Chapter 1336 1337 The Last Battle, a Great Victory! (Add More)

Jing Jianjue had no choice but to send his sword on the string. Seeing Mu Hanyan fluttering away, he could only reconsolidate his sword strength and slash towards Mu Hanyan.

It is a pity that the power in the sword is far less tyrannical than before.

Mu Hanyan slashed out with a sword, and golden light flashed on his body at the same time, Cangxuan Yunsha's absolute defense was activated again, and the magical glazed holy robe also appeared on his body.

"Pfft!" Mu Hanyan spat out a mouthful of blood.

Jing Jianjue did her best, and at the same time, the ultimate sword that blessed all the power of the magic weapon was really domineering. Even though she had Cangxuan Yunsha and Liuli Saint Cloth to protect her body, she still suffered some internal injuries.

However, there was a light smile on her face. This sword is Jing Jianjue's ultimate sword, but it's not hers. Don't forget, she still has a trick that is useless.

"I said it's done, you really believe it. With your brain, you don't know how to cultivate to such a state?" Mu Hanyan said contemptuously.

"Mu Hanyan, even if you dodge my attack, how can you dodge the next attack?" Jing Jianjue said desperately.

The sword with all his strength was ushered in by Mu Hanyan's retreat without a fight. His heart felt empty and uncomfortable, and Mu Hanyan's sarcasm was even more humiliating to him.

"In the next strike, you have no chance." Mu Hanyan shook his head and said with the victory in his hands.

"Ah..." As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ba's miserable cry could be heard in 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 have fought each other until now, he has used the blessing of magic weapons to improve his strength. Now that his strength has plummeted, how can he adapt to it.

Under Huayue Leiyintiandang's innate supernatural power, his chest seemed to be hit by a boulder, and the root of the meridians in his body ruptured.

How could Hua Yue miss such a good opportunity?

With that scream, the long sword in Qin Ba's hand shattered into several pieces, and then the sea of ​​qi also shattered, and the strong figure fell to the ground.

If it were another opponent, Hua Yue might still be merciful, but Jing Jianjue and the others' killing intent towards Mu Hanyan had never been hidden from the very beginning. If they hadn't realized their innate supernatural powers, they would have blocked Qin Ba and the others. , Maybe Mu Hanyan was killed by the opponent's cooperation now, how could Hua Yue be merciful when dealing with such an enemy.

The next one to fall was Lu Zhenhuan. The battle between him and Zi Rong was a matter of life and death, but he suddenly lost the blessing of the temple's magic weapon, and he was more affected than Qin Ba. If Jing Jian could kill Mu Hanyan with one strike as he hoped, he might be able to deal with it for a while.

Unfortunately, Jing Jian was never able to do it, so his defeat was inevitable.

Zi Rong's icy long sword slashed out diagonally from bottom to top, submerging into his sea of ​​air. Obviously, even if he saved his life, his cultivation would be completely useless.

However, the audience in the audience didn't care about his cultivation at the moment, but watched the angle where the long sword was pierced, and the same question arose in their hearts: I wonder if other important parts of him can be preserved except for his cultivation?

At this time, of course, it is impossible to verify this problem, but everyone feels that the cold air is swish from their feet, their legs are together, and they clamp their legs again.

Jiang Yuzhe's sword pierced into Liang Qian's heart at almost the same time.

Perhaps, among them, Hua Yue is the most ruthless and the most cunning and sinister in appearance, but when it comes to viciousness, Jiang Yuzhe is still above them. He came from an aristocratic family and was not used to seeing siblings kill each other, so how could he have any pity or sympathy.

Without even looking at the opponents who fell to the ground, the three of them turned around almost at the same time, and volleyed towards Pei Qiuyi with a sword.

Pei Qiuyi had long been terrified by Tang Bufan, who looked like a madman. Seeing the three of them attacking together, where there was no fighting spirit, he would subconsciously escape from the competition stage.

It's a pity that although his movements are fast, Huayue's movements are faster.

Three sword beams shrouded him almost at the same time.

"Boom" The sword and shield that even Qin Ba had a hard time breaking, shattered under the combined force of the three.

And Tang Bufan's sword finally fell on him.

This was Tang Bufan's only successful blow in the entire competition, but for 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 drop of blood dripping from the sword, Pei Qiuyi fell straight down, until he died, his eyes were wide open, sluggish, empty, and dazed.

He couldn't understand why, with the strength of his sixth-rank sword master, and the blessing of magic weapons, he could not defeat the second-rank opponent of the mere sword master, and finally died under the opponent's sword.

Those who fight with their will and hunt and kill with their lives are terrifying, indeed terrifying. It was his only thought when he was dying.

"Hahahaha..." Tang Bufan laughed wildly.

Seeing that all the clothes on the stage were soaked with blood, and the flesh and blood were rolled under every damage on the clothes, but he didn't realize it, but Tang Bufan who was screaming in the sky, everyone felt a deep chill in their hearts.

"Mad, this guy is a lunatic." Someone said in a trembling voice.

"It's not just a lunatic, it's a lunatic who has been enchanted." Someone added.

Mad Demon Tang Bufan's name also spread throughout Shangyue's capital from this moment, and then spread throughout Shangyue, and in the future, it will spread throughout the entire continent. Even if one day, he restored Han Bufan's real name, but the madman Tang Bufan's name is still spread in the mainland for a long time, and it is not even under the magic sword Huayue, the monster sword appearance, and the ghost sword Jiang Yuzhe.

"Mu Hanyan, I didn't expect you to be so despicable!" Seeing two of the four junior brothers dead and two injured, Jing Jian said with clenched teeth.

"It's not that I'm mean, it's that you are too stupid." Mu Hanyan said contemptuously.

She is not a fool. She knows that she can't defeat Jing Jianjue, whose strength has improved under the blessing of the magic weapon.

In fact, even if he was forced to retreat again and again due to his lack of strength in the past, it was 70% true and 30% false, in order to make Jing Jianjue look down on himself and fight with his own strength at all costs.

Unexpectedly, this guy was really deceived, even disregarding the safety of Qin Ba and others, and blessing all the magical weapons 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, this was originally an illusion that Mu Hanyan deliberately brought him.

"Mu Hanyan, do you dare to fight me in a fair fight alone?" Jing Jianjue was embarrassed and annoyed, his face flushed red.

"Idiot!" Mu Hanyan cursed again.

It's a shame that he can say such a thing. Previously, he thought he had the upper hand, so why didn't he hear him say that he would fight alone, but at this time, he wanted a fair fight, and all the good things in the world were taken by him alone.

Seeing that he was arrogant, even as an enemy, Mu Hanyan still respected him as a swordsman, but when he heard these words, he despised him greatly.

"Do it!" Mu Hanyan waved his hand without hesitation.

With a roar, Hua Yue, Zi Rong, Jiang Yuzhe and Tang Bufan joined forces to attack Jing Jianjue.

"Xingluo, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan's strongest sword finally struck.

This is also the real last sword!

"Stop!" Wu Tianxiong stood up abruptly on the viewing platform.

It's a pity that Mu Hanyan could see Jing Jianjue's resolute killing intent from the moment he came to power. Originally, she was not a good man and a woman, so how could Mu Hanyan give up in the face of an enemy who wanted to kill him wholeheartedly.

Pretending not to hear, Mu Hanyan's long sword still slashed straight down.

Hua Yue and the others did not hesitate, the five sword beams, like a giant net, were constantly shrinking and oppressing.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jing Jianjue's body fell straight on the competition table.

If he still has the blessing of the magic weapon of the temple, maybe he can barely resist the opponent's joint sword, even if the injury will not be serious, but unfortunately Qin Ba and the others are now dead and wounded, which is used to stimulate the magic weapon. His sword formation had been broken long ago, and with the true strength of his eighth-rank sword master, how could he possibly be able to resist.

The tyrannical energy poured into the body, and his meridian Qi sea instantly shattered, even the bones were cut off, rolled his eyes, and fainted on the spot.

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