Chapter 1996: One Sword Moves the Devil

"I'm going, this guy actually knows such a powerful phonetic technique?" The Tiantian Palace disciple who watched the battle opened his mouth wide.

Yun Suyi showed even more joy, and turned to Yun Changkong and asked, "Father, has Han Sen passed the test?"

"It should be considered." Yun Changkong could see that Han Sen's words were not low-minded, but he was not good at it, so he didn't dare to be too sure.

"It's your turn." Lone Bamboo glanced at the seven characters engraved by Han Sen, a strange look flashed in his eyes, but he returned to normal in an instant, and said calmly to Han Sen.

Han Sen secretly rejoiced that he had learned the Six Ways Sword Art from the Six Ways Great Emperor before, and also learned the Sound Sword Dao from the Six Paths Great Emperor. Fortunately, he has this skill, otherwise he would really fall here.

The artistic conception of Liu Dao Dao Emperor's Six Dao Swordsmanship is as strong as that of any sword master in the Gene Universe. If he was born in the Gene Universe, he must be a well-known sword master.

Thinking of the Six Paths of Swordsmanship, Han Sen's heart suddenly moved: "Spiritual Swordsmanship among the Six Paths of Swordsmanship can trigger the enemy's negative emotions, thus causing the enemy to collapse and be defeated by his own negative emotions. Lone Bamboo has experienced eternal tragedies, The negative emotions in his heart can be imagined, the stronger his negative emotions are, the more effective the spirit sword technique will be, and perhaps he can be defeated by this."

Han Sen thought about it, looked at Lone Bamboo standing opposite, and said with a smile: "I have a sword, please taste it."

"Please." Gu Zhu said calmly.

Han Sen circulated his breath. When he learned the Six Ways of Swordsmanship, he mainly learned the Heart Swordsmanship. The other five swords were just practiced by the way. The imitation was pretty good, but not as focused as the Heart Swordsmanship.

The index finger and middle finger of the right hand were joined together, turning into the blade of the sword, pointing at Gu Zhu's brow.

Gu Zhu naturally didn't dodge, just looked at Han Sen's finger sword calmly, but as Han Sen's sword was getting closer and closer to his eyebrows, Gu Zhu's face changed unexpectedly.

The princes and nobles of Zhentian Palace watching the battle were a little surprised when they saw Guzhu's face change, because they didn't see the mystery of this sword at all.

In the eyes of others, even those prince-level powerhouses, this sword is just a very ordinary sword, without any mysterious changes at all, no different from the most ordinary sword.

"What's going on? Is there any difference in that sword? Why didn't I see how powerful it is?"

"If you can tell, then you are Senior Brother Guzhu."

"It's not good, that Han Sen is really hard to deal with if he can make Senior Brother Gu Zhu look pale."

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In the blink of an eye, Han Sen's finger was already on the center of Gu Zhu's brow, and then he retracted his finger and returned to the original standing position.

But Gu Zhu's stern face was distorted violently at this time, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if he was trying his best to control something.

But the stern aura on his body was getting heavier and heavier, the terrifying aura emanated from his body, like an evil ghost hiding in his body, just a little bit of aura that overflowed was already enough to make people feel happy.

"No, Han Sen's sword has aroused Lone Zhu's inner demon!" Yun Changkong's expression changed.

"Father, what's going on?" Yun Suyi and the others looked at Yun Changkong in confusion.

Yun Changkong explained with a complex expression: "Gu Zhu survived the eternal tragedy in the dream with his willpower, but he just endured it and didn't really let it go. It's like when the flood comes. , constantly raising the dam, forcibly stopping the flood within the dam, and the flood was stopped again and again in this way, but the flood did not disappear because of this, and it still existed. The more times he blocked , the accumulated negative emotions will be heavier, and the negative emotions accumulated in Wanshi can be imagined how terrifying."

"However, the dream of eternal life has ended on him, and he has indeed withstood the pressure. If there is no external interference, that method is feasible. However, Han Sen's sword has the ability to trigger negative emotions, making the savings The negative emotions of Wan Shi erupted in an instant, and the psychological defense line built by Lone Bamboo had collapsed, and the negative emotions accumulated for Wan Shi hit, which was ten thousand times more terrifying than any life he had experienced before. Under such a horrible negative situation, I'm afraid he will also collapse, Lone Bamboo..." Yun Changkong didn't continue, but his face was full of worry.

Lone bamboo in the arena was panting like a wild beast, his blood veins were bulging, and his aura was becoming more and more uncontrollable, like a devil about to break out of a cage. At a glance, I felt palpitations and chills.

"Roar!" Gu Zhu raised his head to the sky and let out an angry roar, the aura in his body was no longer under control, and rushed out crazily.

The entire Martial Arts Field is filled with indescribable horror, not to mention Han Sen who is inside the Martial Arts Field, even the Tiantian Palace disciples who are outside the forbidden barrier, who have weaker willpower and feel a sense of loneliness With breath, tears flowed from his eyes, and he felt as if his heart was ashes, and he wished he could die immediately.

Some baron-level disciples couldn't help but drew their swords and wiped their necks. It seemed that the world was full of despair and sorrow, and there was nothing worth caring about. They just wanted to die.

"Alas!" A sigh came from the cloud palace, and a strange force enveloped the entire Martial Arts Field, isolating the aura emanating from Lone Bamboo.

The Tiantian Palace disciples who drew their swords and killed themselves woke up in shock, and some of their pants were so frightened that they were wet.

In the Martial Arts Field, Gu Zhu's eyes were fixed on Han Sen, his aura became more and more terrifying, and his face became more and more ferocious.

Han Sen didn't expect that Gu Zhu's negative emotions were much more terrifying than he imagined, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If Gu Zhu couldn't bear the pressure and really drew his sword and committed suicide, even if the strong people from Tiantian Palace could save him, A complete breakdown of the mood is useless.

Han Sen only wanted to win, but he didn't want to ruin Lone Bamboo.

It's just that it's too late to stop now, he has aroused Gu Zhu's negative emotions, but he is powerless to suppress such negative emotions.

"Father, what's the situation now?" Even Yun Sushang couldn't help asking this time.

Yun Changkong looked dignified, and said slowly: "Han Sen's sword was too terrifying, it completely detonated Lone Zhu's negative emotions, and now Lone Zhu has a lot of demons, now there are only two possibilities, one is to defeat the demons and restore himself , the second possibility is to be bewitched by the inner demon and fall into a situation of eternal doom, either suicide or murder."

"Senior Brother Gu Zhu can persevere?" Qian Yuhe asked.

"Difficult!" Yun Changkong only said one word. 8)