The Descendant Self Sword trembled slightly, revealing half of its blade.
Then, a terrifying Sword-based Daoist Rhyme emanated, and a bright sword ray shot out from the blade.
The sword ray locked onto Murong Feiyu, making it hard for him to dodge.
"Not good!"
Murong Feiyu instantly made a decision. He unsheathed his longsword and unleashed his Daoist Rhyme, unleashing a wave of heat!
However, the sword ray tore through the wave of heat and landed on his body, tearing apart his spiritual energy barrier and sending him flying dozens of feet away.
"How is this possible?!" Murong Feiyu spat out a mouthful of blood as he lay on the ground with a pale face. His eyes were filled with horror.
Lan Yu glanced at him and shook her head. "This is only a third of Master's sword qi, yet you can't even handle it. What right do you have to challenge Master? Leave now. "
Lan Yu then carried the sheathed Descendant Self Sword and left.
"So this is the Murong clan's Honorable Swordsman? He's nothing special. "
"How pitiful. He came to challenge him, but he couldn't even handle half of his sword qi. This Chu Kuangren is really scary."
"Could it be that Murong Feiyu is too weak?"
"That's possible."
Murong Feiyu's expression turned uglier as he listened to the whispers around him. Moreover, he was defeated so easily without even seeing Chu Kuangren. The more he thought about it, the more indignant he felt.
"Stop right there! Leave your sword behind!"
Murong Feiyu yelled and leaped into the air. Sword-based Daoist Rhyme emanated from his body and formed a raging wave of fire towards Lan Yu.
However, Lan Yu's back was facing him at that moment.
The crowd could not help but curse at how shameless he was.
"Trying to steal the sword just because he can't win? How shameless."
"Is this how the Murong clan does sneak attacks?"
Some people closed their eyes as they could not bear to see a beauty like Lan Yu perish just like that.
However, at that moment, the Descendant Self Sword in Lan Yu's arms trembled and was unsheathed with a clang. An unparalleled sword ray was unleashed.
The sword qi contained a destructive Sword-based Daoist Rhyme that tore through the wave of fire.
A mist of blood exploded in the air!
Murong Feiyu was sliced in half by the sword ray.
With a buzzing sound, the Kunwu Sword returned to its scabbard. The sharp Sword Daoist Rhyme that filled the sky dissipated, and everything returned to normal.
If not for Murong Feiyu's corpse on the ground, everyone would have suspected that they were hallucinating.
"This is the remaining two-thirds of the Sword Qi. A sneak attack from the back is despicable. You deserve to die."
After Lan Yu finished speaking, he hugged his sword and left without looking back.
Everyone who had intended to watch a good show was stunned on the spot. They couldn't help but gasp in shock.
A single Sword Qi was used twice.
One-third to defeat a Supremacy, two-thirds to kill a Supremacy!
F * ck, what kind of operation is this?
It was too terrifying!
"Chu Kuangren hasn't even shown himself, but a single sword qi alone has such terrifying power. Just how powerful is he?"
"Too strong. Being ranked first in the Sword Spectrum isn't a joke."
"Awesome, awesome."
"Among all the sky-prides who came to the Hidden Sword Canyon this time, Chu Kuangren's strength is probably the strongest. How terrifying."
"I think so too."
The sword cultivators who were secretly observing were all very surprised.
They did not expect an Honorable to be easily killed by a single Sword Qi without even seeing Chu Kuangren's face.
This kind of strength was too shocking.
Inside a private room, the atmosphere was a little tense. Streaks of fine Sword Qi were moving around inside the room, destroying everything around it. Not a single wine glass or table was spared, and even the walls were slashed with sword marks.
These Sword Qi originated from a young man in the room.
This young man was wearing a long black robe. His black hair reached his waist, and his brows were long and narrow, making him look a little mean. At that moment, his face was filled with a gloomy expression.
"Chu Kuangren! How dare he kill my people! "
This person was Murong Feiyu's follower.
The Murong clan's Young Emperor, Murong Yu!
"Young Emperor, do you want to deal with this person now?" Behind Murong Yu, a grey-robed elder said with a cold gaze.
Murong Feiyu was a follower of Murong Yu, and the two of them had a good relationship. Now that he was killed, he also hated Chu Kuangren to the core.
"The Sword Gauntlet is about to open. I need to recuperate and prepare to attack the Sword Gauntlet. Revenge will have to wait."
Murong Yu gritted his teeth and said.
The Sword Gauntlet was of great importance. His clan's Sage once said that the last floor of the Sword Gauntlet hid a great Opportunity of Fortune.
Compared to that Opportunity of Fortune, revenge was insignificant.
"D * mn it, I wanted Feiyu to test Chu Kuangren's strength, but I didn't expect this to happen."
"This Chu Kuangren is really a strong opponent!"
Although Murong Yu hated him, he had to admit Chu Kuangren's strength. If they were to fight, he might not win.
"By the way, Young Emperor, there's another news."
"Speak."
"Someone saw the Murong clan's Third Young Master with Chu Kuangren. He's now a Daoist of the Black Heaven Sect."
Upon hearing that, Murong Yu's eyes were filled with surprise. He then sneered and said, "What an unexpected gain. I can't believe that bastard has gone to the Black Heaven Sect after so many years without any news."
"This trip to the Sword Gauntlet is getting more and more interesting."
…
The number of forces in the Hidden Sword Canyon was increasing.
Sword cultivators from the One Mountain, One Sect, and Two Families arrived one after another. Besides the four most famous swordsmanship forces, there were also representatives from other top-notch forces.
These sword cultivators gathered together. Although there were occasional conflicts, there were no major battles.
Everyone was waiting for the Sword Gauntlet to open.
Chu Kuangren had been idle for the past few days. After he killed Murong Feiyu, no one came to challenge him anymore.
Although there were occasionally arguments about him being ranked number one in the Hundred Sword Spectrum, it was not a big deal and did not affect him.
Boom!
On that day, a ray of sword qi suddenly shot up into the sky.
In an instant, the entire Hidden Sword Canyon trembled. The Daoist Rhymes in the countless sword marks trembled as if they were about to burst out from the sword marks.
All the sword cultivators sensed it and looked towards the direction of the Sword Gauntlet.
"The Sword Gauntlet is open!"
One by one, the cultivators rushed towards the Sword Gauntlet.
Most of the sword cultivators were repelled by an invisible force field when they got close to the Sword Gauntlet, unable to enter.
"What's going on?"
"Why can't I get in?"
Many people's expressions changed as they were shocked.
Some of the Honorables did not believe it and tried to break through the force field by force. However, they were blasted away by an invisible force.
"Heh, this is a barrier set up by a few Sages. How dare a mere Honorable try to break through it?" Someone could not help but sneer.
"It's a Sage?!"
"That's right. The Sages behind the One Mountain, One Sect, and Two Families are stopping us from entering the Sword Gauntlet. Every time the Sword Gauntlet opens, only thirty people are allowed to enter. How can they let small fries get their hands on it?"
A sword cultivator who knew the inside story sneered.
"This is too overbearing. Why can they occupy the Sword Gauntlet and not allow us to enter?" another sword cultivator said unhappily.
"Why? Because they're Sages! "
Everyone could not help but fall silent when they heard that.
Such was the way of the world. Being weak was a sin.
Only those with bigger fists could reason. Most mortals were like that, let alone the cultivators who valued strength.
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