Chapter 320 Sword Heart

"It should be you who is going to die!"

Mu Yun smiled sadly, stepped out, and a dark figure quietly appeared in the eighth-layer soul altar below him.

The pitch-black figure looked extremely terrifying, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a sword shadow.

The sword shadow seems to exist, seems to dissipate, obviously looks like collapsed, but it gives people a strong cohesion.

"Sword... Heart!"

Seeing this scene, Xing Huaiyu's expression changed, and he stepped back hastily.

It's just that the pitch-black sword shadow, like a tarsal maggot, directly killed Xinghuaiyu, without stopping at all.

Under that sword, Xing Huaiyu was completely stunned, he had no idea how to avoid it.

Kenshin!

It is the power beyond the power of the sword, the sound that swordsmen dream of, it is the heart of the sword, the swordsman who comprehends the heart of the sword, kills invisible, even the sword without the sword, the power of a sword, fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, the momentum amazing.

If it is said that the sword intent is the martial artist's own comprehension of the sword, the combination of man and sword, then the sword power is the combination of the warrior and the world, relying on the general trend of the world.

As for Jianxin, warriors control the general trend of the world, use the general trend of the world for their own use, and move with the trend.

At this moment, Mu Yun seemed to have groped for the location of Jian Xin, and in the eighth-level soul altar under his feet, a sword shadow passed by, and a powerful coercion swept away.

That Xing Huaiyu was completely hallucinated, his whole body seemed to be completely imprisoned, watching the imaginary sword pass through his body, motionless.

There was a sound of puff, and Xinghuaiyu stood there, motionless.

A gust of breeze blew by, and with a puff, Xinghuaiyu's eyes widened, staring at the sky with unwillingness, anger, and shock.

How could he be reconciled to dying in Muyun's hands like this!

"Seventh brother!"

Seeing this scene, Xingbuburn was completely shocked.

Muyun's soul altar was broken and then erected to cast the eighth-level soul altar, but who would have thought that when the eighth-level soul altar was cast, Mu Yun actually realized the ethereal and illusory supreme sword heart.

Compared with the power of the sword, the sword heart is no longer controlled by the world, but the world is controlled by the swordsman.

"The stars don't burn, what the hell are you doing!"

At this moment, Yun Shengkong suddenly shouted.

That Xing Miekong was killed by the thunder bead was already an accident, but this Xinghuaiyu was beheaded by Muyun with a sword, what the hell is this?

The powerhouse of the three first-turn realms is not an opponent of the eighth-level Nirvana realm warrior?

"Old man, shut up!"

Xingbuburn was also furious at the moment, everything happened so suddenly, and he didn't react well, so Muyun took advantage of it.

It's just that he realized now, can he kill Muyun?

"waste!"

Yun Shengkong roared angrily, leaving aside Mu Qingyu, and directly charged towards Mu Yun.

The peerless powerhouse of the top ten and third ranks besieged and killed Mu Qingyu and his son, but now they are the two dead.

The people from the Seven Star Gate are really trash!

"Muyun, it's amazing to be lucky enough to capture the artistic conception of Jianxin!" Yun Shengkong held the Poxu sword in his hand and looked at Muyun with murderous intent.

"However, you probably don't know about my Yun family's methods, right?"

Yun Shengkong let out a low shout, and rushed out directly. The Poxu sword in his hand was faintly visible, but it kept disappearing in his hand, and then reappeared.

Such changes are simply wonderful.

Clang...

Seeing that Yun Shengkong was about to approach Muyun, suddenly, a black long sword appeared at the soul altar under Muyun's feet, and Muyun held it directly in his hand.

The black long sword looks exactly like the Heiyuan Sword, but it looks like it has some illusory expression.

"The Poxu sword is the treasure of my Yun family. Do you think it's just this little change?" Yun Shengkong's face turned cold, and he raised the sword and dropped it.

The sound of babble rang out, and countless sword qi, like a mad dragon flying, scattered directly.

There was a crackling sound, and Muyun raised his palm, and the illusory Heiyuan Sword, as if materialized, blocked in front of him.

Simple parry, without any bells and whistles.

There was a tinkling sound, and Mu Yun raised his sword in front of him, and the illusory sword energy couldn't break through his defense.

It was such a sword, but it blocked all the attacks.

It seems so unreal.

"Okay, very good, Muyun, you are very powerful, but unfortunately, no matter how powerful you are, can you save them?"

Yun Shengkong's eyes were filled with killing intent.

He didn't know why, after Mu Yun stepped into the eighth level of Nirvana, and comprehended Jianxin, his defense turned so abnormal.

Yun Shengkong looked down with a sneer, where the members of the Yunmeng swore to the death to resist the attacks of the Demon Race and the Qixingmen.

It's just that this kind of resistance looks so pale and helpless.

Even if he touched the edge of Jianxin, under such circumstances, how could he save all the members of Yunmeng by himself.

There, there are his apprentices, his friends, and his former friends.

Everything looks so beautiful, but the beauty that is about to be destroyed is nothing!

"I see how many people you can protect!"

Yun Shengkong's expression turned cold, he stepped forward with one step, and slashed down with the Poxu sword.

boom……

In an instant, the sword fell, and the entire lower part of Dongyun City heard the sound of chi chi la la. Hundreds of warriors were stained by the sword, and were instantly burned by black flames, screaming.

"Cloud lifts into the sky!"

Mu Yun let out a low snort, and looked at Yun Shengkong with fierce eyes.

"What? Distressed?"

"Do you think I dare not attack you?"

Mu Yun shouted: "I can't kill you today, if I, Mu Yun, leave, there will be no peace for your Yun family in the future."

"Don't scare me. If you are really willing to leave, you won't be willing to let the soul altar burst and fight to the death, and not leave Dongyun City."

Yun Shengkong sneered and said, "Let me tell you, warrior, what you should have is a determined heart, a heart to kill, not a feeling of compassion. Your fault lies in your fault. You care too much about these ants."

"In order to become a strong man, even if his hands are covered with the blood of all his friends and relatives, so what?"

Looking at Yun Shengkong, Muyun smiled slightly and shook his head.

"It seems that you still don't understand."

"Wrong, you don't understand!"

Mu Yun smiled slightly, with a trace of determination on his face.

Of the nine nine-day thunder beads, Xing Xing Miekong consumed one, and now there are eight left.

What can eight nine-day thunder beads do?

Able to do many things!

In Mu Yun's eyes, the breath of a desperate fight burst out.

If the eight nine-day thunder beads exploded, maybe the old fox Yun Shengkong could be killed, but the tens of thousands of powerful opponents down there were really beyond the reach of the Yunmeng.

Therefore, Mu Yun took a step forward and came directly to the front of the battle between the two armies.

"What does he want to do?"

Seeing Mu Yun rushing out, Xing Bu Ran immediately shouted.

"Trash, what do you think she wants to do? Stop him!"

Seeing Mu Yun rushing out, Yun Shengkong felt a bad premonition, and his heart trembled.

It's just that Mu Yun, relying on the meaning of the sword heart he had just comprehended, was so fast that he couldn't catch up under Xing Bu Burning's full strength.

At this moment, everyone in the Yunmeng was forced to stand outside the Xiaoyue Hall, struggling to hold on, while the entire Dongyun City and outside the city wall, the 200,000 demon army and nearly 10,000 Nirvana experts from the Seven Star Gate rushed to Dongyun one after another. In the city.

It is easy to see the gap between the two fronts.

Yunmeng struggled to hold on, and had already been forced to a dead end by the Demon Race and Seven Star Gate.

In such a blind spot, they can only rely on the lonely Xiaoyue Palace, but at this moment, everyone is unwilling to retreat, because Muyun is still fighting in front of them!

"All return to Xiaoyue Palace!"

"No, we won't retreat!" Geng Xinyu yelled, and said with a grim face: "In the Nanyun Empire, we saw you buried in Leiyin Valley with our own eyes. We haven't seen you for three years. We thought you were dead. This time, we Even if it is death, I am not willing to endure such pain, Teacher Mu!"

This teacher priest made everyone's hearts tremble.

Geng Xinyu's burly body of nearly two meters couldn't help but tremble at this moment.

"Master, if you want to live together, if you want to die... let's die together!"

"Shit!"

Looking at Mo Yang and the others, Mu Yun laughed and scolded: "Who said that I will die with you, the war has not reached the final step, what to die, you want to die, I don't want to!"

"Master Priest..."

"Send them all back, I don't have time to explain to you."

After Mu Yun's words fell, his figure flashed and disappeared in front of the hall.

When Mo Yang and the others heard this, they looked at each other and nodded fiercely.

Seeing everyone in the Yunmeng retreating towards the Xiaoyue Hall, Mu Yun smiled slightly, but the corners of his mouth were a bit bitter.

His figure kept lingering between the Demon Race and the Seven Stars Sect warriors, did he kill two Nirvana realm warriors?

But Xing Buburn and Yun Shengkong chased after him, and for a while, they couldn't stop him.

"Little Nianzhang, what on earth do you want?" Yun Shengkong yelled angrily, "Do you think it will be fine if you let them hide in the Xiaoyue Hall? This old man shocked them to death!"

Na Yun Shengkong looked at Muyun and shouted angrily.

"He's so old, yet he's so easy to get angry, and he's not afraid of cerebral palsy anymore!" Mu Yun suddenly turned around, stopped where he was, and looked at Yun Shengkong.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Look there, there, and there."

Mu Yun pointed to eight directions in a row, and those eight directions almost covered the entire Xiaoyue Hall, and at the same time, covered the surrounding demon army and the warriors of the Seven Stars Gate.

"What the hell do you want?"

Yun Shengkong looked at Muyun in surprise.

At any time, he will never underestimate Muyun, and if he despises Muyun, he will most likely lose his own life.

"Don't understand? Then look forward to it, there, there, there... the eight places may explode with a bang, and the entire Dongyun City will cease to exist!"

"Spoken nonsense!" Xing Buburn chased up at this moment, looked at Muyun and shouted: "Muyun, stop pretending here, your nine-day thunder beads, in the nine-day real thunder sea, it takes a thousand years to form one. If you can get one, it’s not bad!”

"Oops!"

Hearing Xing Buburn's words, Yun Shengkong's expression suddenly changed.

Nine Heavens True Thunder appeared at the seal of the Holy Sparrow Gate for nine thousand years, nine Nine Heavens Thunder Beads, Muyun had nine, and one of them just detonated, directly making Xing Miekong, a powerhouse in the three-turn realm Those who died.

That leaves eight...

"withdraw!"

A roar spread throughout Dongyun City in an instant.