Supreme God Emperor

Duan Yifei was originally the best at swordsmanship. He never made swords, but also to hide his trump cards.

But now, it can't be hidden.

Mu Yun's strength was beyond his imagination.

"It turned out to be a sword..."

Mu Yun didn't panic either.

Waving one hand.

In an instant, there was a clang, suddenly sounded.

Duan Yifei's whole person, suddenly retreated.

In Mu Yun's hand, a long sword appeared at this moment.

"You also use a sword?"

Duan Yifei was taken aback at this moment.

He didn't expect that Mu Yun also used a sword!

"If that's the case, let's have a good fight."

Duan Yifei became wary.

"No need!"

At this moment, Mu Yun had already understood Duan Yifei's strength.

To be honest, Duan Yifei's power of blood and soul is much weaker than him.

Although his realm is higher than him, his strength is indeed weaker than him.

Mu Yun was even less worried about fighting swordsmanship.

Nowadays, the intermediate swordsmanship will show more and more powerful power as the realm improves.

"Ten God Emperor Sword Art! Three Emperors Slash!"

Mu Yun shot out with a sword.

boom! ! !

Duan Yifei's face turned pale at the moment with a deep cracking sound, and his whole person staggered.

As the figure retreated, Duan Yifei secretly swallowed the sweet smell of his tongue.

"Brother pastor is great, I am willing to bow down!"

One move, although it didn't hit him hard, but it was high and low.

His swordsmanship, under Muyun's swordsmanship, is completely unsupported at all!

The gap is too big!

Mu Yun didn't talk nonsense, he arched his hands.

The test is over again.

Up to this moment, Mu Yun still hadn't noticed the oppressiveness of any opponent.

Mu Yun understood that he had really become stronger.

In the past few years, it has not relied on swallowing too much, nor has it relied on the flow of time, just a few years.

He is undergoing earth-shaking changes all the time.

What is it?

Zhutian map?

Or is it tempering the heaven and earth furnace?

Mu Yun didn't know.

The third competition is over.

Mu Yun returned to the field and realized it carefully.

After these few games, although he didn't get much temper, he could think of many shortcomings after seeing the moves of Lu Feng, Yang Shuo, and Duan Yifei.

Those shortcomings are also fatal when they fall on oneself.

But now, seeing their shortcomings, they can evade themselves.

Mu Yun gradually stabilized.

During the match in the field, Mu Yun waited on the sidelines, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Several people around saw it and couldn't help laughing.

What is the use of embracing Buddha's feet now?

Mu Yun ignored it.

Sometimes a little bit of enlightenment, if carefully understood, can become the key point of a breakthrough.

The third competition took a long time.

After all, eighty to forty is a rare opportunity.

Now, it is worth fighting for.

Time gradually passed.

In the end, the forty disciples finally made a decision.

This time, the recovery time given by the sect was also much longer.

The forty disciples, looking at them at this moment, are all six-fu-organs divine realm disciples, and among the disciples of Dijun, they are all famous figures.

There are also a few people who are not well-known, but how can they be the simple ones who can reach this step.

At this moment, Qin Chen is more eye-catching!

Qin Chen, the Five-Fu Divine Realm of Earth Lord, appeared here at this moment, it was so strange!

In the crowd, several figures gathered together.

A young man with long wavy hair smiled and said: "Yan Qian, Jiang Shiping, that is the pavilion master's personal disciple, and he will be our pavilion master in the future. This time, if you lose to him, you won't be wronged!"

"Zhu Chen, are you going to lose if you want to lose?"

The plain-looking young man smiled and said, "We don't want to lose!"

"Besides, I don't know if I can meet or not!"

At this moment, several people looked at Mu Yun with completely joking eyes.

Next, forty enters twenty.

Twenty into ten.

After that, the remaining 30 disciples who did not get the quota of 40 disciples challenged the ten people in the ring at will.

Zongmen is also for maximum fairness.

Yan Qian, Jiang Shiping, and Zhu Chen are all in the Six-Fu Divine Realm, and they can step into the Heavenly Sovereign Realm with almost one foot on the door.

Facing Mu Yun at this moment, the three really did not regard Mu Yun as opponents.

After all, Mu Yun is only the Five-Fu Divine Realm.

Not to mention when Mu Yun reached the Liufu Divine Realm.

Even if Mu Yun reaches the Liufu Divine Realm, it is not that simple to reach the Heavenly Sovereign Realm.

"The fourth game begins!"

Following the elder's announcement, the forty disciples walked towards the center one by one at this moment.

Forty disciples, twenty were selected.

This time, everyone will go all out.

The draw is over.

Each walks to its own arena.

Mu Yun came to an arena at this moment.

Waiting for a moment, a figure fell to the ring.

"Jing Fansheng!"

The man looked at Mu Yun with a trace of contempt.

Chi Guoguo, without any concealed contempt.

"Mu Yun!"

Two figures, looking at each other.

Jing Fansheng slowly said: "I don't care who you are, and the test is to go all out. If you die, don't blame me!"

"So, if you are dead, don't blame me?"

Mu Yun asked back.

Jing Fansheng was taken aback for a moment, but then he sneered.

Mu Yun was even more funny at this moment.

If this guy is polite, that's fine.

Wait a breath!

It seems to be a waste of time to compete with him.

In the impression, he didn't know this person.

Jing Fansheng sneered and said, "If you weren't a disciple of the pavilion master, would you be able to get to where you are today?"

"Others let you, I won't!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you."

Mu Yun didn't have a good air.

After talking for a long time, this guy thought that Mu Yun could get to the top forty, relying on the title of the pavilion master disciple, other disciples didn't dare to mess with him?

This guy is too naive, right?

The patron disciple is very precious.

However, the quota of Liangyi Plate is even more precious.

Those disciples, if they have the opportunity to practice in the two instruments disc, they will surely be able to make progress and go one step further to reach the realm of Heavenly Monarch.

At that time, in the Liangyi Pavilion, that would be a rare existence.

For the disciples who offend the pavilion master, these disciples of the landlord pay more attention to the practice of Liangyipan, okay?

Keng!

There was a clanging sound, and Jing Fansheng acted directly.

The long mace in his hand is smashed out at this moment, the two maces are shouting together, the wind is hunting.

Mu Yun was also welcome, with a long sword in his hand.

The sword in his hand is called the Ten God Sword, which matches the Ten God Emperor Sword Art.

The sword came out, and the wind screamed.

Mu Yun was murderous.

boom……

For a moment, a roar sounded.

Long sword and double mace.

Jing Fansheng's attack, at this moment, was full of power, almost suppressing Mu Yun.

"Don't admit it? The Five-Fu Divine Realm, at this point, it's not bad. If you meet me Jing Fansheng, then don't think I can release water for you."

"You too value yourself!"

"Give me water?"

"I won't give you water, it's not bad!"

Mu Yun sneered, and became murderous.

"Ten God Emperor Sword Art, Three Emperors Slash!"

In an instant, a sword was cut out, and three sword seals were superimposed.

Keng Keng Keng...

Jing Fansheng held a double mace and forcibly received three sword prints, stepped back, but was not traumatized.

"Is that enough?"

Jing Fansheng sneered.

"Who said this!"

Mu Yun swung his sword out again.

"Five Emperors Slash!"

Suddenly, the sword came out again.

boom……

Once again, Jing Fansheng was repelled.

At this moment, there was a trace of solemnity on Jing Fansheng's face.

Mu Yun was much better than he thought.

"Come again!"

Mu Yun didn't stop at this moment, with one sword, he shot out again.

"Seven Emperors Slash!"

In an instant, the seven sword seals condense at this moment.

The seven sword seals were superimposed, and murderous aura floated.

Keng Keng's voice kept ringing, Jing Fansheng's arms were numb, and his face was pale.

The elders who watched the battle had a solemn expression at the moment.

Mu Yun is... out of anger!

But having said that, at this point, how can it be a simple generation?

It's strange that Mu Yun was so underestimated by Jing Fansheng that he didn't get angry!

However, Mu Yun's such powerful ultimate move burst out one after another, which consumes a lot of money.

I am afraid that Jing Fansheng is also waiting for Mu Yun to fight back when he is exhausted. At that time, Mu Yun is afraid that he will suffer a big loss.

If you are not careful, you are very likely to lose!

"kill!"

A low drink, sounded at this moment.

Jing Fansheng waved his double mace, and rushed out in an instant during Mu Yun's pause.

boom……

The double mace cut out, two mace marks, suddenly flashed out at this moment, directly blasting Mu Yun's chest.

"How about being bothered by you?"

Mu Yun sneered and stepped forward.

Bang...

A deep burst sounded, Mu Yun's chest, abruptly withstood a blow from Jing Fansheng, his expression unchanged.

This time, Jing Fansheng was completely stunned.

Mu Yun was actually able to stand his attack straightly.

"ended!"

Mu Yun snorted at this moment.

"Ten God Emperor Sword Art, Ten Emperor Slash!"

In an instant, Mu Yun cut out with a sword, and ten sword prints were superimposed.

Aside, the elder spectator's face was solemn.

With the Ten God Emperor Sword Art, Mu Yun can cultivate to the tenth cut, this sword art can be said to be great.

The Five-Fu Divine Realm, and the Six-Fu Divine Realm, are almost invincible.

And Mu Yun is not a general five-organs **** realm.

Now, Mu Yun still feels full of source power.

The elder watching the battle has a solemn expression at the moment.

Pavilion Lord, really didn't misunderstand the person.

It's rare for the realm to be so solid.

Ten sword seals were cut down, and the sound of bang bang bang continued to sound.

By the eighth way, Jing Fansheng was already unable to raise his double mace to resist.

"Mu Yunsheng!"

At this moment, the elder appeared and stopped the last two sword cuts.

Cut it down again, Jing Fansheng will die!

"Humph!"

Mu Yun looked at Jing Fansheng and hummed: "Don't underestimate your opponent, you have not yet underestimated anyone!"

Abandoning these words, Mu Yun left directly.

Jing Fansheng's face was red at the moment, a mouthful of blood spewed out, his breath was instantly wilted, and he fell to the ground.

The elder couldn't help saying: "Is it a mortal who can reach this level? Jing Fansheng, you have to reflect on it!"

Jing Fansheng didn't say much.

But my heart was shocked.

He originally thought that Mu Yun was able to go to the present, his own strength is indeed capable, but more is that those disciples, who dare not use strong, really make Mu Yun ugly.

To make Mu Yun ugly is to make the pavilion master ugly.

But who would have thought that Mu Yun was really so domineering!