Mu Ban: "..."

With just one sentence, Mu Ban couldn't help but think of the beautiful dream that he had forcibly forgotten.

In his dream, Shen Gurong, a young man with black hair and red clothes, was lying on his soft couch. His soft body allowed him to do whatever he wanted. Mu Ban seemed to be seduced by a succubus. After waking up, he blamed himself for a long time before finally finally realizing his rebellious thoughts. He suppressed it, and now Jiuxi directly picked it up for him again.

Mu Ban gritted his teeth and said coldly: "As a disciple, how can I covet Master? Such wild and rebellious words must not be said in front of others."

Jiuxi didn't quite understand this kind of love between children, so he could only say, "Okay."

Mu Ban walked to the competition platform with a cold face.

Wen Liubing was already impatient with waiting. When he saw him coming, Liuqin said without acknowledging him: "If you come here even one moment later, I will sentence you to surrender."

Everyone: "..."

Mu Ban had long been accustomed to his elder brother's resolute and resolute temperament, so he said nothing and nodded slightly as an apology.

When Qingyu saw Mu Ban coming, she jumped onto the competition platform with a curved bone knife in hand.

As soon as the two people went up, everyone in the stands below immediately cheered and shouted.

"Brother Pastor! Brother Pastor is mighty!"

"Qingyu, if you can't defeat him, don't go back to the demon clan!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! Fight faster!"

"Come on, brother priest! For a piece of spiritual stone from my senior brother!"

Qingyu didn't pay much attention to the words of others. He only felt the cold wind on the stage. He twitched his fox ears and raised his eyebrows and said: "Mu Ban, who provoked you? Why do you look like you are going to kill someone?"

The Nine Breath Sword was unsheathed directly, and Mu Ban said coldly: "Is that all your nonsense?"

Qingyu said: "I heard that you humans like to reminisce about the past very much. I..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Ban impatiently swung his sword over. Qingyu held the curved bone knife and blocked it casually, deflecting the terrifying sword intent aside with two clangs.

There was a talisman of Su Xiyan on the competition table. Even if the two of them let go of their hands to compete, they would not leave any trace on the competition table. Mu Ban did not hold back at all. He had already controlled the Nine Breath Sword extremely skillfully, and his sword intention After it was waved away, there was still a dark mist.

Qingyu has been practicing in various places in the Three Realms since he was a child, so he is well-informed. When he saw the dispersing mist, he said "Ah" and said in surprise: "This is... that sword of yours is actually a vicious sword."

Mu Ban had no habit of chatting during fights. The Nine Breath Sword leaped into the air, split into two, and stabbed towards Qingyu like lightning rain.

With a few swish sounds, the sapphire eyes instantly turned into golden vertical pupils. He roared and transformed into the original form of a huge nine-tailed fox. The two pointed teeth had turned into sharp fangs, and the nine-tails roared. With a flick, the rain-like sword intent was caught directly.

Everyone in the stands was stunned, and the Demon Lord watching from the attic also frowned slightly.

Feng Yun was surprised and said: "Qingyu actually cultivated the demon form?"

It was also the first time for the Demon Lord to meet him. He forced a smile and didn't say much.

It is known to all three worlds that Qingyu cannot cultivate the demonic form, and the fox ears cannot become human. It is unknown where he got the chance, but the demonic form he cultivated is actually more powerful than the pure-blood nine-tailed fox.

Shen Gurong on the attic was also shocked.

Except for the time when Mu Ban hunted wild beasts after Shen Gurong came out of seclusion, Mu Ban had always been harmless to humans and animals and as gentle as jade in front of him. At this time, Shen Gurong was frightened when he drew his sword with such murderous intent. Jumping, it was as if the little puppy that had been acting coquettishly in front of him suddenly turned into a giant wolf that could swallow half of his head.

And the real little milk fox that was still lying in his arms just yesterday, enough to hold his silk ears, has really grown into the size of a hill, and can slap him on the ground with one paw.

Shen Gurong touched the silk tassel on his girdle, and still felt that this world of cultivation, where anything could be transformed into a human form, really stimulated his heart.

Shen Gurong was rubbing the empty space on his chest, and he had already received countless moves.

Bang Bang, ah, although the crowds on the stands did not receive the spiritual power than the spell on the trial stage, but the sound of the two when they played against each other, and they shocked people to crooked.

In the end, Onew Liubing stepped forward and opened a barrier, making everyone feel better.

The original form of Sapphire was so huge that Mu Ban couldn't even reach it with his claws, but he was able to resist the attack of the nine-tailed fox with a nine-breath sword, and seemed to have the upper hand.

Mu Ban's face was expressionless, and his green clothes were blown by the strong wind.

His sword was taught by Xi Guxing, and his moves were fierce and murderous. The white sword light crisscrossed his body, and the entire competition stage seemed to be covered with heavy snow.

The huge sapphire beast eyes stared at him, and the curved bone knife was controlled by his spiritual consciousness to slash at Mu Ban. The huge demonic features were as sharp as golden threads intertwined with each other, and they were thrown towards Mu Ban like a swimming dragon.

The two of them were going back and forth, each move was so fierce that they wanted to kill each other in one blow.

Shen Gurong saw that his fingers were trembling slightly and he frowned. Are these two children planning to kill each other, so cruelly?

At this moment, a ray of demon cultivator's spiritual power struck Mu Ban's head. Mu Ban instinctively thought of the tragic situation when he was trapped by Qing Yu and had two fox ears for three days. The Nine Breath Sword did not have time to recall it. He simply raised his hand and wrapped it in spiritual power, and slapped away the demonic spiritual power.

Amidst the fierce wind, there was a fragile sound, as if something had broken.

A touch of red ashes fell from Mu Ban's wrist slowly from his sleeve. The red color made Mu Ban's pupils shrink.

Those were wooden beads given to him by Shen Gurong when he was young.

The Nine Breath Sword suddenly fell into Mu Ban's palm. He shook it hard and raised his hand to split the spiritual power of the demon cultivators around him. He jumped on his toes towards the sapphire-faced door and slashed down with the sword, completely ignoring the attack behind him. A stabbing curved bone knife.

Almost at the same time, the Nine Breath Sword struck Qingyu, and the snow-white curved bone knife instantly penetrated his shoulder, causing blood to splash everywhere.

Wen Liubing stood up instantly.

Shen Gurong's expression turned cold. He didn't even want to wait for the time to get down from the attic. He jumped directly from the window, his white clothes flying, and he landed next to Wen Liubing in an instant.

Wen Liubing nodded: "Master."

Mu Ban was furious, as if he didn't want to deal with her any more. He didn't care about the blood all over his body and continued to attack Qingyu expressionlessly.

Qingyu was also not afraid of death. When she saw blood, her vertical pupils shrank into thin needles with excitement, and she had quite an aura of unwillingness to die.

The other people in the stands felt their teeth hurt, and they all whispered to each other. They seemed to be frightened by the fierceness of these two people.

Shen Gurong looked at the blood on Mu Ban's body and frowned, "Can you stop?"

In order to clarify the order of the Wei Conference, Wen Liubing was very fair: "No."

Shen Gurong's brows almost knitted together: "But with the way these two are playing, will something happen?"

Wen Liubing said sternly: "Cultivating Taoism is going against the will of heaven, and death..."

Shen Gu couldn't bear it any longer and hit Wen Liubing's abdomen with his elbow, interrupting his words.

"shut up."

Wen Liubing obeyed and stopped. He took out a lotus pod from his sleeve and said, "Master, do you want to eat lotus seeds?"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong looked at him in disbelief. Your junior brother is going to die building roads, but you still have the leisure to eat lotus seeds?

Wen Liubing was very worried: "If you can't die, if the situation is too serious, I will stop you."

Shen Gurong still glared at him.

With the two people's desperate fighting style, victory or defeat will be a matter of time.

Mu Ban's body was covered in blood, and his expression was as indifferent as an evil ghost crawling out of hell. The spiritual power on the Nine Breath Sword was already filled with black mist, and condensed into a sharp arrow to scatter Qingyu's demon cultivator's spiritual power.

Qingyu's vertical pupils shrank, and before she could gather her spiritual power, Mu Ban's burst of spiritual power swept her to the edge of the competition platform.

Everyone instinctively exclaimed.

Qingyu's demonic appearance was directly knocked back to his human form. He rolled twice with a "chirp" sound, barely falling off the competition platform.

Qingyu looked at the distance only half an inch away from the bottom, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It was so dangerous, it almost fell off..."

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and Qingyu's fox ears immediately stood up.

He trembled and tilted his head slightly, meeting Mu Ban's gaze.

Mu Ban stood condescendingly beside him, filled with murderous aura.

Qingyu: "..."

Qingyu smiled obediently: "Ji."

Mu Ban was unmoved and kicked him down.

Qingyu: "..."

...went down.

Shen Gurong, who was eating lotus seeds not far away, immediately patted his eldest disciple's leg: "Win!"

Everyone at Liren Peak was stunned for a moment, then cheered instantly.

"Brother Pastor!"

"Junior brother is mighty!"

"Win glory for me, Liren Peak!"

"I am a spiritual stone! Finally it is not in vain!"

Wen Liubing was so slapped by him that he dropped the lotus seeds in his hand. He nodded, stood up and said: "The leader of the Chanwei Conference, Mu..."

Before he could finish his words, Xi Guxing suddenly came out of the attic and said sternly: "Get out of the competition platform quickly!"

Shen Gurong was stunned. Before he could react, he felt dark clouds forming on the horizon, followed by thunder and heavy rain falling.

This was just a momentary change, and Wen Liubing's expression turned cold.

This is a thunderstorm.
To be continued...