The sword of crossing the sky

Chapter 99

"Oh, your nonsense is sharper than your swordsmanship." Su Mu stretched out his hand and held the Wushuang sword in his hand. He looked at Murong Wenlin with deep eyes, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

In the duel between masters, momentum is the most important thing. The two sides clashed with each other, and the momentum did not give way.

At the same time, their respective sword intents continued to rise, colliding fiercely and confronting each other on the ring.

Before the sword comes out, the intention is determined first, thousands of changes are fleeting.The heavy coercion, the blade has not yet touched, the sword intent has moved at will, and the confrontation is endless.The dissipated sword intent and sword energy cut the ring into scars, making it unsightly.

In an instant, the wind moved, the clouds moved, the people moved, the sword moved, and Wushuang faced An Hui.

The tip of Murong Wenlin's sword was dangling, neither in front nor behind. It was a gray shadow, and the real sword was hidden inside, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Wushuang sword rises, pierces the sky and flies away, evolves into a sword wheel, sticks to the tip of the sword, breaks the shadows and disperses the void, and faces the dark light hidden in the gray shadows.

The move was fruitless, Murong Wenlin flicked his wrist, turned into a simple and ingenious move, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Su Mu's heart.

Wushuang Sword retreated in time, and the sword body blocked the tip of the Dark Glory Sword at the critical moment, and then the sword deflected, taking away the power of the Dark Glory Sword.Su Mu stepped forward and raised his sword to stab Murong Wenlin in the throat.

Although An Hui's sword was taken away, Murong Wenlin didn't feel flustered, his expression was concentrated, as soon as An Hui retracted, the hilt of the sword arrived in time, knocked on Wushuang's sword tip, causing it to deflect.Then the long sword was swung down, and the tip of the sword changed again. With the cold reflection of the sun, it was always a phantom, and there were phantoms everywhere, making it difficult to detect and understand.

Su Mu's eyes are solemn, this sword has many changes, if he can't grasp every phantom, every change, it is very likely that he will be defeated.

He was obviously in a desperate situation, but the corners of Su Mu's mouth were lightly raised, his long-lost blood was burning, and he was full of fighting spirit.

The Wushuang sword moves according to the mind, and the Piaomiao swordsmanship is easy to grasp. It is true and mysterious, and the sword transforms into thousands. It can deal with every phantom and every change without any difference.

The points of the swords faced each other, like the point of a needle facing a wheat awn, they did not give in at all, the counter-shock force made both sides back a few steps, bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

"It's interesting." Murong Wenlin held Anhui in his hand, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, showing an expression of great interest.

"You're not bad either." Su Mu raised his Wushuang sword and raised his sword to kill Murong Wenlin.

Su Mu made the first attack with his sword, Murong Wenlin raised his sword to meet him.

The two sides fought together again, and saw that Murong Wenlin's sword was as elegant and light as a feather, and as heavy as Mount Tai, with flowers like brocades, but also from complex to simple, immeasurably powerful and hard to match.

Despite this, Su Mu's fighting spirit remained undiminished, and he faced up to the difficulties. He took one move after another with his misty swordsmanship. For a moment, the arena was filled with silver light, and in the blink of an eye, he had received hundreds of moves.

"Let's stop here!" Murong Wenlin seemed to be impatient, a huge sword energy, with unparalleled sword intent, slashed head-on, smashing all illusory tricks.

This move was so sudden, Su Mu hastily raised his sword to resist, although he blocked the tip of the dark sword, he was attacked by the sword intent, and at the same time there was a law of heaven and earth hidden in it, the internal organs were severely injured, as if displaced.

The corner of Su Mu's mouth kept overflowing with blood, and his right hand held the Wushuang sword tremblingly. He knew that he was still not as good as Murong Wenlin in front of him with only the realm of swordsmanship. Would he just admit defeat?

No, Su Mu gripped the Wushuang sword tightly, it was too early to say defeat at this moment!
What's more, I still have this blood in my heart, this fighting spirit, this joyful feeling, how can I give up easily.

"Very good, this looks a bit like a swordsman." Seeing the burning fighting spirit in Su Mu's eyes, Murong Wenlin sighed softly.

Then he raised the Anhui Sword, turned the sword body, and the majestic and incomparable sword intent gathered on the sword body, and a sharp and cold sword light shot straight into the sky.Different from the gray sword light before, this time the sword light is bright, bright and dazzling.

Non-Hui Jian Jing, the sword splits the sun and the moon!
Under the pressure of the huge sword light, countless cold and sharp sword qi followed, carrying Kai Jiuxiao, splitting the majestic spirit of the sun and the moon towards Su Mu.

"One sword is silent!"

"Sword Nine - Reincarnation!"

"The water clouds shake the sun and the sky!"

With such an imposing sword, Su Mu dared not neglect it, he formed a formation with a thought, opened the formation with his mind, and combined three swords.

The Three Swords is based on the formation of the three talents of heaven, earth and man, combined with the three swords, and evolves into an endless, immeasurable and flawless three-talent sword formation.

"Su Mu, are you playing tricks like this, are you teasing me?"

Although the Three Talents Sword Formation has immeasurable momentum and infinite power, in Murong Wenlin's eyes, it looks like a poor tailor who sews pieces of good fabric together. It looks extremely bluffing, but it is actually useless.

Such a sword is really unsightly, not as good as the previous sword Ten Heavens Burial.

The majestic and pure sword light carried Murong Wenlin's anger, and slashed down in anger, two points with one sword.

Even if it was as powerful as the Sancai Sword Formation, it could not withstand the slightest, and was broken by a sword. Although Su Mu summoned the Qingfeng Sword in time and tried his best to block the huge sword light, he was still split by the sword's intention and dispersed. The three sword intents around him also dissipated endlessly at this moment.

Pfft, the injury was too severe this time, Su Mu couldn't help but spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It seems that the outcome has been decided." Bai Gaoyi, the leader of the Feihui lineage, said with emotion. At first, he was optimistic about Murong Wenlin's swordsmanship talent, so he made an exception and passed on the Feihui Sword Sutra of the Feihui lineage to Murong who came to seek advice. Wen Lin, otherwise how could he learn the secret method inheritance of non-Hui lineage as a great elder.

Ye Yushu frowned slightly. It's a pity that Murong Wenlin's talent is too evil, not inferior to his own. Although he is also very optimistic about him, he is a member of the Great Elder after all.

Although Su Mu's talent is also extraordinary, but after all, he is still young and has little experience, otherwise he might not be able to surpass Murong Wenlin.

While Su Mu's body was seriously injured, his heart felt as if he had been slashed severely. The sword array that he studied painstakingly was broken in an instant, and it was useless and useless.

Could it be that I was wrong and that this road would never work?But why did Master still say that he had found the right direction?Why encourage yourself to continue studying and find your own path to kendo?

Where did he go wrong, Su Mu fell into deep self-doubt, and the memories of the past also emerged.

"Su Mu, your idea is very good. Use the formation to fuse the will, so as to use a more powerful sword move. But you have to remember that the sword is the root, and it can only be fused, not combined! Fusion is extremely powerful , together it is useless to repel each other."

"Su Mu, the core of the formation of our lineage is actually a fusion character, which integrates the power of all things to form a formation, but all things in the world, if they have mutual growth, they also have mutual restraint. If you don’t have the potential, you will destroy your own way.”

"Fusion, mutual generation, impermanence and indetermination, formless and formless..." At this moment, Su Mu's eyes were clear, transparent and clear.

"That's it, that's it. I understand!"

Su Mu's figure was straight, his eyes were clear, and he pierced people's hearts. The four scattered swords were instantly recalled to the Xuanyu sword box.

"Murong Wenlin, take this sword from me!"

Wuying Wushuang, the two swords soared up at the same time, Wuji Sword Intent and Piaomiao Sword Intent entangled and merged with each other, and finally a horrifying sword intent rose from the sky, covering the entire Luofu Mountain.

"Moke has one sword, one sword is boundless!"

The sword light traversed the sky, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, illusory, formless, formless, and impermanent, the sword slashed down vertically with Mo Ke's boundless extreme intention, and hit Murong Wenlin directly.

This sword seems to have infinite uses, useless and infinite, and it seems to have no limit because of emptiness, so the sword light has no form, impermanence, and endless.

　To be honest, it's really uncomfortable to be in full view, hey.Ask for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)