Jing Jianjue had no choice but to strike with his sword on the string. Seeing Mu Hanyan drifting away, he could only gather the momentum of the sword again and slash towards Mu Hanyan.
It's a pity that during this retraction and release, the power in the sword is far less powerful than before.
Mu Hanyan slashed out with a sword, and a golden light flashed on his body at the same time, Cangxuan Yunsha's absolute defense was activated again, and the magical colored glaze garment also appeared on his body.
"Pfft!" Mu Hanyan spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jing Jianjue's ultimate sword, which puts all his strength into it and at the same time blesses all the power of the magic weapon, is really domineering. Even though she has Cangxuan Yunsha and Liuli Saint Cloth to protect her body, she still suffers some internal injuries.
However, there was a light smile on her face. This sword is Jing Jianjue's ultimate sword, but it is not hers. Don't forget, she still has a useless move.
"I said to make a decision, do you really believe it? With your brain, you don't know how to cultivate to such a level?" Mu Hanyan said contemptuously.
"Mu Hanyan, so what if you dodge my sword, let me see how you dodge the next sword?" Jing Jianjue said angrily.
A sword with all his strength was greeted by Mu Hanyan's retreat without a fight. He felt empty and uncomfortable for a while, and Mu Hanyan's sarcasm was even more humiliating to him.
"You have no chance for the next strike." Mu Hanyan shook his head, saying that he was sure of winning.
"Ah..." As soon as the words fell, Qin Ba's miserable cry came from his ears.
All the power of the magic weapon of the temple was blessed by Jing Jianjue alone, and their strength was instantly restored.
It would be fine if he fought against Huayue with his real strength from the beginning, but since the two of them fought to the present, he has used magic tools to enhance his strength. Now that his strength has plummeted, how can he adapt to it.
Under Huayue Leiyin Tiandang's innate supernatural powers, his chest seemed to be hit by a boulder, and the meridians in his body were broken.
How could Huayue miss such a good opportunity, with a long howl, the human sword combined with one and slashed out.
Accompanied by that scream, the long sword in Qin Ba's hand shattered into several pieces, and then the sea of qi was also shattered from it, and the strong figure fell to the ground.
If it were another opponent, maybe Huayue would show mercy, but Jing Jianjue and the others never hid their killing intent towards Mu Hanyan from the very beginning. , perhaps Mu Hanyan has now died under the cooperation of the other party. How could Huayue be merciless when dealing with such an enemy.
The next one to fall was Lu Zhenhuan. In the battle between him and Zirong, life and death were in the slightest, and he suddenly lost the blessing of the magic weapon of the temple, and he was more affected than Qin Ba. If Jing Jianjue could kill Mu Hanyan with a single blow as he hoped, maybe he could still hang around for a while.
Unfortunately, Jing Jian was absolutely unable to do so, so his defeat was inevitable.
Zirong's icy long sword pierced obliquely from bottom to top, submerging into his sea of qi. Obviously, even if he saved his life, his cultivation would be completely crippled.
However, the audience in the audience didn't care about his cultivation at the moment, but watched the angle of the sword piercing, and had the same question in their hearts: I don't know if other important parts of him can be preserved except for his cultivation
At this time, of course, it is impossible to verify this question, but everyone feels the cold air swishing from their feet, and their legs are joined together, and they clamp their legs again.
Jiang Yuzhe's sword pierced Liang Qian's heart almost at the same time.
Perhaps, among the few people, Huayue is the most ruthless, and the appearance is the most cunning and vicious, but when it comes to viciousness, Jiang Yuzhe is still above them. He was born in a family, and he was not used to seeing siblings kill each other, so how could he have any compassion or sympathy.
Without even looking at the opponents who fell on the ground, the three of them turned around almost at the same time, and slashed at Pei Qiuyi in the air.
Pei Qiuyi had long been terrified by Tang Bufan, who looked like a madman. Seeing the three of them attacking together, there was no fighting spirit left, and she subconsciously fled off the stage.
Unfortunately, although his movements were fast, the movements of Huayue and the others were even faster.
Three sword glows enveloped him almost simultaneously.
"Boom" the sword and shield, which even Qin Ba had a hard time breaking, shattered under the joint blow of the three of them.
And Tang Bufan's sword finally fell on him.
This was Tang Bufan's only successful blow in the entire competition, but to Pei Qiuyi, it was a fatal blow.
The icy sword edge pierced into the heart and passed through the body.
Staring blankly at the sharp edge of the sword and the drops of blood dripping from the sword, Pei Qiuyi fell straight down, and until he died, his eyes were wide open, dull, empty, and dazed.
He couldn't figure out why, with the strength of his sixth-level sword master and the blessing of magical weapons, he couldn't defeat the opponent of a mere second-level sword master, and finally died under the opponent's sword.
Those who use their will to fight and hunt and kill with their lives are terrifying, indeed terrifying. It was the only thought on his mind when he was dying.
"Hahahaha..." Tang Bufan laughed wildly.
Seeing that the clothes on the stage were soaked in blood, and every tear on the clothes was covered with blood and flesh, but they still didn't realize that it was Tang Bufan who was screaming up to the sky, and everyone felt a deep chill in their hearts.
"Crazy, this guy is a crazy." Someone said in a trembling voice.
"It's not just a lunatic, it's a lunatic who has become possessed." Someone added.
The madman Tang Bufan's name also spread throughout the capital of Shangyue from this moment, then throughout the entire Shangyue, and in the future, it will spread throughout the entire continent. Even if one day he restored Han Bufan's real name, the madman Tang Bufan's name will still be spread in the mainland for a long time, and it will never be under the Demon Sword Huayue, Yaojian Zirong, and Ghost Sword Jiang Yuzhe.
"Mu Hanyan, I didn't expect you to be so despicable!" Jing Jianjue gritted his teeth as he saw the two dead and two injured four juniors.
"It's not that I'm mean, but that you're too stupid." Mu Hanyan said contemptuously.
She's not a fool, knowing that she can't defeat Jing Jianjue whose strength has been enhanced by the blessing of the magic weapon, how can she really fight him to the sword, the decision is not only victory or defeat, but life and death.
In fact, even if he was forced to back again and again because of his lack of strength before, it was seven points true and three points false, in order to make Jing Jianjue underestimate him and fight with his full strength at any cost.
Unexpectedly, this guy was really fooled, and even ignored the safety of Qin Ba and others, and blessed all the magical powers on him alone. Perhaps in Jing Jianjue's view, he already has the upper hand, and as long as he improves his strength a little bit, he can kill Mu Hanyan on the spot.
It's a pity that he didn't know that this was originally an illusion that Mu Hanyan deliberately brought to him.
"Mu Hanyan, do you dare to fight me alone and fairly?" Jing Jianjue blushed with embarrassment and annoyance.
"Idiot!" Mu Hanyan cursed again.
Thanks to him being able to say such words, he thought he had the upper hand before, so why didn't he hear that he wanted to fight alone, but now, he wanted to fight fairly, and let him take all the good things in the world by himself.
Seeing his arrogance at first, even as an enemy, Mu Hanyan still had the respect that a swordsman should have for him, but when he heard this sentence, he despised him greatly.
"Do it!" Mu Hanyan waved his hand without hesitation.
With a roar, Huayue, Zirong, Jiang Yuzhe and Tang Bufan jointly attacked Jing Jianjue.
"Xingluo, Bahuang!" Mu Hanyan's strongest sword finally struck.
This is also the real last sword!
"Stop!" On the high viewing platform, Wu Tianxiong stood up fiercely.
It's a pity that from the moment he took the stage, Mu Hanyan could see Jing Jianjue's determination to kill. He was not a good man or woman in the first place, how could Mu Hanyan stop when facing an enemy who wanted to kill him wholeheartedly.
Pretending not to hear, Mu Hanyan's long sword continued to slash straight down.
Huayue and the others didn't hesitate, the five sword glows, like a huge net, kept shrinking and oppressing.
"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Jing Jianjue's body fell straight onto the competition stage.
If there is still the blessing of the magic weapon of the temple, maybe he can barely resist the opponent's joint sword, even if he is injured, it will not be serious. It is a pity that Qin Ba and others are dead and wounded now, so it is used to activate the magic weapon. His sword formation had already been broken, and with his eighth-level sword master's true strength, how could he possibly be able to resist it.
The tyrannical energy poured into his body, and his meridian Qi sea was instantly shattered, even the bones were broken, rolled his eyes, and passed out on the spot.
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