Fighting: Starting from Xiao Yubidong

The sword in Yun Yun's hand is called Yun Lan, while Xiao Ming's is called Feng Lan. The two swords are exactly the same except for the color of the inlaid gems.

Following Xiao Ming's control, the Fenglan sword was suspended in the air, and the pointed tip of the sword pointed directly at Mu Zhan.

His hands condensed a cloud of light blue fighting energy in front of him, and then spread them around his body. In an instant, the green glow on the Fenglan sword soared.

Xiao Ming's wide-sleeved white gauze smock was windless and automatic. With his long hair flying, the sleeves fluttered in the air. With his peerless beauty and indifferent demeanor, he looked out of the world, like a heavenly man.

I saw that many young girls in the field were full of splendor and screamed coquettishly.

Xiao Ming just displayed his fighting skills calmly.

Under the infusion of huge energy, the blade of Fenglan Sword trembled rapidly, and immediately moved around Xiao Ming's body. Every minute of movement, a light blue sword shadow condensed by energy would be left behind.

There is a powerful energy in the sword shadow, just like the substance, it is full of vigor, and it is endlessly clear.

In the blink of an eye, nine pale blue sword shadows appeared in front of Xiao Ming.

"Wind Spirit Fractal Sword!"

"Nine ways!"

"Oh my god! It turned out to be Jiu Dao! You deserve to be the young suzerain!"

"That's right, Fengling Fractal Sword is a middle-level Xuan-level fighting skill. I heard that the Young Sect Master only started practicing it when he returned to the Misty Cloud Sect last time."

"Then it's only been half a year, and the Young Sect Master has actually achieved great success, and he has nine sword shapes. I have practiced for nearly two years, and I only have four!"

"I have practiced for three years, five courses..."

The disciples sitting cross-legged in the arena were in an uproar in an instant, one after another were amazed, and countless people were speechless.

Even the elders who had been meditating behind closed doors showed expressions of amazement.

And Yun Yun didn't seem to be surprised by this at all, her beautiful face was still calm and calm.

The arrogance on Mu Zhan's face disappeared, and a dignified look appeared, and then he let out a snarl, and a majestic emerald green battle energy burst out from his body, slowly condensing a layer of battle energy gauze on the surface of his body.

Seeing the two people facing each other, the field gradually became quiet, and they were all waiting for this so-called one-stroke duel.

Xiao Ming looked at Mu Zhan who was also ready to go, his eyes were a bit cold, and then he grasped the Fenglan sword, lightly tapped his feet, and suddenly the wind was blowing under his feet.

With the help of this breeze, his whole body was slowly floating forward in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the sky above the square.

Immediately looking down at Mu Zhan below, he said lightly: "Mu Zhan, admit defeat now, for the sake of the Mu family, spare your dog's life!"

Mu Zhan looked coldly at Xiao Ming who was in mid-air, grinning fiercely, and the grudge on the surface of his body became more and more intense.

"Hmph! You are also a Xuan-level middle-level fighting skill, and just because you are a one-star fighter, you still want to kill me, a three-star fighter?"

Xiao Ming was in the air, his gown was fluttering with the wind, making loud noises.

The nine sword shadows around him implied terrifying energy, and then under his control, the nine sword shadows quickly lined up in front of him, side by side with Fenglan sword.

With a wave of Xiao Ming's big hand, the next moment, the nine sword shadows merged with the Feng Lan sword.

In the blink of an eye, a huge sword shadow with a length of one foot formed in front of Xiao Ming.

The light blue sword shadow contained violent energy, and the energy around him surged, causing the Fenglan sword in front of the sword shadow to tremble continuously.

"what?"

"How is this going?"

"This? This is?"

"Can the Fengling Fractal Sword still do this?"

Seeing his operations like this, especially the huge sword shadow that contained terrifying energy in the midair, all the members of the Misty Cloud Sect were stunned, and many of them raised their voices in surprise.

The Fengling Fractal Sword is an intermediate level fighting skill of the Misty Cloud Sect. Most people have practiced it, but the degree of proficiency varies. If it is practiced to the extreme, it is just to divide the nine branches of the sword.

But he didn't expect that he could combine the nine sword shadows and the sword into one?

Not to mention them, even Yun Yun and the elders were astonished.

Exercising the Fengling Fractal Sword, being able to separate nine sword shadows is already the pinnacle of this fighting skill, and then forcibly combining these nine powerful energies into one.

Although it is not impossible, it also requires the ultimate control over fighting spirit.

However, such a 14-year-old boy in front of him actually did it.

Xiao Ming manipulated the long sword in front of him expressionlessly, and then pointed like a sword, without hesitation, he slashed down towards Mu Zhan below.

The huge pale blue sword shadow also followed his gesture, and slashed down with a terrifying and tyrannical energy.

"Humph!"

Looking at the huge light blue sword shadow that cut down the head, Mu Zhan's heart jumped slightly, and then he snorted angrily:

"Yafei is my default woman, I will kill anyone who dares to get close to her! Even if you are the young master of the Misty Cloud Sect, you are extremely talented."

"not excluded!"

As if to cheer himself up, Mu Zhan gave a loud shout, and then stomped the ground with his feet. The tyrannical force caused a gap to crack on the special bluestone paved ground in the square.

Mu Zhan leaned forward, raised his fist covered with dead wood high, and the sharp green wooden thorns on the fist also met the huge sword shadow with his low shout.

"Aoki thorn!"

Mu Zhan's sandbag-sized fist was covered with emerald green wooden thorns, mixed with a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and in a blink of an eye, he came into contact with Jian Ying.

"Oh!"

It was too late to say everything, but it was soon at that time, the light blue sword shadow collided with the emerald green thorns, and a powerful energy and sound erupted.

The emerald green energy and the huge sword shadow were in a stalemate for a few breaths, before being crushed and pierced by the powerful energy of the light blue sword shadow.

The next moment, the remaining power of the Feng Lan Sword remained undiminished, with a sharp sound of piercing through the air, it was as powerful as a bamboo, and it instantly defeated the vindictive gauze clothing on Mu Zhan's body, without giving him a chance to react, it went straight out through the body, hitting on the On the bluestone ground of the square.

"what!"

Mu Zhan could only roar with his eyes wide open, and was completely submerged in the light and shadow of light cyan and emerald green energy.

The tyrannical and violent energy erupted spontaneously, forming an energy shock wave, which swept out to the surroundings, flying sand and rocks, which was thrilling.

Among the disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect sitting cross-legged around the square, many of them could hardly resist the aftermath, and were so shaken that they fell on their backs.

The aftermath dissipated, and the flying dust and gravel also fell to the ground.

On the square, a burly wooden warrior stood in the middle of the field, motionless.

Xiao Ming was in mid-air, put away the breeze under his feet, and landed on the ground gracefully. With a simple move, the Fenglan sword trembled, and then flew out of the ground automatically. With a wave of Xiao Ming's hand, he flew lightly towards Qingxin, precisely Return the scabbard.

Seeing this, Pill King Furukawa couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, secretly amazed at Xiao Ming's superb control of his fighting spirit.

It's just that they don't know that Xiao Ming's ability to possess such an exquisite means of controlling fighting qi is entirely due to the background of the ancient clan and his powerful soul perception.

Ignoring Mu Zhan, Xiao Ming flew back to his seat with a calm face, ignoring Mu Zhan standing stiffly in the square at all.

Being pierced by Fenglan Sword with strength is enough to kill someone, in fact, if Xiao Ming wanted to save him, it would not be difficult, as he still has two bone-melting pills brought from the ancient clan.

The Bone Melting Blood Pill is the pinnacle pill of the seventh rank, a super panacea that can immediately revive even a half-dead person who is hanging on his breath.

It's not that Xiao Ming's head was kicked, how could it be used to save a person who was about to fight him to the death?

He thought that he was a three-star fighter, stronger than himself, and clamored that he wanted to decide the victory and defeat, but also life and death, so he had to bear the consequences and pay the price of his life for his arrogance.

"Battle!"

Mu Chen, who had been gloomy all the time, came to his son in an instant, saw that although Mu Zhan was standing upright, but a blood hole had been broken in his chest, he couldn't help crying out in grief.

If it weren't for his wood attribute fighting spirit, and his weak ability to restore life, he might have died long ago.

He quickly took out a lot of high-level healing medicines from the ring, and used them all for Mu Zhan, but what's the use?

Blood gushed out of Mu Zhan's mouth, and finally fell powerlessly into Mu Chen's arms.

Seeing his son's miserable condition, Mu Chen's face turned livid. Although this domineering and thoughtless son caused him a lot of trouble, the tragic death of his son still made him heartbroken.

Seeing that the situation was wrong just now, he was going to stop it.

But he didn't expect to be stopped by Yun Yun's sharp eyes, and considering that this was a duel of life and death, he could only hold back his intention to intervene.

He really didn't expect that the son of a three-star fighter would be so vulnerable in front of Xiao Ming, who was two stars lower than him.

A sword, turned out to be just a sword!

Mu Chen hugged his son's corpse with a sad expression on his face, his sharp eyes swept over the excited disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect, and finally settled on Xiao Ming.

Although he knew that the other party was using his son to stand up, so what?

Not to mention that the Yunlan sect was not something the Mu family could offend, since it was a life-and-death duel agreed upon by both parties in public, he had no reason to seek trouble again.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the arena was about to reach freezing point, Great Elder Yunling suppressed his smile even though he felt complacent, and said solemnly: "Patriarch Mu Chen, a life-and-death duel, each with his own fate, I express my deep sympathy, but please express my condolences."

Mu Chen picked up his son's body, looked at Xiao Ming coldly, and said, "He's not as skilled as others, and he's also arrogant and domineering, so he can't blame others, everyone, I'm going to take a step first, and leave!"

After finishing speaking, fighting energy condensed from behind and turned into wings, which turned into a streamer of light and spread away.

On the high position in the west, all the bigwigs of the Jia Ma Empire looked at Xiao Ming who was flirting with Ya Fei solemnly, and remained silent.

As the guardian of the royal family, Jia Xingtian narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Xiao Ming, and then turned his gaze to the two juniors on the stone steps below.

That deep gaze suddenly flickered.

In the first battle just now, Xiao Ming easily killed Mu Zhan, which proved his strength and confirmed his No.1 status among the young generation of Jia Ma Empire.

But the suzerain of the Yunlan Sect has always been extremely low-key and has always kept a secret.

It is really the first one like this young suzerain who seems calm and free and easy, but shows his sharpness and strikes fiercely.

However, he is really amazingly talented. He is only 14 years old and has such strength, which makes him have to be afraid.

With Mu Chen's departure, the sect's martial arts competition began officially.

According to the previous rules, the participating disciples will appear on the stage one after another according to their serial numbers. Number one and number two will appear first, followed by number three and number four.

Draw lots immediately and continue to compete in order.

By analogy, until the strongest three are selected, they will not only be trained by the sect, but also win generous rewards.

The day's competition finally came to an end. Although the disciples' martial arts competition was exciting, it lacked the excitement of a life-and-death duel.

Just as Xiao Ming, Ya Fei, Little Doctor Immortal, and Nalan Yanran were about to leave, the elders of the Misty Cloud Sect and the leaders of the major forces rushed over to praise them.

After returning to his room, he sat down on the soft couch just now, with a bit of pain looming on his face.

The damage to his vitality still had a great impact on his body.

"Husband, are you alright?"

The little fairy doctor climbed onto the bed, stepped forward to slip into Xiao Ming's arms affectionately, and asked tenderly.

Xiao Ming looked at the pure and beautiful girl who was close at hand, and his heart was inevitably moved, but considering the physical reasons, he could only spare her for the time being.

After the little fairy doctor sat down properly, Xiao Ming took away the seal of the Soul Eater Demon Flame, and summoned Yao Lao out.

"Yao Lao, is there any pill to replenish vitality quickly?"

Yao Lao was enclosed in that dark and endless place, so he was naturally lonely and unbearably lonely. Now that he finally had time to relax, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I never thought that you would actually do it. Is it worth it for a woman?"

Xiao Ming smiled and said: "You have always been obsessed with refining medicine, and you are not close to women, and eventually became the number one alchemist in the Douqi Continent.

I can't compare to you, I just like to indulge in this kind of love between men and women. "

Yao Lao chuckled, and suddenly floated to the other side of Xiao Ming, and said with a smile: "It's not difficult to restore life, boy, have you ever heard of Qingming Shoudan?"

Xiao Ming was stunned for a moment, overjoyed and said: "Of course I've heard it, this Qingming Shoudan is your famous medicine, it can increase the life span of each person by ten years, and each person can only take one pill in a lifetime, right?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

Yao Chen sneered and said, "You still want me to give it to you?"

Xiao Ming said: "Otherwise?"

Yao Chen said with a haughty face, "Refine yourself."

Xiao Ming shrugged his shoulders, and said speechlessly: "When I can practice by myself, my missing vitality will be restored long ago, why do I need it?"

The old god Yaochen said: "That's your business."

Xiao Ming was slightly speechless, and said angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Your good apprentice is here, why don't you hurry up and teach him."

Yao Lao snorted, looked at the little fairy doctor and said, "Not everyone can do medicine and be a glorious alchemist. You still lack the wood energy, so you can only listen to it now. Difficult to practice."

After speaking, he looked at Xiao Ming and said, "When are you going to take her to test your plan?"

Xiao Ming shook his head slightly and said: "I can't go out of the Misty Cloud Sect now, it will take three months before I can, and if I want to find people with wood attributes, I can't find them in the sect."

"Then the old man should teach her some basic things first."