Chapter 2468 I Am a Primary Sword Soul

Seeing that Mu Yun is still full of confidence at this moment, Bu Yi's murderous intent is completely concentrated for the first time.

He understands that someone like Mu Yun who thinks he is a genius needs a monster like him to trample him underfoot.

Only in this way can he understand that arrogance needs to pay a painful price.

"kill!"

Bu Yi held the Luo Yu sword, and his murderous aura was even heavier.

What's horrifying is that the vigorous murderous aura actually contains the beating of thoughts.

"The thought of the Holy One."

Some disciples immediately exclaimed: "Bu Yi is already able to integrate the sword energy into the thoughts of the Holy One."

Spirit of the Holy King.

The body of the Holy Emperor.

These are all manifestations of the gap between realms.

And the state of the holy one is the soul that brews the idea that can kill people.

This idea does not belong to the power of the soul, but comes from the power of the soul.

But the murderous aura is more terrifying than the power of the soul.

The thought of the Holy One comes from the soul, and in the end, it inherits the power of heaven and earth.

Just like the realm of saints, the body of saints, the way of heaven and the aura of saint kings, etc., all are based on the strong recognition of heaven and earth for warriors themselves, so that they can succeed.

This is also the biggest difference between the so-called holy place in the great world and the holy place in the small world where Muyun used to be.

If one wants to be recognized by heaven and earth, one needs not only an extremely powerful breath of life, but also needs the breath in one's own body to be stable enough to be recognized by heaven and earth.

Bu Yi's ability to touch the mind of the Holy Venerable is enough to prove that he may not need too long to enter the realm of the Holy Venerable.

"kill!"

When the sword comes out, the idea contained in the sword energy seems to be able to tear apart the surrounding formations.

"The realm of eight fists!"

Mu Yun punched out again, and the wind of the fist spread violently.

But this time, when the wind of the fist spread, the sword energy that was like a storm all around easily tore apart the four fist shadows in front of Muyun.

Mu Yun's expression was cautious, and his figure retreated quickly. The golden dragon armor was opened at this moment, and the immortal fire filled his palms at this moment.

bang bang...

As the four fist shadows exploded at this moment, the remaining power of the sword energy was crushed directly.

The powerful air wave fluctuated slowly, but in the end, Mu Yun slapped out with both palms, and the immortal fire swept across, resisting the sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, the last trace of remaining power blasted into Mu Yun's body, the Golden Dragon Armor covered the body surface, and Mu Yun's body was not attacked at all.

"Um?"

Bu Yi's face was startled at this moment.

Resist it?

Mu Yun's continuous shots and various methods are really incredible.

"It seems that you still don't give up."

Bu Yi's face was slightly cold at the moment, and his whole body became murderous.

"It's not up to you whether you want to die or not!"

Mu Yun stepped forward and looked at Bu Yi.

"Do you think you're sure of winning?"

Mu Yun slowly felt the aura in his body rising continuously.

That powerful aura, one wave after another, seemed to be completely boiling at this moment.

"Holy Emperor Grand Realm!"

At this moment, there was an uproar all around the valley.

In the realm of the Holy Emperor, Mu Yun has been suppressing his own strength?

"impossible……"

Bu Yi looked surprised at the moment.

How could Mu Yun hide his aura under the investigation of the suzerain and several peak masters?

The Great Peak Master Cao Hong also had a rather uneasy expression at the moment: "It seems that the Master has prepared a lot for this son!"

"I?"

Xiao Qingfeng shook his head and said: "Except for giving him two holy formulas, there is nothing else. This kid, the hidden realm, even I haven't discovered it."

Facing Xiao Qingfeng, Master Cao Hongfeng obviously didn't believe it.

Xiao Qingfeng, as the Ancient Sage Emperor, if it wasn't for this suzerain who made the move, Mu Yun's hidden realm, how could he not be discovered by his majestic Ancient Sage Emperor?

Xiao Qingfeng was also at a loss at the moment.

He didn't even notice Muyun's hidden realm.

This is really too strange.

Just for a moment, Xiao Qingfeng gradually understood when he thought of the beautiful woman beside Muyun.

Perhaps the Miao Xianyu next to Muyun is not a simple person.

"rush!"

Mu Yun's expression was fierce at the moment, and he rushed out directly.

"The realm of eight fists!"

At this moment, the eight-armed iron fist appeared again.

And the eight-armed iron fist cast by the Holy Emperor, the current power can be said to be so powerful that it is suffocating.

At this moment, the shadow of the Eight Paths Fist has been enlarged by more than ten times.

That fist shadow, like a giant fist, smashed down.

Boom...

Boom...

Dull cracking sounds sounded one after another.

As the fist wind howled, the shadows of the eight fists slammed down again and again.

At this moment, Bu Yi was dodging in embarrassment, if he was hit by that fist shadow once, the competition would basically be over.

At this moment in the arena, Gu Liangsheng's face was extremely ugly.

In the previous competition between Muyun and him, he didn't use all his strength at all.

Just being at the peak of the Holy Emperor's middle level is enough to defeat him.

"This guy... is really a monster..."

At this moment, Gu Liangsheng felt the uncomfortable breath in his heart, and it became more comfortable.

Even Bu Yi was suppressed, and it didn't seem so embarrassing for him to lose to Mu Yun.

"Go away!"

Suddenly, on the ring, Bu Yi slashed out with a sword, blocking the eight fist shadows.

"Boy, today, you forced me. Next, if you can't bear my sword energy, then you may die ugly!"

After Bu Yi's words fell, he took a step forward.

"I will cut through the heavens with my sword!"

hum...

In an instant, the Luoyu sword was shining brightly at this moment, as if everything was revived and the holy sword was reborn.

"This is... Sword Soul!"

In the vast world, there are thousands of swordsmanship, and one swordsmanship is even more enduring.

Sword intent, sword momentum, sword heart, sword way, sword soul, sword soul, and sword body are seven powerful comprehension levels, and each level is full of changes.

Bu Yi, comprehend the soul of the sword!

At this moment, everyone is stunned.

Xiao Qingfeng also frowned.

In this vast world, there are many, many people who comprehend sword intent, sword power, sword heart, and sword way.

However, those who have reached the level of the sword soul are very few.

The sword soul swordsman fuses the holy sword with his own soul, so that the holy sword has a soul, and everything in the world has a soul, that is, it has a backbone.

The same swordsmanship, without the infusion of sword soul, is ten times or a hundred times different than that with the infusion of sword soul.

The fifth level of the Soul of Sword, primary, intermediate, advanced, top, and god level.

At each level, there is a gap of several times.

Now, Muyun is in danger.

Xiao Qingfeng looked at Cao Hong, and couldn't help admiring: "The Master of the Great Peak is good at educating people, and Bu Yi is actually a sword soul swordsman. I am lucky in Xiaoyao Mountain!"

"The suzerain is absurd!"

Cao Hong's face was full of happiness, and he said with a smile: "This child has been stuck in the way of the sword for hundreds of years, and this time breaking through the sword soul is also unexpected."

Although he said so on the surface, the smile on Lord Cao Hongfeng's face could hardly conceal the joy in his heart.

At this moment, Bu Yi was wearing a long gown, standing in the air without wind, holding the Luo Yu sword, looking down at Mu Yun.

"This sword soul, I am going to enter the Bronze Mountain, and compete with other sects of heaven's favored ones, and I just showed it, as a trump card for killing moves."

Bu Yi said indifferently: "Today you are able to force me to display Sword Soul, which is already very remarkable!"

"Muyun, if you were in the same realm as me, I might have already lost, but it's a pity...you're not..."

At this moment, the surrounding disciples were also in an uproar.

Sword Soul!

That is the dream of countless swordsmen.

In this vast world, comprehending the sword intent and power, even comprehending one's own way of the sword, is not enough to surprise people.

Because only the three levels of swordsmanship artistic conception, sword soul, sword soul, and sword body, can match the holy, monarch, and honored positions.

But at this moment, Bu Yi surpassed too many people in this step.

It can be said that the entire Xiaoyao Mountain is unmatched by anyone.

"What should I do next?"

Looking at Muyun below, Bu Yi said indifferently.

With Luo Yu's sword in hand, Bu Yi seemed ready to kill Mu Yun at any time.

Seeing Bu Yi's complacent expression, Mu Yun was a little embarrassed.

"Sword Soul... Can it cause such a big fluctuation?"

Mu Yun rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect that."

"Um?"

When Bu Yi heard this, he was very angry.

"Joke, in this world of Kunxu, all those who comprehend the sword soul are powerful swordsmen, super existences."

"Do you think the sword soul can be comprehended at will?"

Mu Yun smiled awkwardly at this moment: "It's true if you say so, but it seems that your sword soul artistic conception is only at the elementary level?"

only?

Hearing this, Bu Yi almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Is this guy really ignorant or is he pretending to be stupid?

The sword soul he comprehended must be very comparable to others in the future in the entire Kunxu Realm.

On the contrary, Mu Yun looked down upon him.

"That's all..."

Mu Yun waved his hand at this moment and said, "The Eight-Armed Iron Fist seems to want to defeat you, but it's a bit difficult."

Mu Yun also knew that he was only in the realm of the Holy Emperor, and it was really difficult for him to defeat Bu Yi with his eight-armed iron fist. If he was in the same realm, Bu Yi would have died a hundred or eighty times.

"Um?"

Bu Yi looked at Mu Yun's disdainful eyes, and the anger in his heart burned even more.

This guy, do you really think you can't do anything about him?

"It seems that you really don't know anything about swordsmanship. If that's the case, I won't embarrass you!"

Bu Yi said indifferently: "Either, you admit defeat now and survive, or I will fully use my primary sword soul, but if this is the case, I am afraid that your life will not be in my hands."

"I'll give you one last chance, admit defeat or not?"

"Admit defeat?"

Mu Yun shook his head slightly: "If you're just a junior sword soul, it's impossible for me to admit defeat..."

"It seems that you really don't look back until you hit the south wall!"

Bu Yi's face was indifferent, he didn't control the junior sword soul perfectly, but it was absolutely no problem to defeat Mu Yun.

Maybe he performed supernormally and killed Mu Yun in an instant, even the suzerain and others couldn't react. After all, this is a competition, and casualties are inevitable.

"In that case, then..."

Before Bu Yi could finish his sentence, Mu Yun said with a smile at this moment: "It's just a low-level sword soul, matched with your holy emperor's extreme level, I'm really not reconciled to letting me admit defeat!"

"After all, I am a junior... Sword Soul!"