"It's actually Mu Hanyan's turn so soon. Qiu Ping'an just ended in a dismal situation. Even the entire Qiu family was pushed into a desperate situation by him. I don't know if he can pass the examination."
"I heard that Mu Hanyan is a bit of a dandy, but his talent and strength are pretty good, otherwise he wouldn't have been recruited back to the capital by the clan."
"You forgot the previous rumors. Mu Hanyan's strength was built by his father, who is the master of Black Rock City, doing business for his own interests. His talent is mediocre. According to my opinion, he may not be able to pass the assessment. "
"I've heard of this too. It's said that this Mu Hanyan was judged to be a waste from birth, and even his whole family was dispatched to Black Rock City. The head of the family branch can be said to be as good as one word, Mu Hanyan can get the wind and the rain, and the cultivation resources are not inferior to those of the clan's children, so he has some strength."
"So that's the case. Looking at the previous situation, if you want to comprehend the sword righteousness of Wuxin Sword, you must have a tough heart. This kind of aristocratic family who grew up holding a honey pot, I am afraid it will be difficult to persevere in the past."
Naturally, Mu Hanyan became the focus of the audience, attracting all kinds of discussions. But obviously, most people are not so optimistic about Mu Hanyan.
Mu Hanyan also vaguely heard the discussion among the crowd, and just laughed it off. She had heard too many similar words, and she was used to it for a long time. Her attention had already been focused on the Wuxin Sword in front of her.
The distance was too far before, and she was afraid of being discovered by others, so she didn't dare to probe with her spiritual sense, and she didn't see it too clearly. Now when she took a closer look, she found that the ten giant swords were ancient in style, and could even be said to be Rough, but it gives people a sense of returning to basics and solemnity.
The sword body is full of scars everywhere, as if it has been through countless tragic fights. Mu Hanyan was a little strange. The Enlightenment Sword was one foot long and nearly a foot wide. Who could use such a huge long sword to fight people
"Dao Xinshi, how is this possible?" Just when Mu Hanyan was secretly wondering, Baby Ling whispered to himself in surprise.
"What Dao Heart Stone?" Ling Hanyan asked in a low voice.
"No, no, it's not the Dao Heart Stone. It's far behind, but it's the same." Ling Baobao focused on the Wuxin Sword in front of him, and didn't notice Mu Hanyan's words.
Mu Hanyan followed his gaze, and found a black stone bead inlaid on the hilt of Wuxin Sword. The light is brilliant, it looks inconspicuous, and the sword is so huge, if it is not following Baby Ling's gaze, Mu Hanyan can hardly notice it.
Could it be that there is something weird about this stone bead? Mu Hanyan knew that Baby Ling's origin was not simple, so he also paid attention to the stone beads of this black stone.
However, the assessment hadn't started yet, and there was obviously an enchantment seal outside Wuxin Sword, so Mu Hanyan couldn't detect it.
"You understand the rules, right? Let's start when you understand." Although everyone knew the rules very well, the instructor still dutifully read out the rules. With a light wave, a faint halo flashed across the ten Wuxin swords.
"What a subtle technique, Longyan College is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger!" Mu Hanyan secretly sighed.
The mentor seemed to wave his hand casually, but with Mu Hanyan's current eyesight, it is not difficult to see that there are at least a dozen hand moves hidden in his wave, which is an extremely subtle seal-breaking technique.
Mu Hanyan didn't feel too much emotion, because the next moment, the seal on Wuxin Sword had been opened, and a majestic aura invaded his mind unstoppably.
The drums of war were like thunder, and the horns were whimpering. In an instant, Mu Hanyan was on the ancient battlefield with thousands of troops and horses.
The light of the sword was like snow, the light of the sword was like electricity, and blood mist sprayed out one after another. Although he was in the illusion, Mu Hanyan seemed to smell the strong blood and feel the tragedy.
A scream came from beside him. Turning his head to look, Mu Hanyan saw a young swordsman with a childish face being stabbed in the heart by a sword. Blood gurgled out along the long sword, the young swordsman weakly tugged at the edge of the sword, his eyes of despair and helplessness gradually lost their expression.
With a loud shout, the big man on the opposite side drew back his long sword, blood soared into the sky, and splashed on Mu Hanyan's cheeks, warm and moist, the feeling was so real.
Just when Mu Hanyan lost his mind for a moment, the long sword had already slashed towards her. Mu Hanyan woke up suddenly, and instinctively drew his sword to block it.
"Choke!" There was a soft sound in the ear, and the wrist was also numb for a while.
"Isn't it an illusion? How could you feel this way?" Mu Hanyan was astonished.
Before she could figure out what was going on, the long sword pulled out a sword flower, drew a strange arc, and slashed towards her ribs again.
Such a quick response, such an exquisite swordsmanship!
In terms of swordsmanship alone, even Guiyu, who was in the hands of Mu Hanyan and others, might not be stronger than this phantom. In a hurry, Mu Hanyan couldn't think of a good way to break the sword, so he could only take a step back.
"Hey!" The wind of the sword brushed over his shoulder, and a blood mist flew over, sending out a piercing pain.
"It's obviously just an illusion, how could there be such pain!" Mu Hanyan was startled and realized it all at once.
Although it was just an illusion, it would also directly hurt the divine sense. Those young swordsmen who were insane or vomited blood and fell to the ground before had to leave the field early because their divine sense was injured.
If she couldn't resist the attack of the big man in front of her, she would also end up leaving the stage early.
Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan didn't dare to be careless, put aside all distracting thoughts, and focused on fighting with the big man.
After doing it again, Mu Hanyan discovered that the cultivation level of this big man was exactly the same as hers, there was no half difference, the only difference was the sword technique.
However, the difference in this sword technique was not small. After just a few moves, she was forced to clumsily by the big man, leaving a bloodstain on her leg again.
Although it was just an illusion in his mind, Mu Hanyan still twitched in pain. This kind of pain directly from divine thoughts is much stronger than the pain from the body. It is no wonder that so many people couldn't bear it before. Either have a mental breakdown or vomit blood and fall to the ground.
Gritting her teeth, Mu Hanyan raised her sword again and took the initiative to attack.
This time, Mu Hanyan learned to be smart, and didn't use his own sword skills anymore, but used the sword skills he learned from the big man opposite. Gong Hongru asked them to comprehend the meaning of the sword in the sword, which should be the meaning.