Chapter 2467

puff……

Suddenly, a sound of vomiting blood came from the arena, and a figure fell directly to the ground, spitting blood, and his face was pale.

It was Gu Liangsheng!

Although the power of the Immortal Holy Golden Fist he practiced is equally domineering, but he was no longer in his prime when he was attacked by the Muyun Eight Fist.

It was really hard for him to understand why Muyun was able to cast it a second time?

Mu Yun is only at the middle level of the Holy Emperor, even at the extreme level of the Holy Emperor, he can't do this!

Looking at the slightly unwilling Gu Liangsheng, Mu Yun didn't feel much joy of victory.

He spent more than ten years practicing Eight-Armed Iron Fist in the Secret Pavilion of Reincarnation and Death. It would be really strange if he lost to Gu Liangsheng.

"I lost……"

Gu Liangsheng lowered his haughty head at this moment, his eyes were no longer bright.

"hateful……"

Under the stage, seeing this scene, Chai Zheng couldn't help but clenched his fists and cursed angrily, "Is this Gu Liangsheng a waste?"

"Are you going to lose to Muyun?"

However, when he said this, there was a sudden sound that he had also been defeated by Mu Yun just now. Chai Zheng could only secretly be annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.

Mu Yun stepped off the ring at this moment.

This time, Gu Yunfei was completely shocked when he looked at this little junior brother.

The Holy Emperor's Middle Realm defeated Gu Liangsheng, who was in the Holy Emperor's Extreme Realm.

This is not a genius, this is a monster!

"sharp!"

Gu Yunfei couldn't help admiring at this moment: "I hope you will reach the realm of the Holy One now, and try to fight against me. I really look forward to you in the realm of the Holy One."

"Since this is the case, I will speed up my practice and catch up with the second senior brother."

But at this moment, Yi Yue was on the stage.

Her opponent is Ying Yao from Fifth Peak.

Na Ying Yao is the top disciple of the Fifth Peak's Saint Emperor Realm, and his strength is unfathomable, but Yi Yue is also at the Saint Emperor Realm after all.

And earlier, Gu Yunfei was obviously full of confidence in Yi Yue, thinking that Yi Yue would not lose.

If this battle is over, there will be only ten people left.

And none of these ten people is a simple character.

boom……

At this moment, a deafening roar erupted from a ring.

A figure was instantly thrown away, vomited blood, and passed out.

"Bu Yi wins!"

Accompanied by the referee's announcement, Bu Yi from the first peak walked down the ring step by step.

"You actually lost?"

Looking at Gu Liangsheng, Bu Yi was slightly surprised.

"That Muyun's eight-armed iron fist is too strong, I lost..." Gu Liangsheng bit his lips tightly and sighed softly.

"It's not that he's too strong!"

At this moment, Bu Yi said indifferently: "It's because you are too weak, trash!"

"you……"

Although Bu Yi and him are both in the first peak, but in the past, he has been suppressed by Bu Yi.

But this time, losing to Mu Yun, who was in the middle of the Holy Emperor, he thought that Bu Yi would take the opportunity to ridicule him even more.

But Gu Liangsheng knew in his heart that he had nothing to say about the winner and the loser.

"If I meet him, he will definitely make his life worse than death, not for you!" Bu Yi said lightly, "It's for the face of the first peak."

"Brother Cao Hefei defeated Gu Qingyi and became number one on the list of saints. Our first peak is in the realm of saints, and we have completely defeated the suzerain peak. Therefore, disciples of the realm of saints cannot lose."

Bu Yi snorted coldly and left directly.

Gu Liangsheng was secretly annoyed at this moment, but he had nothing to say.

"If you meet that Muyun, you will know..." Gu Liangsheng sighed slightly in his heart.

The competition is still going on.

At this moment, on top of the ten arenas, one after another ended.

Top Ten was born!

But this time, among the top ten, there are two people, Sovereign Peak, Mu Yun and Yi Yue.

Bu Yi and Lu Yu from the first peak.

And Wu Hongyang of the second peak.

Zhou Yue from the third peak, Liang Wenxuan from the fourth peak and others.

Except for the remaining three people, as well as Mu Yun, the rest of them are all well-known people, and among the disciples of the Neishan Holy Emperor Realm, they belong to the ranks of geniuses.

This kind of battle greatly boosted the enthusiasm of the outer mountain disciples.

What is Xiuwu called?

Isn't it just to protect yourself and be admired by everyone?

Only when they reach the Holy Emperor, will they have the opportunity to stand on the ring and be divided into strong and weak.

"Junior brother, the next opponents are all ruthless characters."

Yi Yue swallowed a holy elixir to restore her strength, and said: "You have to be careful, if you encounter Bu Yi and Lu Yu from the first peak, they will definitely deal with you."

"I see!"

Mu Yun nodded.

Even so, it is absolutely impossible for him to let go of those five places.

The strangeness in the Bronze Mountain, coupled with the potential to be promoted to the Holy One, made him unable to give up!

"The last round begins!"

Elder Baibeard took the stage again at this moment.

The martial field in the valley is divided into five arenas at the moment, with a wide area, and ten figures walked onto the arena one by one.

These ten people are destined to shine brilliantly.

"The next competition will be even more dangerous, so be careful yourselves. When you are thinking about the number of Bronze Mountains, don't forget that you are all disciples of Xiaoyao Mountain."

Elder Baibeard's words fell, and with a wave of his palm, it immediately turned into ten balls of light and appeared in front of ten people.

"If you're ready, let's get started!"

Elder Baibeard's words fell, and the ten people walked out one by one, and the numbers appeared in front of the ten people one by one.

"Number One!"

Mu Yun looked at the number in front of him, and his eyes fell on another number one.

"Bu Yi!"

Glancing over, that figure, with a pair of eyes, was already staring at him.

"What a coincidence!"

And beside Bu Yi, a slender figure showed his number at this moment, which happened to be number two.

And the other number two is Yi Yue.

"It seems that our No. 1 Peak and Suzerain Peak are really destined." Lu Yu grinned and said.

"Bu Yi, that kid can defeat Gu Liangsheng, you have to be careful, don't capsize in the gutter!"

"With that in mind, it's better for you to worry about yourself, that Yi Yue is not easy to deal with!"

Bu Yi said calmly: "If I lose to Muyun, I don't have to stay in Xiaoyao Mountain any longer."

"In that case, let's meet at Bronze Mountain."

Lu Yu looked extremely confident at the moment.

But Bu Yi's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at Mu Yun.

"I'm ashamed of the first peak, your road is here!" Bu Yi said indifferently: "Seeing the hope that is close at hand, it is annihilated, how do you feel?"

"Whoever's hope is shattered, I'm afraid it may not be certain!"

Mu Yun smiled slightly and didn't say much.

Yi Yue looked at Mu Yun and encouraged him, "Junior brother, beat him so hard that his teeth are all over the floor."

"good!"

Mu Yun nodded and stepped out.

But at this moment, ten figures are all walking towards the ring.

The five arenas gathered the eyes of tens of thousands of people. All of this is really too touching.

At the level of the Holy Emperor, the five strongest disciples are about to be born.

"Are you ready?"

Looking at Muyun, Bu Yi sneered and said, "I'm worried that you won't have a chance to make a move."

"Then you should worry more about yourself."

Bu Yi stepped forward with a murderous look.

The powerful breath was transmitted wave after wave.

At this moment, Muyun's eyes slowly revealed a murderous look.

Everyone thinks that he is easy to step on, but who will step on whom will not be known until the end.

hum...

A ray of light rose at this moment, and suddenly a long sword appeared in Bu Yi's hand.

"Oh? The fifth-grade holy sword—Luoyu sword!"

Seeing the long sword, Xiao Qingshan looked at the Great Peak Master Cao Hong with a smile, and said: "It seems that the Great Peak Master really cares about this Bu Yi, and the Luoyu Sword I used to use has been passed on to him."

"hehe……"

Master Cao Hongfeng smiled: "The suzerain is absurd, Bu Yi has a firm heart, and it is indeed rare to reach the Holy Emperor's extreme state. If this sword is kept, it will be dusted. It is better to give it to Bu Yi!"

Xiao Qingfeng nodded and didn't say much.

The Luoyu sword was the holy sword in the hands of the Great Peak Master Cao Hong when he was still a disciple of Xiaoyao Mountain.

This sword is extremely sharp, and it contains a powerful frost power. Back then, the Great Peak Lord once entered the Bronze Mountain by relying on this sword.

Now, it has been passed on to Bu Yi, and this time, he is also secretly worried about Mu Yun.

It's just that this kind of worry is not very strong.

After all, Mu Yun was the person that senior liked.

boom……

Bu Yi held the sword, and slashed out with a sword. The rainbow light was hundreds of feet high, and it rose directly into the sky, fell down, and slashed towards Muyun.

"The realm of four fists!"

With a punch, Mu Yun's body and mind were mobilized to the strongest state at this moment.

At the same time, the powerful air wave, fist wind, rolled up.

boom! ! !

A deep cracking sound sounded at this moment, and the power of Bu Yi's sword was blocked.

"I just use a simple sword, and you need to use four punches. If you strike with all your strength, you may not be able to resist the eight punches, right?"

"You can try it!"

Mu Yun stepped forward directly, and at this moment, Bu Yi's sword light from Luo Yu's sword dissipated.

"Hua Tian Luo Cai Kill!"

With a stab of the sword, the sword light split into tens of thousands of paths, each of which is like a rainbow, gathered together, the core point is exactly where Muyun is.

"Eight-armed iron fist, the realm of eight fists."

boom……

The shadow of the eight fists surrounded Mu Yun at this moment, everything was wrapped.

Everyone could only hear crackling sounds, which kept ringing. At this moment, Muyun seemed like an egg, while Bu Yi was like an eggbreaker holding a sledgehammer.

With one attack and one defense, the entire arena shook.

This scene caused the faces of many elders present to change in shock.

These two people are the proud sons of heaven. Although Mu Yun's realm is lower, his strength is not bad.

And Bu Yi's swordsmanship is also very superb.

Both of them have the qualifications to represent Xiaoyao Mountain to enter Bronze Mountain to receive baptism.

But a competition is a competition, and only one of the two is eligible to go.

"You are quite quick to prepare."

Bu Yi sneered and said, "It's just that I don't know how far you can defend yourself?"

"I'm also curious about how far you can attack."

Mu Yun's figure walked out of the light, safe and sound.

The strength of the eight-armed iron fist once again caused an uproar among many disciples.

It's just that although they know that the eight-armed iron fist is tyrannical, they know even more how much energy and energy it takes to practice this holy formula.

Even Gu Liangsheng and other heavenly favored sons only practiced to the level of six punches, and Mu Yun must have paid a huge price to cultivate to the level of eight punches.