able to do it with one sword and one sword.

Ning Ruxue couldn't help frowning: "Don't you think it's a little strange?" Ye Ruoyun was amazed and said strangely, "What's strange?" Ning Ruxue shook her head and was speechless.

Dugu Qingjue stood in the distance and looked strangely. Xie Yu's swordsmanship was superb, and his internal strength was second only to himself, but in the face of Murong Er, Xie Yu was so powerless - his every attack had to be destroyed by the whole army, starting from the first sword! In other words, every time he hasn't touched Murong Er's sword, he has failed. He has been deadlocked until now, but Murong Er has not found his flaw. After a long time, Xie Yu must have failed! It's so strange. Why is it so? Is Murong Er's internal strength really so profound?!

Jinling also whispered, "It's strange, something is wrong!" Ye Wenxuan nodded: "It's true. Have you noticed that whether it's Murong Er's sword or Xie Yu's, they all go to Xie Yu's side?" After watching carefully, Ye Wenzhao smiled and said, "Is it because Xie Yu is so beautiful that even the sword is attracted by him?"

Jinling was shocked. Thinking back on what she had just said, she felt that it was very in line with reality: was the sword attracted by Xie Yu? No, this is not possible!