Chapter 1280

Mu Yun Duan drank in a loud voice, but he did not try to burn the blood and spiritual power like pangning. Instead, he beat his chest with his fists. His breath soared at an amazing speed, and his body was in the air in a flash.

Rumble!

At the same time, there was a thunder like explosion from the void. At the next moment, a huge white sword with a length of more than ten Zhang long would make a strange and piercing sound, rumbling through the sky and slashing down.

A burst of exclamation broke out around the challenge arena, and people were shocked by mu yunduan's means!

But even in the face of such means, Duanmu yunqi still just gave a cold smile, gently flipped his right palm, and a fire red palm print was suddenly taken out.

Boom!

When the fire palm flies out, the whole body soars rapidly. In a flash, it rises to ten Zhang. It collides with the white sword and sends out an earth shaking explosion!

Red and white psychic powers intertwined with each other and devoured each other wildly, forming an amazing picture in the air, as if a red and white two giant beasts were falling and biting!

However, this situation did not last long. After only two or three breaths, the red psychic power gained the upper hand, and the powerful impact of spiritual power completely shattered the white sword.

Mu cloud end stuffy hum, body drama shock, nearly fall from the air.

Duanmu yunqi eyebrow light pick, the result of this fight slightly surprised.

In his opinion, this palm should knock down Mu Yun Duan as well as disperse the white sword. However, the scene is somewhat beyond his expectation.

"Ha ha, the elder brother seems to have got a lot of advice from the elder brother." Duanmu yunqilue nodded, his eyes were very meaningful.

But then the right palm turned again, and another red palm print came out.

Boom!

This time, there was no suspense. The red palm print burst out of the sky with a loud bang, and he was thrown out of the sky without even giving him a chance to fall to the challenge arena.

"Duanmu elder martial brother is strong in cultivation, but mu yunduan is ashamed of himself and is willing to bow down to the wind!"

After stumbling to the ground, Mu Yun Duan didn't have much shame. He shook his head and sighed and saluted the other party.

"Don't mention it, Reverend brother. Your strength is already among the top of this group of disciples. In time, even if you catch up with me, it will not be impossible."

Duanmu yunqi smiles indifferently. It seems that he is praising each other, but he is actually raising himself intentionally or unintentionally.

Although many people recognize this, no one dares to say anything against it.

Because what he said is the truth, and after careful consideration, he is actually very modest and gives Mu Yun face.

In time, mu yunduan will be able to catch up with his accomplishments?

Hehe, how many days does it take?

Even if Mu yunduan wants to catch up with him, Duanmu yunqi will not stop to wait. Both sides are practicing hard and their qualifications are almost the same. Is this gap like gap so easy to make up for?

He said that, just to give Mu Yun a little face, so that he would not feel upset for the performance just now, in fact, it can't be too serious.

"Ten breaths, two moves!" The patriarch announced the result loudly.

Mu yunduan shakes his head and laughs bitterly at the speech, with a face of shame.

He had tried his best, but only one more breath than penning, and he could not help feeling depressed.

In the eyes of the other five disciples who have not yet appeared, this difference in breathing has already represented a great gap in cultivation.

This time of breathing, though fleeting, can not be underestimated!

Pang Ning tried his best to almost burn his blood, and his spiritual power only insisted on nine breaths. However, mu yunduan gave more time to breathe, which one was higher or lower.

"Ha ha, if you have no objection, let me play next!"

Xuan Peng shook his gray sleeves and bowed to the crowd with a calm smile on his face.

"Brother Xuan, please."

"Younger martial brother Xuan, just do it!"

"Ha ha, it doesn't matter who comes first, elder martial brother Xuan, please do it!"

There was no objection to the smile on their faces.

As a matter of fact, if they do it later, they will be able to recover one more point, and they can also observe and absorb the experience of the previous few people. Why not?

It's just a pity that Duanmu yunqi's strength is really too strong. Even if they delay shooting, it's just a moment's difference.

Even if they are in full swing, they can't threaten each other. What's more, they can't recover much spirit power in such a short time. It's just a kind of psychological comfort to postpone the attack.

After the first two matches, they didn't expect the first one to interfere with Duanmu yunqi, let alone the fluctuation of each other's spiritual power, because that was just nonsense and nonsense!

Xuan Peng nodded and laughed and swayed to the arena.

"I've heard about Duanmu for a long time. Xuanpeng has offended me!"

"You're welcome. Let's go." Duanmu yunqi smiles indifferently and nods.Boom!

As pangning and mu yunduan did, xuanpeng immediately aroused his blood vision and made full efforts.

A gray light column straight into the sky, in a twinkling of an eye, it condenses into an amazing gray axe, carrying the rumbling sound, with the force to break the momentum of Wanjun crazy chop down!

Look at the momentum, it seems that even if there is a mountain in front of it, it will be chopped to pieces!

"Good come!"

In the face of such an attack, Duanmu yunqi just smiles calmly, his face does not change at all, his whole body breath just swings and opens, and then he puts the big gray axe in the air, making its speed drop suddenly, and looks like it is solidified in the air!

Xuanpeng didn't have any hesitation when he was around the challenge arena. He was ready to put pressure on the opponent by drinking and then using the means. The worst thing was not to let the opponent take his hand too calmly.

Unfortunately, his strength could not threaten the other party. Duanmu yunqi gave a cold smile and waved his right hand across the air. After a fire palm was swept out, the gray axe suddenly collapsed.

The fury of the spirit suddenly scattered around the challenge arena set off a violent storm.

Xuanpeng's whole body gray light soared, not retreat, but forward, the whole person swept forward, the skyrocketing gray light made people completely unable to see his figure.

However, as Duanmu yunqi's spiritual power dissipated, the dazzling fire roared and engulfed it in an instant, and the dazzling gray light instantly shrank away, revealing xuanpeng's figure again.

In front of the rolling red spirit power, he seemed to be just a small boat in the angry sea. In a flash, he was shaken out and fell directly under the challenge arena.

"Oh! I'm not strong enough to lose. I have nothing to say! " Xuanpeng shook his head and sighed, and spit out a sullen breath.

In front of Duanmu yunqi, he was defeated in two moves, but his persistence time was half more than that of pangning and half a breath less than that of Mu yunduan, that is, nine and a half breaths.

Although the result was not bad, he was not happy at all.

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