Chapter 1878 All You Need Is a Sword

"Ice Sword!"

In an instant, the sword aura in Muyun's hand emitted a burst of heat, and the sword aura struck, and in an instant, a sword light pierced the air.

boom……

In an instant, on the entire grassland, the green grass was torn apart by the scorching sword energy.

The ten thousand zhang sword light spread, and Qiu Qianyu was completely dumbfounded at this moment.

Yuhan Nine Palaces Sword Art is a sword art of cold nature, bursting with cold air, and its power is astonishing, but he never dreamed that this sword art, radiating with fire, can be so powerful!

"Thank you, brother, for your advice!"

Qiu Qianyu was so excited that he couldn't speak at the moment.

"Of course, the Yuhan Nine Palaces Sword Art still needs cold air to exert its strongest power, but it needs to subdue the cold spirit of the god beast core, or the strange water, etc., to be able to explode the maximum power!"

"Now that you don't have these things, you might as well use your own divine power to activate this sword art, there is no need to force it!"

"yes!"

Qiu Qianyu cupped his hands, blushing, and handed over his number plate.

Muyun was wasted a lot of time, and the two met by chance, and Muyun was able to do this, which is indeed quite a strong demeanor.

Qiu Qianyu sighed in his heart, no wonder the suzerain is so fond of Muyun!

The first round of competition, easy to win.

In fact, Mu Yun had no intention of participating in the martial arts meeting of the four sects.

His current real realm is the realm of the dual gods. Looking at the disciples of the four sects, they might not be as good as him alone.

But he still has to participate in the game.

And take part in it!

When he met the disciples of Tongtian Valley, he didn't mind killing them hard, to see if Zhuo Jianyi and Ba Tianjue would be so heartbroken that they couldn't breathe.

In the first round of competition, many disciples of the early and middle stages of the gods were eliminated.

Next, draw numbers again, which is the second round of competition.

There were 785 people, and there was one bye in the first round. Now there are only 393 people left, and there is still one bye.

"The second round of competition begins!"

Following Gu Chengfeng's words, each disciple began to enter the space spirit ball.

Mu Yun's figure entered the space spirit ball at this moment, waiting quietly.

Not long after, a figure appeared in front of him.

This person was dressed in a white gown, with his hands behind his back, he entered the space spirit ball with an air of pride.

However, the moment he saw Mu Yun, the man was stunned.

"Muyun!"

"Qin Yu!"

Seeing the figure appearing in the space spirit ball, Mu Yun was also slightly taken aback.

After Qin Yu's weird expression, a smoldering look appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay, I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Qin Yu immediately shouted: "Muyun, don't admit defeat!"

"Um?"

"If you admit defeat, you won't be having fun playing!"

Qin Yu's eyes were full of jokes.

"For this day, I practiced hard and reached the realm of Dzogchen Dzogchen, just to kill you!"

Qin Yu's face was grim, and he shouted: "You should know, you deserve to die, right?"

"Damn me?"

Mu Yun smiled.

"Let's do it!"

Mu Yun said casually: "I will give you a chance to show your strength!"

"ridiculous!"

Hearing this, Qin Yu was completely annoyed.

For the past two years, he has been unable to retreat, and his impact realm has improved, and now he has reached the realm of Dzogchen Dzogchen, this is his last chance to kill Muyun.

Otherwise, once Muyun reaches the realm of the gods, he will be under one person and above tens of thousands.

He had no chance to kill Muyun at all.

He will never allow this kind of thing to happen!

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

Qin Yu's figure stepped out in one step, and his breath rose up all over his body.

A wave of pride, great progress.

Inside this space spirit ball is a Gobi beach.

The two figures are standing on the beach at this moment, separated by a thousand meters.

In Qin Yu's hand, a long sword was thrown out directly.

"Sun righteousness sword art!"

The power of this sword art is extraordinary, in an instant, the scorching breath expands ten thousand zhang.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun stood still above the void, his expression unchanged.

Perhaps, Qin Yu didn't know that he was already in the realm of a dualistic god.

However, there is no need for him to know about this matter itself!

Even if he reaches the realm of the gods, it is enough for Muyun to only show the strength of the gods of Dzogchen.

Looking at Qin Yu, Mu Yun smiled and said, "It only takes one sword to kill you!"

"Arrogance!"

"Is it arrogance, you...you will know in a while!"

In Muyun's hand, the Void Spirit Sword appeared.

The Void Spirit Sword is originally a Guyuan artifact, but it was damaged, but Muyun was promoted before, awakened a memory, and integrated the knowledge of the first life to learn the art of refining, plus the seventh ancestor Mu Guifan, the nine-star artifact master. With the guidance, repairing this sword is not difficult!

The long sword swung out, and at this moment, Muyun's whole body was full of sword energy.

"Jade Cold Nine Palaces Sword Art - Frost Sword!"

A sword was drawn, and the sword energy roared out.

On the hot beach, the Ice Sword was condensed, and the end of the Void Spirit Sword was condensed into a tyrannical and cold long sword. The sword pierced through the air and rushed straight towards Qin Yu.

Seeing this sword, Qin Yu was completely dumbfounded.

It's just stupid, the long sword in Qin Yu's hand is still directly thrown out.

"Sun Sword!"

What Qin Yu practiced was the Taiyang Zhengqi Sword Art, one of the three major sword techniques, and the Sun Yijian was the first form of this sword move.

The Taiyang Zhengqi Sword Jue emphasizes strength and bravery, like the sun, it is radiant.

In fact, this sword formula is more powerful than the Yuhan Jiugong sword formula, so the attack is more domineering and restrained.

When Qin Yu saw Muyun using the Yuhan Nine Palaces Sword Art, he knew that if he wanted to defeat Mu Yun, this sword art was enough!

Howling wind sounds, one after another.

At this moment, Qin Yu's breath flickered all over his body.

The scorching rays of light spew out majesticly, and above the sky, the air of rays of light condenses and rushes out directly, like a sun, attached to the long sword.

The sword light slashed straight down.

In the air, the two sword marks converged, and the sound of sizzling suddenly resounded.

For an instant, Qin Yu was completely stunned.

His Taiyang Zhengqi Sword Jue is more powerful than Yuhan Jiugong Sword Jue, and with the advantage of the terrain, he should suppress Mu Yun to death.

But at this moment, his sword energy was completely swallowed by Mu Yun almost in the blink of an eye.

There is no power to parry at all.

Completely defeated.

"ignorance!"

With the Muyun Xuling sword back, he watched Qin Yu being swallowed by the sword light and turned into an ice sculpture.

With a touch of a finger, the ice sculpture exploded directly.

At this moment, a figure of token broke out of the body.

Holding the token in his hand, Mu Yun directly stepped out of the space spirit ball.

At this moment, most of the disciples are still fighting in the space spirit balls.

Muyun handed over the number plate, stood aside, and waited quietly.

At this moment, he also saw that the strength of many disciples was indeed impressive.

For example, the Nine Stars and Nine Sons of the Nine Star Pavilion, led by Xingyun, faced a disciple of the Dzogchen realm with ease, walking around in the courtyard without any effort at all, it was a joke.

Xuan Jiang'er in Xuanming Palace is also very relaxed.

Xiao Yun'er has reached the realm of the one-yuan god, and her opponent is even more insignificant.

Moreover, the strength of the few people in Tongtian Valley is not bad.

That Yan Qingshan, who had finished the match at this moment, stood aside.

The same is true for Ba Yufei and Ba Zilin.

Tian Fengxiao, Luo He, Yun Yufei, and Mo Ying also took their opponents lightly.

These few people are all top existences of the four major sects.

Their strength is at the level of the top disciples of the four major sects, comparable to the elders of the sects.

In this competition, everyone's eyes naturally focused on them.

Zhuo Jian's gaze was focused on Mu Yun at this moment.

Muyun's performance is very good.

Facing Qin Yu, kill him directly.

He probably understood Qin Yu's strength.

The god is in the realm of Dzogchen, and his swordsmanship is also good.

But he was beheaded by Mu Yun with one move.

As the suzerain, he didn't feel any pity in his heart at this moment.

Because of Qin Yu's death, Mu Yun's super talent was revealed.

The peak of a sect's development does not reflect how many ordinary geniuses there are in the sect, but how far the top geniuses can reach.

It can be said that ten Qin Yus are not as good as one Muyun.

When Qin Yu died, there was nothing worthy of heartache.

As the suzerain, every disciple is like a child of him.

And for these children, he needs to take good care of them.

But among the children, there are always some stronger ones who stand out from the crowd, and some who are fragile and vulnerable.

If only part of the food is enough, then it is natural to choose excellent children to raise them.

Survival of the fittest is the law of nature, and human beings are just one of nature and cannot escape it.

At this moment, the second round of competition is completely over.

Three hundred and ninety-three people, one bye, after this round, there are one hundred and ninety-seven people left!

And after two rounds of screening, the remaining disciples in this round no longer have the early or middle stage of the gods.

Basically, the lowest level of cultivation is also in the late stage of the gods.

It can be said that these nearly two hundred people will definitely be the pillars of the four major sects in a thousand years.

In the realm of the gods, the lifespan has been directly increased from a few hundred years to ten thousand years.

These disciples, Nan Zhuoyu in the future, will be their shining place.

"The competition continues!"

Gu Chengfeng spoke again at this moment: "One person has a bye, and the remaining one hundred and ninety-six people will fight in pairs!"

After the words fell, all the disciples stepped forward again and began to draw lots.

"Number one hundred and two!"

Mu Yun saw the space spirit ball marked with his own number, and walked directly forward.

This time, the third round, started again.

Each of the disciples has the magic elixir to restore the divine power, each recovered properly, and entered the space spirit ball one by one.

But this time, a figure stepped inside the space spirit ball.

Seeing that figure, Mu Yun's eyes revealed a hint of mockery.

"Today is really a good day!"

Mu Yun smiled and said: "It seems that we can settle the old grievances in one go!"

"Hmph, aren't you too self-righteous?"

That figure looked at Mu Yun with indifference in his eyes.

This person is the Sacred Heart.

Qin Yu and Shengxincai are full of hatred and resentment towards Muyun.

At this moment, Sacred Heart saw Mu Yun, and was naturally furious.

But Qin Yu died in Muyun's hands, and Sacred Heart didn't dare to be careless at this moment.