I have abandoned my sword for many years. "Facing Yu Wen Feng's question, Mu Zixuan answered indifferently.
"Abandon — sword —?" Yu Wen Feng's eyes were blank. A person who had sacrificed everything to the sword couldn't understand the meaning of abandoning the sword.
"That's right. I have lost my righteous heart. I swear I will never use the sword again!"
"Abandon — sword —!" Yu Wen Feng understood. Suddenly, his sword intent pressed forward. He pointed at Mu Zixuan's forehead like a sword. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who allowed you to abandon your sword? Did I allow it?!"
Air waves exploded along with the angry roar. The swords around them buzzed in fear. The Sword God, who had always been quiet, was now like an enraged lion. His hair and beard danced in the wind and his sword intent expanded.
"Headmaster!" Ce Tian Ji and the others were shocked. When they were facing Gongzi Ling, they could still calmly watch Mu Zixuan's performance. It was because they knew Mu Zixuan had predicted Gongzi Ling's arrival and had a countermeasure. However, no one had expected Yu Wen Feng's arrival, and his rage was even more of a variable. The people were afraid that something would happen to Mu Zixuan and wanted to stop him. But they heard a voice, "Draw your sword!"
Yu Wen Feng glared at Mu Zixuan. His sword aura exploded and shot in all directions. The people of Si Tiantai who were close to him were instantly blown away by the sword aura. Mu Zixuan was also forced back by the sword aura. He said helplessly, "Things remain the same, but people have changed. Sword God, why do you force it?"
Mu Zixuan also figured out where the Sword God's anger came from. More than ten years ago, when he was only a little more than ten years old, Gu Jian Sheng and Yu Wen Feng had brought him to the side to discuss swordsmanship. Although he was young at that time, his childish ideas were often able to break through the shackles of an adult's experience and point out the blind spots that adults couldn't see. Since then, Yu Wen Feng thought highly of him and even saw him as a future candidate to prove his swordsmanship. With Yu Wen Feng's obsession with swords, how could he not be angry when he saw someone he thought highly of abandon his sword?
"What a waste of your sword bones, you! It's a disgrace to the sword! " Yu Wenfeng raised his hand, and thousands of swords flew out. The swords that had been stabbed into the ground flew up into the sky like stars. This time, even Ying Feiyang could not keep his own sword. No matter how hard he tried to suppress it, the Star Disciplinary Sword could not stop itself from moving. In the end, with a clang, it forced its way out of the sheath and into the flow of swords above his head.
Only Shang Ying and a few others were able to keep their swords. The rest could only sigh about their low cultivation base. Fortunately, most of the swordsmen had lost their swords, so they did not lose face.
On the other hand, Yu Wen Feng waved his hand again, and the Grand Flood of Swords fell down like rain, violently shooting towards Mu Zixuan, vowing to force Mu Zixuan to draw his sword to defend against the enemy.
In front of the Sword God, Mu Zixuan did not dare to be careless. He waved his sleeves, and a huge wall of Qi was thrown out. It was the "Horizontal Milky Way" of the Seven Transformations of the Crepe Myrtle. This move was the defensive move of the Seven Transformations of the Crepe Myrtle. This move was like a dark river that flowed across the night sky. Zhen Qi was like the flow of the Milky Way, and the flow of swords kept hitting the wall of Qi. After a series of metal clashing sounds, the swords were bounced off.
But the Sword God attacked with anger, and compared to Gongzi Ling, who was holding back, he would only be stronger and harder to defend. After a while, the wall of Qi that was like the Milky Way cracked, and the flow of swords broke through.
Mu Zixuan suddenly raised his Qi, and with a flip of his hand, he used the "Constellation Shift" again. He moved the stars, turned the universe, and diverted the swords that were about to reach him. Using the two moves at the same time, 30% split, 70% block, and barely guaranteed that he would not be engulfed by the flow of swords.
The power of the Sword God was needless to say. After Mu Zixuan fought Gongzi Peacock, he still had the energy to fight Yu Wen Feng. Everyone present was amazed at the cultivation base of these two people.
But Ying Feiyang was an exception.
On the other side, in a flash, Mu Zixuan and Yu Wen Feng exchanged blows continuously. One's attack was sharp, and the other's defense was tight. The blade of the sword and the wind of the palm met, and from time to time, there was the sound of metal clashing. Sparks flew, and sparks flew, reflecting the battle between immortals and martial artists!
Even though the people of Si Tiantai wanted to stop them, the scale of the battle had already exceeded the level that they could interfere in. Just the aftermath of the battle made it difficult for others to get close.
But after a while, the battle was coming to an end. Even if he was at his peak, it would still be difficult for him to defeat the Sword God, not to mention that he had just fought against a strong enemy like Gongzi Ling, how could he not be injured? Mu Zixuan's inner breath was in turmoil, and his true qi was weak.
"Pull out your sword!" Yu Wen Feng gave the final ultimatum. Mu Zixuan had already been forced to the point that he did not have the strength to speak, but he still forced a smile, and did not have the slightest intention of moving his sword.
Seeing that he did not respond, Yu Wen Feng's face became solemn, he snorted coldly, and his body rose into the air. Floating in the air, Mu Zixuan only felt the surrounding Qi of heaven and earth continuously gathering towards his body, pushing his sword intent to continue to grow endlessly.
And the ten thousand sword shadows seemed to be pulled, circling around the Sword God, emitting a merciless killing intent and hostility towards Mu Zixuan. Even though they were far away, Mu Zixuan could still feel the coldness on the sword piercing him like needles, and even through his clothes, he could feel a slight pain.
"The last move, if you don't use your sword, I will bury you under my sword!" With a command, the will of the sword filled the heaven and earth, and the ten thousand swords obeyed the command. The ten thousand swords intersected, and the coldness piled up layer by layer, forming a long river of ten thousand swords. In the midst of the sound of breaking through the air, the magnificent and majestic sword momentum swept up countless raging waves, killing towards Mu Zixuan.
The peerless power of the sword was approaching, and Mu Zixuan suddenly raised his Qi, but felt that the Qi of heaven and earth around him seemed to be replaced by the sword intent, and the copious pressure firmly suppressed him. And he, was like a mortal who was the enemy of a god, being rejected by this world, and for a moment, a feeling of helplessness arose in his heart. "Could it be that if I don't use the sword, I will never be able to pass this trial?"
But the moment the sword edge descended, in the ten thousand swords that had merged into one, in the torrent of ten thousand swords, a sword twisted, as if it wanted to break free from the sword torrent, and its position slightly deviated.
It was like a fish that was swept along by the river, unwilling to be carried along by the current, and it intended to leap over the dragon's gate and transform into a dragon to break free from the shackles of the river.
The deviation of this sword caused a trace of an extremely tiny flaw to appear in the sword move that was originally perfectly fused together. But with this trace of flaw, it was like the difference between the heavens and the earth. In the blink of an eye, Mu Zixuan's True Qi rose to the limit as she stomped on the ground and raised her palms into the sky, and then she transformed into a dazzling meteor that defied the sky and directly collided with the sword torrent that swept down.
The Seven Transformations of Violet Myrtle — Meteor Tribulation!
This move was a killer move of the Seven Transformations of Violet Myrtle that only had offense and no defense. It was capable of converging the strength of the entire body to execute the strongest attack that was like a meteor tearing through the sky, and the target of the attack was precisely the trace of flaw left behind by that sword strike!
With a loud bang, Mu Zixuan collided with the sword torrent that filled the sky, and the ten thousand swords fell down and stabbed into the ground, while Mu Zixuan was also shocked by the force, smashed down from the sky, and knelt on one knee on the ground.
The audience held their breath, and it was quiet again, but they saw that Mu Zixuan took a deep breath and stood up, as if nothing had happened, and then the waves of cheers exploded again!
In a moment, she fought against two peak experts in a row, and was still able to protect herself, it was simply shocking!
Mu Zixuan knew that at this time, the meridians in her body were in severe pain, and she was not as calm as she looked on the surface, and she was even more puzzled in her heart, looking at Yu Wenfeng with puzzlement.
But she saw that Yu Wenfeng flicked his sleeve, and a sword flew out from the ground, and Mu Zixuan recognized at a glance that this was the unruly sword that broke the harmony of the sword torrent just now, and the long sword flew to the side of a person, as if it had a life of its own, and disappeared into the scabbard on his back.
"Excuse me." Yu Wenfeng nodded in that direction.
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