Chapter 697 Fight Together!

"Jingyue Pavilion will definitely release it this time!"

The sounds of exclamation and discussion in the martial arts arena were like waves, one after another, it was shocking!

Even those first-class families on the Huanzhou Continent can't manage to have three martial artists!

And the people of the six bloodlines and eight physique families, just have a few martial arts fighters, and they are already very powerful! And there are three in Jingyue Pavilion, isn't it shocking?

Meng Ximo has been silent for a thousand years and disappeared for a thousand years. Although she has regained her previous strength after her rebirth this time, she was forced to a disadvantage by Elder Wan because her swordsmanship, body skills, kung fu and martial arts were a bit unfamiliar.

Meng Ximo's beautiful little face was slightly pale. With a flick of her palm, she quickly threw a pill into her mouth, and her strength instantly rose to a second-level martial artist.

Elder Wan Jia didn't expect Meng Ximo to have a pill to improve his strength. However, Elder Wan's strength is not weak. He has a Vientiane physique, and his strength and defense are very strong.

Meng Ximo brandished the long sword in her hand, the sword energy was flying, and three thousand black hairs danced wildly, like a fairy descending from the nine heavens.

"Sun, moon and stars!"

The air trembled violently, and countless starlights came from all directions, gathering towards the long sword in her hand. The long sword in her hand rose against the wind, forming a huge sword light, cutting with the power of the sun, moon and stars. Kill it!

Elder Wan's face changed drastically, and he quickly summoned the phantom of Vientiane, but it was still shattered by Meng Ximo's sword.

Elder Wan stomped back and forth, and fell off the ring, which meant that he lost the competition!

"Sun, moon, and stars? Isn't that the martial arts of the Feng family?"

"That's right! Just now I saw that woman named Meng Ximo displaying her Xuanming physique!"

"This Feng family also joined Jingyue Pavilion? What is the origin of Mu Qianyue?"

Everyone couldn't help discussing again, their faces were full of puzzled and shocked expressions, this time the sect competition, Jingyue Pavilion brought too much shock, too much!

Naturally, Mu Xueying and Xiao Xuan'er easily defeated Wan Ling and Wan Xin from the Wan family.

After a few battles, the next competition will be Jingyue Pavilion VS Mu Family.

The Mu family sent the elders of the Mu family, two brothers and sisters, Mu Ruke and Mu Rutian.

And Jingyue Pavilion fought against Nalan Jing, Mu Qianyue, and an elder from the Mo family. As for Long Ting, Mo Yang, and Tong Ling, in such a battle, the three of them could not participate at all and could only watch.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from far away, "This time, I'll come!"

The man's mellow and pleasant voice came over like a breeze, and the next moment his figure had landed in front of Mu Qianyue.

With a handsome and picturesque face, eyebrows like a sword's edge, nose like a hanging wing, with a touch of domineering in his coldness, it was Mu Rufeng who came.

"Brother?" Mu Qianyue was overjoyed.

Followed by Tong Xiaoxiao.

Mu Rufeng strode forward and walked to Mu Qianyue's side, "Yue'er, I'm not late, am I?"

"No." Mu Qianyue raised her lips and smiled, raised her eyes to look at Tong Xiaoxiao, and said with a smile, "I thought you were reluctant to come back for your honeymoon."

Tong Xiaoxiao's ears turned red, and a happy and shy smile appeared on her face. After getting married, she lost a bit of youthfulness and immaturity, and gained a bit of elegance and maturity, making her gestures even more charming and alluring.

"Brother, you came just in time. This time the three of us will fight side by side." Nalan Jing's purple eyes also contained a hint of a smile.

The three of them moved onto the ring at the same time.

Nalan Jing's opponent is naturally Elder Mu.

Mu Qianyue's opponent is Mu Ruke.

Mu Rufeng's opponent is Mu Rutian.

Before the battle started, the atmosphere in the arena became solemn, and everyone's eyes kept scanning back and forth on Mu Qianyue, Mu Rufeng, Mu Rutian, and Mu Ruke.

Two brothers and sisters VS two brothers and sisters, well, I don't know what the result will be?

"I heard that Mu Qianyue and Mu Rufeng are also the inheritors of Qinglong's bloodline. However, it seems that Mu Qianyue and Mu Rufeng have a bad relationship with the Mu family!"

"I've heard about this too. Well, do you think the Mu Qianyue siblings won this battle, or the Mu Rutian siblings? This is the first time I've seen the four inheritors of the Qinglong bloodline!"

"Haha, I like watching the excitement the most! Such scenes are the most exciting!"

"I think the Mu Rutian brothers and sisters should win. After all, the Mu family in Qingzhou is a true bloodline inheritance! And it is said that Mu Ruke's bloodline has reached the pinnacle of the ninth rank, and Mu Rutian's bloodline has even reached the perfect level!"

"That's right, even thousands of years ago, the perfect bloodline never appeared on the mainland. No matter how talented Mu Qianyue and Mu Rufeng are, they will not be the opponents of Mu Rutian and Mu Ruke. .”

"It's not certain! That Mu Qianyue is always unexpected, maybe she is the dark horse of this sect competition, she is amazing!"

"Okay, okay, no matter how much you quarrel, you won't be able to reach a conclusion. Let's watch the game with peace of mind. We will know who wins and who loses later."

Everyone didn't discuss any more, but quieted down by coincidence, and all eyes turned to the ring immediately. After all, the competition is more interesting and exciting than arguing and discussing, isn't it?

The battle is imminent!

Both Nalan Jing and Elder Mu dashed up in the air, shifting the battlefield to mid-air.

At this moment, there are two brothers and sisters confronting each other in the arena.

Mu Ruke's eyes were tightly locked on Mu Qianyue's body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a complex and deep light surged in the depths of his eyes, "Mu Qianyue, you really surprised me. A few months ago, You are still just a Zong warrior, and you have been promoted to the realm of a holy warrior so quickly."

"Thank you for the compliment." Mu Qianyue said bluntly, "Your strength is also good."

"You're too rampant..." Mu Ruke's face turned pale, as if he was choked up by Mu Qianyue's words and had no words to refute, with a depressed look on his face.

Fighting intent surged in Mu Rutian's eyes, he clenched his fists excitedly, and looked at Mu Qianyue and Mu Rufeng opposite, "I will let you understand the true power of Qinglong's blood!"

"Then take the lesson." Mu Qianyue's fair and delicate face showed a trace of solemnity, star-like bright eyes surged with frightening light, and the light flashed on the Miesheng sword in her hand, as if feeling the war in the master's chest. Intent and killing intent exudes the aura of contemptuous sentient beings.

"Brother, leave Mu Rutian to me, and you go and deal with Mu Ruke." Mu Qianyue turned her head and said to Mu Rufeng beside her.

Mu Rufeng narrowed his eyes, a look of deepness flashed in his eyes, and nodded deeply, Yue'er's arrangement was still very reasonable, because Mu Rutian had reached the bloodline of the perfect level, and his strength was even a seventh-level holy warrior. If he faced Mu Rutian, he would have no chance of winning.