On the premise of ensuring your safety, Murong Ningyue certainly hopes to see more of other people's killing moves, which will be very helpful for improving her cultivation.

But then Murong Ningyue felt disappointed. What He Tian used was not a killer move at all. He still used the nine sword styles, but there was a hint of strong smell than just now.

Seeing this, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but chuckled with disdain. The nine sword-controlling styles were originally a steady and agile sword technique, and the focus was on calmness and elegance.

However, because of his anger, He Tian temporarily changed his playing style and changed the nine sword styles to the fierce sword style. In this way, he lost the charm that the nine sword styles should have. Murong Ningyue no longer had the interest in fighting with He Tian anymore.

"You disappointed me so much. I originally thought you could give me some surprises, but now it seems that you are not even as good as Luo Shui and Xiao Yun, so let me end this boring competition!"

Murong Ningyue said to He Tian, ​​while quietly sacrificing the Shadowless Sword.

At this time, He Tian was almost in a state of madness. After hearing Murong Ningyue's crazy words, He Tian had completely lost his mind.

Just as He Tian was attacking with a crazy face with Murong Ningyue twisted his face, the Shadowless Sword had already arrived behind He Tian. As an eight-grade immortal weapon, the Shadowless Sword was no longer as effective as a 8th-grade immortal like He Tian to hide his traces.

As long as He Tian takes a little precaution, he will find traces of the Shadowless Sword, but He Tian is already in deep hatred for Murong Ningyue at this time, and is determined to defeat Murong Ningyue as soon as possible to prove himself.

However, the final result was only a counterproductive result. Before He Tian could defeat Murong Ningyue, his back was stabbed in by the Shadowless Sword.

He Tian's body suddenly trembled, and his attack on Murong Ningyue fell to the ground because he lost control. At this time, He Tian was already in deep fear. As long as Murong Ningyue's shadowless sword penetrated forward half a minute, He Tian might die on the spot.

"I think you can give up now!"

Murong Ningyue said coldly to He Tian. He Tian had never experienced such a shameful moment since he entered the Tibetan Sword Sect, but he was beaten like this by a newly-entered Murong Ningyue.

Although He Tian felt unwilling in his heart, he felt that the Shadowless Sword stabbed inward a little more. He Tian finally gritted his teeth and said, "I admit defeat! You won!"

Although He Tian's words were very small, they were enough for the disciples watching the game to hear them. After a brief silence, a burst of warm cheers suddenly burst out during the field.

Originally, Murong Ningyue had a lot of popularity among his disciples. Now, seeing Murong Ningyue win the championship, those disciples who supported Murong Ningyue were of course very excited.

In addition, I am even happier that the disciples who bet on Murong Ningyue. You should know that most of the disciples in this competition are optimistic about the old-fashioned strong men, especially many of who bet on He Tian.

As a result, Murong Ningyue won the championship now. Although the disciples who lost the bet were a little unhappy, Murong Ningyue had already conquered them with his own strength, and they did not feel so wronged.
Chapter completed!