On the field, Matsuo Blue Bird blocked Zhao Hongsleeve's Qingshuang Sword with the summoned giant sword, and the huge energy emitted was still like a rolling torrent, spreading outward.

"Boom-"

Matsuo Blue Bird's body shook, and once again burst out with a powerful might, after summoning a giant sword, Matsuo Blue Bird did not rush to attack, just stared at Zhao Hongsleeve with a gloomy gaze, and the aura around his body also emitted a piercing whistling sound.

Around the giant sword, there was a heavy and dead air, and even the momentum of the Matsuo Blue Bird also climbed with it.

At this time, the mutation of Matsuo Bluebird has attracted countless eyes, especially the majestic giant sword, and the two arms born behind him, which have broken the cognition of most people.

"How could it be...... Matsuo Bluebird, is it a mutation?"

On the stands, Kawashima U looked at the Matsuo blue bird with a pair of arms growing out of his back, his eyes were fixed, and he asked Kobayashi Ichihashi beside him.

"No! The weapon in Matsuo Bluebird's hand is the Ghost Sword Heavenly Cloud!"

Kobayashi Kazuhashi felt the strong killing intent emanating from the giant sword and replied seriously.

"W-How is this possible? Isn't it in the battle of the ancient shogunate, and it has disappeared?"

Hearing this explanation, Kawashima Uru's body trembled and asked in disbelief.

Tiancong Cloud, also known as the Grass Pheasant Sword.

It is a well-known divine soldier in Dongying.

But in the shogunate war hundreds of years ago, this divine weapon had already been lost in the war and never appeared.

Legend has it that the Grass Pheasant Sword is smelted from the tailbone of the Dongying Divine Beast Yaqi Snake, which is indestructible and has a brilliant heavenly might, and is recognized as one of the top divine weapons in Dongying.

Unexpectedly, this ancient famous sword would actually appear in the world today.

"To be precise, the sword in Matsuo Bluebird's hand is indeed Tiancongyun, but it is not the body of Tiancongyun, but a wisp of sword qi left in the world by this divine weapon, and Matsuo Bluebird just summoned it. ”

Kobayashi Ichihashi looked at the two arms behind Matsuo Blue Bird: "With the body of a mortal, even if it is just a wisp of sword qi from Tian Cong Yun, it is enough to kill it, so Matsuo Blue Bird will use illusion and summon two demon arms to control the powerful power of Tian Cong Yun." ”

When Kawashima Wu heard this, he was silent, carefully observing the divine weapon that existed in the legend.

Even if it is just a wisp of transformed sword qi, it can still make people feel how extraordinary the former grass pheasant sword is.

Among the countless surprised eyes in the field, Zhao Hongsleeve also looked at the Matsutail Blue Bird at this moment with a solemn face, after a collision just now, Zhao Hongsleeve was already able to determine that the giant sword in the opponent's hand was definitely at the level of a divine soldier.

But it's not really a magic weapon.

To be precise, that giant sword only has a murderous aura, but it does not have any agility that a divine soldier should have, a weapon without a weapon spirit is difficult to cooperate seamlessly with a martial artist, even if the grass pheasant sword is strong, it can only be regarded as an entry-level quasi-divine weapon.

Even so, with the ability of the Matsutail Blue Bird, coupled with the fact that even if there is no instrument spirit in his hand, he can be such a powerful divine weapon, which is definitely a huge threat to Zhao Hongsleeve.

In particular, the area of that giant sword is extremely large, and the defensive advantage is even more obvious, which makes Zhao Hongsleeve's Qingshuang Six Swordsmanship, which is mainly assassination, greatly reduced, and the threat will be reduced a lot.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure in the field, Zhao Hongsleeve turned his wrist and tightened his grip on the Qingshuang Sword, and the light on the simple and gorgeous sword body gradually dimmed, slowly covering a thin layer of frost, and under the frost layer, there was a faint light like a galaxy, which began to flicker faintly.

"Boom-"

After an instant, Zhao Hongsleeve's face suddenly turned pale, because with the outbreak of a strong aura, the figure of Matsuo Blue Bird had appeared in front of him in an instant, and the giant sword turned into countless dazzling phantoms and attacked her.

Every sword shadow carries the sound of breaking the sky, making it difficult to distinguish between fiction and reality.

Under the oppression of the thick dead air, even Zhao Hongsleeve's internal breath began to surge, and it was greatly affected, Zhao Hongsleeve hurriedly operated the internal breath, resisting the invasion of dead air, his arm shook slightly, and poured the internal breath into the Qingshuang Sword to meet it.

I saw that above the arena, two figures loomed, constantly appearing on the ground and the sky, and between the staggering, countless swords, swords, and shadows collided violently, and each collision would produce huge air explosions and energy fluctuations, causing the void and the ground to tremble continuously.

This kind of confrontation has gone far beyond the battle of the game, but a real fight for life, which can be described as ferocious to the limit.

Among the martial artists in the audience, only Ji Haotian and Kobayashi Ichihashi, as well as top martial artists such as Junichiro Hyakuchi, could see the offensive of the two.

What is noncommittal is that since the Matsuo Blue Bird summoned the ghost sword grass pheasant, Zhao Hong's smart attack method has been restrained, and several attacks have been easily carried by the Matsuo Blue Bird with a giant sword, and the Matsuo Blue Bird's cultivation is even more prosperous, after catching the power of the grass pheasant sword, it is even more like a fish in water, and soon swept away the decline and regained its dominant position.

Between heaven and earth, the two people staggered each other like lightning, and the speed became faster and faster, so that the audience could no longer see the figures of the two, and could only roughly guess the location of the two from the flashing light in the void and the loud sound of the collision.

In less than five minutes, the two have fought for more than 200 rounds, and they are always evenly matched.

"Bell—"

After a violent collision, Zhao Hongsleeve was heavily shaken back, and his figure retreated extremely quickly, connecting three feet on the ground to stabilize his body, and at the same time quickly compared his sword fingers, sealing the two big points on his chest, and his face became more solemn.

As a result, Zhao Hongsleeve's overwhelmed meridians had become extremely hot because of the continuous operation of internal breath, causing her pretty face to turn crimson and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared.

"Why, that's all you have?"

Matsuo Blue Bird smiled wildly, his eyes looked disdainful: "Where did the previous arrogance go?"

"This nonsense! Let's wait until you defeat me!"

Zhao Hongsleeve grinded his silver teeth and responded coldly.

"See how long you can be arrogant!"

Matsuo Bluebird scolded, his three arms holding the hilt of his sword, and pointed sharply at the sky.

Suddenly.

There was a low whimper in the sky, and it sounded uneasy.

The powerful energy in the endless void rolled in, and it was all absorbed by the Grass Pheasant Sword, and an even more powerful coercion was also released with the Grass Pheasant Sword as a medium.

"Heavenly Cloud Beast Soul!"

The Matsuo Bluebird's loud shout soared into the sky, and then, a blood-red light, like a meteorite outside the sky, fell at an extremely fast speed, and suddenly poured into the grass pheasant sword.