Chapter 166: False Sword Power

Zhang Zihao, practicing swordsmanship at the age of seven!

At the age of sixteen, he mastered the sword intent in every detail!

At the age of twenty-two, he has achieved great sword intent!

Thirty-four years old with peak sword intent!

He used to be a legend in Nanyun Empire.

As for him now, many people have guessed that Zhang Zihao has already comprehended the sword power.

Relying on the strength of the peak sword intent, although Zhang Zihao was alone, he was regarded as one of the top ten elders of the Seven Sages Academy, and his position was comparable to that of Mo Qingtian.

"You can't go wrong, it's here!"

Zhang Zihao stood on the tower and glanced down.

"Just now, that aura is unmistakable, it is... the sword power!" Zhang Zihao said to himself, "No, it should be the imaginary sword power. It has power but has no real meaning!"

Zhang Zihao's breathing gradually became short, and his eyes began to search the bottom.

When his eyes landed on Mu Yun, his eyes were bright, like a falcon, directly hitting Mu Yun.

"it's him!"

His eyes fell on Mu Yun, Zhang Zihao hibernated all over his body, and began to stay on the tower, carefully watching this interesting game.

"Interesting, interesting. A young man in his early twenties is younger than some of the disciples of the Longbang. The fifth level of the Spirit Cave Realm, Guanyuan Point, and the imaginary sword power are simply monstrous!"

Looking at Muyun, Zhang Zihao commented.

At this moment, Mu Yun is fully devoted to the battle with Li Zelin, and has no time to care about other things.

As soon as the sword intent came out, Mu Yun's whole demeanor changed completely.

If it is said that the previous Muyun was a dusty sword that had not yet been unsheathed, then now, Muyun is showing his sharp side.

Mu Yun himself also felt that maybe he had been too casual all the time, making many people think that he was a soft persimmon who could be manipulated by others.

But recently, he wants to tell those people that realm does not mean strength.

"Sword Intent, I didn't expect that even you understood Sword Intent, but I missed it." Li Zelin smiled wryly, and replied: "It's just that even if it's Sword Intent, my sword wants to fight with you .”

"Your sword is very fast. If you don't have the sword intent, I don't think I can take it. Today, let me take a look, who is better than the sword intent or the real fast sword."

In fact, Mu Yun knew how powerful the virtual sword power he controlled was.

It's just that he knows better that Li Zelin's realm is four levels higher than his, but the power of the virtual sword can completely make up for it.

He is not very sure about Li Zelin, a strong man with a solid state and a quick sword!

"It's so good, then I won't hide it anymore!" Li Zelin laughed, and the long sword in his hand spun faster and faster.

"What I practice is the sword art of chasing the wind and killing life. Once I use it, even I can't control it sometimes. Teacher Mu, be careful!"

"Be careful every moment!"

Mu Yun chuckled and stepped forward.

The battle between the strong and strong has kicked off completely.

Chasing the wind, killing one's life, Li Zelin's sword is simple and unpretentious, the sword is three feet long, and the blade is straight. When he waved his hand, streaks of blue sword energy filled the arena.

Mu Yun just held the Qingjiao Sword in his hand, looked at Li Zelin carefully, and didn't intend to make a move.

Suddenly, Li Zelin moved.

Sword out fast, man, faster!

With a sword slashed out, the arena was full of wind and clouds, the wind blew up, and the sound of whimpering wind complemented the sound of the sword, creating a gust of sword wind.

The sword wind whizzed away and went straight to Muyun.

You can't hide from this wind.

That being the case, there is only war!

The Qingjiao sword flew up, and Mu Yun's figure didn't dodge, but went straight forward, pierced into the tornado, into the core of the sword wind.

ding ding ding...

There was a crisp knocking sound, and the sound of the sword was mixed with the sound of the wind. In the wind of the sword, Mu Yun's figure appeared phantom several times, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Seeing this, Li Zelin's eyes also lit up.

He could vaguely feel that Muyun's sword intent was completely different from Mo Yang's.

Strictly speaking, Muyun's sword intent is more extensive and profound, and it contains a momentum, which is the general trend of heaven and earth.

Mu Yun's sword intent is naturally different from Mo Yang's.

Mo Yang is the peak sword intent, while Mu Yun is the imaginary sword power.

Sword intent is the warrior's own comprehension of the sword, and he controls the sword by himself, while sword power is the warrior's penetration of the sword, and he controls the sword by virtue of the general trend of heaven and earth.

How insignificant is man compared to heaven and earth.

Compared with the sword intent, the imaginary sword force is naturally more than a hundred times stronger.

But even so, it was not easy for Li Zelin to still be able to resist Mu Yunxu's sword power.

Mu Yun's figure penetrated into the tornado, and the Qingjiao sword burst into sword light, and the tornado became weaker and weaker under each sword, and finally collapsed.

Li Zelin's eyes lit up, and the moment the tornado disappeared, he went straight to Muyun.

The sound of the sword clanging rang between the two of them.

But at this moment, everyone in the audience was already obsessed with watching.

This competition seems to be too mysterious.

Li Zelin's sword is extremely fast, but every time it is about to touch Muyun, it is blocked.

Gradually, everyone discovered that it wasn't just Li Zelin's sword that was fast, Muyun's sword seemed to be faster.

The two fought with a strong killing spirit, and each sword move was more terrifying than the last.

"The wind rises and the clouds cut!"

With a low shout, the green dragon sword in Mu Yun's hand flew across the air, there was a sound of piercing through the air, the sound of the wind whistling, and the crackling sound pierced the eardrums.

It was the first time Muyun performed Wuxin's four styles of swordsmanship.

The roar of the powerful wind gathered directly above Mu Yun's head, and a phantom of a huge sword condensed into wind, and the air exploded wherever it passed.

"Chase the wind and kill!"

Seeing this sword, Li Zelin didn't dare to be careless, and threw out the tip of the plain and unpretentious long sword.

boom……

When the two collide, the sword energy is overwhelming.

thump thump...

Li Zelin took three steps back, while Mu Yun on the other side also took three steps back.

Under one sword, the winners are evenly divided.

This scene surprised everyone.

Some people saw for the first time that someone could be equal to Mu Yun.

You know, Muyun has been crushing his opponents since the beginning of the fight.

Similarly, some people also saw that for the first time someone was able to equalize with Li Zelin.

These two people have good backgrounds.

"Haha, good, happy, take my sword again!"

Mu Yun laughed, and the speed of the Qing Jiao Sword increased dramatically.

"The clouds soar to the sky!"

In the second form of the Wuxin Sword Manual, the Green Flood Sword pierces straight into the sky, and the clouds dissipate under the giant sword.

Previously, in every match, Muyun used the martial arts moves from the Phantom God Sect, the Supreme Inscription Body, and the King Ba Golden Body.

These martial arts are what he has accumulated step by step from the three thousand small worlds to the thousands of big worlds, each of which is supremely mysterious.

And the two core martial arts that he cultivated himself were Tianlei Divine Body Jue and Wuxin Sword Manual.

According to Mu Yun's thinking, these two martial arts came from the mysterious space in the Jade Immortal Picture, probably from the realm of the gods.

strong? Nature is strong!

That's why Muyun spent several months comprehending the Wuxin Sword Manual.

But at this moment, Li Zelin's ability to resist the first move is already enough to make him look at each other seriously.

This person is really strong!

However, the second formula is enough to solve him!

Breaking through the clouds and soaring to the sky, the Qingjiao Sword is like a swimming dragon at this moment, piercing into the sky, and the phantom of the giant sword, descending from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it is going straight to Li Zelin.

"Stand up with your life!"

A low shout sounded, and Li Zelin's giant sword met the enemy.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the two figures above the ring were completely shrouded by the sword light, and the wind became more and more intense as the sky and the earth changed color.

boom……

There was a bang, and everything between the sky and the earth disappeared completely at this moment.

On the arena, there were only two figures.

Mu Yun and Li Zelin pointed their swords at each other.

However, Muyun's sword was resting on Li Zelin's neck, but Li Zelin's sword was only held in the air, half an arm's length away from Muyun.

The outcome is clear!

"I lost!" Li Zelin smiled calmly while lowering his long sword.

"This game is unfair. You are destined to lose to me."

Mu Yun smiled slightly and said calmly.

What he said was very arrogant, but Li Zelin understood that Mu Yun was not arrogant, what he stated was only the facts.

"Li Zelin lost?"

"Oh my god, even Li Zelin is not Muyun's opponent. Before, we really underestimated Muyun."

"It seems that in the advanced class, only Yan Yunyu can stop Muyun!"

Seeing Li Zelin's defeat, everyone around was already stunned. This is Mu Yun, and his strength is far stronger than his training of Senior Class Nine.

"Advanced Class Nine, Mu Yunsheng, next, Advanced Class Nine, challenge Advanced Class One."

As the referee's voice fell, everyone knew that this battle had finally come to an end. The senior class nine and the challenge class one had finally arrived.

However, the current Class Nine may not even be able to display half of their combat power. Facing the Senior Class One, how can they win?

But there are also people who think that the ninth senior class can reach this step, which is already called heaven defying.

Next, is the strongest battle, the final battle!

"Yan Yunyu, Mu Yun is here to challenge you!" Seeing Li Zelin's defeat, Xiao Buyu said calmly, "This time, only you can stop him."

"rest assured!"

Yan Yunyu licked his lips and said with a smile: "In my hands, he will definitely lose."

After the words fell, Yan Yunyu turned around and looked at the seven people behind him.

"Chen Yuxuan, Lu Yun, Liu Xinran, Qiu Yu, Luo Ming, Zi Xinran, Bai Xiaoluo, the seven of you are the strongest seven in my senior class one. You should understand what this competition is about. ?”

"Yes, instructor, don't worry, Senior Class Nine is just a bunch of mobs, and it's easy to destroy them!"

"So good!"

Yan Yunyu sneered and said: "Four to zero, I don't want any accidents to happen. If there is no accident, this time, Class Nine will be played first by Mo Yang. After he has finished the first round, he will definitely play the second round. So in the first round, Bai Xiaoluo, you come first, I believe in you as a teacher!"

"clear!"

Bai Xiaoluo looked as thin as a monkey, with a pair of green eyes shining, looking extremely wretched.

The reason why the Senior Class One has been able to dominate the number one throne is not only because of Yan Yunyu's own strength, but also because of his subordinates, the Seven War Wolves.

The so-called "Seven War Wolves" refers to the seven strongest members of Senior Class One.

Of these seven people, the weakest is the fifth level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm, the martial artist who opened up the Qihai Point, and the strongest has reached the terrifying Shenshu point of the sixth level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm.

The strongest battle is destined to begin!