The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

Murong Bai had no intention of embarrassing these second and third generation disciples, so he didn't move any more, just watched them carry Wu Songzi, who had passed out, back to the seat of Qingcheng School, and then fed medicine and massaged, so there was no need More mentions.

This kind of battle situation made the onlookers enjoy themselves and sighed again and again, but after seeing Murong Bai standing proudly in the field, they couldn't help feeling afraid, and they didn't dare to fight like Fu Anchen before. Come out, giving birth to the extravagant hope mentality of taking advantage.

The strength of Wu Songzi of the Qingcheng faction is obvious to all.

Anyone with a little discernment can see that this old man has been dormant for several years, and he already has an art career that is not weaker than that of the heads of the six major schools.

Originally, taking advantage of the "good opportunity" of the accidental death of Emei Miejue Shitai, the Qingcheng faction only had to seize the opportunity, earn enough fame in the world, replace Emei, and make Qingcheng one of the new six major factions. One is actually not that difficult.

But right now, with Wu Songzi retreating from a serious injury, heart and lung injuries, and another left arm disabled, when the head of Qingcheng wakes up, his strength will be [-]% remaining, which is already considered Burn high incense.

When Qingcheng lost Wu Songzi's first-class master to suppress luck, Qingcheng faction would undoubtedly become a moon in the water and a flower in the mirror if it wanted to catch up with Emei.

After all, the Qingcheng faction does not have such a sword that is unparalleled in the world...

What happened to the Qingcheng faction made all the masters of the rivers and lakes watching from the sidelines no longer dare to play casually.

After waiting for a long time, a big man with a beard and a gun came out one after another, and a [-]-year-old Taoist who practiced in seclusion, fought with Murong Bai twice.

Both these two people have blood feuds with Xie Xun that are so strong that they cannot be resolved, and it is righteous to fight them out at this time, and they cannot escape.

Murong Bai didn't use his ruthless hand against them like he did against Wu Songzi, he just wanted to win.

In this way, all the heroes in the world saw the benevolent thoughts of the leader of the Mingjiao Murong. For a while, there were a lot of praises from the outside. Gradually calmed down.

But also because every time Murong Bai wins, he always walks around in the garden with ease, so that all the people in the Jianghu can clearly see the depth of Murong Bai's strength.

After two more fights, these two are abolished only as Murong Bai will not hurt others, so after some speculators who are confident, whether it is those second-rate or third-rate sect masters, or the secrets hidden in the Jianghu loose cultivator Strong opponents, all of them no longer appeared on the stage, and wisely gave up their extravagant hopes for Dragon Slaying Saber and Xie Xun.

In their hearts, they already had a very clear and clear understanding at this time.

——At present, only members of the six major sects, relying on their own more subtle martial arts inheritance, have the possibility of defeating the master of Mingjiao.

As for other martial arts people, they no longer have the qualifications to enter the game...

Chapter 302 Two Brothers Fighting Swords

Chapter 302

It was in such a situation that Fu Anchen, who had been adjusting his breath in the corner of the field for a long time, finally stood up and walked in front of Murong Bai.

"Master Murong, next, it's up to Pindao to learn the best tricks of Master Murong."

Fu Anchen's face was serious, and he really acted out the complicated entanglement in his heart to the extreme.

Murong Bai also showed a softness in his eyes at the right time, and persuaded in a slow voice, "You can adjust your breath for a while, the fight between the two of us is not in a hurry."

However, what responded to Murong Bai was a clanging sword chant.

The Shuangxue sword was out of its sheath, the front was cold and the momentum was full.

"Please advise."

Facing Fu Anchen's cold and solemn gaze, Murong Bai sighed again and made a full gesture.

But at this moment, they suddenly heard loud shouts coming from the Mingjiao seats.

"Over there, even if you are my teacher's younger brother, don't tell me that my teacher is unarmed!"

"It's not right to be a son of man."

Playing a full set of plays, Zhou Dian, Monk Peng and others who spoke at this time were all babysitters arranged by Murong Bai long ago.

However, Zhang Zhong, who got up and threw his sword, acted completely spontaneously.

"Master, take the sword!"

Although the Frost Snow Sword in Fu Anchen's hands is not comparable to the Yitian Divine Sword, it was specially made for Murong Bai by the Kunlun School He Taichong and Ban Shuxian and his wife who searched for all kinds of fine gold and iron.

Even though Murong Bai can fight the enemy with the jade fan in his hand, it is still more convenient than holding a sword.

At least, he didn't need to spend any more effort to protect the jade fan in his hand so that it wouldn't break under the opponent's swift attack.

Murong Bai had no reason to refuse Zhang Zhong's kindness.

He raised his hand, and the sword thrown by Zhang Zhongyuan was already in his hand.

Immediately, he drew the sword out of its sheath, and flicked lightly on the sword with his fingers.

"Good sword!"

Murong Bai already knew that Zhang Zhong had a sword in his hand, but people in martial arts always value their own weapons very seriously, it is impossible for Murong Bai to ask for the weapons of his subordinates just out of his own curiosity.

Zhang Zhong took the initiative to send the sword over today, Murong Bai couldn't help but wanted to hear the sound of the sword.

He is also a person who practiced swords and knew swords. Hearing such a clear sword chant at this moment, his eyes lit up immediately, and he knew that even if Zhang Zhong's sword was not comparable to his own Frost Snow, there was not much difference between the two.

With the sword in hand, Murong Bai's momentum changed instantly.

Compared with the appearance in the previous battles with others, Murong Bai's current appearance is sharper and sharper, like a long sword drawn out of its sheath.

Seeing this, the heroes of the rivers and lakes watching realized that Murong Bai hadn't used all his strength from the beginning to the end, and couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate, ready to take a closer look at the next round of fighting between dragons and tigers.

Of course, it wasn't just Murong Bai, even Fu Anchen, the aura that enveloped his body at this moment was also far superior to just now.

I saw that these two people only looked at each other, and then moved at the same time, fighting with their swords.

But in just a short moment, the two sides have already exchanged several moves.

In the arena, only the sound of gold and iron clanging could be heard, and it was hard to see the movements of the two of them clearly.