Chapter 1067 Became the Focus of the Audience

"It's actually Mu Hanyan's turn so soon. Qiu Ping'an just ended in a tragic end. Even the entire Qiu family was pushed into a corner by his words. I don't know if he can pass the test."

"I heard that this Mu Hanyan is a bit of a playboy, but his talent and strength are not bad, otherwise he would not be recruited back to the capital by the sect."

"You forgot the previous rumors, Mu Hanyan's strength was built up by his father, who is the Lord of Blackrock City, through public donations, and his own talent is average. As I see it, he may not be able to pass the test. "

"I've heard of this too. It is said that this Mu Hanyan was judged to be a waste when he was born, and even his entire family was sent to Blackrock City, but it was a blessing in disguise. His father was appointed as the city lord of Blackrock City, and he was also the Mu Hanyan of Blackrock City. The head of the clan of the clan can be said to be a single word, Mu Hanyan has to be like the wind and the rain, and the cultivation resources are not inferior to the children of the sect, so I have some strength."

"It turns out that, looking at the previous situation, if you want to understand the meaning of the sword of enlightenment, you must have a tough heart. This kind of aristocratic family child who grew up holding a honey pot, I am afraid it is difficult to persevere in the past."

Naturally, Mu Hanyan became the focus of the audience, attracting all kinds of discussions. But obviously, most people were not so optimistic about Mu Hanyan.

Mu Hanyan also vaguely heard the discussion in the crowd, but just laughed it off. She had heard similar words too much, and she had long since become accustomed to it. Her attention had already been focused on the Enlightenment Sword in front of her.

The distance was too far before, and she was afraid of being discovered by others, so she did not dare to use her spiritual sense to investigate, and the view was not too real. At this time, she took a closer look and found that the ten giant swords were of primitive and clumsy style, and it could even be said that they were Crude, but it gives people a sense of returning to the basics and solemn atmosphere.

There are many scars all over the sword body, as if it had gone through countless tragic fights. Mu Hanyan was a little strange. The Heart-Enlightening Sword was a zhang 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, Ling Baobao muttered to himself in surprise.

"What Dao Heart Stone?" Ling Hanyan asked in a low voice.

"No, no, it's not the Daoxin Stone, it's far worse, but it has the same effect." Ling Baobao focused on the Wuxin Sword in front of him, not paying attention to Mu Hanyan's words.

Mu Hanyan followed his gaze and found a black stone bead inlaid on the hilt of the Wuxin Sword. The stone bead was only the size of a little thumb, and it was covered with tiny cracks like spider silk. It was splendid and inconspicuous, and the sword was so huge that if it hadn't followed Ling Baobao's gaze, Mu Hanyan would have hardly noticed it.

Could it be that there is something strange about this stone bead? Mu Hanyan knew that Ling Baobao's origin was not simple, so he also paid attention to the stone beads of this black stone.

However, the assessment had not yet started, and there was obviously a layer of enchantment seal outside the Wuxin Sword, so Mu Hanyan had no way to detect it.

"You understand the rules, let's start." Although everyone knew the rules clearly, the instructor dutifully read the rules and saw Mu Hanyan and the others nod their hands, arms lightened. With a light wave, a faint halo flashed from the ten swords of Wuxin.

"What an exquisite technique, Longyan Academy really is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" Mu Hanyan sighed secretly.

The instructor seemed to wave it casually, but with Mu Hanyan's current eyesight, it was not difficult to see that there were at least a dozen hand moves hidden in his wave, which was an extremely delicate technique to break the seal.

Mu Hanyan didn't feel too much emotion, because the next moment, the seal on the Wuxin sword had been opened, and a majestic and mighty aura invaded his mind unstoppable.

The drums of war were thundering, the horns whimpered, and in an instant, Mu Hanyan was in the ancient battlefield with thousands of troops.

The light of the sword was like snow, the light of the sword was like electricity, and blood mist sprayed out. Although he was in an illusion, Mu Hanyan still seemed to smell the strong blood, and felt the tragic and tragic.

A scream, standing beside him. Turning his head to look, Mu Hanyan saw a young swordsman with a childish face stabbed into his heart with a sword. Blood gushed out along the long sword, and the young swordsman dragged the sword edge weakly, his desperate and helpless eyes gradually losing their vigour.

With a loud shout, the big man on the opposite side pulled back his long sword, and blood shot up into the sky, splattering on Mu Hanyan's cheeks, warm and moist, and it felt so real.

Just when Mu Hanyan was a little lost, the long sword was already slashing towards her, Mu Hanyan suddenly woke up, and instinctively drew his sword to block it.

"Choke!" There was a soft sound in my ears, and my wrists also felt numb.

"Isn't it an illusion, how could it feel like this?" Mu Hanyan was surprised.

Before she could figure out what was going on, the long sword pulled out a sword flower, crossed a strange arc, and slashed towards her ribs again.

What a quick response, what an exquisite swordsmanship!

In terms of swordsmanship alone, even the Guiyu Clan, who was covered in the hands of Mu Hanyan and others, might not be stronger than this illusion. In a hurry, Mu Hanyan couldn't think of a good way to break this sword, so he could only take a step back.

"Hey!" Jianfeng swept over his shoulders, and a mist of blood splattered, sending a heart-wrenching pain.

"It's obviously just an illusion, how could there be such pain!" Mu Hanyan was startled and reacted at once.

Although it is only an illusion, it will also directly hurt the spiritual sense. Those young swordsmen who were delirious or vomited blood before fell to the ground, but because the spiritual sense was injured, they had to leave early.

If she can't resist the attack of the big man in front of her, she will also end up with an early exit.

Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan didn't dare to be careless anymore, put aside all distracting thoughts, and fought together with the big name and the big man.

When he started again, Mu Hanyan realized that the cultivation realm of this big man was exactly the same as hers, there was no difference, the only difference was his swordsmanship.

However, the difference in swordsmanship is not small. After just a few moves, she was forced to be clumsy 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 that comes directly from his spiritual sense is much stronger than the pain that comes from his body. It is no wonder that so many people couldn't bear it before. Either a mental breakdown, or he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Gritting his teeth, Mu Hanyan raised his sword again and took the initiative to attack.

This time, Mu Hanyan learned to be smarter, instead of using his own swordsmanship, he used the swordsmanship he learned from the big man on the opposite side. Gong Hongru asked them to comprehend the meaning of the sword in the sword, which should be the meaning.