Yang Mu Leng stood high in the sky, with a black heavy sword in his hand. The sword was majestic, and the force of the sword was like a torrential river, endless and surging.
A heavy sword is incompetent, but it is as clumsy as it is cunning.
The heavy sword in Yang Mu's hand abandoned the sharpness of the sword and suppressed everything with force.
"The heavy sword in your hand is extraordinary." Wen Hou saw that the Xuanhei heavy sword was very powerful and couldn't help but said with a sinking gaze. "Brother Wen is a long-established senior figure in the Seventh Cultivation Holy World. His strength is top-notch. With the help of the magic piano, he will not suffer any loss even against those strong men from the top Holy World." Yang Mu The corners of his mouth raised a cold arc, and his handsome face showed
With a gloomy air, he said: "If Yang doesn't have some special means, how can he dare to challenge?"
"Come on." Wen Hou had a stern look on his face and said nothing more. The Four Jue Four Tribulations harp was raised in the air, and the strings were plucked. Suddenly the sound of the harp was like a stormy wave, stirring the void and shaking, and a huge force rolled in. He came out and pressed directly towards Yang Mu.
Yang Mu was not afraid. He slashed the black heavy sword in the air. The sword was as red as red and directly broke through the piano wave.
It was obvious that the two of them were very cautious when they first met, just testing each other out.
Everyone looked at the two figures with bright eyes and great interest.
"The strongest banner leader of the Fengtian Sect is facing a mysterious and powerful man from the Shang Sheng Sect. Now I can see it."
"Wen Hou is worthy of being a strong man of the older generation. He is sure to take the lead when he strikes. I think he has not yet used the true power of the magic piano."
"That guy from the Shang Sheng Cult has a very special black sword in his hand. If he dares to face off against the ancient magic piano, he might also have a magic sword."
The crowd was talking, their eyes even more intense, looking forward to this battle. "Senior Gu Ling, the harp in the hands of Senior Wen Hou is very demonic. Is it going to be okay?" On the central viewing pavilion, Nie Tian saw that the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations harp was not trivial, although it did not reveal its true power. But the escaping demonic energy shocked him greatly.
Surprised, he couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry. Since his debut, Banner Master Wen has been using the Four Jues and Four Tribulations Qin as a weapon, so he can naturally control it with ease." Gu Lingwuqi smiled lightly, showing full confidence in Wen Hou.
Although the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Qin has extremely strong demonic energy, the Wen family has special bloodline power and has a certain resistance and control over the demonic Qin. Otherwise, no matter how strong Wen Hou is, he would not dare to use the magic Qin.
Nie Tian frowned and said nothing more, but he still felt uneasy.
He sensed that the demonic energy of the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Qin was even more terrifying than the demon-sealing spears and ghost-killing knives of the four evil soldiers of the Abyss clan.
With Wen Hou's strength, can he really control the Four Awareness and Four Tribulations Qin
"Boom!" At this moment, a terrifying roar came from high in the sky, and Yang Mu slashed down with his sword. The shadow of the sword was like a mountain, and the vast night-like sword energy pressed down, sealing Wen Hou's surroundings. A space within tens of thousands of meters.
Wen Hou plucked the magic harp, and the sound turned into thousands of sharp blades, tearing apart the huge sword shadow.
However, the terrifying sword energy in the sword shadow was split into sharp blades and pressed over overwhelmingly.
"Not good!" Wen Hou felt the sharp energy hitting his face, and his face couldn't help but darken. He immediately crossed one knee and crossed his legs. The Four Tribulations piano sank, and his hands waved the strings. The sound of the piano turned into a shield, covering the whole body.
"Bang bang bang..." In the next moment, countless sharp blades fell and hit the Qinyin shield. Although they failed to break through the shield, they forced Wen Hou to retreat continuously.
"What a good opportunity!" Upon seeing this, Yang Mu gave a cold smile, and the black heavy sword fell hard in the air. Suddenly three huge sword shadows appeared, one more terrifying than the other, pressing straight towards Wen Hou.
Wen Hou was inside the musical shield, but he could still feel the terrifying pressure coming from above his head, and his expression changed drastically.
He didn't expect that the black heavy sword in Yang Mu's hand would be so terrifying.
Without the Xuanhei Heavy Sword, it would have been impossible for Yang Mu to break through Wen Hou's Qinlang suppression.
"Old guy, are you still serious?" Yang Mu's eyes were extremely cold, and his face with exquisite facial features was extremely sinister, which made people unable to see the slightest sense of beauty. Instead, it gave people an almost twisted and ferocious feeling.
It seems that Yang Mu is expecting something!
Everyone looked at the scene high in the sky with some astonishment.
Originally, they thought that Wen Hou should be stronger than Yang Mu, not to mention that the former also had the advantage of the ancient magic piano.
But what I saw before me was that it was Yang Mu who forced Wen Hou into a desperate situation.
"Senior Wen Hou seems to be afraid of the Magic Qin and dare not use it freely." Nie Tian saw the reason and said secretly in his heart.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Wen Hou's ability to play the Four Jue and Four Tribulations piano was smooth and smooth, but Nie Tian could see that Wen Hou was worried when he raised his hands, and he was obviously worried about something.
"Four senses and four tribulations, heaven and earth are strings, break!" At this moment, Wen Hou roared, and the magic harp immediately released a vast power. The moment the harp sound stirred, three sword shadows high in the sky responded. And broken.
Yang Mu was shaken and his body was temporarily unstable. He retreated dozens of meters before he could stabilize his body.
But Yang Mu was not surprised at all, as if he had expected this scene, the corners of his mouth curved in a dark way, his eyes stared at Wen Hou, and said solemnly: "Old guy, are you finally willing to release the power of the magic piano? "
"What's going on?" Everyone looked at Yang Mu in shock, not knowing what was happening.
According to Yang Mu, Wen Hou didn't use the power of the Four Awareness and Four Tribulations Qin at all just now.
"Who are you, and why are you so familiar with the Four Tribulations Piano?" Wen Hou asked with a cold look on his face, almost growling.
"Old guy, have you really forgotten this sword and its owner?" Yang Mu's eyes were bloodshot and he raised the black heavy sword in his hand. Suddenly, a terrifying demonic aura rose up and faintly condensed into the sword. shape.
"Knife?" Wen Hou's expression suddenly changed, and he was quite shocked.
The black heavy sword in Yang Mu's hand is not a sword, but a knife!
"That's a knife?" Everyone was also very surprised, looking at Yang Mu with puzzled faces and the heavy knife in Yang Mu's hand.
Who would have thought that this sword-shaped magic weapon was actually a knife!
"This knife is..." At this moment, Wen Hou seemed to have thought of something. His pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked. He paused for a moment and said, "Tian Mo Luo!"
Tian Mo Luo, the ancient magic sword, was made of the same materials as the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Qin, and was made almost at the same time. It is rumored to have the power of the devil.
It is said that there were several magic weapons built at the same time as the magic sword and magic piano, but they have long since disappeared.
"You finally remembered." The evil aura at the corner of Yang Mu's mouth was fierce, and Tianmo Luo slashed in the air. The sword energy was so powerful that it seemed to tear the world apart.
"You have Tian Mo Luo, and who are you, Dao Mo Luo Tong?" Immediately, Wen Hou's face changed again and he asked in horror. "Thank you for remembering uncle!" Yang Mu's eyes trembled when he heard Dao Mo Luo Tong's name, and his murderous intent became more intense. He shouted in a low voice: "Then do you still remember that he is your sworn brother? Do you still remember, The moment you killed your sworn brother with your own hands?"