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Compared to Qin Lei's thunder, Lin Muyu's momentum seemed much softer. The golden gourd represents the power of life, making people feel peaceful, but the demonic power spreading on the blade makes people feel the domineering and majestic hidden by Lin Muyu's attack. The two of them were killed as soon as they came up, which made people look forward to the final result.

...

On the martial arts platform, aristocratic girls were wearing fragrant tea, talking about it all the time—

"Wow, Lord Qin Lei is worthy of being the commander of the Imperial Guard. This kind of momentum is scary. Lord Lin Muyu may lose..."

"No, Lord Lin Muyu won't lose!"

"Why?"

"Because Lord Lin Muyu looks much better than Lord Qin Lei!"

"Bah, don't be ashamed!"

"Damn girl, have you not been staring at Lin Muyu, Chu Huaijiang, and Feng Jixing, and several adults?"

"Hmph, I haven't!"

"Then you just saw Lord Lin Muyu, breathing rapidly, her face flushed, and she pulled her underwear on her chest at any time?"

"Ah, I want to kill you to silence you, die!"

...

On the martial arts stage, the hard stone slabs actually peeled off and rose up due to the collision of forces, as if they violated the law of gravity. Stone chips and dust continued to rush and fly up due to the collision of Lin Muyu and Qin Lei, but it coincided with the physical phenomenon of storm of airflow of thermal expansion and contraction.

The thunder kept flashing, and the Thunder Rift Knife was burned red by the lightning, and it had reached its peak state. Qin Lei's eyes were full of fighting spirit and laughed: "A Yu, try the sixth strike of the Thunder Rift Knife Technique!"

Then, Qin Lei stopped shouting: "Anger thunder tear the sky!"

"Buzz!"

The wind was blowing, and the Thunder Rift Sword seemed to have turned into countless thunder lightnings. What was in front of me was definitely not a Thunder Rift Sword. Qin Lei Haoran actually blasted out tens of millions of Thunder Rift Swords with one blow!

Lin Muyu's eyes turned cold, his palms suddenly closed together, and he lifted the fighting spirit in his body. The dragon and snake sword soul in the Dragon Spirit Sword roared around the sword blade with a roar, and rushed towards the Thunder Rift Knife with a high-speed rotating spiral flame!

"boom!"

The two divine weapons collided with each other, and the explosion of energy continued. The Dragon Spirit Sword rotated and rushed forward, directly shattering the energy breakthrough of the first thunder crack knife, followed by the second and the first, and kept rushing forward. Lin Muyu opened his hands, and the flames lingered around his palms. He drove the Dragon Spirit Sword forward in a long range. The strong wind blew his cloak and flew. He narrowed his eyes and did not allow him to confront Qin Lei.

"Exciting!"

Qin Leistorm shouted, and continued to urge the valley to fight, and the angry thunder thunder thunder rushed into the sky and surged wildly.

Lin Muyu cannot retreat, otherwise his body will be torn to pieces in an instant. He does not think that Qin Lei, the war maniac, has the ability to stop at critical moments, so he can only win but not lose in this battle.

The seven-star mysterious power was running wildly. When the Dragon Spirit Sword broke and approached the Thunder Rip Sword, the power showed some signs of failure, but Qin Lei's angry thunder-torn attack was still raging, and the arrow had to be fired on the string!

Come again!

With a light palm, Di Yao's mysterious power surged out of his body, and a series of biological stars condensed on the martial arts stage. Under the call of Lin Muyu, they absorbed on the Dragon Spirit Sword. The golden light suddenly surged. The Dragon Spirit Sword received a new increase in power and rushed towards Qin Lei quickly, directly shattering dozens of thunder cracked sword energy.

Lin Muyu tried his best to control the Dragon Spirit Sword from the air, his face turned pale, and he prayed secretly: "Brother Qin Lei, you should be defeated soon, don't force me to use the fourth star... The fourth star is strong, even I am afraid of using it..."

Finally, Qin Lei on the martial arts stage suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pop". He could no longer hold on. The six god-binding locks on his body began to dissipate one after another, and the light of the Thunder Scleft Knife gradually dimmed.

“Buzz…”

The Dragon Spirit Sword continued to move straight to Qin Lei's chest. When he was about to pierce it, Lin Muyu suddenly stopped. Suddenly, the sword fell on the stone slab in front of Lin Muyu like a spiritual flip.

"quack……"

Qin Lei gasped, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, while looking up at Lin Muyu, and smiled: "Happy...Happy... Where did Ayu's strange power come from? My thunder cracking sword technique is powerful, and I am confident that even Feng Jixing may not be able to resolve it safely. You... actually forcibly break my move. It's not easy..."

Lin Muyu also had a pale face, slowly holding the hilt of the sword, shaking her body, and laughed: "I have tried my best. If I can't handle this move, I'm afraid I'll be hacked to death by Brother Qin Lei."

Qin Lei laughed: "I lost, Ayu, go and compete with Feng Jixing for the first place!"

"Thank you, Brother Qin Lei, for letting me do it."

"Bah, I didn't let you, do you think I don't want the Dragon Glazing Talisman!"

Qin Lei wiped the corner of his mouth again and smiled: "Hmph, my imperial guards only have 7,000 people. If I have the dragon talisman, I will mobilize the army from Cangnan Province to expand the imperial guards to 17,000 people!"

Lin Muyu walked forward, held Qin Lei's arm, and smiled and said, "7,000 people are enough, no matter how many, it will be useless to eat food."

"It's true..."

...

At this time, an eunuch walked onto the uneven martial arts stage and shouted: "Lin Muyusheng, Lord Qin Lei, Lord Chu Huaijian tied for the fourth place in this sword fighting conference. Next, Lord Feng Jixing and Lord Lin Muyu competed for the first place in this sword fighting conference!"

The applause was thunderous, and everyone was finally about to see a peak showdown.

Feng Jixing, a man who claims to be the "Tiger of Tongtian Street", Lin Muyu is a rare genius in middle age in the Temple. One is the commander of the imperial guards to guard the imperial capital for nearly seven years, and the other has saved His Highness Qin Yin's life twice with his wisdom and courage, and cultivated a tenth-class green gourd martial soul to such a realm. He can actually surpass the first-class God-Binding Lock. How powerful is this?

The showdown between these two people is probably what everyone hopes for.

At this moment, Qin Yin suddenly stood up and said respectfully: "Father, Brother Ayu has fought hard one after another, and his fighting spirit and physical strength have been consumed a lot. Commander Feng waited for so long. If he had a duel now, it would be a bit unfair to Brother Ayu. My daughter suggested that he give Brother Ayu a rest time and let Commander Feng and Brother Ayu decide the outcome after an hour."

Qin Jin nodded and smiled happily: "What Yin said is correct. The decisive battle between the two will be held for an hour before proceeding."

"Thank you, Father!"

From afar, Lin Muyu also looked grateful to Qin Yin.

Qin Jin was relieved when Feng Jixing, Lin Muyu, Chu Huaiyan and Qin Lei were ranked in the semi-finals. No matter who the Liulong Talisman fell, these four people were all their own people, while Lin Changqing and Murong Zhou were not necessarily loyal.

...

Lin Muyu sat calmly on the stone steps, constantly circulating the calcined dragon bones to calm the surging Dou Qi in his body. The fierce battle with Qin Lei really consumed a lot of power. If he went on stage to compete now, he would probably not be the opponent of Feng Jixing in his heyday. After all, Feng Jixing's own set of Feng Xing sword techniques was very domineering, and he might not be able to deal with his peak state, let alone when the Dou Qi was exhausted a lot.

Feng Jixing held the Feng Sword and sat next to Lin Muyu with a smile, "Ayu, if you admit defeat, Brother Feng invites you to eat a beef bun for a month. How about it? Will it be the deal?"

Lin Muyu narrowed her eyes: "Come on, I won't be fooled."

Feng Jixing smiled and said, "Ayu, what do you think of Your Highness Yin's appearance? Do you deserve the best in the world?"

"this……"

Lin Muyu's heart was slightly shaken, but she knew that it was Feng Ji's trick, so she calmed down and said, "Well, your highness's appearance is pretty good..."

"Hmph, I'm not fooled..."

Feng Jixing grinned, "Ayu, if you are asked to choose, who would you like to marry? His Highness Qin Yin, Princess Xi and the Beauty Chu Yao, which one do you want to choose?"

Lin Muyu glanced at him and said, "Stop coming, I won't choose!"

"Is that so? That's a pity..."

Feng Jixing whistled and lay on the stone steps next to Lin Muyu. He looked like an imperial guard commander. He looked like a gangster. He lowered his voice and smiled: "I think you should marry Qin Yin and Tang Xi together, one to make the other bigger, the other to make the other, what do you think?"

"puff……"

Lin Muyu finally laughed and stopped exercising her skills, "Brother Feng, you have done all the tricks... Cough cough, is the number one in this sword fighting conference really that important to you?"

"Of course it's important!" Feng Jixing's true form was revealed: "The first place will receive a reward of 100,000 gold coins, and the second place is only 30,000 gold coins, which is not enough to buy a large mansion in the imperial capital..."

Chu Huaiyan, who was using his qi to heal his wounds, opened his eyes and asked, "What do you want to do in the mansion?"

"How can you marry a wife without a large mansion??" Feng Jixing opened his eyes wide.

"You don't have a wife..." Chu Huaijian said with a smile.

Feng Jixing pulled out the Fengshou Sword and raised his eyebrows: "Chu Huaiyan, get rid of everything. If you are a man, just fight me alone!"

Chu Huaiyan grinned and continued to close his eyes and use his energy to heal his wounds: "Ayu, don't be fooled by him. A few years ago, in order to win the first place in the Sword Fighting Conference, this guy actually invited me to drink the day before. It was rice wine. As a result, it was full of strong wine. He also found a few girls from Chunxianglou to sit and drink wine, which made me lose in his hands after a hangover. Humph, it's not glorious..."

Lin Muyu held back her smile: "Since that's the case, I definitely can't lose to Brother Feng. I also want a big mansion and a wife..."

Feng Jixing held his forehead and laughed: "It's really a shame to know you guys."

Chu Huaiyan curled his lips: "If the girls in the imperial capital knew that your Feng Jixing was this kind of virtue, I think they would still favor you, hum..."

Lin Muyu smiled secretly without saying a word.

...

An hour passed quickly and it was time to compete.

Lin Muyu silently used his Dou Qi and found that the Dou Qi had recovered to 90%, and he could almost compete with Feng Jixing!

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