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It is Gu Liangsheng!

Although the indestructible holy golden fist he practiced was equally overbearing, he was not in his prime anymore when he had been attacked by the Eight Boxing Realm of Muyun before.

It was really hard for him to understand why Mu Yun could still perform it a second time?

Mu Yun is only in the middle position of the holy emperor, he can't do this in the extreme position of the holy emperor!

Looking at the slightly unwilling Gu Liangsheng, Mu Yun didn't have much joy of victory.

He spent more than ten years cultivating an eight-armed iron fist in the Rebirth Secret Pavilion. If he loses to Gu Liangsheng, it would be really weird.

"I lost……"

Gu Liangsheng lowered his arrogant head at this moment, his eyes no longer look good.

"hateful……"

In the audience, Chai Zheng saw this scene and couldn't help clenching his fists. He cursed, "Is this Gu Liangsheng rubbish?"

"Will you lose to Mu Yun?"

However, when he said this, it suddenly rang, and he was defeated by Mu Yun just now. Chai Zheng could only secretly resent, but there was nothing he could do.

Mu Yun stepped off the ring at this moment.

This time, Gu Yunfei looked at this little junior and was completely shocked.

The Saint Emperor's mid-level realm defeated Gu Liangsheng in the Saint-Emperor extreme position.

This is not a genius, this is an evildoer!

"Great!"

Gu Yunfei couldn't help but exclaimed at this moment: "I hope you will reach the realm of the nobleman, and try to fight with me. I really look forward to you in the realm of the nobleman."

"In that case, I have to speed up my practice and catch up with the second brother."

At this moment, Yi Yue was on the ring.

Her opponent is Ying Yao of Fifth Peak.

Na Ying Yao is the top disciple of the ultimate holy emperor on the Fifth Peak, and his strength is unfathomable, but after all, Yi Yue is also the ultimate holy emperor.

And before, Gu Yunfei was obviously confident in Yiyue, and he wouldn't lose if he wanted to come to Yiyue.

When this battle is over, there will be only ten people left.

And none of these ten people are simple roles.

boom……

At this moment, a roar erupted from an arena, deafening.

A figure was suddenly lifted off, vomiting blood, and passed out.

"Bu Yi wins!"

Following the referee's announcement, the game of the first peak stepped down from the ring.

"You actually lost?"

Looking at Gu Liangsheng, Bo Yi was slightly surprised.

"The eight-armed iron fist of Muyun is too strong, I am defeated..." Gu Liangsheng bit his lip and sighed in a low voice.

"It's not that he is too strong!"

But Bo Yi said indifferently at the moment: "But you are too weak, waste!"

"you……"

Although both Bo Yi and him were in the first peak, in the past, he was always suppressed by Bo Yi.

But this time, Mu Yun, who was defeated by a mid-level holy emperor, would take the opportunity to taunt him even more if he wanted to come to Bu Yi.

But Gu Liangsheng knew in his heart that he had nothing to say if the king would lose.

"If I meet him, he will definitely make him die, not for you!" Bu Yi said indifferently, "It was for the face of the first peak."

"Brother Cao Hefei defeated Gu Qingyi and became the number one in the Sovereign List. Our first peak is in the Sovereign Realm and completely defeated the Sovereign Peak, so disciples of the Sage Emperor Realm cannot lose."

Bo Yi snorted and left directly.

Gu Liangsheng was annoyed at this moment, but he had nothing to say.

"If you met Mu Yun, you would know..." Gu Liangsheng sighed slightly in his heart.

The competition is still going on.

At this moment, on top of the ten arenas, one after another ended.

The top ten are born!

And this time, in the top ten, Sovereign Peak, Mu Yun and Yi Yue were two.

Bu Yi and Lu Yu of the first peak.

And Wu Hongyang at the second peak.

Zhou Yue of the third peak, Liang Wenxuan of the fourth peak and others.

Except for the remaining three people, as well as Mu Yun, the others are all famous people, and among the disciples of the inner mountain holy emperor realm, they belong to the ranks of geniuses.

Such fighting greatly promoted the enthusiasm of the disciples outside the mountain.

What does Xiuwu call?

Isn't it just to protect yourself and be admired by thousands of people?

Only when they reach the holy emperor can they have the opportunity to stand on the ring, distinguishing the strong and the weak.

"Little Junior Brother, the next opponents are all ruthless characters."

At this moment, Yi Yue swallowed a holy pill to restore his strength, and exhorted: "You have to be careful. If you encounter Bu Yi and Lu Yu on the first peak, they will definitely deal with you."

"I see!"

Mu Yun nodded.

Having said that, it's just that it is absolutely impossible for him to let go of those five places.

The peculiarities in the Bronze Mountain, coupled with the potential to be promoted to the Lord, made him unable to give up!

"The last round begins!"

Elder White Beard is now on stage again.

The martial arts field in the valley is now divided into five arenas, with a large area, and ten figures walking to the arena one by one.

These ten people are destined to shine.

"The next competition will be even more dangerous, so you are careful yourself. When you are thinking about the places in the bronze mountain, don't forget that you are still Xiaoyao Mountain disciples."

Elder White Beard's words fell, and with a wave of his palm, it suddenly turned into ten light groups and appeared in front of the ten people.

"If you are ready, let's start!"

Elder White Beard's words fell, ten people walked out one by one, and numbers appeared in front of the ten people.

"Number One!"

Mu Yun looked at the number in front of him, and his eyes fell on the other one.

"Bu Yi!"

Glancing at that figure, a pair of eyes were already staring at him.

"It's a coincidence!"

On the side of Bo Yi, a slender figure showed his number at this moment, which happened to be number two.

And the other number two is Yi Yue.

"It seems that our No. 1 Peak and Sect Master Peak are really predestined." Lu Yu grinned and said.

"Bo Yi, that kid can defeat Gu Liangsheng, you should be careful not to capsize in the gutter!"

"With this mind, it is better for you to worry about yourself. That Yiyue is not easy to deal with!"

Bo Yi said calmly: "If I lose to Mu Yun, I don't have to stay in Xiaoyao Mountain anymore."

"In that case, let's meet at Gutong Mountain."

Lu Yu seemed extremely confident at the moment.

But Bo Yi's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at Mu Yun.

"Make me ashamed of the first peak, your way is here!" Bo Yi said indifferently: "Seeing the hope that is so close at hand, it is now annihilated, how do you feel in your heart?"

"Whose hopes are shattered, I'm afraid it is not necessarily true!"

Mu Yun smiled slightly and said nothing.

Yi Yue looked at Mu Yun and encouraged: "Little Junior Brother, he beat him to find teeth all over the floor."

"good!"

Mu Yun nodded and stepped out.

At this moment, all ten figures are walking towards the ring.

The five arenas gathered the eyes of tens of thousands of people. All of this is too much to move people's hearts.

The five strongest disciples at the holy emperor realm level are about to be born.

"Are you ready?"

Looking at Mu Yun, Bo Yi sneered and said, "I'm worried that you won't have a chance to make a move."

"Then you should worry more about yourself."

Bo Yi stepped forward with a murderous look.

The powerful breath spreads wave after wave.

Mu Yun had a murderous look in his eyes at this moment.

Everyone thought he was easy to step on, but who stepped on whom will be known until the end.

Om...

A ray of light rose at this moment, and a long sword appeared in Bu Yi's hand.

"Oh? The fifth-grade holy sword-Luoyu sword!"

Seeing the long sword, Xiao Qingshan smiled and looked at the Great Peak Master Cao Hong, and said: "It seems that the Great Peak Master really cares about this Bo Yi. The Luoyu sword he once used has been passed on to him."

"Ha ha……"

Master Cao Hongfeng smiled: "The suzerain is utterly praised, and Bu Yi has a firm mind. It is indeed rare to reach the extreme position of the holy emperor. If this sword is kept, it will be grayed out, it would be better to give it to Bu Yi!"

Xiao Qingfeng nodded and didn't say much.

Luo Yu sword was the holy sword in the hands of Dafeng Master Cao Hong when he was still a disciple of Xiaoyao Mountain.

This sword is extremely sharp, and the sword comes with a powerful Frost Might. The Great Peak Master relied on this sword to enter the Bronze Mountain.

Now, it was passed to Bo Yi, and this time, he was also secretly worried for Mu Yun.

It's just that this worry is not very strong.

After all, Mu Yun is the figure that seniors fancy.

boom……

Bu Yi held the sword and cut it out with one sword. The rainbow light was hundreds of feet away, and he rose directly into the air, fell down, and slashed towards Muyun.

"The realm of four punches!"

With a punch, Mu Yun's body and mind were mobilized to the strongest state at this moment.

At the same time, the powerful air wave and fist wind rolled up.

boom! ! !

A deep blast sounded at this moment, and the power of Bo Yi's sword was blocked.

"I'm just a simple sword, you need to use the four-fist realm, then if it is a full blow, you may not be able to resist the eight-fist realm, right?"

"You can try!"

Mu Yun stepped out directly, and at this moment, Bu Yi, the light of the Luo Yu sword in his hand swung away.

"Hua Tian Luo Cai kill!"

A sword pierced out, and the sword light split into tens of thousands of paths, and each path was like a rainbow, gathered together, that core point was exactly where Mu Yun was.

"Eight-armed iron fist, the realm of eight fists."

boom……

Eight fist shadows surrounded Mu Yun's body at this moment, and everything was wrapped.

Everyone only heard the crackling crackling sound, which kept ringing. At this moment, Mu Yun seemed to be an egg, while Bu Yi was like an egg breaker holding a giant hammer.

With one attack and one defense, the entire arena of shock was shaking.

This scene made the faces of many elders present in shock.

Both of these two are the proud sons of heaven. Although Mu Yun's realm is lower, his strength is not bad.

And Bo Yi's swordsmanship is also very superb.

Both of them have the qualifications to be baptized on behalf of Xiaoyao Mountain entering Gutong Mountain.

However, the competition is a competition, and only one of the two is eligible to go.

"You were on guard very quickly."

Bu Yi sneered and said, "I just don't know, how far can you defend?"

"I'm also curious about how far you can attack."

Mu Yun's figure walked out of the light, safe and sound.

The strength of the eight-armed iron fist once again caused an uproar among many disciples.

It's just that although they know the eight-armed iron fist is tyrannical, they know even more how much energy and energy it takes to cultivate this holy tactic.

Even Gu Liangsheng, the proud son of heaven, only cultivated to the state of six fists, and Mu Yun must have paid a great price when he cultivated to the state of eight fists.