The sword of crossing the sky

Chapter 294 Qianliu's True Face

At this time, Zhang Houju exuded a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere, and the words he said made people feel creepy.

Su Mu frowned slightly, the aura was familiar, but he had never seen it before. On one side of his body, he avoided a black and red long sword in time. The black and red long sword, tilting his head slightly, dodged a black and red long sword that was coming straight to the throat.

"Nice dance."

Zhang Houju grinned, and hundreds of black and red long swords rose into the air behind him, and then rushed towards Su Mu like locusts.

"Hundred controls and thousands of streams!"

Control a hundred swords with one line, turn a hundred swords into a thousand streams!

This is the taboo secret technique of Zhang Jiawei's prison-controlled swordsmanship, and the hundred-controlling thousand-flow of Megatron East China Sea.

Although Zhang Houyu's skill can only control hundreds of black and red long swords with one line, it is far less than the legendary state of controlling thousands of swords with ten thousand swords fighting for invincibility, but the momentum is also huge and extraordinary.

These are real swords, and they are also specially made divine swords. Hundreds of soldiers' real Hell Divine Swords are unleashed, covering the sky and covering the earth. This kind of sword control technique has never been heard or seen before.

With a stroke of his hand, the Yunxiao Sword, which evolved into a long river of sword energy, came to Su Mu's right hand with a leap. As for the disappearance of the long river of sword energy, as well as Duanhuo Mingyan and others, Su Mu had already forgotten about it.

It is rare to see this kind of peerless sword control technique that can be compared to the sword control technique. Su Mu is delighted to see the hunting heart, and a surge of fighting spirit rises up, and the blood is boiling. As for other things, it is no longer important. Zhang Houyu, only this overwhelming rain of divine swords.

Hold the sword in your right hand, draw a virtual circle and then horizontally in front of your eyes, point your left hand together to form a sword, the sword seedling in the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows is constantly shaking, and the pure sword intent is continuously condensed on the tip of the sword in your left hand, lightly rubbing the sword body, and the pure sword intent Converging on the sword body of Yunxiao.

While the sword intent was surging, countless sharp sword auras resembling Yunxiao swords continued to divide, circle, and interweave around Su Mu. The sword bone of Su Mu in the center of the sword aura was proud and extraordinary.

"Sword Eleven - Nirvana!"

The eight moves reciprocate without falling into reincarnation.Unborn and immortal, Nirvana will appear by itself!

From one sword, ten thousand swords follow!

Su Mu was alone with his sword, and without hesitation, he rushed his sword into the sharp and huge rain of divine swords, and behind him there were countless sharp sword auras, and they rushed into the rain of divine swords resolutely.

when!when!Ding!Ding!Ding!
The full power of the Yunxiao Sword is invincible and rampant, even the Divine Sword Black Prison is hard to stop, not to mention the countless sharp sword energy constantly impacting and slashing, and Su Mu has already pierced the divine sword in less than a few breaths. The rain of swords came to Zhang Houyu.

His gaze was cold, facing the empty-handed Zhang Houyu, Su Mu had no compassion, but Yun Xiaojian castrated more urgently and faster.

The Nirvana sword style in Piaomiao swordsmanship can be called the perfect sword move that studies the limit of manpower, and it is also the most powerful move among the peerless swordsmanship in Su Mu's body. With the blessing of multiple aspects, the power of this swordsmanship Has broken through the shackles of the realm, and truly reached the master realm.

Not to mention Zhang Houyu's horrified reaction, many Donghai fighters who watched the battle were all shocked and dazed. I don't know how many times they stared in a daze at the majestic and peerless sword style piercing through the earth-shattering Excalibur Rain, and then the momentum continued unabated. Kill Zhang Hou prison.

How could there be such a magnificent and resplendent swordsmanship in this world? !
The cloud-white long sword imprinted into Zhang Houyu's blood-red pupils was mighty and murderous, as if he had nowhere to hide and was sure to die.

The corners of his lips pursed, it was normal for such a magnificent and unparalleled swordsmanship to break through the first layer of hundreds of controls and thousands of streams.

At the next moment when the Yunxiao Sword pierced through, Zhang Houju hooked his fingers lightly, and smiled brightly, with an indescribably evil charm.

"What is a thousand streams? One! Only one!"

pressed!
There was a trembling in the air, and hundreds of black and red long swords merged into one. In an instant, a black prison sword as thin as a cicada's wing flew back in the air, and slammed into the Yunxiao sword with a piercing scream.

Ding!
The Yunxiao sword, which had already become a sword, seemed to be unaffected, but Su Mu knew that the direction had been deviated. This sword might not be able to kill Zhang Houyu. Sure enough, although the Yunxiao sword penetrated Zhang Houyu's left chest, it could But it passed by the heart.

However, the majestic sword intent and sword energy rushed in, stirring up countless blood.

Although this sword did not kill Zhang Houyu, it also seriously injured Zhang Houyu.

"What a pity, what a pity!"

There was blood in the corner of Zhang Houyu's mouth. Although he was seriously injured, he still looked at Su Mu with a smile, raised his fingers slightly, and the black prison sword inserted obliquely rose vertically, splitting into five black prison swords, and the sword was winding The twists and turns pierced through the hearts of Feng Gaochao and others who had never evaded in the astonished eyes of countless people.

This sword was so sudden and fast that it succeeded in one strike and the attack was successful.

Standing aside earlier, stunned by the scene of Su Mu's sword seriously injuring Zhang Houyu, Feng Gaochao spoke coldly, and Duanhuo said clearly that the three of them never thought that Zhang Houyu would actually kill them.

Even Hui Nu and Zheng Yun, who had been wrestling with Mu Ziyao and Shangguan Fusheng, were unsuspectingly pierced through the heart by the two black prison swords from behind.

The five people stared angrily at the Hei Prison Excalibur that pierced through their hearts, and fell to the ground dead with mixed expressions of disbelief and hatred.

This scene was really astonishing. Countless Donghai warriors watching the battle were noisy and unbelievable. Except for the Patriarchs of the Bai family and the Zhang family, the other four patriarchs all stared in shock, and the Patriarch of the Zhang family didn't say much, just looked Complicatedly looking at Zhang Houju who was laughing evilly in the arena.

In the end, he still failed. At this time, Zhang Houyue is probably no longer Zhang Houyue, a descendant of the Zhang family.

Taking a few steps back with the sword, Zhang Houyu's face was half grim and half painful, but the corners of his mouth were split open, raising a frightening arc, and his laughter was piercing and sharp, extremely unpleasant.

Something was wrong, something was wrong, the alarm bells in Su Mu's heart suddenly rang, and he rushed forward without even thinking about it!
boom!
A black and red sword that was more than ten feet long swung down, creating a deep crack where Su Mu was standing. Even with the thickness of ice, it was in danger of being split into two.

The corners of Su Mu's eyes twitched. Is this sword real? !
Su Mu subconsciously looked at Mu Ziyao who was not far away with a puzzled and horrified expression, jumped straight to Mu Ziyao, stopped Mu Ziyao's slender waist with one hand, and then shouted loudly at Shangguan Fusheng who was not far away : "Brother Shangguan, get out of here!"

As he said that, he threw Mu Ziyao directly to the sea outside the ring, Shangguan Fusheng was stunned and ran towards the direction where Mu Ziyao fell.

After doing all this, Su Mu suddenly turned around and set up the Cloud Sword.

when!
A black and red giant sword nearly two feet long was suddenly pressed down, making Su Mu's figure shorter. The deep ice under his feet shattered and scattered, and thick cracks continued to scatter in all directions. Signs of falling apart.

Pfft, the sudden heavy blow made Su Mu spit out a mouthful of blood, the sky tilted, and he removed the black and red giant sword. Su Mu took a few steps back coldly, holding the sword to guard against the almost crazy Zhang Houyu.

"Hahaha, a thousand streams will return to one, and I will never return to my life. I will be a prison!"

Zhang Houju laughed wildly, and the black and red giant sword that was originally two feet long expanded again, and now it is about three feet long. This kind of change is really unimaginable and unbelievable.

But at this moment Su Mu saw from the corner of his eye that the five black and red long swords pierced into the five people had not been drawn out, and the five people seemed to have lost some weight.

The proud white figure not far away kept his expression unchanged, looking at Su Mu with a half-smile.

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