Chapter 39: Rune Secret Art (Asking for Recommendation Votes)

According to Xi Shi's test, the peak value of Ma Wenliang's energy fluctuation value is around 7000, and the average value fluctuates around 5900.

When converted into the ability value of the Galactic Federation, it is only comparable to the strength of the peak comet warrior, barely reaching the level of the planetary warrior.

And after Zhang Mu stabilized his own strength, the combat power index converted from physical strength alone had reached 7500, not to mention the strength that could be improved through martial arts.

Therefore, for Ma Wenliang, after learning about the comparison of his strength levels, Zhang Mu did not have the slightest interest, and solved him with a sword in his hand!

It's a complete defeat!

At this moment, under the martial arts stage, the birds were silent, if at the beginning, they looked at Zhang Mu's resistance with a sword and thought that he was just barely supporting, then Zhang Mu easily resisted later, they were already very clear, this is the other party's superb strength.

But after all, they didn't expect that Zhang Mu's strength was so strong that he could defeat Ma Wenliang with a sword.

At this time, Ma Wenliang stood there with an embarrassed face, trembling up and down.

Defeated, is it just defeated?

No, he hasn't lost yet, this is the platform of life and death, only life and death, no matter whether he wins or loses! He still has hole cards, and he has a chance to turn the tables!

I saw that Ma Wenliang suddenly raised his head at this time, his right hand was raised slightly, and the long sword that was knocked to the ground by Zhang Mu flew into Ma Wenliang's hand in an instant.

"Zhang Mu, your biggest weakness is that you didn't kill me, originally, I wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that you will definitely die!" Ma Wenliang said coldly, and then suddenly took out a piece of rune paper in his hand and pasted it on his forehead.

"Rune Secrets?" In the stands, Shui Yao shouted at this moment.

On the stage, the rune paper on Ma Wenliang's forehead burned in an instant, and then turned into red light, which began to spread along his body from his forehead.

On Ma Wenliang's body, a red network soon appeared, enveloping his whole body, and at the same time, a large amount of aura began to appear inexplicably around Ma Wenliang, and his aura began to continue to improve.

“7500”

“8000”

“8500”

“8700”

“9100”

Xi Shi constantly measured the energy fluctuations that Ma Wenliang escaped, calculating his soaring combat power index.

In the end, Ma Wenliang's combat power index stopped at 9100!

At this moment, Ma Wenliang raised his head, stared at Zhang Mu coldly, and said viciously: "Zhang Mu, you actually forced me to use all the treasured rune secret techniques, today, you will definitely die!" ”

Then, I saw Ma Wenliang raise his sword and slowly draw a posture, and with the sword light wandering, a faint phantom began to emerge slowly.

"Golden Eagle Volley, this is Golden Eagle Volley!" Someone shouted in surprise from the audience.

"What is a Golden Eagle Volley? Brothers? Someone who didn't understand asked curiously at this time.

"It is one of the three strongest killing moves of Bailing Swordsmanship, second only to Phoenix Soaring and Dapeng Zongheng, this time, that Zhang Mu is dangerous! Back then, Elder Ling relied on this trick to kill the innate generals of the barbarian clan with one sword, defend Weiyun Mountain, and block the way for the barbarians to divide their troops. The palace guard, who understands the Bailing Sword Technique, said in a low voice at this time.

And on the viewing platform, Shui Yao's face also became ugly, she didn't expect that Ma Wenliang actually treasured a rune secret technique, and in addition, she also learned one of the three strongest killing moves of Bailing Sword Technique, Golden Eagle Volley!

At this time, with the dance of Ma Wenliang's sword, at this moment, the aura around him became more and more intense, and the phantom behind him slowly became more and more obvious.

A mighty and handsome golden eagle began to appear slowly.

“9300!”

“9500!”

“9700!”

“10000!”

"Master, the opponent's combat power index has exceeded 10,000 points!" Shih Tzu reminded in a low voice.

Zhang Mu nodded, and glanced at Ma Wenliang with interest, he didn't expect that this guy still had runes in his hand, which greatly improved his strength.

However, it is a pity that Ma Wenliang is still not Zhang Mu's opponent, because Zhang Mu also has moves to enhance his strength in his hands.

Finally, Zhang Mu moved, and saw that the long sword in Zhang Mu's hand began to dance rapidly, unlike Ma Wenliang's slow dancing and gathering sword momentum, Zhang Mu's sword speed was very fast.

Everyone only saw Zhang Mu's sword light shining, enveloping his body, and at the same time, the steps under Zhang Mu's feet began to change constantly, and his figure slowly became a little illusory.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? Is it the martial arts of the royal palace? ”

"It looks weird, but both of them seem to be accumulating!"

On the stands, Shui 13 saw Zhang Mu's sword moves, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, staring at Zhang Mu!

"This set of swordsmanship"

"Golden Eagle Volley!" At this moment, Ma Wenliang shouted, and the sword in his hand finally swung his sword and stabbed out.

At this moment, Ma Wenliang's sword turned into a streamer, the golden eagle possessed his body, and the whole person was like a huge golden eagle, stabbing at Zhang Muling!

And Zhang Mu's figure began to suddenly become void at this moment, not because of nothingness, but because his body speed was too fast, and he looked a little empty.

I saw that on the martial arts stage, Zhang Mu's figure indirectly appeared in three places in an instant, and each place evolved a different sword move.

When the golden eagle flew over, Zhang Mu's figure disappeared again and then manifested, and after that, the golden eagle collapsed, and Zhang Mu's figure appeared behind Ma Wenliang, holding a sword in one hand!

A bead of blood, along Zhang Mu's sword body, slowly slid downward!

Smack!

The moment the blood beads fell from the tip of the sword to the ground, Ma Wenliang's eyes suddenly erupted with a burst of horror!

Then, a thin line of blood appeared from Ma Wenliang's neck, and then the blood sprayed out in an instant, Ma Wenliang covered his neck weakly, and then fell to the ground with a bang!

"The boss has arrived!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from a distance, and then, I saw a row of horses galloping from the main road of the courtyard in the distance!

At this time, the crowd subconsciously dispersed automatically, making way for a wide road, and a row of ironclad knights in shining armor rushed in first, and then stopped on both sides.

Then, a handsome white horse galloped from the palace avenue at this time, and finally stopped in front of the martial arts stage!

On the white horse, a handsome young man in a white robe sat on the white horse at this time, holding his head high, looking at Zhang Mu's back from afar, his eyes calm!

At this time, in full view of everyone, the onlookers around the martial arts stage, whether they were guards, subordinates, or maids, knelt down on one knee one after another!

"See the Grand Steward!"

The sound is loud and loud!

On the stands, Shui Yao's face was indifferent and unfazed!

Elder Ling's eyes were overjoyed, and he stood up to greet him!

And Shui Thirteen, his hands suddenly grasped the sword body, and his eyes were full of murderous intent!