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Even Kong Wei, who had the highest cultivation level, had been subdued by Fu Luochen's two tricks, and while everyone's hearts were helpless, a shock was rising.

It turns out that they still have so many deficiencies in battle.

To be honest, in fact, after experiencing the Battle of the Eight Sides, many disciples really swelled due to this.

When they were in Xuemeng Mountain, they encountered many opponents of the same level, but almost none of these people would be their opponents. This is where Luoyuegubi is excellent.

After experiencing too many advantages, they gave them the illusion that as long as they study step by step in the Luoyue Valley, they will be invincible at the same level.

But today Fu Luochen let them understand that their strength is only relatively speaking.

Only Qian Xiaoxiao and Li Yun were left on the ring. Although they were firm, they were also weak in the face of absolute strength.

By this time, everyone was actually numb, and only the Muyang group was left. No one was optimistic about it. Even Muyang himself didn't think there was any hope.

After watching Fu Luochen's three consecutive battles, he did not see any flaws at all. He knew Fu Luochen too well. When he was in the snowy field before, he often watched Fu Luochen practice. Even if he suppressed his cultivation, Mu Yang didn't think he was. There is a chance.

Ma Yuqi sighed and said, "Hey, I really don't know what the elders are going to do. They have already been defeated in three groups. It doesn't matter whether we win or not."

Mu Yang patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him: "Don't be discouraged, maybe we are the last straw to crush the camel. Brother has already fought three games in a row. It has been more or less consumed. We are actually the most have advantage of."

Although he himself has negative emotions, he knows that he cannot spread this emotion to his teammates, even if it is just an assessment. As a core figure, he also feels that he has a mission to lead his teammates to do their best.

This is his **** sense of responsibility that he slowly built up during the Battle of the Eight directions. Mu Yang made the final arrangement a little bit, and took the two of them to the ring.

In the last game, although everyone was not optimistic, they still hope that Mu Yang can save some face for them.

Among the twelve newly promoted disciples, Mu Yang is the one who can perform miracles the most, and the one who plays the cards the least according to common sense, and he is Fu Luochen's direct junior. Maybe he has a way to deal with Fu Luochen.

After standing still, Mu Yang took a deep breath and made sense. It was really the first time he had fought Fu Luochen. Only when he was actually standing on the opposite side could he feel Fu Luochen's oppressive aura and bursting self-confidence.

These were not deliberately done by Fu Luochen, but the aura that radiated from the inside out that could only be nurtured under countless victories.

Fu Luochen wiped the spirit sword in his hand and looked at Mu Yang with a smile, "Junior Brother, we have never played against each other yet."

"Yeah, you can honestly explain, did you want to beat me a long time ago, that's why you found this opportunity." Mu Yang still resented him for deceiving himself in the morning.

Fu Luochen touched his forehead with a headache. This junior is always so caressing about him, and he can't do anything about it. The elder said it was confidential.

"Junior brother, this is really a misunderstanding. I am just completing the task assigned by the sect."

Mu Yang rolled his eyes and thrust in his waist, "Huh, I don't care. Anyway, I have to complain to Master when I go back tonight, and I have to tell Senior Sister."

Fu Luochen is helpless, there is really no way to take the junior brother, "Forget it, let me see the results of your recent hard work, honestly, I have always wanted to find a chance to confront you."

The war was about to begin, Mu Yang also put away his indifferent posture and began to get serious.

Mu Yang clenched his fists, surrounded by golden spiritual power, and pointed his right hand like a sword, concentrating and gathering energy.

"Oh? Does the dragon burial **** mean?" This trick was a martial skill that Mu Yang had learned a long time ago, and it was also the martial skill most well-known to his brothers. Therefore, Fu Luochen didn't pay much attention to it.

Although it is powerful, it can no longer meet Mu Yang's fighting needs, and now it can only be reduced to the sad status of the opening.

"broken!"

Mu Yang shouted, the golden dragon shadow flashed, Fu Luochen held the spirit sword in his hand, without any fancy posture, slashed with a sword, directly blasted the dragon buried god's finger!

The corner of Mu Yang's mouth raised, giving Fu Luochen a thumbs up: "Brother cowhide!"

"Ok?"

This action stunned Fu Luochen, what did Mu Yang mean? The two are fighting, what is his strength?

However, the next moment he knew, Ma Yuqi on the side had jumped to his left without knowing when, opened his bow and shot his arrows at Fu Luochen!

Although Ma Yuqi's talent for refining is not as good as Muyang, he is inexplicably fascinated by refining, and he likes to use some new spiritual weapons when he is fine. This bow and arrow was just created by him not long ago.

Since Fu Luochen's attention had been attracted by Mu Yang's cowhide just now ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When he found that the left side was abnormal, the arrow was already approaching.

Fu Luochen gritted his teeth and moved with his body skills! This is Xuan-level physical martial arts, Shenfeng Step!

Mu Yang couldn't be more familiar with it. Under the change of figure, he escaped the attack of Ma Yuqi in a thrilling manner.

His spiritual power is now suppressed, and at most he can only use the martial arts that come from the Xuan rank inferior grade, and his abilities are greatly restricted.

Just when he stopped steadily and was about to put away the remote spirit weapon first, he thought of a cold voice behind him. This voice even carried a murderous scalp!

"Chitian Heart Sword, blood stained!"

Fu Luochen's eyes widened. It turned out that just now, while he was moving with the Shenfeng Step, Mu Yang also used the Shenfeng Step to move behind him!

Moreover, even the multi-function speakers were arranged, and the combat power instantly rose to the next level.

Attacking from behind made Fu Luochen caught off guard!

When he suddenly turned around, he saw a rain of blood! "Hehe, brother, you really didn't let me down, but you want to defeat me, and I look down on my brother."

What Mu Yang didn't expect was that he just used spiritual power to condense a shield in front of him, and easily blocked Mu Yang's attack!

"Uh, what kind of martial art is this?" Mu Yang was a little surprised. He managed to grasp the right time and was resolved so easily.

He didn't dare to get close anymore, and quickly moved his footwork to get away from Fu Luochen.

Fu Luochen smiled and said: "Junior brother, you forgot one thing. Although my spiritual power is limited, my physical defenses will not change. If you want to hurt me, you still have to show your true ability."

Muyang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. This is really overlooked.