Chapter 1335 1336 It's Time to Make a Break (Plus)

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Pei Qiuyi's mouth. He didn't know how long he could hold on. He was even afraid that when the magic weapon's blessing became weaker and weaker and his strength gradually fell back to his original state, he was likely to be dragged down by the other party. , One accidentally died under Tang Bufan's sword.

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Of all the people, probably only the appearance is the most relaxed. With the pair of demon eyes that can see through thousands of changes, and the "Demon Sword Heart Killing", which is full of demonic energy but also extremely dirty, he completely occupies the initiative on the field. .

The strange and changeable figure shuttled through Lu Zhenhuan's thousands of sword lights like a ghost, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at an almost impossible angle again and again, pointing directly at the key point of the opponent.

Lu Zhenhuan couldn't see his previous confidence anymore, his face was full of cold sweat, his legs were clamped from time to time, and his posture looked very strange.

He was afraid, and everyone could see that Lu Zhenhuan was afraid. This is not surprising, as long as it is a man, he will be afraid to face the ugly but unpredictable swordsmanship of his appearance. Not to mention Lu Zhenhuan, every time when the long sword was pierced, even the audience sitting in the senior would not help but clamp their legs, as if there was a cool breeze swishing across.

Lu Zhenhuan didn't dare to let Zi Rong come close to him at all, so he could only do his best to cast the "Thousand Machine Sword Transformation" again and again, laying down a huge sword net in front of him.

The sword skill that was originally used to attack inexorably turned into a defensive sword skill at this moment, and even he himself felt aggrieved.

It can be seen that this sword skill has greatly depleted his energy. His sword robe has long been soaked in cold sweat, and even the hand holding the sword art is shaking slightly.

Zi Zong's face was also very ugly, revealing a morbid ashes. Although the opponent's Thousand Machine Sword has been greatly depleted, his Demon Eye and Demon Sword Heart have also been depleted. At this time, he is not far from the end of the sword.

Although so far, neither of them have any scars on their bodies, not even a single strand of hair has been broken, but everyone can see that the battle between them is even more dangerous.

If Zi Rong was the first to run out of energy, or was slightly distracted, he would die in the thousands of sword shadows. And as long as Lu Zhenhuan was in bad shape, his life would definitely not be guaranteed. Perhaps the death would not be so tragic, but it would definitely be more tragic.

For a man, whether he is killed in battle or in a fair duel, it is not really tragic. Since the corpse is broken into thousands of pieces, it can be said that he will die wherever he goes, but if he is stabbed to death by a handsome swordsman, I'm afraid I can't even lift my head up if I'm a ghost.

Looking at the two people who were on the edge of life and death with every sword, everyone's heart was raised in their throats.

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The sword qi was horizontal, and the loud noise shook the sky. Mu Hanyan was once again knocked back by Jing Jianjue's sword, and he retreated to the edge of the competition stage. Only then did Mu Hanyan struggle to stabilize his steps, and a strand of blood slowly flowed along the corner of his mouth. Dyeing her white sword robe red.

"Mu Hanyan, are you still unwilling to use your strongest sword?" After repeated fierce attacks, he finally hurt Mu Hanyan's meridians, Jing Jianjue finally regained some confidence and said coldly.

"It's time to make a break." Mu Hanyan looked at Hua Yue and the others who were fighting in blood and had reached the point of life and death, and said with a deep breath.

Hua Yue and others have obviously done their best, and they can't support it for a long time, so they can't delay any longer. Moreover, she was almost unable to hold on anymore.

"Then, let us decide the outcome with one sword." Jing Jianjue has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Xing Luo, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan slowly raised his long sword.

This was her strongest blow and her final blow. If it doesn't work, then Chengren, she has no other choice.

"Heavenly Kill, Juejian!" Seeing the absolute meaning in Mu Hanyan's eyes, Jing Jianjue's expression became even more solemn than ever before, and he raised his long sword.

"Brush!" The two sword lights were cut out at the same time, as if the world would be shattered under their sword lights.

In Jing Jianjue's eyes, a raging flame was burning, and the fighting spirit was burning to the extreme.

The power of the magic weapon of the temple was also urged to the extreme, and all the blessings were on him.

This was the last strike. He had absolute confidence that this strike would definitely kill Mu Hanyan on the spot, so there was no need to worry about Qin Ba and the others.

A cruel grin appeared on Jing Jianjue's face, as if he had seen the scene of Mu Hanyan's tragic death under the sword, as if he heard the cheers from the audience, as if he saw his father's high-spirited smile.

Killed Mu Hanyan, got the destiny astrolabe, and joined forces with his father after his strength improved. No one in the Yue family could stop their ambitions. Under the dragon chair, looking down at thousands of Li people.

At this moment, Mu Hanyan's figure suddenly disappeared.

Shapeshift! Jing Jian is by no means unfamiliar with Mu Hanyan's life-saving skills. On the day Mu Hanyan defeated Lu Junran, Wu Tianxiong put away his contempt for her and began to send people to collect information about her.

Unlike Huayue and the others, Mu Hanyan is also well-known in Anyun Kingdom. Although Anyun has cut off diplomatic relations between the two countries, there are still traders who travel to the two countries through Western Qin or Northern Qi, and want to inquire about her. Not difficult.

Therefore, Jing Jian definitely knew Mu Hanyan to some extent, and knew that his transformation was so powerful.

Jing Jianjue sneered, this move might be effective against others, but it would be too underestimated to use it against him. Others may not know it, but he knows it all too well. When Mu Hanyan's transformation ended and her figure reappeared, it was actually her weakest moment.

At this time, he has fully blessed the power of the magic weapon of the temple on his body, and the combat power is already much stronger than Mu Hanyan, but she still dares to use the shape change, isn't that courting death? Others may not be able to capture that fleeting fighter jet, but how could he miss it?

Jing Jianjuejian focused his attention, and his sword stance was slightly withdrawn, ready to deal with Mu Hanyan's sudden blow.

"Idiot!" At this moment, Mu Hanyan's contemptuous sneer suddenly came from his ears.

Jing Jianjue was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and the intense unease came to his mind again.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Hanyan's figure also reappeared in the field of vision, but it did not appear beside him as he had expected, but flew backwards, the so-called ultimate sword , and was taken back by her long ago.

Obviously, Mu Hanyan had no intention of fighting him.