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Chapter 79
As Yan Tingyun swung the Tianwen Sword in his hand, countless green lotuses with sword energy bloomed in this narrow space.

The fierce sword energy drew large and small scars on the surrounding walls.

Even with such intensive attacks, Li Mu's figure remained the same. He did not appear, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

"Space technique?" Chu Fan whispered on the stand, "That's a little troublesome."

As the last green lotus disappeared, Yan Tingyu's face turned pale.With the idea of ​​​​accomplishing all his efforts in one battle, the Qinglian Sword Qi just now had already mobilized half of the spiritual power in his body.His current strength is only half of his peak strength.

But his enemy still did not appear.

"Ready to die"?
Suddenly, a voice came from Yan Tingyun's ear.

The next moment, a short black blade came towards Yan Tingyun's eyebrows.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Yan Tingyun's body leaned back.Li Mu's body passed close to Yan Tingyun.

Landing on the ground, without any hesitation, Li Mu exerted force on his feet, and hit Yan Tingyun like an arrow.The long sword in his hand had long since disappeared, replaced by two short blades, a cold light flashed across the blade, and the two short blades were covered with blood.A blood groove on the sword body is connected to the black skull on the hilt, and the red eyes are made of human blood, which is strange and frightening.

The golden light bloomed on the body surface, and the two short blades pierced the golden light, but they couldn't move half a step forward.The rich golden light even clings to Li Mu's double blades, and when the black skeleton touched the golden light, it showed a frightened expression.

It turned out to be a living thing!
The monstrous blood energy was contributed by countless people's lives. The blood-red light formed a mist and attached to the double blades, opposing the golden light.

The sharp blade that was usually extremely sharp and could easily separate gold and break stones was suffering a lot under the golden light of Yan Tingyun's body.

Yan Tingyun was not so relaxed at the moment.

Although the shield was activated in time to block Li Mu's attack, Yan Tingyun, who was already empty just now, had already lost half a point in terms of spiritual power.In addition, Li Mu is at the Golden Core stage, and Yan Tingyun is only at the tenth stage of the Baodan stage.

In a war of attrition, Yan Tingyun is definitely not an opponent. If he wants to win, he can only win with a surprise move.

Over there, Li Mu saw that the attack was not effective, so he had to retreat.Returned to his original position.Although the space attribute exercises are powerful, they also consume a lot of spiritual and physical energy.If one blow fails, the next battle will not be easy.

Both sides are looking at each other.The golden light on Yan Tingyun's body surface dissipated. If the golden light continued, Li Mu would not need to attack at all. Soon after, he would lose the game due to exhaustion of spiritual energy.

For a moment, the field fell into silence, and both sides were racing against time to restore themselves to their best condition.

Time passed by every minute and every second.Thanks to the fact that there is no time limit for this big competition, otherwise the referee would have blown it down with the strength of the ink marks of the two of them.

Outside the arena, the supervising referee simply went ahead and even ordered a bowl of noodles.What is this scene?I just saw two bastards vying to admit defeat.

Half a moment later, on the field, the two stood up in tacit understanding at the same time.The momentum around him has returned to its best state.

The battle returned again, but it was a pity that the referee outside had to throw away the bowl of noodles before he finished eating.

"You don't look like a waste." Li Mu pointed the dagger at Yan Tingyun.

"Perhaps." Yan Tingyun was silent for a while.Before meeting the master, he was an out-and-out trash.

With a flash, the short blade in Li Mu's hand disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was less than one centimeter away from Yan Tingyun.

Bright yellow light lingered on the Tianwen Sword, and the short blade was swung open with one strike. Immediately afterwards, Yan Tingyun was kicked several meters away by Li Mu, and he almost left the field.

In terms of actual combat experience, how could Yan Tingyun, who had just stepped into the journey of cultivation, be the opponent of Li Mu, who had experienced many battles.In Zhao State, countless sect disciples who despised the royal family died on his two short knives.

There were bursts of humming from the Tianwen Sword, how could this arrogance of being the sword of the emperor through the ages be defeated by the short blade full of evil aura.

After thousands of years of existence, this emperor sword has already evolved a not weak spiritual consciousness.But at this moment, under the attack of the short skull blade, this wisp of spiritual consciousness finally came to life.

Yan Tingyun's body moved uncontrollably.A vague figure sitting in the Tianwen Sword made the same movement.

Since taking over Tianwen, Yan Tingyun has always had a feeling of difficulty when manipulating this peerless spiritual sword. Today, Tianwen sword seems to have a big gap with him. Whenever Yan Tingyun draws the sword out of its sheath, it always feels There will be an inexplicable resistance.

But now, this day Wenjian seemed to merge with Yan Tingyun, a set of unknown swordsmanship emerged in Yan Tingyun's mind, and then he used it based on his memory.

Li Mu, who was originally in an absolute advantage, struggled to resist this sword technique.Tianwenjian can always appear suddenly in unexpected places, and Yan Tingyun's figure is much faster than before, as if he has changed.

Daoist sword energy poured over Li Mu's short blade. The emperor's coercion was originally the restrainer of all evil auras in the world, and the skeleton on that short blade didn't even have the courage to touch the Heavenly Sword.

The imperial aura of Qiangu Yidi has long been attached to the Tianwen sword, and the red mist on the short blade gradually dissipates.

The lonely souls of nearly a thousand people who died unjustly screamed and escaped from the control of the short blade, and the emperor's energy slowly corroded Li Mu's short blade.

A tall figure appeared behind Yan Tingyun.

Black dragon robe, twelve sulfur emperor's crown, and the long sword in his hand has been unsheathed.

King Qin swept Liuhe, and the tiger looked at He Xiongzai!
The figure in the sky followed the swing of the Tianwen sword in Yan Tingyun's hand, revealing a complete set of sword skills in every move.

The huge black dragon lay quietly next to the figure, and its fiery dragon breath seemed to burn through the sky.

The advantage of the emperor's body appeared at this moment. The peerless emperor who belonged to the Chufan world recognized Yan Tingyun on the field, and the endless imperial energy was condensed on the Tianwen sword.In the future, Yan Tingyun's speed will not only increase ten times when he is practicing?
The emperor's figure gradually faded in the air. He didn't belong to this world at all, but was able to descend in this world because of some kind of opportunity.

A pair of deep eyes fixed on Chu Fan in the stands.

Get up and salute.

"Farewell to His Majesty the First Emperor" Chu Fan muttered silently.

The figure in the air nodded slightly. On Chu Fan, he felt the same breath as himself.

The black dragon followed its master with a mournful cry, and the true power of the Tianwen Sword in Yan Tingyun's hand was finally released.

But the remnant soul that once belonged to it has disappeared and can never come back.

The short blade that was glowing red was cut off, and the sharp blade rested tightly on Li Mu's neck.

"You lost!" Yan Tingyun said slowly.

A few drops of blood slid down the edge of the Tianwen Sword.

"Kill me," Li Mu begged bitterly.

Yan Tingyun hurriedly withdrew his sword, this was just a match, he had no desire to kill.

"Little devil, you deserve to die!" Just as Yan Tingyun was about to leave the stage, he sternly shouted.

Above the Zhao Guo stands, a tall figure came towards the field.

Zhao Guo, Julu Hou!
(End of this chapter)