Chapter 3967 One Move Kills

Mu Ling couldn't wait.

The feeling of wish come true is really cool.

Everyone also looked at Mu Ling in unison.

Many people are envious.

"Brother Mu Ling is really lucky."

"Even though Senior Brother Mu Ling is a spirit herb master, his force crushes that handyman disciple Shitiaojie."

"Luck is really good, why don't I have such good luck."

"Why……"

...

Before the elder could make an announcement, Mu Ling jumped lightly and landed on the ring. With a flick of his finger, he pointed at Long Fei and said with an excited smile, "Come on, come up quickly."

Mu Yun said: "Boss, let me go, I will kill him."

Seeing Mu Ling's complacent face, Mu Yun was quite upset.

"You are against Mu Feng, the one with the highest cultivation level among these people, you should prepare yourself well." Long Fei said with a smile: "As for this guy, hehe... Let him be proud for a few seconds."

"He's going to cry soon, no... he should be useless now."

The elder announced: "In the first match, Mu Fei will face Mu Ling."

"Invite two disciples to the ring."

Mu Ling couldn't wait and said: "Little handyman, hurry up, as soon as you find me, I will make you kneel down and call Dad."

Incomparably cool.

That proud face really deserves a beating.

Long Fei stepped onto the ring without haste.

Mu Ling proudly said: "Boy, you can kneel down, call me Lord, and then apologize to Junior Sister Mu Yao. I will spare your life today."

"Either...you die here today."

Long Fei looked at the elder and said, "Elder, may I start?"

The elder said: "Yes."

Mu Ling said: "Little handyman, quickly kneel down and call Master..."

The words are not finished yet.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

"boom!"

An afterimage flew out.

Tens of meters away, on a big tree, Mu Ling's body was hanging on the branch, his thighs were swinging feebly, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and his face was extremely pale.

No sound can come out.

It should have been scrapped.

No one in the audience reacted, only to see that there was suddenly one person missing in the ring, and everyone's eyes froze for a while.

They didn't move their eyes until the muffled sound sounded, and looked in the direction of the big tree.

"Senior Brother Mu Ling..."

"this……"

"What just happened?"

"I... this... do you see it clearly?"

"Brother Mu Ling, what's wrong with you?"

"What are you doing flying up the tree?"

"Is Senior Brother Mu Ling releasing some powerful exercises?"

"Definitely is."

"That kid is going to be in trouble soon."

...

Inexplicably 'flying' to the tree, no one really saw what was going on, they all thought that Mu Ling was going to release a powerful technique.

Even some elders couldn't help urging, saying: "Mu Ling, what are you doing? This is an assessment, hurry up and make a move."

However.

After calling a few times, Mu Ling didn't respond at all.

Long Fei said lightly, "Elder, can I go down?"

"Well?"

"Go down?"

"Where are you going?" The elder didn't respond.

at this time.

A disciple who walked in let out a cry of astonishment, and said, "Long, long,,, elder, no, it's not bad."

"Senior Brother Mu Ling, he,,,, he is dead!"

The words fell.

The audience was silent, and everyone's eyes shifted to Long Fei.

Long Fei looked at his fist and murmured to himself, "Oh, I made a mistake in controlling the power. I thought it was just punched and disabled, but I didn't expect to die."

With a flick of his gaze, Long Fei looked at the elder and said, "Elder, I don't have to take responsibility, do I?"

The elder was also stunned.

Had no idea this was going to happen.

An elder also quickly walked to Mu Ling's side, checked it out, and said, "I'm out of breath."

There was an uproar.

The presiding elder looked at Long Fei.

Long Fei waited for the answer,

Said: "The power is out of control, mistakes, mistakes, but... just now he seems to say that he deserves it if he dies, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a good thing I asked him just now."

Long Fei pretended to be scared, and said in his heart: "I gave you a chance last time, how dare you jump out this time? You want to die, and I won't let you do it?"

The elder's expression was dull, he didn't know how to deal with it, but seeing Long Fei walk down the ring, he could only give up.

After all, what Mu Ling said just now.

only……

He was thinking in his mind, what exactly did Long Fei do just now?

Not only him, all the elders and disciples present were thinking about this question, what did Long Fei do?

Why did Mu Ling hang on the tree in an instant?

too fast.

No one can see clearly.

Long Fei walked down the arena, deliberately walked to Mu Yao's side, said lightly, "Did you see clearly? If you don't see clearly, wait a little longer."

After finishing speaking, Long Fei smiled slightly and strode away.

The moment Long Fei spoke, Mu Yao couldn't move.

She also didn't see clearly how Long Fei made his move just now.

In a month, she broke through the Shenyue realm, and she thought that Long Fei was no longer his opponent.

But now...

Mu Yao narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists.

now.

Although her confidence was hit a bit, she still firmly believed that she could defeat Long Fei.

"First,, first, the first competition is over, Mu Fei,, win!" The elder didn't speak fluently, after all, he was dead.

Mu Ling was still the disciple chosen by the elders of the alchemist in the Southern District, and now he died like this.

He must be responsible.

immediately.

The elder said: "It's good to have no eyes and fists, but they are all brothers in the same sect, just click as long as you want, don't make any more killings."

He worries about dying again.

Just now I thought that the young and energetic disciples were just joking, but now it seems that no one is joking at all.

"Next game!"

"Mu Sui is fighting against Mu Liu."

"Two disciples, please come out."

...

The assessment competition continues.

It's just that many people are still stuck in the last assessment of Long Fei vs. Mu Ling.

too fast.

They are curious to know what happened.

...

"In the next match, Mu Yao will face Mu Yueran."

"Two disciples, please come to the stage."

After saying the name of 'Mu Yao', the surrounding immediately became quiet.

As soon as Mu Yao's beautiful figure moved, she jumped lightly, and landed on the ring like a dragonfly on water, greeted with applause.

"Senior Sister Mu Yao is so beautiful."

"Senior Sister Mu Yao, I love you."

"Senior Sister Mu Yao, come on."

...

Standing on the ring, Mu Yao looked at her opponent, hugged her hands slightly and saluted, and said, "Senior brother, please."

Mu Yueran moved his long sword and said: "Junior Sister, watch the move."

The words fell.

Mu Yao's figure also changed suddenly, the power from her body gushed out, and she shouted, "Eight Storm Fist."

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

A punch hit Mu Yueran's chest directly.

"Boom!"

Mu Yueran was directly blasted out, and there were eight consecutive violent bangs on his body, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out. He fell to the ground and struggled to get up, saying: "I lost."

Mu Yao bowed slightly, and said, "Senior brother accepts."

It's also a trick.

Fast, hard, fierce!

"Mu Yao wins."

"In the next match, Mu Yun will face Mu Feng."

"Two disciples, please come to the stage."

The elder read the names of the two men.

The two walked up to the ring, at this time Long Fei stood behind Mu Yao, and said lightly, "Look carefully, he will let you know what the real Eight Cruel Fist is!"