The atmosphere in the venue where Dragon Slayer Pavilion is located is gloomy and heavy.
Yuan Hao, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was placed on the ground. Yuan Jing grabbed one of his arms, instilled Qi into it, and performed emergency treatment.
The fellow disciples around him felt chilled in their hearts and their eyes turned red when they saw the sunken parts of Yuan Hao's upper body.
The opponent's attack... was too heavy.
This is not the standard that the Hundred Sects Competition should have!
"puff!"
During the treatment process, Yuan Hao suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Yuan Jing, who was using his true energy to seal various wounds on Yuan Hao's body, turned pale and his hands were trembling.
This is his most beloved direct disciple.
Since Yuan Jing had no heirs, Yuan Hao was raised by him as his biological son.
But now, Yuan Hao was seriously injured.
This made Yuan Jing feel angry and couldn't suppress it.
"Second game, enter Jian'er!"
Yuan Jing suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Jian who was standing aside.
At this moment, Murong Jian was also looking at Yuan Hao, his face covered with a layer of frost.
Hearing Yuan Jing's words, Murong Jian nodded slightly and said, "Uncle Jing, I will definitely avenge Yuan Hao."
"The second competition is about to begin. Please send your disciples from both sides to the stage."
The referee's voice came soon.
The audience was still very lively.
After the first small game, no one dared to underestimate Ziyan Palace.
At the same time, everyone was speculating whether Murong Jian would be sent to the second small field in Zhanlong Pavilion.
"It's time for Murong Jian to play! Junior brother was injured so badly!"
"I think he's definitely going to get involved in this one. Junior brother was injured so badly. He has to get back on his feet no matter what..."
"Yes, this is Beidu. It is considered the home ground of Dragon Slayer Pavilion. We can't lose both games... being eliminated in the top fifty would be a joke."
Amidst the discussion, Xiu Mei was sent out again from Ziyan Palace.
It seems that Ziyan Palace will not send other disciples to the stage until they lose a game!
After Xiu Mei took the stage, everyone's attention was focused on the other side of the competition stage.
Will Dragon Slayer Pavilion send Murong Jian to play?
Two seconds later, a figure flew into the air and landed ten meters in front of Xiu Mei.
This man is dressed in light blue clothes, with a dashing appearance and an impressive air of heroism.
In terms of temperament, he is much better than Yuan Hao who appeared on stage in the last performance.
His appearance caused a sensation in the audience.
Everyone knows that this person is most likely the current number two on the Heavenly Ranking and the number one genius of Dragon Slayer Pavilion, Murong Jian!
"I am Murong Jian, and I will seek justice for my junior brother." Murong Jian raised his hands and gave Xiu Mei a simple salute.
Xiu Mei looked indifferent and did not respond.
"clang!"
At this time, the bell rings!
Murong Jian stopped making any unnecessary moves and rushed directly towards Xiu Mei.
In the process of rushing towards Xiu Mei, he drew the long sword from his waist.
Under the sunlight, you can see a silver light flashing when the sword blade is unsheathed.
"call out!"
Murong Jian rushed in front of Xiu Mei and slashed out with his sword.
The sharp sword blade sliced through the sky, causing a harsh whistling sound.
Xiu Mei tilted her neck and easily avoided the attack.
But Murong Jian's reaction was even faster. When the blade fell, it moved smoothly along the direction of Xiu Mei's neck.
Xiu Mei's face was still expressionless. She immediately lowered her waist and her upper body fell straight to the ground. She dodged the sword through a tiny gap.
At the same time, she raised her left foot.
Murong Jian's eyes flashed, and he moved his left arm down to block.
"boom!"
Physical contact, a muffled sound.
Both sides retreated a few meters apart.
Murong Jian looked at Xiu Mei in front of him with stern eyes.
"The seventh form of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, the Nine Dragon-Slaying Swords!"
Murong Jian grabbed the hilt of the sword in his hand with both hands and threw it into the air.
The sword immediately floated above his head.
"Buzz..."
There was a sound of sword clanging, and the sword spun rapidly in the air.
The long sword rotated so fast that the naked eye could not catch it, and only the sword shadows could be seen flashing by.
"Senior Brother Murong actually used the seventh form directly..." Under the stage, all the disciples in the Dragon Slaying Pavilion had a look of shock on their faces.
The seventh form of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique is the most powerful in this set of sword techniques, and it is also the most difficult to understand.
Among the disciples of their generation, only Murong Jian has mastered it to great perfection. Other disciples haven’t even scratched the surface yet.
Murong Jian directly used the seventh form of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, obviously not wanting to give the opponent any chance.
He wants to defeat that woman quickly, clear the name of Dragon Slayer Pavilion, and avenge his junior brother Yuan Hao!
"Buzz..."
The sound of sword clanging continues.
At this time, the long sword above Murong Jian's head had turned into nine long swords instead of the previous one.
The blades of these nine long swords exude a faint red energy and are vibrating slightly.
Every long sword exudes amazing sword intent and extremely sharp sword energy.
"Heavenly Swirling Slash!"
Murong Jian stood there with an imposing manner.
At the same time, two of the long swords above his head flashed out with a whoosh.
The two long swords chased each other, forming a whirlpool and falling in front of Murong Jian.
"go!"
Murong Jian clapped his palms forward.
"boom!"
The two long swords formed a sword cyclone and blasted towards Xiu Mei!
In this gust of wind, every strand of wind can cut everything, extremely sharp!
Xiu Mei stood on the spot, her palms intertwined in front of her, a large amount of gray energy condensed in her hands, and she swatted at the whirlwind of sword energy coming from the front!
"boom!"
The gray air exploded, and powerful power hit the sword air whirlwind ahead.
The two long swords were forcibly broken and flew out.
At this time, Xiu Mei turned into a phantom, flashed, grabbed the two long swords in the air, and twisted them hard with both hands!
"Crack!"
In just a few seconds, the two long swords were forcibly broken and fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Murong Jian's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes flashed with surprise.
But he didn't stop attacking there.
"Tianfang Jian Gang!"
Murong Jian recited a spell, and a ball of blue light rose up from his hands, blasting towards Xiu Mei!
Xiu Mei did not dodge.
The blue light just hit Xiu Mei's body, but it didn't make any sound.
It was like a layer of light gas clinging to Xiu Mei's body.
At the same time, the six long swords above Murong Jian's head quickly rushed towards Xiu Mei!
They did not attack Xiu Mei directly, but rotated around Xiu Mei's body!
"bass!"
A burst of intense blue light appeared.
As the six long swords rotated, they formed a sword-gang formation, locking Xiu Mei in it.
Xiu Mei snorted coldly and wanted to raise her hand.
At this time, one of the swords in the Sword Gang Formation glowed with light.
"Poof!"
With a crisp sound, Xiu Mei's hands were subjected to an extremely powerful suppressive force, and she couldn't lift them up!
At this time, Xiu Mei's expression finally changed.
She frowned, gritted her teeth, and completely released the breath from her body!
But at this time, Murong Jian, who was not far from her, had already grasped the last long sword.
"The first move of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, Dragon-Slaying!"
Murong Jian held the hilt of the sword with both hands and rushed towards Xiu Mei's position.
"ah……"
Veins popped out on Xiu Mei's forehead and she let out an angry roar.
She wants to break free from the shackles of the Sword Gang Formation!
But it’s impossible to do it in a short time!
The six long swords all contain extremely powerful pressure!
In an instant, Murong Jian rushed in front of Xiu Mei and jumped up!
The long sword in his hand lit up with red flames!
This blow is the same as Yuan Hao's blow just now!
The first form of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, Dragon-Slaying!
The sword blade struck in the air, and Xiu Mei, who was locked by the sword, had no choice but to raise her head with a ferocious look on her face!
But she can't escape!
"Boom!"
The next second, there was an explosion!
A strong light emerged, and a burst of power spread in all directions.
The entire competition stage and the ground were shaking!
In the audience's field of vision, they could clearly see a figure flying out and falling directly to the ground below the competition stage, rolling several times before stopping.
The light faded.
Murong Jian was the only one left on the competition stage, standing upright with a long sword in his hand.
There was a deep slash mark on the competition platform made of extremely hard material.
"Wow……"
After a few seconds of silence, exclamations of surprise sounded from all around.
He truly deserves to be Murong Jian, who is ranked second on the Heavenly List!
The ferocious and powerful female disciple from Zi Yan Palace was defeated just like that!
