"Yao Moxi?" Wang Yu turned his head and looked at the other side of Hanbingmen.

As if feeling Wang Yu's gaze, Yao Moxi gently patted Bingqing beside her and said, "Sister Bing, look, that cold bull is watching us."

Bingqing heard it, turned her head and looked, and the next second, her eyes met.

Bingqing turned his head and Wang Yu saw this mysterious woman clearly. She saw a young woman wearing a light green gauze dress. Qianqian held a white ribbon tied around her waist. Her beautiful black hairpin was tied with a blue gem inlaid with silk, and a jade hairpin with golden flowers was slanted. The snow-white goose face revealed the beautiful smile, as if the breeze was blowing through Wang Yu's heart.

Emei is slender, her eyes are as light as a light look, and her look back slightly makes Wang Yu's heart tremble.

"Hiss~ It hurts, why are you pinching me?" Wang Yu shouted, covering the soft flesh on his waist.

"If you don't pinch you, your eyes will fall out!" said Master Murong.

Yao Moxi and the others on the opposite side seemed to see Master Murong's little movements here, covering their mouths and chuckling.

It’s okay if you don’t laugh, but when you smile, the disciples around you suddenly burst into trouble!

"Oh my God! You're right, Bingqing, who has always been called the Iceberg Beauty by everyone, actually smiled!"

"She still smiled at Leng Daniu!"

"Oh my God, what's the fate of this Leng Daniu! There is already a beautiful Master Murong next to him. Can you leave us some chance?"

"Come on, you don't piss around and see your virtues. You can compete with Leng Daniu! I think there are still some Leng Daniu who I have!"

“Huh~”

...

Accompanied by the noise of the disciples in the audience, the first round of the competition was completely over as the disciples from the No. 6 competition area were smashed to the ground.

"I announce that No. 6 competition area, No. 95 won indomitable victory and successfully entered the next round of knockout round!" The registered disciple of No. 6 competition area shouted.

After seeing the person who walked out of the No. 6 competition area, Wang Yu whispered, "This person is indeed indifferent!"

Mo Ran seemed to feel Wang Yu's gaze, turned his head to look at Wang Yu, nodded, and walked down the martial arts training ground.

At this time, Elder Wu shouted again, "Parents who are competing in the second round of competition are prepared. Please hold the corresponding competition card and come on the court quickly!"

Master Murong turned around and said, "I'll go on stage first, and I'll settle the score with you later when I come back!"

"Ahem...don't forget to return to the spirit pill." Wang Yu said with a embarrassed smile.

"Hmph! You still have a little conscience." Mr. Murong shouted softly.

...

After Master Murong came to the stage, the atmosphere in the venue was extremely hot at this time, and there were even a few disciples quietly opening the betting tickets in the back, which was very lively for a while.

"Look, the No. 3 competition area is actually Yao Moxi from Hanbing Sect and Master Murong from Jiuwen Sect!" a disciple exclaimed.

"Wow, the battle between two beautiful women who are the best in the world must be a visual feast!"

"That's right, Yao Moxi from the Ice Sect's strength is the sixth level of foundation building, and the Murong from the Jiuwen Sect's strength is the fifth level of foundation building. It must be a even-match battle!"

...

In the No. 3 competition area.

"Sister Murong, please show mercy later. Moxi is no match for Sister Murong." Yao Moxi said softly.

"Haha, it's too modest to say this with Miss Moxi's strength." Master Murong said.

Yao Moxi heard Mr. Murong's tepid words and seemed to remember something, covering her mouth and chuckled.

"Sister Murong, be careful!" Yao Moxi said.

Master Murong said nothing when he heard the sound, golden light flashed, and the long sword that appeared in his hand represented her thoughts.

"Flowing Cloud Silks!" Yao Moxi shouted softly, and then a lilac ribbon was tightly held in his hand.

Liuyun silk, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, can attack or defend, and its material is ice-soul soft jade, which is indestructible. It is rumored that jade armor made of ice-soul soft jade is comparable to a gold carpet, but the nature of the soft jade leads to these ideas being ideal, but it has no effect on its value at all. The soft swords and streamers created with it are all the favorites of female cultivators.

At this time, Yao Moxi, who was holding the Liuyun Silk, did not stand and took a few steps forward in an instant. He probably had practiced some kind of body skills. When he jumped, the Liuyun Silk in his hand attacked Master Murong.

"Good come!" said Mr. Murong.

"Two-star martial arts, light and agile body skills!"

I saw that Master Murong seemed to retreat but not retreat, seemed to advance but not advance, and his body movements were also quite elegant.

Suddenly, Master Murong used the ground to exert force, moved up, jumped into the air, and then turned into a pale white human-shaped ball of lightning, shooting towards Yao Moxi downward like lightning.

"Four-star martial arts, death killing!" Master Murong shouted.

When Yao Moxi saw Master Murong suddenly rise up, he frowned and shouted softly.

"Sister Murong is indeed extremely powerful. Is it necessary to use a killer move?" Yao Moxi said.

"But Moxi can't stand here and let you fight, right?" Yao Moxi added.

After saying that, Yao Moxi quickly recited the magic spell, quickly formed a series of light purple magic seals on both sides, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Four-star martial arts, flowing clouds and blue waves!"

I saw the purple clouds in Yao Moxi's hand dancing rapidly, and for a moment, purple enveloped the No. 3 competition area.

"No, this girl wants to control me!" Master Murong exclaimed.

"Fallen Kill, Kill!" Master Murong took advantage of the situation and swung his sword at Liuyunsi who was about to wrap around him.

But something big that made people glasses happen. Originally, everyone thought that even if this Liuyun Silk was a good magic weapon, it could not be compared with the sword. However, when the long sword in Murong's hand collided with the Liuyun Silk, an accident happened.

"Bang!"

I saw that the long sword in Master Murong’s hand slashed onto the Liuyun Silk not only did not cut off the Liuyun Silk, but instead felt that his power was actually dispersed magically.

"How could it be!" Mr. Murong said with wide eyes.

Seeing this, Yao Moxi smiled and said, "Sister Murong, you are going to lose!"

I saw that the Liuyun Si in Yao Moxi's hand suddenly changed its trajectory and appeared behind Master Murong at some time.

"Flowing clouds and blue waves are entangled!" Yao Moxi shouted.

When Master Murong saw the Liuyun silk tangled towards him, he wanted to dodge, but the Liuyun silk seemed to have eyes, sticking to Master Murong like a maggot on his tarsal bones.

"It's too much to deceive people. Do you think my killing skills are that simple?" Murong said, seeing that he could not avoid it, he stood there and said.

Seeing this, Yao Moxi knew that it would change a lot, so he accelerated to send spiritual power to the Liuyun silk in his hand, and wanted to defeat Master Murong in one go.

At this time, Master Murong, who was floating in the air, narrowed his eyes slightly, recited the magic spells, and quickly pinched up extremely mysterious magic tricks in his hand.

Suddenly, Master Murong widened his eyes and shouted in a deep voice, "Fallen Kill, Fantasy Kill!"

Master Murong threw the long sword in his hand in the air, and then the long sword was powerless and rotated rapidly, instantly transforming dozens of sword energy.

Yao Moxi, who was in the field, saw Master Murong's sudden surge in momentum and fierce attack, had a hint of solemnity on his face for the first time.

The next moment, dozens of long swords slashed at the purple flowing clouds that came towards them. For a moment, purple and white were hard to tell when they came back and forth.

"boom!"

"Bang!"

...

After a violent metal collision, everyone saw the scene inside.

"Hiss~ This...this is too violent!" A disciple opened his mouth and exclaimed.

"Yes, this is even more tragic than the battle between Leng Daniu and Shi Qian just now!"

"It's too violent, too violent. If anyone marrying Master Murong, it's been bad for eight lifetimes!" While speaking, he looked at Wang Yu in the distance intentionally or unintentionally.

...

At this time, Yao Moxi suddenly staggered and was about to fall to the ground. Suddenly, Master Murong jumped and held Yao Moxi who was about to fall to the ground.

"It's okay, Miss Moxi." Master Murong said.

Yao Moxi saw that it was Mr. Murong who supported him, and a smile appeared on his face, "Sister Murong is indeed very powerful. I didn't expect that even my Liuyun silk could be easily broken. She is worthy of being the Taoist partner of Leng Daniu."

Master Murong's face turned red when he heard Yao Moxi's words, and then said, "You little girl, what are you talking about!"

"Haha, Sister Murong blushed! Sister Bing told Mo Xi that if a woman blushed for a man, she would be in love." Yao Mo Xi said.

When Master Murong heard Yao Moxi say this, he suddenly became confused for a moment, then turned to his spirit and said, "If you don't admit defeat, I will let go!"

"Haha, Sister Murong is indeed a hero among girls. Mo Xi admits defeat!" Yao Mo Xi said.

The registered disciple of the No. 3 competition area saw Yao Moxi admit defeat and announced the results of the competition.

"I announce that the No. 3 competition area, No. 13 Murong won and successfully entered the next round of knockout round!"

Seeing that the disciple announced the results of the competition, Master Murong helped Yao Moxi and walked out of the competition area.

...

"Thank you, Miss Murong for showing mercy. Bingqing is very grateful." Bingqing took Yao Moxi from Master Murong's hand and said.

When Master Murong saw Bingqing talking, he quickly looked at Bingqing in front of him.

"No wonder that guy Wang Yu was so crazy just now. If I were a man, I would be afraid that I would fall under his pomegranate skirt!" Mr. Murong thought to himself.
To be continued...