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Seeing the golden light erupting from Yuan Shikai's body, clearly showing that he had used some kind of secret technique, Mu Tu did not dare underestimate him, and immediately used his Four Five Mysterious Techniques to channel all the inner strength in his body into the Twilight Knife, causing the blade to ring jingle. The blade body seemed to be releasing a dragon's roar.

"Boom!"

Yuan Shikai punched himself in the chest, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he clasped his hands together, releasing a golden light as he rushed towards Mu Tu.

Instantly, Yue Fu's eyes turned red, and tightly gripped this Dual-Phoenix Chasing Moon Pendant in his hands; he was unable to say anything for a long time. Zhang Mu, the Sect Leader of the Heng Shan Sect, hurried over and helped him sit down.

Wang Tieniu took the rest of the items and returned to his seat at the top. However, he looked at Hua Zhishui and told him to follow the Huashan Sect Sect Leader and keep an eye on him. Although he didn't know why this fellow's mood had suddenly changed, it was still something that belonged to his own people. He had to take good care of it.

"This guy is really abnormal!" Xiong Zifeng stared at the stage that was filled with smoke and dust, and after a long while, he exhaled and laughed bitterly, even though he had already given this extremely sensible brother a high position, he did not expect that, at this point, his strength had already far surpassed his own. If the Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities still could not break through, it would not be able to catch up to him.

In the sky above the stage where countless of gazes were gathered, a white human figure suddenly descended, his gaze swept across Mu Tu and Yuan Shikai's body, and finally stopped on Mu Tu's clothes that had been cut apart.

"Bam!"

Mu Tu who was on the stage suddenly started to circulate his Spirit Qi, the white light flashed and arrived in front of the pale Yuan Shikai, who was at the end of the stage, only to feel a sharp pain coming from his lower abdomen, a huge force forced his body to slip backwards, and finally he smashed onto the stage ruthlessly. Immediately, the sound of bones breaking quietly sounded.

Then, Mu Tu looked at the Huashan Sect Sect Leader, Yue Fu, with his bloody eyes. His lips were trembling slightly, and the Purple Dawn Sword in his hand pointed straight at Mu Tu. He took out the Dual Phoenix Chasing Moon Pendant and asked with a trembling voice: "This jade pendant, where did you … come from?"

Mu Tu had just experienced a battle and his soul had not stabilized yet. He was only slightly stunned for a bit before he said, "My parents left this for me."

"No … Impossible, she …" Yue Fu shook her head. Her hands uncontrollably moved the Purple Dawn Sword even further, and her lips trembled slightly. "She … cannot be you!"

There was complete silence on the stage, and at the same time, there were exactly eight participants remaining: Mu Tu, Feng Hongyi, Song Ziyi, Tang Fulu, Dao Wei, Guo Jin, Fawcett and Lin Zijie.

Lin Zijie was also at a loss at the moment, when his master suddenly appeared on stage and used his sword to point at Mu Tu. Although he did not know why, Lin Zijie still quickly ran over to support his master.

"How the hell did you get it? Tell me!" Yue Fu's current mood had already somewhat crumbled. With widened eyes, a hint of blood quietly crawled into them.

"My master once said that it was left to me by my parents," Mu Tu seemed to have sensed something as tears continued to flow uncontrollably from his eyes. He looked deeply at the slightly aged Yue Fu, and his body trembled slightly.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind rose, and wave after wave of explosions resounded from the Leary's bridge, mixed with the crisp voices of girls, "Bad old man, be a bit faster, it has been a long time since Wen Wen last saw Brother Tu Tu."

The sound came from far away, and as the wind blew and the dust settled, two people suddenly appeared in the middle of the arena. One of them was an old man with a white beard, who was dressed in white linen clothes, and the other was an eight or nine-year-old girl, who was wearing an embroidered yellow skirt with two little braids.

"Master? Wen Wen? " Mu Tu's eyes suddenly revealed joy, but after looking at Yue Fu, he retracted his eyes.

"Brother Tu Tu, Brother Tu Tu," Wen Wen pushed away the white-bearded old man who was jumping and jumping at his side, ran to Mu Tu's side and immediately threw himself into his embrace, not caring in the slightest about the dust and wood chips on top of the bed.

"Mu Aixing, it's you!" When Yue Fu saw the white-bearded old man, he was immediately enraged. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he raised the Purple Dawn Sword in his hand and used Tai Yue Qing Feng to ruthlessly stab at the amiable old man who was standing on the stage.

"Seven Fiends Sect Mu Aixing, he came out too!" In the central viewing gallery, the expression of the Daoist Master Wu Dang, Zhang Si Man, suddenly changed. He turned his head to look at the nearby Elder Monk Shaolin, only to discover that he was also staring at him with a face full of fear.

The Seven Fiends Sect, an existence of legends in the martial arts world, was also an existence that should not exist …

"Yue Fu brat, after so many years, your temper is still so bad!" The old man called Mu Aixing, leisurely walked around the stage, coincidentally dodging Yue Fu's thrusting moves time and time again.

"Old thing, give my daughter back!" As if the Yue Fu of his humiliation, his right index finger and middle finger suddenly moved together, piercing straight into his Tan Zhong Acupoint, following that he spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body suddenly increasing his attack speed.

Seeing that Yue Fu had used a secret technique, Mu Aixing's footsteps suddenly sped up. When he neared Yue Fu, he clenched his right fist and ruthlessly punched him in the chest. Clang!