Chapter 69 To Defeat You, Just One Finger Is Enough

"It's enough that you are the only one cheering for me." After Mu Yan finished speaking, he strode onto the life and death arena in the center.

Tang You looked at his retreating back, his eyes gradually softened, and he said to himself in an imperceptible voice: "Fool, even if you are really the villain, I will still stand by your side."

At this moment, Jiang Bufan was standing on the ring, transformed into that elegant young man again.

He slowly pulled out a long sword from the scabbard at his waist. It was like a white sword, emitting a dazzling silver light.

"This sword, named Thunder, comes from a commander-level five-clawed thunder dragon. Today, I will use your blood to sacrifice this sword."

Every time Jiang Bufan uttered a word, his aura increased. By the time he finished the last word, his aura had reached its peak. It was like a sword fairy coming to the world, and his majestic power could not be looked directly at.

"You actually use a sword? What a pity..." Mu Yan thought of the thunder striking the wooden fighting spirit again, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

There was solemnity on his face, and he put away his contempt.

Jiang Bufan stabbed out with his sword, and a heart-shaking sound of dragon roar came out, along with the phantom of the dragon, shocking everyone in the world.

"Young Master Jiang's swordsmanship is so powerful. You can feel the surging sword intent from such a distance."

"That's a high-level Xuan-level fighting skill called Thunder Sword Technique. Every sword strike is very fierce, like rolling thunder from the sky. The boy opposite is finished."

"Young Master Jiang is so handsome. The guy opposite was so frightened that he didn't even take out his weapon."

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Sure enough, although there were very few people coming to watch the life-and-death fight, everyone looked at Mu Yan as if they were villains.

"You haven't drawn your weapon yet!"

Jiang Bufan said sternly, the sword in his hand already carrying murderous intent, like thunder, was about to strike at Mu Yan.

"Finger is enough to defeat you." Mu Yan slowly stretched out two fingers in full view of everyone.

This guy doesn't want it?

Jiang Bufan's expression changed several times, and finally turned into a sneer: "Your hands are useless."

The power of his sword continued unabated, and a more violent cold front erupted, causing the void to buzz, as if there was really a five-clawed thunder dragon raging in the air, thundering for nine days.

Mu Yan's long hair stood up in the wind, and the stars between her eyebrows twinkled, making her look even more evil.

He stretched out two fingers with a bit of laziness, even disdain.

Everyone in the stands was stunned.

They knew that Mu Yan was arrogant and didn't even take out a weapon, but they didn't expect that Mu Yan would be so arrogant.

"Young Master Jiang, cut off his fingers and let him pretend!"

"Kill that man named Mu Yan to death!"

"Kill that little bastard in women's clothing!"

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Tang You clenched his fists, why don't these unscrupulous people watch the show? Mu Yan hasn't eaten your rice, so why bother using such vicious words to slander him.

Unexpectedly, the next scene shocked everyone.

Jiang Bufan's long sword slashed hard with an aura that would crush everything. As a result, Mu Yan stretched out two fingers and clamped the sword's edge quickly and accurately, like a snake striking seven inches.

What's this?

Take the sword with bare hands?

Everyone had disbelief on their faces, and all the curses they had prepared were swallowed back in their stomachs.

The expression on Jiang Bufan's face was even more wonderful. What is this? How is it possible for a person to catch a sword with just two fingers?

Jiang Bufan knew very well how fast and powerful this Thunder Sword Technique was. The strike just now was the most proud of his entire life. In all the great families, there are countless disciples who have been defeated by this sword.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yan caught it with his bare hands.

A strong sense of frustration weighed on Jiang Bufan's heart.

"Your hand is useless!" Jiang Bufan shouted viciously. He increased his strength and began to stir the Thunder Sword, trying to cut off Mu Yan's hand with absolute power.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Bufan exhausted all his strength and failed to move the Thunder Sword at all.

The thunder sword seemed to be imprisoned by a huge iron hoop. Mu Yan's two fingers were like magnets, sucking the sword fiercely.

"You..." Jiang Bufan put his hands together, grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, and pulled it back with all his strength.

For a moment, the young master's jade-like elegance was completely forgotten, and he looked like he was participating in a tug-of-war competition.

Mu Yan, on the other hand, just stretched out two fingers, looking calm and calm, like a master, enigmatic.

At this moment, the stands were completely silent, because compared to Mu Yan, Jiang Bufan looked like an angry monkey.

"Let go, let me go!" Jiang Bufan roared.

"Oh." Mu Yan raised his finger, and the huge force of the shock bounced back.

Jiang Bufan kicked his hind legs several steps, and finally fell down and squatted with a bang.

I don’t know who couldn’t hold it back and burst out laughing.

Someone took the lead, and the others laughed too.

When did the aloof Young Master Jiang have such an embarrassing scene?

Jiang Bufan glanced at the whole audience in shame, then glared at Mu Yan hatefully, and said angrily, "I'll fight you."

He got up and raised the Thunder Sword high. This sword really carried the power of thunder, like black clouds gathering and crushing the sky. Endless thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, shocking people.

"Mu Yan, this is my strongest sword. The third form of the Thunder Sword Technique is a thunderous move. Let me see how you can block it!" Jiang Bufan's voice fell like thunder, shocking Huanyu.

Facing this powerful sword, Mu Yan said with a normal expression, "I can defeat you with just one finger."

He slowly stretched out a finger, and at the same time, the star symbol between his eyebrows became even more dazzling.

The power of thousands of stars suddenly exploded, and Mu Yan's finger thrust straight out, as if at this moment, the finger was no longer a mortal body, but turned into an unrivaled divine sword.

Fierce silver light enveloped the whole place, and the pressure of this finger stirred the world, making the void tremble and making everything crawl.

Jiang Bufan's Thunder Sword was still in mid-air, and the rolling thunder and lightning it carried had been shattered by this finger strike and turned into tiny arcs of lightning that were scattered to pieces.

But it's not over yet!

With one finger strike, it was comparable to a divine sword, bursting out with abundant sword intent, soaring straight into the sky, cutting off the heaven and earth.

The Thunder Sword in Jiang Bufan's hand actually let out a mournful cry, trembling like a minister meeting an emperor.

And Jiang Bufan himself was directly crushed by this sword intent. He seemed to be thrown into a huge storm, and the tearing pain spread all over his body.

The luxurious robe was cut into strips of cloth, revealing blood stains, as if it had been pierced by ten thousand swords.

In the end, Jiang Bufan was like a kite with its strings broken. He was directly thrown out of the life and death arena and fell heavily to the ground. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Defeat the enemy with one finger!

Everyone is shaking!

Mu Yan stood on the ring, not emitting any light, but standing there, he was the most eye-catching!

In the stands, you could really hear a pin drop. Everyone's faces were filled with shock and they couldn't calm down.

Mu Yan shouted: "Who else!"