"If Mu Hanyan's servants were more upbeat, they might be able to help her block a few tricks, but... it's a pity, it's a pity..." Some people sighed.
"As I said earlier, the good luck of these guys is over. Not only did they reveal their true colors, but Mu Hanyan will also be killed by them." Of course, some people gloated and sneered.
The ten-foot-square test platform is by no means narrow, but for a practitioner of this strength, it is only a few steps away. In the blink of an eye, the figures of Qin Ba and others are in front of them, and the four sword lights are facing towards Mu. Under the shroud of cold smoke.
And Mu Hanyan just looked at the few people indifferently, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, but he didn't intend to draw the sword at all.
There was another exclamation from the audience. No one doubted that with the combined efforts of the four of them, even if Mu Hanyan barely resisted, his strength would be greatly damaged, and Jing Jianjue's final killing blow would probably kill him. She beheaded the stage.
But after all this, she still didn't draw her sword, what was she thinking? Could it be that he was shocked to see the sudden increase in strength of the five opponents? But judging by her performance in the previous two competitions, she didn't look like a coward.
Soon, they had an answer.
A tall and straight figure flew out from behind Mu Hanyan. It was one of her servants who had never been looked at directly. If I remember correctly, he seemed to be called Huayue.
"Leiyin, Tiandang!" Following Huayue's cold and stern voice, the sword light slashed out, facing Qin Ba's domineering and unparalleled sword light.
court death! Seeing Huayue's indomitable figure, everyone had the same thought in their hearts. From their point of view, Huayue obviously wanted to block Mu Hanyan with a sword that would kill them all.
Although Huayue's strength had been underestimated before, everyone was still moved by his loyalty to protect the lord, and their impression of him changed greatly. It's just that the difference in strength is so huge, he has no chance to die, and he is simply going to die.
But soon, they knew that they were wrong.
"Boom!" The two swords intersected, and there was a loud noise like thunder, and a shock wave centered on the intersection of the two swords, quickly enveloping the two of them.
The whole body of the two trembled violently, and they were so shocked that they flew backward at the same time.
The entire martial arts arena fell into a brief silence.
How could it be possible that a majestic sword master of the eighth rank was knocked back by a sword master of the fourth rank. And everyone could see that among the people around Jing Jianjue, Qin Ba's sword skills had the strongest attack power. If he fought head-on, even the others would not be his opponents.
But Huayue, with the strength of the fourth-level sword master, otherwise forcibly blocked his powerful blow and knocked him flying backwards, how could this be possible
If it weren't for the fact that it was right in front of them, they would almost have wondered if there was something wrong with their eyes.
Their surprise didn't end, because immediately, another figure met Liang Qian, it was Jiang Yuzhe.
Among the people around Jing Jianjue, Qin Ba's attack power is obviously the most powerful, while Liang Qian's speed is the fastest. That sword, which is as fast as a meteor and as fast as lightning, can hardly catch its trajectory with the naked eye .
But in the face of such a fast and indisputable sword, Jiang Yuzhe rushed forward without avoiding or dodging.
But this time, no one thought that he was dying. After seeing Huayue's sword, no one dared to underestimate anyone around Mu Hanyan.
Sure enough, just as they expected, the moment Liang Qian's sword tip was about to stab Jiang Yuzhe, his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
"Hide your figure? It's just a trick!" Liang Qian snorted coldly.
This kind of enchantment that hides the figure is not unique to Jiang Yuzhe. There are similar secret techniques in other aristocratic families or the Holy Court, but the method of execution is different.
But no matter how it is used, this kind of enchantment has a fatal weakness, that is, it cannot attack when it is invisible, and it is also the moment when it is weakest when it shows up and makes a shot.
Liang Qian was confident enough that with his fast sword, he could kill Jiang Yuzhe the moment he appeared.
As soon as the sword was withdrawn, Liang Qian was fully focused, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
"Really, people who are too conceited usually die a miserable death." Jiang Yuzhe's sarcastic voice suddenly rang in his ears.
Immediately afterwards, the light and shadow in front of his eyes moved, and three identical figures appeared in front of him and on both sides. The three swords pierced his heart from different angles.
"Clone, disillusionment!" A ruthless shout came from the three of them at the same time.
Liang Qian's face changed drastically. No matter how fast his sword was, it was absolutely impossible to kill three opponents at the same time. Although the strength of the opponents was weak, they were not so weak that they could be slaughtered.
Liang Qian knew very well that only one of the three figures was Jiang Yuzhe's real body, and the other two were clone phantoms, but in a hurry, he couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.
In an instant, his divine sense was raised to the extreme. Finally, relying on Jiang Yuzhe's strength far higher than the fourth level, he discovered the more concentrated sword power in the clone on the left, and stabbed out with a sword.
"Hey!" Jiang Yuzhe's left shoulder burst out with blood, and the two phantoms disappeared at the same time.
But at the same time, Jiang Yuzhe's tailor-made long sword, which was thinner than ordinary swordsman's sabre, pierced his thigh, bringing out a stream of blood.
With a muffled grunt, the two covered their wounds with their hands, and were shocked by the strength of the opponent's sword and flew back at the same time.
This scene left everyone dumbfounded again, and the bigger surprise was yet to come.
At the same time that Huayue and Jiang Yuzhe made a move, Zirong also made a move.
Facing Lu Zhenhuan's ever-changing sword shadow, he stepped forward lightly, and rushed directly into the sword shadow, and those demon pupils also emitted a strange brilliance.
Countless sword shadows flew past him, but they always missed the slightest. At this time, Huayue was like a ghostly ghost, moving from left to right, from front to right, the distance from Lu Zhenhuan, but It's getting closer quickly.
"Demon sword, heart kill!" Zirong's sword finally made a move.
In the future, An Yun's demon sword appearance, which became famous in the future, finally used his famous stunt.
The angle of this sword is so weird. In order to avoid the thousands of sword shadows, his body was twisted in a weird posture at this time, bent upside down, sideways, like a boneless fish, and the long sword slanted from under his crotch. stab out.
Seeing the part where the sword edge passed by, all the male audience present felt a burst of cold air under their bodies, and subconsciously clamped their legs.
But obviously, they are not the most uncomfortable, the most uncomfortable is Lu Zhenhuan, because the direction of the sword is just right under his body.
Men, you have to be tough on yourself. Seeing the angle and position of Huayue's sword, and thinking of the risk he had taken, Lu Zhenhuan suddenly remembered this sentence.
However, he didn't have time to think too much.
Although Zirong's sword is still so obscene and dirty, no one can deny that the angle, speed, and power of this sword are all exquisite to the extreme.
All of Zirong's heart and soul were integrated into this sword. This is also the origin of the name Heart Killing.