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The opponent she played against this time was not as strong as her, so the winner was soon determined.

"It turns out you kid, you hide so deeply!"

Yi Yue said with satisfaction: "Yes, if you are in the top five this time, join me into the Bronze Mountain, I will protect you!"

"good!"

Mu Yun nodded and smiled.

Having said that, it's just that it's not always certain who protects whom.

At this moment, the competitions on the various arenas are almost over.

This time, of the forty people in the field, only twenty were left.

And these twenty people, except for Mu Yun, almost all belonged to the ultimate state of the Holy Emperor.

And the aura in everyone is extremely powerful.

At this moment, the white-haired old man looked at the remaining twenty people again, and slowly said: "The next competition, you all need to do your best, but you can't deliberately kill!"

"If you violate the rules, even if you win, the sect will be stripped of qualifications!"

Hearing this, all twenty people nodded.

After all, this time is to select the disciples of Gutong Mountain, whoever is qualified can represent Xiaoyao Mountain and enter the Gutong Mountain.

However, it was not so easy for Xiaoyao Mountain to cultivate a disciple of the Saint Emperor's extreme position.

At this moment, everyone is looking at the center.

The martial arts field is divided into ten arenas, tens of thousands of disciples, their eyes are all gathered at this moment.

This scene made them feel emotional.

In the previous competition, the means and strength shown by the disciples were really incredible.

Next, there will inevitably be more exciting competitions.

"Start the draw!"

The elder's announcement fell, and all twenty people took a step forward.

Everyone is holding a token and stepping forward.

And the next moment, twenty people are all heading to their own arena.

"Sect Master Peak disciple, Mu Yun!"

"First Peak disciple, Gu Liangsheng!"

At this moment, Mu Yun stood on the ring.

In front of him, it was Gu Liangsheng.

Gu Liangsheng was dressed in gray, with his hands folded, his eyes were slightly indifferent, and those dark eyes were staring at Mu Yun.

"You give up!"

Gu Liangsheng said slowly.

"Why?"

"You are not my opponent, and you are a disciple of the Sect Master after all, I don't want you to lose too ugly!"

Gu Liangsheng is full of confidence at the moment.

This confidence comes from his ability to overcome the opponents he has encountered in every realm over the years.

"The whole Xiaoyao Mountain can make me jealous. Under the Holy Venerable, only Bu Yi and Lu Yu. If one were added, it would be Yi Yue."

"You are just a holy emperor in the middle position, too weak!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun smiled slightly, not irritated.

"In the past few years, I have seen many geniuses, and every one of them said this to me, but in the end, they were all defeated by me."

To treat such an arrogant, even arrogant guy, there is no point in other words!

"It seems that you are not afraid of death!"

Gu Liangsheng spread his hands and swept towards Mu Yun with a suffocating air.

The turbulent suffocation made people feel embarrassed.

This is the evil spirit that can only be condensed after millions of real fights.

"In that case, if you are dead, don't blame me!"

Gu Liangsheng shot out in an instant.

At this moment, the surrounding disciples saw this scene, and their expressions gathered.

"Gu Liangsheng is an outstanding disciple of the first peak, and it is said that he is equal to Bu Yi and Lu Yu."

"Yeah, the holy emperor's extreme position, this time Mu Yun, I am afraid that he has come to the end!"

"However, it is already not easy for Mu Yun to get to this point, and losing to Gu Liangsheng is not an injustice."

The disciples around him were also talking about it at this moment.

At this moment, Chai Zheng looked at Mu Yun viciously with a pair of eyes.

"If you lose, you lose!"

Aside, Chai Dong calmly said: "But if Gu Liangsheng defeated him, it would be considered revenge for you. This Gu Liangsheng will not easily let Mu Yun go."

"Um!"

Chai Zheng roared in a low voice: "I will definitely reach the realm of the Holy Venerable as soon as possible. At that time, I must make him kneel down to the ground!"

It was too shameful to lose to Mu Yun.

Moreover, he was in the extreme state of the holy emperor, and Mu Yun was only the middle state of the holy emperor.

At this moment, everyone is attentive.

boom……

A roar sounded in the ring, and the two figures opened as soon as they touched them. Mu Yun's figure kept retreating, leaning against the formation, and then stabilized.

"Holy Emperor Extreme Position..."

Mu Yun whispered: "Sure enough, it's not something that Chai Zheng can match."

"It's too late to admit defeat now!" Gu Liangsheng said indifferently.

"This strength makes me surrender, and it's too small for me to be underestimated!"

Mu Yun sneered and took a palm directly.

The moment the palms were shot, they condensed into fists.

The fist burst into a powerful storm at this moment, swept away, and the four shadows of the fist burst out directly at this moment.

Boom...

A dull burst sounded at this moment, and Mu Yun directly bullied him up.

At the same time, Gu Liangsheng smiled slightly, making a fist with his hand, and smashed it directly.

The four shadows of boxing came out in an instant at this moment.

"Eight-armed iron fist!"

"Both of them have practiced eight-armed iron fists, and they have both practiced successfully!"

"This is interesting!"

Seeing that the two were actually performing the same boxing technique at the same time, all the disciples around were exclaimed.

"The eight-armed iron fist is said to be cultivated and requires an extremely powerful body, not just a body tempered by heaven and earth."

"Yes, some of our disciples in Xiaoyao Mountain practiced before, and I heard that they had abolished their arms because of this, and I can't count them."

"These two people are really geniuses, and they have all become..."

At this moment, the shadows of Eight Boxing Fists collided.

Boom...

The dull bursting sound rang out for an instant.

The two figures separated suddenly.

Mu Yun staggered back again, his face pale.

Gu Liangsheng's footsteps were also retreating at this moment, but his expression remained the same, with no change.

Seeing this scene, everyone around was even more surprised.

"interesting!"

Gu Liangsheng grinned at this moment and said: "Eight-armed iron fist, I have been practicing for ten years, only to realize it, but I did not expect that you have just entered the sect, and you have realized it!"

"Ten years?"

Mu Yun smiled in his heart.

He used the Secret Pavilion of Life and Death to cultivate for nearly twenty years.

Moreover, his body has been tempered for thousands of years, coupled with the step by step blessing of the body of the dragon, his body is tyrannical, enough to fight against Gu Liangsheng.

Furthermore, as the battle fought, the Primordial Destruction Pill given to him by Miao Xianyu continued to function faintly.

Victory or defeat, Gu Liangsheng may predict a big mistake!

"kill!"

At this moment, Gu Liangsheng stepped out again.

Between the hands clenched into fists, in an instant, the six fist shadows shot out directly.

Gu Liangsheng sneered: "I don't know if your practice during this period of time has reached the state of six punches? The state of six punches is not comparable to the state of four punches!"

"Yes?"

Mu Yun said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Then I don't know, can you compare it to the eight-fist realm?"

"You're afraid that you are not dreaming, the realm of Eight Boxing? I have been practicing for ten years and have not been able to control the realm of Eight Boxing, you?"

Gu Liangsheng was not just talking about it.

The eight-armed iron fist's demands on the physical body are too high and too high.

The Eight Boxing Realm, his extreme holy emperor's extreme position, could not bear it, let alone that Mu Yun was just a holy emperor's middle position.

That violent force, oppression of the flesh, is too powerful!

"Dreaming?"

Mu Yun grinned, his fists bulged slightly at this moment, and a strong wind raged.

"Eight punches, open!"

In an instant, in front of Mu Yun, his fists clenched, and the eight fists condensed directly at this moment. The burst of light made people feel dizzy.

The eight fist shadows spread directly at this moment, and all the power is gradually disappearing, as if only the eight fist shadows remain.

At this moment, the power of Mu Yun's eight fists directly hit the six fists of Gu Liangsheng.

Boom boom boom...

Suddenly, the sound of the entire arena shook like a mountain, completely covering up the light of the other arena.

This blow is too domineering!

The eight-armed iron fist, the fifth-rank sacred tactic, broke out completely, and its power was hard to contemplate.

At this moment, Mu Yun stared carefully at the front, where, there was a figure, close to the edge of the formation at this moment, his face was waxy white, and a pair of dark eyes stared at Mu Yun firmly.

Boom...

Gu Liangsheng suddenly knelt on one knee, spitting out blood.

He practiced the eight-armed iron fist and knew the power of the eight-armed iron fist.

The power of eight punches is too powerful!

"How does it taste?" Mu Yun said with a grin.

"good very good!"

Gu Liang stood up abruptly and said indifferently: "The eight-armed iron fist is overbearing, and I can only bear it once, but I think you can only use it once, right?"

"Do it again, your arms are going to be useless!"

"But I am more than an eight-armed iron fist!"

In Gu Liangsheng's body, a breath filled with golden light, and the sharp golden aura made people feel dazzling from a distance.

"Indestructible Holy Golden Fist!"

Gu Liangsheng let out a low drink, and directly shot out.

"Indestructible Holy Golden Fist! Five-Rank Holy Jue, Dafeng Master's stunt when he was in the realm of the Holy Emperor!"

"This Gu Liangsheng actually cultivated, it's too scary, isn't it?"

"The power of the Indestructible Holy Golden Fist is no less than the eight-armed iron fist. This time, Gu Liangsheng is desperate!"

"It's too shameful to lose to the middle position of the Holy Emperor!"

At this moment the crowd was completely boiling.

This scene of Gu Liangsheng undoubtedly made everyone feel incredible.

At this moment, Mu Yun looked at Gu Liangsheng's hideous expression, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Who told you that I can't do it a second time?"

Taking a step forward, his arms bulged again at this moment, and the breath of madness swept through, making everyone feel the coldness rising from the bottom of their hearts.

Mu Yun, can he still use the power of eight punches?

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

boom……

In an instant, the shadow of the eight punches suddenly condensed and turned into a series of light fluctuations, directly killing Gu Liangsheng.

At this moment, Gu Liangsheng looked ugly.

But everything, let's not think about it.

boom……

At this moment, a roar burst, and the formation in the entire ring began to faintly collapse, which made people worry about whether the fist might suddenly raging out.

Everything seems to decide the outcome at this moment.