Mu Yu slowly held his sword. He had never used a sword in the previous five competitions and did not need to because those people were too careless and he did not need to draw his sword at all. He thought of looking for the deacon and the tragic fate of the gray disciples, and he wanted to do something.
"Boy, please humiliate me!" Xiaohu did not let down his guard because of Fang Fang's Qi-training period aura. He unabashedly released his foundation-building period cultivation, hoping to use his spiritual power fluctuations to make Mu Fangfeng relax. Yu felt palpitated, even desperate.
Xiaohu's green pine sword struck Mu Yu directly with a powerful aura, and a vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't want to deal with Mu Yu so easily. He begged to hurt Mu Yu first, and then step on his feet to let him Know the real gap between gray disciples and geniuses!
Mu Yu's body was galloping, and Luochen's footwork made him almost disappear in place. The two swords intertwined in the air, and with a clang, a ray of spiritual power spread out with the sword as the center, and the two of them retreated.
"Am I not in the Qi training period?" Xiaohu looked at Mu Yu's rising Qi in shock, and the shock in his heart could not be greater! The sword he thought he was sure to hit was blocked by the wrong party, and he was repelled. How could he do that
"What? Isn't that kid from the Luochen Sect in the Qi training stage?"
"Did he use any magic? Why did he suddenly change from the Qi training stage to the foundation building stage?"
"His cultivation level seems to be higher than Xiaohu's. He must have used some evil method."
"Don't worry! Xiaohu has the Cangsong Sword. The Cangsong Sword is famous for its awe-inspiring righteousness. Isn't it Xiaohu's fault for being evil?"
Everyone in Taitung was surprised by the sudden surge in Mu Yu's aura, and unanimously concluded that Mu Yu had used evil ways to forcibly improve his cultivation. That would be the only explanation.
"Are you really looking down on me? I wonder how long I can last with the improved cultivation of my legs? Can his sword defeat even the people of the fifth level of foundation building?"
Xiaohu sneered, and a simple aura spread from his sword. His overall aura was no less than that of Mu Yu. That sword was forged by Qingsong Taoist from the same materials. It is extremely spiritual, solid and thick, with the simplicity and vastness of the old pine tree. The sword energy is integrated with its own spiritual power. With spiritual power as the source, the sword energy is For guidance, it affects the surrounding spiritual energy and turns it into one's own use.
"The green pines chase the wind and sing."
The cang pine sword trembled softly, and the shadows of the middle fingers of the little tiger's legs intertwined, pulling the sword energy to form a sword shape in its direction, revealing a trace of vicissitudes, as if the vast ancient pine materialized, and headed towards Mu Yu with endless tension. .
The green light exploded, and the flying sword in Mu Yu's leg split into two, each evolving into the nine forms of falling dust, with layers of waves. The invisible fluctuations were mediated by the shadow of the sword, like the source of sparks, rising with the wind, rolling up a series of peaceful waves. The sword energy is still and dynamic, restrained yet unassuming.
The two sword energies collided violently, crushing the fallen leaves flying in the air, turning them into dust, and scattered to the east. Mu Yu had already stepped forward, and the split-shadow sword in his legs flashed as lightly as flowing water. The sword light flashed in and out, bullying him, and the sword pointed at his body.
The sword energy was everywhere, and the two figures were intertwined. For a moment, they couldn't tell who was denying whom. The more Xiaohu fought, the more frightened he became. When outsiders saw the majestic power of his sword and dominated the wind, he himself knew that Muyu's swordsmanship was extremely dexterous and free and easy, as if he was fighting with two Muyu, so he refused. Just tired of coping.
"Haoran Righteousness Technique"
Xiaohu's sword body shook out a burst of spiritual power, temporarily repelling Mu Yu. The Cangsong Sword was spinning in front, and Ye Chang's righteous energy swayed from the sword body, just like a Confucian scholar coming to the world. His righteousness lasts forever, and he is filled with panic. A majestic aura enveloped Dongdong, pressing towards Mu Yu.
"The Qingsong Sect's Haoran Zhengqi Jue is said to have been created by Qingsong Taoist after hearing about it from a Confucian scholar. With the help of the Confucian scholar's Haoran Zhengqi, its power cannot be underestimated!"
"Aren't you afraid that the Luochen sect boy has finished his begging?"
Mu Yu stared at the aura. The Shadow Sword had turned into four swords. They surged rapidly to greet him. Colliding with the righteous energy, a loud roar attracted everyone's attention. For a moment, the arena was filled with smoke and dust, and debris was everywhere.
Mu Yu retreated to the edge of the ring, and just missed falling out of the ring. The power of the Cangsong Sword combined with Haoran's Righteous Qi Technique was so powerful that he could hardly catch it. He endured the impact outside his body and swallowed the blood in his throat, leaving only the Shadow Sword in his leg. A handful.
Xiaohu stood there panting, that move was not his own strength, but the use of the Cangsong Sword Index to trigger the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for his use, which consumed an extremely huge amount of his spiritual power. When he saw Mu Yu still standing in the ring, his face paled.
"Master said that the Confucian way is to behave with courtesy and treat others with trust. I am arrogant, arrogant, and harm others for no reason. How can I be upright?"
Mu Yu looked at Xiaohu with a righteous attitude, and a righteous heart means a righteous spirit. Xiaohu is so arrogant that he regards the life of Gray Disciple as nothing, not to mention forcing Deacon Xun to death. He is not upright and unstable, unable to resonate with Haoran Zhengqi Art. He only has power but no reality, and cannot obtain the essence of that sword technique. .