The atmosphere at the venue where the Dragon Slaying Pavilion is located is depressed and heavy at this time.

Yuan Hao, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was placed on the ground. Yuan Jing grabbed one of his arms and instilled true qi into it for emergency treatment.

The brothers around him felt cold inside and red when they saw several parts of Yuan Hao's upper body sinking.

The other party attacked... it was too heavy.

This is not the standard that should be found in the Hundred Clan Competition!

"puff!"

During the treatment process, Yuan Hao suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yuan Jing, who was using true qi to block all the wounds in Yuan Hao's body, looked ashen and his hands were trembling.

This is his favorite personal disciple on weekdays.

Since Yuan Jing had no descendants, Yuan Hao was even trained by him as his biological son.

But now, Yuan Hao is seriously injured.

This made Yuan Jing's anger ignite and it was difficult to suppress.

"The second game, Jian'er, you go!"

Yuan Jing suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Jian standing beside him.

At this moment, Murong Jian was also looking at Yuan Hao, with a layer of frost covering his face.

Hearing Yuan Jing's words, Murong Jian nodded slightly and said, "Uncle Jing, I will definitely avenge Yuan Hao."

"The second competition is about to begin, please send your respective disciples to the stage."

The referee's voice came soon.

The audience was still very lively.

After the first small scene ended, no one dared to underestimate Zi Yan Palace again.

At the same time, everyone was speculating whether Murong Jian would be sent to the second small field in the Dragon Slaying Pavilion.

"Murong Jian should be on the field! My junior brother was injured so badly!"

"I think he must be in this game. My junior brother was injured so badly that he had to get back to the scene..."

"Yes, this is Beidu, it's considered the home court of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion. You can't lose both games... You'll be eliminated in the top 50, that's really a joke."

Amid the discussion, Xiumei was sent out again from the Zi Yan Palace.

It seems that before losing a game, Zi Yan Palace will not send other disciples to the stage!

After Xiu Mei took the stage, everyone's eyes focused on the other side of the competition.

Dragon Slaying Pavilion. Will Murong Jian send him to the field?

Two seconds later, a figure flew up in the air and landed ten meters in front of Xiumei.

This man was wearing a light blue robe, heroic and heroic.

In terms of temperament, it is much better than Yuan Hao who appeared on stage in the last game.

His appearance caused a sensation in the audience.

Everyone knows that this person is most likely the second in the Tianlist, the first genius in the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, Murong Jian!

"I am Murong Jian, and I will seek justice for my junior brother." Murong Jian raised his hands and gave Xiumei a simple salute.

Xiumei looked indifferent and had no response.

"clang!"

At this time, the bell rang!

Murong Jian no longer made any unnecessary moves and rushed towards Xiumei.

While rushing towards Xiumei, he pulled out the long sword at his waist.

Under the sunlight, you can see a silver light flashing when the sword blade is unsheathed.

"call out!"

Murong Jian rushed to Xiumei and slashed out with a sword.

The sharp blade slashed through the sky, causing a harsh whistling sound.

Xiumei tilted her neck and easily avoided the slash.

But Murong Jian's reaction was even faster. When the sword blade fell, it moved smoothly along the direction of Xiumei's neck.

Xiumei still had no expression on her face, and immediately lowered her waist, fell straight to the ground, and dodged the sword under the extremely small gap.

At this time, Xiumei's expression finally changed.

She frowned, gritted her teeth, and released her breath completely!

But at this time, Murong Jian, who was not far from her, had already grasped the last long sword.

"The first move of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, Slaying Dragon!"

Murong Jian held the hilt of the sword in both hands and rushed towards Xiumei's position.

"ah……"

Xiumei's forehead was covered with blue veins, making a roar.

She wanted to break free from the shackles of the sword formation!

But in a short period of time, it is impossible to do it!

The six long swords contain extremely powerful pressure!

In an instant, Murong Jian rushed to Xiumei and jumped up!

The long sword in his hand ignited a red flame!

This attack is the same as Yuan Hao's attack just now!

The first move of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, Dragon-Slaying!

The sword blade slashed in the sky, and Xiumei, who was locked by the sword aura, had to raise her head and look ferocious!

But she couldn't hide!

"Boom!"

The next second, a loud bang!

A strong light emanated, and a powerful force spread around.

The entire competition platform was shaking, and the ground!

In the audience's vision, they could clearly see a figure flying out of it and fell directly on the ground below the competition stage. They rolled for several rounds before stopping.

The light dissipates.

On the competition stage, Murong Jian was the only one left, holding a long sword in his hand and standing straight.

A very deep mark appeared on the competition platform made of extremely hard materials.

"Wow……"

After a few seconds of silence, bursts of screams rang out from all around.

He is truly worthy of being the second in the Heavenly List!
Chapter completed!