Several guests from the Mo family, whose necks turned red due to the argument, fell silent.
Mo Fengjue listened to them shirking responsibilities with each other, his eyebrows growing impatient.
At this time, a man came onto the ring.
He had a slovenly appearance, and the stubble on his chin was green, like a savage who had escaped from some deep mountain forest.
"I don't believe he looks like he's not over a hundred years old."
"Could it be that you don't know the rules of the Five States Conference? Monks over a hundred years old are not allowed to compete in the ring."
If there is no such rule, wouldn't it be pure bullying?
Some people had more delicate thoughts and shook their heads and said: "The elders of the Nanxing Sword Sect have not spoken out, which means that this person's age is not a problem."
After a pause, the man said with certainty: "Maybe he just looks sloppy."
The scrawled monk cupped his fists and saluted, and his voice was as loud as a bell: "Unnamed Mountain, Shu Mu."
Nameless Mountain?
Ning Fusang raised his eyebrows slightly.
Is it a nameless mountain or a barren mountain?
Ning Fusang didn't think too much and held the sword in salute.
Shu Mu's expression also changed from lazy to serious.
He strode forward and punched boldly.
Buzz!
The momentum is magnificent, and the heaven and earth are humming.
Shu Mu's first punch opened everyone's eyes.
"What a domineering punch! Is this Shu Mu a physical practitioner?"
"Looking at the momentum of his fists, I guess he is at the level of a half-step master."
"But the sword cultivator from Yu Lingzhou has strong energy, so there is no big problem with receiving this punch."
Shu Mu's figure moved forward like thunder, his fist energy surged around his body, and the sound between heaven and earth was like a drum.
The turbulent energy was wiped out by Ning Fusang's three swords. Su'a's sword shone with cold light, and several sword stars flew into the air, surrounding Shu Mu.
He laughed loudly, flipped his wrist, and took out the broad sword, "Let me see if the Nanxing Sword can defeat the Rakshasa Sword."
This sentence was drowned out by the roaring wind, and the people under the ring did not hear it clearly. Just seeing the physical cultivator using fists and holding a broad knife in his hand, he couldn't help but be stunned. Could this man be a serious swordsman?
Boom boom boom!
The sword star fell down, and Shu Mu's broad sword slashed horizontally. For a moment, the brilliant light of the sword and the bright sword light collided together, like the Milky Way falling, shining incomparably.
Everyone subconsciously squinted their eyes to spy on the battle situation.
"What a strong momentum!"
"It's so shocking even outside the barrier. If you were inside the barrier, you don't know what kind of storm it would be."
Several guests from the Mo family swallowed their saliva and felt that the cultivation level of the girl from the Nanxing Sword Sect had skyrocketed.
Next to Mo Fengjue, a taciturn monk with blazing eyes said, "It's a Rakshasa sword."
"He is the descendant of Wumingshan."
Mo Fengjue murmured: "Rakshasa sword?"
His eyes fell on the slovenly man. Mo Fengjue himself is also a swordsman, and he is very familiar with various sword techniques.
His father hired countless famous teachers to teach him swordsmanship for his sake. In fact, his father's favorite was the "Rakshasa Sword". However, the people sent by the Mo family to Wuming Mountain did not see the face of the owner of Wuming Mountain, so they retreated to the next best thing and chose to be with him. The appropriate "Seven Absolute Swords".
The monk who knew the realm said: "The Rakshasa sword cuts violent and evil ghosts, and the warm blood nourishes the sword. Only a person with pure Yang and righteousness can suppress it."
"Young master, you don't have to think too much. The Qijue Sword you practice is definitely the most suitable sword technique for you."
Mo Fengjue just had a feeling of regret for what he didn't get, but he had been practicing the Qijue Sword for many years, and if he was really asked to change his technique now, he would not be willing to do so.
clang--!
The Rakshasa sword slashed and slashed, flattening the sword light, and the broken light danced like snowflakes.
In the pale aura, a blade of sword reached between Shu Mu's eyebrows like a flower blowing through a willow.
What else is there to fight?
Shu Mu shook his head and said: "No fight, no fight, little girl, you win."
He jumped off the ring and quickly disappeared into the crowd. The next person to take the stage to challenge was the disciple of Dongyao Mingzhou Five Elements Talisman Sect.
The other party was wearing a blue robe with countless runes embroidered on it, which was full of brilliance and wealth.
After all, it is a talisman sect, and it also includes five elements of talismans, which is very profitable. Every monk will make some preparations in advance when going to a dangerous place. Pills and talismans are essential items.
The man raised his sleeves, and the talisman flew out like an arrow from his sleeve, exploding with a bang.
"With this talisman of mine, all monks below the level of knowledge can bomb it. Fellow Taoist, please be careful!"
The man's voice rose, and as he finished speaking, spring thunder exploded, flames swept over in an instant, and the temperature of the surrounding air waves continued to rise.
"Earth binding technique!"
"Fire Sword Talisman!"
The man shouted loudly, and the earth dragon rushed out from the ground, entangled towards Ning Fusang, blocking the space around her, and followed closely behind, the flame talisman sword burst out!
Ning Fusang slashed with his sword, and the flames split into two.
The flying sparks touched the back of her hands and cassock, but did not cause much damage.
The man threw out a lot of talismans, and the flames burned and crackled. He twisted a metal sword talisman and recited a spell. The talisman flashed and turned into a giant sword, which he chopped down in the air.
Zheng!
The slender Su'a sword trembled and made a sound. Ning Fusang's arm was numb from the shock. She let go of the sword and got away. She performed a sword technique and the flying sword flew back to her hand with a "whoosh".
The giant sword struck the ring hard.
The man made a gesture to use his sword, and the golden giant sword flew out from the ring, turned around, and killed Ning Fusang.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
As if forging iron, sparks kept flying out.
Ning Fusang made a note of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Clan", and hundreds of densely packed flying swords condensed into a sword, cutting off the man's spiritual talisman and turning it into a sword.
Her figure instantly approached the man.
The man looked panicked for a moment, then threw out an Earth Shield Talisman and a Golden Armor Talisman.
Ning Fusang sneered and held out a sword. The majestic sword energy tore through the defense of the talisman, and the snow-white sword tip pierced out.
"Admit defeat! I admit defeat!" the man said quickly.
The giant sword lost control and turned into a talisman, falling down.
The man picked up his Juque Sword Talisman and saw the damage on it, a look of distress flashed in his eyes.
The power of the talisman sword is still not enough to resist the real sword.
You have to improve it after you go back.
Although the man was defeated, the magic talisman he transformed into a sword made many people excited.
"What kind of talisman is that? It's very powerful. I don't know if the Five Elements Talisman Sect sells it."
"A talisman is so expensive. A talisman sword like this must be more expensive."
"It's better to repair the talismans. There are endless talismans."
"Using talismans is like using water. It's so generous."
"This move will directly crush the Tao Fu Sect and Formation Fu Sect in front."
"After this battle, the reputation of the Five Elements Talisman Sect will definitely rise to a higher level. I suspect that person is here to promote the Five Elements Talisman Sect's spiritual talismans."
"It makes sense. No wonder at the Five States Conference, several disciples of the great Fu Sect were so happy to go to the ring to challenge!"
"If this trend continues, Beiyu Lingzhou won't be full of competition, right? This year's Nanxing Sword Sect is really fierce."
"That's true. Whether he's guarding the ring or playing in the ring, the amazing young man can't do less than two palms."
(End of chapter)