It was not until this time that the audience had a moment of leisure.

There is no way, the swords of the two people in front of him are too fast.

If you blink a little, you may miss it. If you blink another, you may not even be able to tell the other person's position clearly.

"I only heard that the great elder of the Silla Beidou Sword Sect is good at sword skills. I didn't expect that such an unknown person as Tang Kingdom could fight him without a chance of winning or losing. It even seems that he has a slight advantage at the moment."

"How could it be really an unknown person? These Tang people are obviously prepared."

"And the sword skills of these two people are elegant and agile on the outside, fierce and domineering on the inside, as if they came from the same sect."

Many monks from other countries outside the ring started to discuss this at this time.

Amid this discussion, Yin Zheng's vicissitudes but loud voice suddenly rang.

"It is worthy of being the successor of the old thing. He can actually condense the Dragon-Slaying Sword Qi to such an extent." On the broken ring surrounded by gray stone dust, Yin Zheng was like a stone sculpture, with a cold face, squatted with his knees slightly, holding the hilt of his right hand, and staring at Mo Xiaoyao above like a hook.

"But no matter how talented you are, you will only practice a broken sword technique." Then he changed his mind, and the energy of his body surged and gathered in the long sword in his hand, and then a statue of the Canglong Void appeared behind him.

"Let me teach you what is the real Dragon-Slaying Sword Art."

With a long roar, Yin Zheng suddenly stepped on the ground, and the already damaged stone platform shattered and sank again, but Yin Zheng's figure disappeared directly.

"roar!--"

The next second, amid the deafening roar of the Canglong, Yin Zheng took a huge Canglong virtual statue formed by the sword energy, and swallowed Mo Xiaoyao in one mouthful.

It doesn't give the other party any room for resistance.

“Hahaha~hahaha~”

"But that's it, but that's it!"

In the shock of the whole audience, Yin Zheng, the leader of Canglong, suddenly burst into laughter.

And this laughter, against the backdrop of the shadow of the dragon behind him, gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression, and suddenly I was facing an ancient dragon.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yin Zheng's laughter had just stopped, but Mo Xiaoyao's voice exploded on the other side of the ring like thunder.

Hurry~

Amid the noise, the people who thought Mo Xiaoyao had already been crushed to pieces under Yin Zheng's sword were all looking like they had seen ghosts, and they all turned their eyes to the location where Mo Xiaoyao was.

"Do you think I'm defeated?"

Mo Xiaoyao ignored the gazes that were throwing towards him, and still stared at Yin Zheng, who was standing in the air with an old shadow opposite the ring.

“…”

Yin Zheng's face turned pale, but for a moment he couldn't find any rebuttal.

Of course, what confused him even more was that Mo Xiaoyao was able to be safe and sound after enduring his sword.

"Zheng!"

At this time, Mo Xiaoyao suddenly raised his sword and slashed in front of him.

"Boom~"

After a burst of energy, everyone saw that the sword energy surging out of Mo Xiaoyao's sea of ​​energy also condensed an old and empty statue behind him.

"Sure enough, these two people use the same sword technique!"

Many monks around the ring exclaimed in surprise.

"You thief, you actually secretly learned the sword technique of my Beidou Sword Sect!"

The monks from Silla began to blush and scolded indignation.

However, Mo Xiaoyao still looked at the noise in the audience as if nothing had happened, but his eyes were coldly staring at Yin Zheng, who was also surprised on the other side.

"After this mere "Dragon-Slaying Sword Art", you will do something that beasts are worse than bullying your master and destroying your ancestors?"

Mo Xiaoyao's expression was very complicated when he said this.

There is anger, disdain, and worthless.

"The last move of this "Dragon-Slaying Sword Art" was created by me, how did you learn it?"

"In my Beidou Sword Sect, you Tangren spies are indeed there!"

After a brief shock, Mo Xiaoyao showed great anger.

"I have always been curious about how shameless people can be." Mo Xiaoyao laughed dryly, "I finally saw it today."

"Die!"

As soon as Mo Xiaoyao finished speaking, Yin Zheng activated the Canglong transformed by the sword energy again, and used the giant claws transformed by the sharpest dragon-slashing sword energy to grab Mo Xiaoyao suddenly.

"Boom!"

Under one claw, a claw mark appeared on the ground of the arena, which looked shocking.

"Swish!"

However, Mo Xiaoyao rushed into the air with the dragon-slaying sword energy behind him before falling, and happened to dodge the claw.

"You really just learned something secretly."

Seeing that Mo Xiaoyao was just dodging, Yin Zheng suddenly sneered, feeling that he had completely seen through Mo Xiaoyao, "How can my Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique be controlled by a yellow-mouthed child like you?"

After saying this, his sword edge turned as he turned. After the shadow of the Canglong, which was transformed by the dragon-slaying true energy roared, his huge body completely stretched out, and then it flew up from the ground like a tornado. The completely opened mouth almost occupied the entire arena, leaving Mo Xiaoyao nowhere to dodge.

"boom!--"

But what surprised everyone was that just when the Dragon Slaying Sword Qi controlled by Yin Zheng was about to tear Mo Xiaoyao apart, the Dragon Slaying Sword Qi behind Mo Xiaoyao, which seemed much weaker, stopped it tightly. When the two collided, it stirred up a lot of air waves, and many people were patted to their chests.

"It seems that your understanding of the Dragon-Empression style has stopped here."

Mo Xiaoyao, who seemed to be in front of him, would collapse at any time, but his tone of speaking was extremely calm at this time.

"Keep your mouth stubbornly. When you meet that old guy, don't forget to ask for it on my behalf. By the way, you will tell him that from now on, there will be no Tang Kingdom Dragon Slaying Sword Technique in this world, only my Great Silla Dragon Slaying Sword Technique!"

Yin Zheng sneered, while continuing to mobilize the Dragon-Slaying Sword Qi in the Qi Sea. Because of this, the shadow of the Canglong phantom transformed by the Dragon-Slaying Sword Qi in front of him doubled in just a blink of an eye.

"And!"

"boom!"

After a dragon roar, the phantom of the blue dragon in front of Yin Zheng finally bit the phantom of the blue dragon in front of Mo Xiaoyao in one bite.

"Zheng!"

But just as Mo Xiaoyao's body was about to be torn apart by Yin Zheng's Dragon-Slaying Sword Qi, a sword sound that made people's ears buzz suddenly exploded above the ring.

"Annang!~"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of dragon roar resounded, and one after another, the shadow of the dragon gushed out from Mo Xiaoyao's body.

"Boom!"

With just one encounter, Yin Zheng's huge shadow of the dragon fell to the ground in a huge collision sound.

"Swords against the Nine Dragons?"

"This is impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

As he fell to the ground, Yin Zheng's eyes wide open only saw that behind Mo Xiaoyao there were nine phantoms of the Canglong dragon transformed by the sword energy of the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Chapter completed!