When the middle-aged man saw Li Muran rushing towards him, he thought about it, and all the remaining magic power surged into the protective sandstorm, making the sandstorm even more violent for a moment.

When Li Muran rushed to the sandstorm protected by the middle-aged man, he had already sacrificed his soul to chase the soul and held it in his hands. However, he raised his hands and his swords and slashed towards the sandstorm with two sword lights, one green and one red.

Li Muran was extremely fast. Although he took action later, his attack with the two swords was hitting the opponent first.

The two scimitars, like two crescent moon marks, cut through the violent wind and sand around the middle-aged man. Finally, two "dangdang" sounds were slashed on a topaz token.

The two swords were bounced back by the token, and only two curved knife marks, one deep and one shallow, were left on the token.

"Sha Xingshu Order" The fourth elder frowned and said angrily: "Isn't this a unique and top-quality defensive magic weapon refined by the second elder? Why does this guy happen to have one in his hand?"

The second elder smiled slightly and said, "The fourth brother can prepare a top-quality magic weapon for Li Xiaoyou to chase the soul and seize the soul. I can naturally give the children of this clan some treasures to defend themselves. What's wrong?"

The fourth elder snorted coldly, feeling resentful.

Obviously, although the two elders agreed to arrange for Li Muran to become the inheritor on the surface, they did not know what the considerations were, but in fact they tried to obstruct him, and seemed to not want Li Muran to try it out.

The fourth elders are determined to make this happen, and they also have their own selfish intentions. The elders just can't tell the truth.

The opponent failed to succeed in the soul-chasing attack. The opponent had the best defensive magic weapon in his hand. Even with the erosion ability of the soul-chasing knife, he had to cut several times in a row to break through the token defense. At this time, the salon transformed by the quicksand sword had already turned around and continued to rush towards Li Muran.

At this moment, a fire suddenly shone across Li Muran's body, and it was him who detonated two fire dragon talismans.

Even if the two Fire Dragon Talismans attacked the salon, it would be difficult to pose too much threat to it. What's more, they were just detonated not far from Li Muran. They were still some distance away from the salon and could not cause any substantial damage to the salon at all.

However, under the cover of this fire, Li Muran raised his hand and slapped it out with his palm. Suddenly, a dazzling silver light shot out, and turned into a full moon-like burst.

Li Muran's opponent, the middle-aged man from the Sha tribe in the late stage of Shenyou, stared at Li Muran without blinking, carefully guarding against his every move, so he naturally saw this scene clearly. However, when this dazzling silver light burst open, he suddenly felt a pain in his mind and screamed "ah".

He sacrificed his divine thoughts outside his body, and under the illumination of this silver light, it was instantly quenched.

This silver light, called the Light of Destruction, is a new magical power that Li Muran mastered after practicing the "Reverse Immortal Art" to the Divine Travel Period. Similar to the Lost Light, the Lost Light can dissolve the opponent's magic power; while the Light of Destruction can resolve the opponent's divine thoughts

However, Li Muran was in the early stage of Shenyou. Even though he had comprehended the light of divine destruction, the power he could exert was limited, so he did not have many divine thoughts to resolve. He was not sure whether he could succeed in one blow.

However, at this critical moment of fierce battle, his opponent was caught off guard and actually made him succeed

The monks in the Divine Travel period rely on the divine thoughts outside the body to control magic weapons at a distance. The communication of divine thoughts was interrupted, and the quicksand sword lost control. The salon transformed by the quicksand sword hit the competition platform. With a loud bang, most of the competition platform was destroyed by the salon.

The competition table is of special material and extremely hard. Most of the damage was destroyed by a single blow by the salon. It shows how powerful this attack is. Li Muran was also scared when he saw this. If this attack was borne by himself, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After the Sharon's attack, he was not controlled by the owner, and he turned into the body of the quicksand sword and floated in the air without moving.

Li Muran's eyes are fast and his hands are quicker, and his figure is more flexible. He immediately jumped up, copied the quicksand sword into his hand, and raised his palm to gather a large amount of magic power. He wiped the yellow sword and destroyed the last ray of divine thoughts attached to the sword.

"Ah" the middle-aged man cried out again. When he realized that the quicksand sword had completely lost his control and fell into Li Muran's hands.

This incident happened so suddenly. Seeing that Li Muran was about to be hit by the opponent's powerful attack, the situation reversed in an instant and instead seized the opponent's magic weapon. This surprised all the existences of the Dharma, including the four elders, all of them.

The fourth elder was naturally surprised, while the second elder frowned.

When Li Muran sacrificed the light of divine destruction, he detonated two fire dragon talismans in advance. Therefore, the elders in the distance only saw a fire that soared into the sky, but it was difficult to notice the silver light that burst out instantly under the flames.

Li Muran snatched the Liusha Sword into his hand, but he was worried that the other party would have other means to take the Liusha Sword away again, so as soon as he got the sword, he waved the soul-snatching sword in his hand without hesitation, intending to completely destroy the sword.

"Stop" a middle-aged man shouted, it was Li Muran's opponent.

He looked regretful and said, "The sword is rare. Fellow Daoist Li should not destroy it. Just admit defeat."

Li Muran was overjoyed, so he put away the soul-snatching knife and bowed his fists: "Take the promise"

As he said that, he wanted to return the quicksand sword to the other party.

The middle-aged man shook his head repeatedly and said, "I was taken away by someone in the competition. How could he still have the face to have this sword? Since fellow Daoist Li has the ability to seize this sword, he is the more suitable master of this sword. I hope fellow Daoist Li will treat this sword well."

Li Muran nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I'm not polite. Don't worry, I will never insult this sword."

The middle-aged man nodded, bowed to the elders, and then walked off the stage. Although he admitted defeat and lost his sword, his expression was calm and he seemed quite chic.

Li Muran put away the quicksand sword, bowed to the elders, and then sat on the competition platform, meditated and rested.

"Haha, Li Xiaoyou won nine games in a row, and the last game is the only one left," the fourth elder said happily.

The second elder also smiled slightly: "Li Xiaoyou is indeed extremely talented and extremely strong, and he is a rare genius. However, his last opponent was the nephew of the clan who had become famous decades ago."

"Although Li Xiaoyou won the battle just now, he consumed a lot of mana. I'm afraid that it will be difficult to defeat Yan Nephew in this last game."

The fourth elder snorted coldly, but didn't say much.

After one stick of incense, Li Muran's last opponent in the ten-game battle, the old man from the late stage of the Shenyou, came on stage and gave a gift to Li Muran.

"The competition begins," the second elder announced.

"No need," the old man suddenly waved his hand and said, "In this competition, my subordinates admit defeat."

"Absent" the second elder frowned and scolded with displeasure: "You are a late-stage monk of Shenyou who has been famous for a long time. Your cultivation is two small levels higher than your opponent. Before you can take action, you just admit defeat. This ten battles are not only about your personal honor, but also about your own tribe. How can you let this be so popular?

The old man shook his head and said, "My subordinates have decided their intentions."

"You" the second elder was furious and wanted to have an attack.

"Second elder, don't worry, listen to what Nephew Yan explained. He must have his own considerations." The fourth elder advised with a smile.

"Okay, what are your difficulties? Let's talk about it," said the second elder coldly: "If there is no reasonable reason and just avoiding the war, I will not spare you."

The old man nodded and said, "The subordinates do have their own considerations, and it is very easy to say it."

"Just now, Brother Shi and Fellow Daoist Li's battle were earth-shaking. My subordinates kept watching the battle carefully. Brother Shi had two top-quality magic weapons, namely the Quicksand Sword and the Xingsha Order. He was extremely strong, but he was still inferior to Mr. Li. But when asked, his strength was at most equal to Brother Shi, and he was not even apart from each other. So if the younger generation fought in the battle just now, he would also be defeated."

"Since my subordinates know that they are not the opponent of Daoist Li, why should I fight with him? Now Li Xiaoyou lacks magic power, obviously not the peak state of strength; as the second elder said, my subordinates were already two small realms higher than Daoist Li, and now they have taken a lot of battles in a row, and the lack of magic power is a big advantage; if they win by chance, they will be defeated; and if their subordinates still lose, they will lose all their faces, so what does this clan's face have to stand in front of Daoist Li. If they go to fight, no matter the outcome, their subordinates will find it difficult to give themselves an explanation, so Yu Qian admitted defeat without fighting."

The fourth elder nodded repeatedly when he heard this. Fairy Juexin also said: "It seems that this junior of the nobles is quite arrogant and arrogant. He would rather admit defeat than take advantage of this. This sentiment is admirable."

The fourth elder said, "What the fairy said is that since Nephew Yan had this idea, I think that we should be considerate and allow him to give up on his own initiative. Li Xiaoyou, what do you think?"

Li Muran said: "Since fellow Taoist Yan is willing to give in, the younger generation is naturally willing to accept it. But I hope that the ten battles will end here, so there will be no trouble and other competitions.

"Of course. If you win, you win. As elders, how can we make a random arrangement without trust," the fourth elder said with a smile, and then looked at the second elder.

Anyone who understands it can hear that the Fourth Elder said this to the Second Elder.

The second elder shrank his eyes, and he pondered for a moment, and had to agree: "Okay, since Nephew Yan insisted on this, then this tenth competition can be considered as Li Xiaoyou won without a fight."
Chapter completed!