Xiao Luocheng was slightly surprised that it was a draw.

You must know that Gao Bingshan is a famous master of the Motian Sect and has been in the second-grade martial arts master for two years.

The reason why Gao Bingshan has not entered the third-grade Martial Master for a long time is to build a foundation at the second-grade Martial Master, preparing to attack the higher-grade Martial Master in the future.

The top ten elders of the Motian Sect are all in the world. Take Zhong Wanli, the ten elder who was eliminated by Long Qingyun, whose martial arts cultivation is above Di Renxuan, the owner of the Huanglong Lord Island.

Although Gao Bingshan is only the seventh elder of the Motian Sect, his martial arts strength is above the second elder Zuo Lengba and the third elder Wanqi Zhong. His combat power is enough to enter the top five of the elders of the Motian Sect.

This is also an important force of the eldest son of the Motian Sect, and it is a force that Xiao Luocheng relies heavily on.

I don’t know what “secret technique” this Yelu Dahai used, and his skills suddenly increased, and he actually forced Gao Bingshan to level.

While happy about this ending, Yelu Dashan couldn't help but feel upset. It seemed that his father still favored the second emperor's brothers after all, and the royal family's secret technique of "blood-enhancing Method" was finally taught.

Gao Bingshan and Yelu Dahai looked solemn, and they sat cross-legged and healed their injuries. Depending on the situation, it would not end for a while.

As the owner of Huanglong Island, Di Renxuan had long been so angry that he saw Xiao Luocheng, a junior, sitting high in his seat.

If you don’t stand up at this time, then when will Di Renxuan whisper: “Xiao Luocheng, the island master challenges you now, do you dare to fight!”

"Hahaha..." Xiao Luocheng laughed wildly, looked at Di Renxuan with contempt, and said coldly:

"Di Renxuan, your strength is still disdainful to me to take action personally. Elder Murong, please play with him!"

Di Renxuan's move was also a courage to make him happy. At this time, Xiao Luocheng must have to deal with Long Qingyun, so how could he face Di Renxuan?

The short and fat man sat up, hugged Di Renxuan with fists, pulled out a black iron sword with a flash of cold light, and pointed at the void and said sternly:

"please!"

His words are also extremely simple and concise. This person is Murong Gang, the eleventh elder of the Motian Sect. He is known as "a sword to seal the throat" and is a first-class martial master.

The sword technique is known for its fierce and fierceness and as fast as lightning.

Di Renxuan, who is also in the realm of the first-class martial master, drew out the Qingfeng sword and said coldly: "Go ahead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Renxuan rushed forward with his sword.

"Bang!" The two swords handed over and separated suddenly.

In an instant, the two of them went back and forth, using their own unique skills to fight with all their strength.

From a distance, two figures, one black and one purple, intertwined with each other, and it was difficult to separate.

Fierce battle is in full swing!

Before I knew it, more than thirty moves passed, and there was no sign of winning or losing.

The two of them have their own strengths. Di Renxuan's moves are sophisticated, solid and steady; Murong Gang's sword skills are strong, ruthless and swift.

It was not until this time that the onlookers deeply realized how critical it was for Long Qingyun to eliminate Zhong Wanli.

Zhong Wanli is at the realm of the second-grade Martial Master, and his combat power is obviously above Di Renxuan, at the realm of the first-grade Martial Master. If Zhong Wanli comes on the field, Di Renxuan will definitely lose within twenty moves.

"Clang clang clang!"

Forty moves have passed, and the two are still equal in size, and it is difficult to separate Xuan Ze.

If you continue to fight like this, how long will it take?

Zhong Wanli slapped the wooden chair with his right hand, "Bang!" and the wooden chair armrest broke with a sound. Zhong Wanli sighed regretfully: "Oh..."

Zhong Wanli's mind was turbulent, "If I were on it, I would have chopped Di Renxuan, an old man."

Murong Gang is known as "a sword that seals the throat". It is easy to imagine how fast the sword technique is, but how can you know that Di Renxuan's sword technique is solid and calm.

The battle lasted for more than fifty rounds.

Di Renxuan’s Qingfeng sword dance is unobstructed, and Murong Gang’s “Seal of Throat” has never made any achievements.

If a master fights, a slight difference will lead to a thousand miles of mistakes. When two people meet opponents, they will meet good talents. At this time, the most secure strategy is to respond to changes in the same way.

Obviously, Zhong Wanli sighed that he had slapped the seat armrest and heard Murong Gang's ears.

This sigh aroused Murong Gang's heroic spirit, and the black iron sword in his hand also rose.

Getting faster and faster!

Di Renxuan's breathing also became rapid, and he suddenly realized that Murong Gang was about to take a harsh move.

Everyone also held their breath and stared at the two of them in the fight with all their concentration.

Xiao Luocheng sat upright on a tiger-skin chair, looking at Long Qingyun with leisurely eyes from afar, and his provocative intentions bloomed freely.

Long Qingyun seemed to read the meaning in Xiao Luocheng's eyes. Murong Gang's "Shoulder Throat" was about to be used, and Di Renxuan would undoubtedly lose. Next, Xiao Luocheng would deal with him mercilessly.

Long Qingyun smiled slightly, ignored Xiao Luocheng's provocative gaze, turned his head to look at Chu Yuetong's delicate facial features, and said aloud:

"Your Highness Princess, this sword technique of "Sealing the Throat" is getting faster and faster, and it looks quite powerful, but its loopholes are gradually exposed!"

Long Qingyun's voice was neither high nor low, but his pronunciation was very clear. All the martial arts masters were present, so of course they all heard it.

Even Murong Gang and Di Renxuan could hear clearly during the fight.

Murong Gang was suddenly shocked: "Huh? How did this guy discover the loophole in me?"

Everyone was also confused and confused: "Murong Gang's sword technique is getting faster and faster, how can there be any loopholes? Why didn't I see it?"

Chu Yuetonghui was very talented and talented. She immediately understood the meaning of Long Qingyun's eyes, and understood it and said in a delicate voice:

"Huh... There seems to be a loophole in this 'Sword Covering the Throat', so look!"

Chu Yuetong seemed to have discovered the new continent and screamed loudly. The Motian Sect is the mortal enemy of Cangyun Kingdom. If you don’t take any harm at this time, then you won’t be able to take any damage!

"The acting skills are so good! If it is put in the 21st century, it is no worse than those actors from the Beijing Film Academy and the Central Academy of Drama." Long Qingyun grinned and nodded, and looked at Chu Yuetong with admiration in his eyes.

Xiao Luocheng secretly shouted "Not good". Long Qingyun was obviously "forming a suspicious formation", which made Murong Gang feel afraid and did not dare to use "one sword to seal the throat".

"Under armpits!" Long Qingyun sent a voice to Chu Yuetong and said in secret: "Your Highness just need to scream!"

Xiao Luocheng shouted loudly: "Long Qingyun, don't set up a suspicion array. Elder Murong should not listen to him. Just defeat Di Renxuan according to your own ideas. You don't need to listen to the voices from the outside world!"

Murong Gang was shocked, "Yes, I almost fell for Long Qingyun!" He said loudly:

"Thank you, my eldest son, for your advice!"

Before he finished speaking, Murong Gang accelerated the speed of using the sword to prepare for the bold attack of "sealing the throat with one sword".

Just then.

A crisp sound rang again: "Under the armpit...I clearly saw that his armpit was a big loophole!"

The sound is pleasant, like a yellow oriole in the valley.

At this moment, it was like a sharp bayonet slashing through the sky and resounding around. The shock was as high as a thunder, and the flowers exploded.

"Huh?" Xiao Luocheng looked stunned!

"Ah!" Murong Gang was extremely shocked, and the black iron sword in his hand stagnated, and the sword force as fast as lightning suddenly slowed down.

Di Renxuan was suddenly overjoyed, holding the green sword in his hand and stabbed Murong Gang under his armpit.

The speed is so fast that the tiger is ascending to the mountain.

The momentum is as strong as opening a mountain to split a stone.

At this critical moment, Murong Gang's sword technique suddenly turned around, and the Xuan Iron Sword stabbed Di Renxuan's throat in a daze.

As fast as a terrifying brilliance, as fast as lightning.

It was Murong Gang's unique skill of becoming famous, "Shoulder the throat with one sword", and everyone exclaimed!

Long Qingyun was also shocked: "Is my judgment wrong? Isn't the underarm flaw? This is impossible. Long Qingyun is quite confident in his intuition!"

Since the "Scepter" appeared in Long Qingyun's mind, in countless life and death battles, Long Qingyun can sense the flaws of his opponent. It can be said that he has never been able to try it out and never made any mistakes.

Suddenly, Long Qingyun understood that Murong Gang was gambling, and Di Renxuan dared not firmly believe Chu Yuetong's words.

The theory of underarm flaws is just a guess.

At this time, Di Renxuan did not dare to take this risk. He noticed the coldness of Murong Gang's sword. He suddenly retreated several feet, avoiding the "sword of sealing the throat".
Chapter completed!