Pei Qiuyi has a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. He doesn''t know how long he can hold on. He is even afraid that when the weapon''s blessing becomes weaker and weaker, and his strength gradually falls back to the original level, he may be dragged down by the other party, and he will die by Tang Bufan''s sword.


    ……


    Among all the people, only appearance is the most relaxed. With the pair of demons who can see through thousands of changes, and the evil spirit full and dirty "demon sword heart kill", he completely took the initiative in the field.


    The strange and changeable shape of the ghost shuttled through Lu Zhenhuan''s thousands of swords. The long sword in his hand stabbed out from an almost impossible angle again and again, pointing directly at the key point under the opponent''s body.


    Lu Zhenhuan''s body, no longer see the previous self-confidence, full of cold sweat, legs from time to time clamping, posture seems strange.


    He was afraid. Everyone could see that Lu Zhenhuan was afraid. It''s not surprising that as long as a man is faced with the filthy but unpredictable sword technique, he will be afraid. Don''t mention Lu Zhenhuan. Every time when the long sword comes out, even the audience sitting in front of them can''t help clamping their legs, as if there was a cool wind whizzing across them.


    Lu Zhenhuan didn''t dare to let her beauty get close to her, so she had to do her best to spread a huge sword net in front of her.


    At this moment, the sword skill which was originally used to attack the enemy completely turned into a defensive sword skill, even he felt subdued.


    It can be seen that this sword skill is a great loss to his strength. His sword robe has been soaked in cold sweat for a long time, and even the hand holding the sword formula is shaking slightly.


    The pretty face was also very ugly, revealing a morbid ashes. Although the opponent''s Qianji sword change is a great loss, his demon pupil and demon sword heart kill loss is not small, at this time, he is not far away from the end of the crossbow.


    Although so far, there is no scar on the two people''s bodies, and even their hair has not been broken, everyone can see that the battle between them is extremely dangerous.


    If the beauty is the first to run out of energy, or a little distracted, it will die among the thousands of sword shadows. It is very likely that there will be no whole body, and it will be cut into blood by the opponent. Lu Zhenhuan''s life will be hard to protect if he doesn''t succeed. Maybe his death won''t be so miserable, but it must be more tragic. After all, every part of his sword is not so elegant.


    For a man, whether he died in battle or in a fair fight, it''s not tragic. Since there are thousands of corpses, he can say where he died. But if he was stabbed to death by the beautiful sword technique, he would not be able to be a ghost.


    Looking at the two people who are wandering on the edge of life and death with each sword, everyone''s heart is raised to his throat.


    ……


    The sword was so powerful that mu Hanyan was shaken back by Jing jianjue''s sword again. Until she retreated to the edge of the competition platform, mu Hanyan kept her pace. A wisp of blood flowed slowly along the corner of her mouth and dyed her white sword robe red.


    "Mu Hanyan, do you still refuse to use your strongest sword?" After several attacks, he finally hurt the internal organs of Mu Hanyan''s meridians. Jing jianjue finally regained some confidence and said coldly.


    "It''s time for an end." Mu Hanyan took a look at Huayue and others, who were fighting in blood, who had reached the critical moment of life and death, and said with a deep breath.


    Hua Yue and others have obviously done their best to support for a short time, and can''t delay any longer. Moreover, she is going to be unable to support.


    "Well, let''s make a decision." Jing jianjue has been waiting for this moment for a long time.


    "The stars fall, the eight wastes!" Mu Hanyan slowly raised his sword.


    This is her strongest and last strike. If she doesn''t succeed, Cheng Ren has no other choice.


    "Heaven kill, juejian!" Seeing the absolute meaning in Mu Hanyan''s eyes, Jing jianjue''s expression became more dignified than ever before, and he also raised his long sword.


    "Brush!" Two swords cut out at the same time, as if heaven and earth would be broken under their swords.


    In Jing jianjue''s eyes, the flames were burning, and his fighting spirit was burning to the extreme.


    The power of the magic weapon of the temple was also summoned to the extreme, and all of it was bestowed on him.


    This is the last sword, he has absolute confidence, this sword will be able to kill mu Hanyan on the spot, so there is no need to worry about Qin Ba and others.


    There was a cruel smile on Jing jianjue''s face, as if he had seen the scene of Mu Hanyan''s tragic death under the sword, as if he had heard all the cheers from the audience, as if he had seen his father''s energetic smile.


    Kill mu Hanyan and get the astrolabe of destiny. After his strength is improved, he joins hands with his father. No one in the Yue family can stop their ambition. The Wu family will get the throne of Yue. In the future, he will sit under the Dragon chair and look down at thousands of people.


    At this time, mu Hanyan''s figure suddenly disappeared.


    Change shape! Jing Jian is no stranger to Mu Hanyan''s unique skill of protecting her life. On the day mu Hanyan defeated LV junran, Wu Tianxiong put away his contempt for her and began to send people around to collect her information.Unlike Huayue, mu Hanyan is also famous in Anyun. Although Anyun broke diplomatic relations with Vietnam, there are still businessmen who travel between the two countries through the Western Qin Dynasty or the Northern Qi Dynasty. It''s not difficult to find out about her.


    Therefore, Jing Jian definitely knew something about the cold smoke, and knew that he was very powerful.


    Jing jianjue gave a cold smile. This move may be effective against others. It''s too belittling to use it against him. Others may not know, but he knows that the moment when mu Hanyan''s transformation is over and her figure reappears is actually her weakest moment.


    At this time, he had fully blessed himself with the power of the magic weapon of the temple. Her fighting power was already stronger than that of the cold smoke. She even dared to change her shape and shadow. Isn''t she looking for death? Others may not be able to catch that fleeting fighter plane, but how can he miss it?


    Jingjian juejian concentrates on the sword, and the sword power is slightly closed, ready to deal with the sudden attack of Mu Hanyan.


    "Idiot!" Just then, in his ears, suddenly came the scornful sneer of Mu Hanyan.


    Jing jianjue was slightly stunned. He seemed to think of something. That kind of intense uneasiness came to his mind again.


    As soon as the words fell, mu Hanyan''s figure reappeared in the field of vision, but it didn''t appear on his side as he expected. Instead, it flew back. She had already taken back the ultimate sword of the so-called "eight wild stars".


    Obviously, mu Hanyan didn''t want to fight with him at all.


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