Shenwu Evil Emperor

Chapter 350 The So-called Genius

Hearing Mu Changfeng's words, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yuchen's mouth.

"Mu Changfeng, in the restaurant, if you didn't agree with each other, you would strike out with your sword, but now you are saying these meaningless words here, it is clearly a sign of lack of confidence."

"Your state of mind is so unstable. Even if you have cultivated the realm of swordsmanship, you are only a little stronger than Wan Shanlie. With your strength, you dare to be arrogant. You know, this Xichuan County, There are many people who are more talented than you!"

Mu Changfeng's complexion suddenly sank, it was very ugly, every word Ling Yuchen said pierced into his heart like a sharp arrow.It can be said that every word punishes the heart.

Although the martial arts realm of this young man in green clothes is not as good as his, his strength is quite astonishing. Now, he must deal with it calmly.

"call!"

Thinking in this way, Mu Changfeng stopped arguing with words, snorted coldly, his body shook, and a powerful sword intent surged from his body. There are signs of being torn at any time.

The young men and women standing behind him immediately backed away, straight back into the crowd of onlookers.

At this time, the faces of these disciples of Yun Yizong were very ugly.When they were in the restaurant, they provoked Ling Yuchen verbally, and Mu Changfeng directly slashed at Ling Yuchen and the other four with his sword, but Ling Yuchen remained silent, extremely calm, and asked Chen Yuanshan and others to sit down and drink. At that time, they all thought Ling Yuchen It's timidity, cowardice.

But after seeing Ling Yuchen beheading Wan Shanlie with a single blow, they realized that Ling Yuchen's silence at that time was just disdain and disdain for them.

Originally, they all felt that as long as Mu Changfeng made a move, Ling Yuchen and the others would have a dead end.But now, they have strongly shaken this judgment.

In a head-on fight, they believed that Mu Changfeng could also defeat Wan Shanlie, but they would definitely not be able to kill him with a single blow, but Ling Yuchen did.Although this cannot prove that Ling Yuchen is better than Mu Changfeng, it can definitely prove that Ling Yuchen is at least qualified to compete with Mu Changfeng.

The disciples of the Yunyi Sect were all anxious. If Mu Changfeng beat Ling Yuchen, it would be fine. If Mu Changfeng lost, he might be able to leave safely, and they would most likely be beheaded by Ling Yuchen and the others. here.

Thinking of this, the disciples of Yun Yizong couldn't help but glanced at each other, and looked around, thinking about how to protect themselves.

At this time, Chen Yuanshan, Yan Shifan, and Shi Dun had already stripped Wan Shanlie of the four of them, feeling the increasingly powerful sword intent surging around Mu Changfeng, all of them looked dignified, and said in a deep voice: "Yuchen, be careful."

Ling Yuchen didn't turn his head back and made a sound, but nodded slightly in response. Facing Mu Changfeng with sword intent surging all over his body, the fighting spirit in his heart was raging.

After killing Wan Shanlie, his attention was always on Mu Changfeng, and he noticed Mu Changfeng's psychological changes from some clues.

Being able to stabilize his mind in such a short period of time, Mu Changfeng can be regarded as a genius warrior, much stronger than Wan Shanlie, who has only a false name.

"That's the best way. The stronger Mu Changfeng is, the more likely I will pass this battle and reach a state of subtlety."

Ling Yuchen squinted his eyes, and realized that the sword intent around Mu Changfeng had condensed to a considerable extent. He dispersed the demon sword, and at the same time drew out the spirit snake sword. He stepped forward suddenly, and a strong killing intent emanated from him. After rushing out of his body, the Spirit Snake Sword glowed with a gloomy sword light, and the overwhelming sword energy shot towards Mu Changfeng ferociously, like ten thousand swords firing at once, the sword force was quite terrifying.

Although his swordsmanship is not as good as Mu Changfeng's, he is only one step away from cultivating into a subtle state. Therefore, he used the Spirit Snake Sword to cast the golden thunder fingering technique to attack Mu Changfeng, intending to use this battle to hone his skills. His own swordsmanship has been cultivated into a subtle state.

As soon as the sword came out, there was a lot of atmosphere, making everyone onlookers feel chilly all over, as if at least one of the sword aura that filled the sky was aimed at him.

Compared with the Qian Huan Beng Mie Zhan that killed Wan Shanlie just now, this sword is indistinguishable!

Sensing this incomparably sharp sword force, Mu Changfeng's sword-like brows were also slightly frowned. At this time, Ling Yuchen's strength was stronger than before. Xi's sword intent was suppressed for a moment.

"This kid didn't use his full strength to fight Wan Shanlie!"

Mu Changfeng was slightly startled. However, as a sword cultivator, the most important thing is to go forward and defeat the enemy with one sword. Even if the opponent is very strong, he must fight with the sword!
Ling Yuchen's strength also aroused his fighting spirit. Mu Changfeng was able to comprehend the subtlety of swords because of his love for swordsmanship and diligent practice. He earned it through his hard work. Although he is arrogant, his martial arts talent is extremely powerful and cannot be doubted.

As his heart moved at will, the sword intent surging around Mu Changfeng burst out like a blowout, colliding with the thousands of sword energy that struck.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of explosions sounded immediately, and the central area where the two faced each other was completely enveloped by Yuan Qi. On the ground paved with bluestone slabs, narrow and long cracks appeared, criss-crossing and shocking.

Mu Changfeng flicked his right hand lightly, a white light flashed, and the Hantian sword appeared in his hand. Under the sunlight, the Hantian sword shone like ice.

"A high-grade spiritual weapon, the Cold Sky Sword!"

Seeing Han Tianjian, many people's eyelids trembled.

"Chen Yu, although you are very strong, you are worse than me."

After shattering Ling Yuchen's blow just now, Mu Changfeng's confidence has also increased a lot. Now that Han Tianjian is in his hand, his whole body's aura is only a few points stronger, and he once again has that kind of arrogance to the world.

"I, Mu Changfeng, practiced swords at the age of six. I read many sword secrets in Yun Yizong, self-educated and realized, integrated many sword books into one, created my own sword techniques, realized the meaning of swords, and cultivated to a subtle state, defeating Yun Yi. Zong's countless fellow disciples, as well as many Xichuan geniuses, have achieved today's name. Now, I will use my own swordsmanship to deal with you. If you can die under my sword, you should die in peace." Mu Changfeng slowly Said.

The crowd watching from a distance couldn't help but secretly nodded.Self-awareness of sword intent, cultivation to a subtle state, and self-created swordsmanship, all these are enough to prove that Mu Changfeng is a genius and strong martial artist, and the young man in green clothes should not be able to compare with him.

"You are showing off this in front of me, just to further strengthen your confidence. I have just said that you are not in a state of mind, so what can you do if you have cultivated into a subtle state?" Ling Yuchen said with a sneer: "Shoot, let me see You brag about how powerful your self-created swordsmanship is!"

Although the words were very contemptuous, but facing Mu Changfeng, Ling Yuchen did not relax in the slightest. He opened his consciousness and locked Mu Changfeng firmly.

"Hmph, you will soon know how stupid it is to be arrogant in front of me."

Mu Changfeng said coldly, stepping out with one step, the sword intent surging around his body actually gathered together.

The sword is subtle!

"Snow Moon!"

Mu Changfeng whispered, and the Han Tianjian emitted a round of sword light in the air, the sword light was like a moon, exuding icy sword energy, floating out.

In the void, snowflakes suddenly fell, flying all over the sky, beautiful and beautiful, and the artistic conception of ice and snow as cold and chilling filled the entire space.

In just a moment, the center of the battle was covered by snowflakes all over the sky, and Mu Changfeng's figure also disappeared from the spot, no one knew where.

This pose is full of icy moods, and even Mu Changfeng himself has blended into this icy world. The subtleties make this pose full of ever-changing and unpredictable.

This style is the proud work of Mu Changfeng's self-created swordsmanship. Under normal circumstances, using this move, warriors in the same situation can be killed directly, even warriors who are three or four stars stronger than him, can't do it. Dodge his attacks.

Now, using this style with the high-grade spiritual tool Han Tianjian, the power is doubled, which is why he bought the Han Tianjian at all costs.

"The boy is dead."

"There is no solution to this pose. Mu Changfeng is really powerful, and Wan Shanlie is far behind him."

The onlookers saw the scene at the center of the battle, and their hearts trembled. They had never heard of this kind of swordsmanship, and they had never seen it before.

And that group of young men and women from the Yunyi Sect looked relieved when they saw Ling Yuchen covered in the snowflakes all over the sky. They had all seen Mu Changfeng's move before, and witnessed Mu Changfeng's move to kill the eighth master of the ancient realm. Star powerhouse, in their opinion, the young man in the green shirt in the arena must not be able to block this illusory to the extreme sword style.

At the center of the battle, snowflakes were still flying all over the sky, and Ling Yuchen was in it, unmoved, just holding the Spirit Snake Sword tightly, not even a slight change in the frequency of breathing.

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply, and stabbed out the long sword in his hand like a snake coming out of a hole.

"Crack!"

A light sound came out immediately, causing everyone's pupils to shrink suddenly.

"what happened!"

Seeing the scene at the center of the battle clearly, many people's hearts trembled fiercely. At this moment, Ling Yuchen was still standing on the same spot, but turned in a different direction. About five meters in front of him, Mu Changfeng appeared A look of shock on his face.

The Han Tianjian in Mu Changfeng's hand was already aimed at Ling Yuchen, but Han Tianjian's movement was blocked by a dingy long sword, and it was Ling Yuchen's Spirit Snake Sword that blocked it.

"How did this young man in green shirt do it?"

Everyone also showed shock. No one knew how Ling Yuchen sensed that Mu Changfeng was in that direction and accurately intercepted Han Tianjian.

"how is this possible!"

Mu Changfeng couldn't help muttering, the cold sky sword was blocked, the wind and snow all over the sky disappeared in an instant, and everything returned to the moment before he took out the sword.

His proud sword technique, Xueyue, was cracked!

(End of this chapter)