"Arrogance!"

Hearing this, Mu Shaobai suddenly became furious, his figure jumped up, soared into the air, clasped the barrel of the gun with both hands, and smashed down towards the hundred miles and thousands of years old below.

The amazing momentum is even more enveloped in majestic momentum, as if the peak of the god has collapsed, which makes people tremble.

At this time, the target, Baili Chitose's face was still extremely calm, the blue robe was blowing with the strong wind, hunting sounded, and the long black hair was flying wildly.

His eyes were raised, looking at Mu Shaobai, who was approaching quickly, and a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

With a 'choking' sound, a clear sword groan resounded.

Swish!

A dazzling sword light suddenly appeared, from the bottom to the top, and the speed was extremely fast. Mu Shaobai's pupils shrank slightly, and just as he reacted, the sword light was still coming, and he didn't have time to change his moves.

Clang!

The dazzling sword light accurately stood on top of the domineering iron spear, with a deafening sound and flickering sparks.

The domineering iron spear in Mu Shaobai's hand is also a six-grade spiritual weapon, and it is not small in size, it is a heavy weapon, so it is naturally not something that can be confronted with a sword light.

The moment the spark lit up, the sword light shattered and dissipated.

But Mu Shaobai was not happy, although the sword light dissipated, but the strength contained in it was to make Mu Shaobai's arms shock, and the strength condensed and burst out by this shot was instantly dispersed, and the body that fell with a bang was somersaulted in the air, and was shocked back.

The soles of his feet hit the ground, and he took a few steps back before he unloaded the strength that poured into his body.

Looking up, Baili Chitose was five zhang away, holding an ancient sword. He looked at himself with a smile.

A surge of anger surged, and Mu Shaobai's eyes immediately turned red.

It's exactly the same, exactly the same as it was for three years.

At that time, it was also he who shot first, and then Baili Chitose took out his sword to take the move, and shook him hard, after shaking him back, Baili Chitose did not pursue, just looked at himself with a sword and a smile.

"Take me one more move!" A roar full of murderous intent, Mu Shaobai's soles of his feet stomped the ground. The figure burst out. If the speed is extremely fast, like a glimpse of floating light, it instantly crosses the distance and appears in front of Baili Chitose.

A flick of the wrist. The sky was full of gunfire and shadows. Pierce the air. Shrouded in a hundred miles and thousands of years old.

"Heavy mountain gun shadow, kill!"

The failure of the first move, as well as the move of a hundred miles and a thousand years old. made Mu Shaobai fall into a crazy position, and did his best, and the offensive was extremely strong.

This trick was used, but many people changed color.

However, in the face of Mu Shaobai's powerful move, Baili Qiansui's face was still smiling, and his figure stood still, without the slightest intention of dodging.

The strong wind invaded, the shadow of the gun hit, and with a wave of his arm, the ancient sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling sword light, and it stabbed straight towards Mu Shaobai.

The speed of this sword is not fast, and even many people can capture the trajectory of this sword, but seeing this sword, Mu Shaobai, whose eyes were red, changed his face.

Before he could react, the ancient sword that turned into a sharp sword light had already pierced into the shadow of the spear in the sky.

bite

The crisp sound of fine iron colliding sounded.

"What a keen insight!" Han Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he leaned forward, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Han Chen is like this, not to mention others.

On the high platform, the shadow of the spear in the sky dissipated, and the ancient sword in the hand of Baili Qiansui was impartially stabbing at the tip of the domineering spear in Mu Shaobai's hand.

"How could it be" Mu Shaobai's face also showed shock.

He knew very well how fast and strong the shot he had just shot was, not to mention a sword stab, even if he could distinguish it, it would be extremely painful.

But I didn't expect that Baili Qiantose really did it.

Mu Shaobai, who was unacceptable to "this impossible", finally went completely crazy, with a roar, the soles of his feet retreated, holding the gun in both hands, and instantly retracted the gun, followed by a spin, with amazing strength, smashing out horizontally.

In the face of Mu Shaobai's outburst, Baili Qiansui's face was still very calm, his arm was bent, the ancient sword was retracted, and then the sword momentum changed, and the last came first, a sword slashed on the spear, and the strength exploded, and with a sound of 'bell', it was swept away.

Mu Shaobai's body was shocked, and he took a few steps back with the soles of his feet.

"I've already taken your three moves, and next, you will also pick up a few moves from me!" With a long laugh, Baili Chitose swiped his toes on the ground, his body fluttered, like a cloud, light as nothing, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Mu Shaobai.

Swish!

"Cloud Roll Clouds!"

A faint voice sounded, and a sword swung out for a hundred miles and a thousand years old, and the sword light flickered, as if the clouds were surging, unpredictable.

Seeing Baili Qiansui's move, Mu Shaobai's face changed greatly, without the slightest hesitation, his toes were on the ground, and he quickly retreated.

After three moves, he already clearly felt the gap between the two.

Unbeatable!

As much as I don't want to admit it, it's just the way it is.

In the past three years, Mu Shaobai's strength has improved a lot, but Baili Qiansui has improved more than three years ago, and he is no longer at the same level, and he can't compete at all.

Three moves, and he grabbed the previous one and shot with all his might, but three times he was easily broken by a sword that was understated by Baili Chitose.

Such strength shocked him and made it difficult for him to accept. But more than that, he was afraid, and he didn't dare to fight it anymore.

The body retreated quickly, wanting to avoid this move, but how could this sword be so easy to dodge?

The sword is like a meteor, the speed is extremely fast, Mu Shaobai's figure has just stepped back half a body, and the sword light has already arrived.

Looking at the little cold star that was rapidly enlarged in his eyes, Mu Shaobai's pupils constricted, his hands were raised, and the spear swung upwards like a stick.

Clang!

A spark exploded on the barrel of the gun as thick as a forearm, and he was lucky enough to block the sword of Baili Qiantose.

It's just that although he blocked the sword of Baili Qiansui, Mu Shaobai was not comfortable, his hands trembled, the tiger's mouth was even cracked, and blood flowed.

In this regard, Mu Shaobai didn't seem to feel it.

The moment you block this sword. He shouted softly, clasped the gun with both hands, pressed down, and with a 'bell', knocked down the sword of Baili Qiantose, and then lifted his footsteps, bullied further, and the spear was like a mountain, and it bombarded Baili Qiantose.

Swish!

At this moment, an ancient long sword suddenly appeared. The sharp blade exuded an astonishing aura. Slice through the air and slash at the blasting spear.

Although Mu Shaobai's reaction was fast, Baili Qiansui's reaction was not slow, and Mu Shaobai's move seemed to have been expected by him. The moment the sword was knocked down. He had already bent his arms and drawn his sword. Attack.

Clang!

Without the slightest accident, Mu Shaobai's shot was in vain. Again blocked by a hundred miles of Chitose.

Jingle bell

Although he fell behind, Mu Shaobai was not completely suppressed, and he still had the strength to fight back.

The figures of the two are staggered, and the sharp guns and swords are swaying vertically and horizontally, and the amazing power makes many people feel frightened.

Terrible, terrible. If you are on the right side, you can't even support a single move.

That's pretty much what most warriors think.

And Han Chen and the others were also full of solemnity at this time, and their brows were furrowed.

Mu Shaobai's strength, without a doubt, is very strong.

And perhaps because of the "Three Desolations and Mountains Gong" he cultivated, the momentum exuded by every move and style was extremely amazing, giving people a great sense of oppression, and the shot was also extremely strong, which should not be underestimated.

And in comparison, the strength of a hundred miles and thousands of years old is even more eye-catching.

Mu Shaobai's strength is already so strong, but in his hands, he can't even have the upper hand, and he is completely suppressed, it is really hard to imagine what level of strength this hundred miles and thousands of years old has reached.

The reason why I say this is because from the beginning of the battle to the present, the aura displayed by these hundred miles and thousands of years old is very light, and it is not strong, only the early realm of the two-star sword king.

The strength of a hundred miles and thousands of years old is only in the early stage of the two-star sword king?

Obviously, Baili Chitose did not give his best at all.

I can't believe that in the face of Mu Shaobai, Baili Qiansui can still hide his strength.

And just when everyone was shocked, the battle between the two on the martial arts platform also began to heat up.

There are no accidents and no miracles.

Mu Shaobai's strength is not as good as Baili Qiansui, as soon as he started to fight three moves, he fell into a disadvantage, and in the next battle, he only defended more and attacked less.

After thirteen moves in a row, he finally showed the appearance of inadequacy.

Clang!

The sword light and the shadow of the gun collided, and in the sparks splashed everywhere, Mu Shaobai stepped back a few meters before he stabilized his body.

At this moment, Baili Qiantose came forward, and the ancient sword in his hand was handed out, like a meteor in the day, the speed was extremely fast, and he stabbed hard.

Mu Shaobai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had to resist with a horizontal shot.

It's just a dozen moves in a row, his arms have long been numb, and the mouth of his hands is even more blurred with flesh and blood.

The spear had just been raised, and the cold star had arrived.

Laugh at!

The air was pierced, and the long sword instantly appeared in front of Mu Shaobai's throat, and the edge that had not yet dissipated condensed into the tip of the sword, and stabbed out, and the skin of Mu Shaobai's throat was suddenly punctured, and the red blood beads soaked out.

"You're defeated!" said with a slight smile.

Mu Shaobai's face turned pale, turned around and jumped, jumped directly off the martial arts platform, and returned to his seat.

With his temper, if it was in normal times, even if he was defeated, he would be like Yang Wuji before, drop a sentence or two, and then retreat.

But at this time, he didn't say a word. Say what? I won't lose to you next time?

Does he dare to say that? I can't afford to lose this man!

Sixteen moves, this time, he only supported sixteen moves, which was even less than three years ago.

The most important thing is that anyone can see that in the battle just now, he has done his best, but Baili Qiansui has hidden his strength.

Needless to say, the gap between them can be seen by anyone.

The disparity is too big to compare at all, and it is just a humiliation to talk about the scene.

Seeing that Mu Shaobai retreated, Baili Qiansui fainted, returned the sword into the sheath, and also retreated.

In the third game, Baili Chitose faced off against Mu Shaobai, and it ended with Baili Chitose winning.

Although the duel between the two was not small, the destructive power was not great, because Mu Shaobai's offensive was taken over by Baili Chitose Qingyi, but it did not cause any damage to the martial arts platform.

However, the elders of the Xuanyuan Sect still repaired it, and then shouted loudly to let the next group of martial artists come to the stage.

Whizzing!

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and two figures jumped onto the martial arts platform.

Looking at these two people, the audience suddenly fell silent, and in people's eyes, there were puzzles, doubts, and excitement and excitement.

I don't understand and wonder because of the candidates for this game, and they can't understand it again.

Dressed in a white shirt, carrying a long sword, Jing Wufeng with a jade face like the wind, and carrying two long swords on his back, his face was indifferent, and he was known as the god king.

It's the same as the previous Mochen and Yang Wouji. At this time, the same was true of Jing Wufeng and Absolute Godless, one was a genius in the Chaos Wind Domain, and the other was a newly rising Scattered Cultivator.

But compared to the two of them. These two people are already an extreme.

Absolute God is not only a disciple of the nine major sects, but also the number one God Refining Sect among the nine major sects, the first disciple in the sect, and the first person among the younger generation in the entire chaotic wind domain.

And Jing Wufeng, although he is also a cutting-edge genius. But in terms of fame, he is not as good as Qianshan Wudao, Nie Ren Wang and Han Chen, and in terms of strength, compared to Han Chen and others, he is not necessarily much stronger.

In this comparison, the gap between them has already come out.

And after seeing the shot that was just a hundred miles old, people also had a rough guess in their hearts about the strength of this godless god.

Not to mention anything else, at least it won't be weaker than a hundred miles and a thousand years old!

If you think you are not an opponent of a hundred miles and thousands of years old, then you don't need to compare.

"I'm not your opponent, I admit defeat!" Jing Wufeng smiled bitterly, he didn't expect his luck to be so bad, he shook his head and directly admitted defeat.

"Hmm!" Regarding Jing Wufeng's admission of defeat, there was no god and no sarcasm, he nodded lightly, answered, and turned back to his seat.

Seeing this, Jing Wufeng also retreated.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience looked at each other with a face full of consternation.

Although he already knew in his heart that Jing Wufeng would not be a godless opponent, Jing Wufeng's simple admission of defeat was still beyond everyone's expectations.

However, accidents are accidents, and people still strongly agree with Jing Wufeng's decision to take the initiative to admit defeat.

The difference in strength between the two is too big, there is no need to fight at all, it is better to recharge your energy and prepare to compete with other defeated martial artists in the future to compete for the last two places.

In the fourth game, Absolute God played against Jing Wufeng, but the result was that Jing Wufeng took the initiative to admit defeat and ended instantly.

The hasty ending is quite anticlimactic.

"No. 9, No. 10 martial artist, come to power!" the elder of the Xuanyuan Sect shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Han Chen exhaled softly, got up, and stood up from his seat.

Laugh at!

The figure flickered slightly, the afterimage remained, but the real body had already appeared in mid-air, leaping towards the martial arts platform.

Trample!

A little on tiptoe, and landed steadily on the fighting platform.

And at this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and another figure also appeared on the martial arts platform.

Following the prestige, when he saw his opponent, Han Chen's gaze instantly froze.

Dressed in a black shirt, but like a star!(To be continued......)