boom!

Everyone heard the shocking sound of explosion.

Yu Jinglong on the North Arena crushed the entire North Arena with his fierce strength, and with one blow, Su Chun was directly knocked out of the arena.

So scary!

Everyone present took a deep breath when they saw this scene, and the eyes they looked at Yu Jinglong were filled with admiration and fear.

As Yu Jinglong stepped on the gravel, he didn't feel any joy of victory. Instead, he turned his head with a solemn expression and looked at the southern arena hundreds of meters away!

The people watching under the North Arena, including Mu Xuyan, were subconsciously following Yu Jinglong's gaze at this moment.

Wherever you can see.

The entire southern arena was wrapped in a layer of blue luster.

While the blue light enveloped the entire arena, it was impossible to see what was going on inside at a glance.

"If you can force Junior Brother Zhao to use the Misty Rain Sword, no matter who you are, you will die in peace."

Yu Jinglong snorted coldly.

The young genius of the Jiangnan Sword Sect, Zhao Fu Shou Lei, was forced into such a situation and it would be a shame for the Jiangnan Sword Sect to spread the word!

Under the blue light, Lin Yi grasped a transparent dagger with his palm.

This dagger was four feet long and glowed with white light. Compared with the luster of the Misty Rain Sword in Zhao Fu's hand, it was much duller and low-key.

Zhao Fu slashed down from mid-air with his sword. It was originally a soft Yanyu sword, but the moment it fell, the sword straightened and its sharp edge was revealed.

Lin Yi raised his right hand, and the four-foot sword in his hand drew several lines in the air. The lines progressed layer by layer, and then finally collided with the Yanyu Sword suddenly.

It was as if the strength that had been accumulated for a long time finally found an outlet.

The manic atmosphere knocked all the onlookers under the ring to the ground.

The blue luster of the Yanyu sword turned dim in an instant.

Ding.

boom.

There was a sound of breaking gold and stone.

Yu Jinglong, who originally had a cold face, felt his heart jump inexplicably. He looked there and frowned.

The luster on the south arena gradually faded, and when all the luster disappeared, everyone only saw Zhao Fu kneeling on the ground, holding half of a dagger in his hand, supporting his body from falling.

Zhao Fu's clothes fell apart, revealing his scarred body. The wounds were shocking and full of bloodstains. Many people felt cold in their hearts when they saw this.

In front of Zhao Fu, who was half-kneeling, the young man standing with a bag on his back and his hands in his pockets walked past him without any harm!

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

No one said anything.

The people in the east and west arenas haven't noticed the situation yet.

Mu Xuyan stared at the back of the young man coming down from the ring, feeling inexplicably familiar.

The young man looked a little aloof and aloof. He got off the ring and broke through the crowd. The crowd all made way for him, and no one dared to say anything or stop him.

"In this battle, the one who attacks wins!"

Uncle Li then hurried to the stage to announce the result.

When they came to their senses and planned to take a closer look at what the winner looked like, they suddenly discovered that the boy had completely disappeared.

Zhu Yidong was still in a daze, unable to calm down.

Yu Jinglong's whole body was full of fierceness. He looked at Zhao Fu who was kneeling on the ring in the distance, broken by the mist and rain, with uncertain eyes.

On the eighth day of the Mu Family Arena, there were three upsets in a row.

In addition to Yu Jinglong who still maintained his unbeatable record and defeated his fellow disciple Su Chun, Jiangnan Sword Sect Yue Jianhan unexpectedly lost to Guang Zhengping, while Bi Ling was knocked out of the ring by Wang Jintong who seized the opportunity.

In addition, he also lost the group stage match.

The most important thing is that the young genius Zhao Fu, who was favored by countless people, was defeated by an unknown young man in a clean and direct manner. He even lost the Yanyu Sword, the famous five-mouth sword of the Jiangnan Sword Sect.

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The main hall of the Mu family.

Mu Boyun closed his eyes and sat in the upper seat.

Mu Xuyan came quickly from outside the door.

"Guang Zhengping defeated Yue Jianhan, Wang Jintong defeated Bi Ling, and Yu Jinglong defeated Su Chun."

Mu Xuyan stood below, carefully weighing his tone and reporting today's situation.

"Well, although there are two surprises, it is enough to have Yu Jinglong and Zhao Fu advance." Mu Boyun nodded slightly.

"This...Zhao Fu, Zhao Fu lost."

Mu Xuyan's tone is difficult and astringent.

"Huh? Didn't he get a bye? He can lose even if he defends the ring?"

Mu Boyun suddenly opened his eyes, let out a sigh, and frowned: "Who defeated him?"

"A young man, whose name I don't know, just went on stage, had a fight, defeated Zhao Fu, and then left first, and..."

At this point, Mu Xuyan stopped talking.

"And what?" Mu Boyun's eyes were cold.

"That young man broke Zhao Fu's Yanyu sword with his bare hands." Mu Xuyan took a deep breath, still a little unbelievable.

"The Yanyu Sword is one of the five famous swords of the Jiangnan Sword Sect. How easy is it to break it?" Mu Boyun shook his head: "I think it's probably because the man had something powerful in his hand, so he took Yanyu head-on.

The sword was broken and opened."

Mu Boyun's words reminded Mu Xuyan of the bag the young man was carrying, and then he seemed to realize something and nodded: "That's possible."

"Hmm." Mu Boyun pondered for a moment: "How about Yu Jinglong's side?"

"It's nothing serious. He just said that Zhao Fu's skills are not as good as others." Mu Xuyan smiled bitterly.

Mu Boyun nodded: "In this case, let the Jiangnan Sword Sect think about it for themselves. Tomorrow, on the ninth day, ask them to go into the forest to get the sword. If they are capable, they can draw the sword by themselves. I

So, can you understand?"

"Our Mu family has already given the Jiangnan Sword Sect enough face by giving them the ancient sword they dreamed of. In return, Han Ran will marry a genius like Yu Jinglong and join the Jiangnan Sword Sect.

From now on, the whole south of Beijing, even the vassal families of the Jiangnan Sword Sect like the Guang family, will have to look at the face of my Mu family."

"Yu Jinglong, a once-in-a-century genius, is highly regarded. If there are no surprises, in a few decades, he will be the next head of the Jiangnan Sword Sect. Our Mu family can also borrow another step to reach the sky in one step.

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Talking about this, Mu Boyun's eyes were full of sparkle.

"The person who gave Mu Hanran the elixir before has not shown up yet. I wonder if that person will come to seize the sword."

Mu Xuyan still looked hesitant when he thought of something.

Mu Boyun sneered, and his old face became a little more arrogant: "This is already the eighth day. If he hadn't appeared in the past few days, I would think that he was thoughtful and might be observing in secret, waiting for good opportunities."

"But he didn't show up on this eighth day. It was probably because he saw the Jiangnan Sword Sect and others invited by my Mu family. They are so powerful that he was intimidated."

"That person is probably a wandering warlock with some medical skills. He wants to use a single-breaking elixir in exchange for my Mu family's ancient sword? It's simply a wishful thinking!"

"Since he doesn't dare to appear, just pretend he doesn't exist. As for Mu Hanran's father, leave him there for now."

Mu Boyun waved his hand and left the hall. He seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

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