Chapter 127: The Ruthless and the Ruined

The surface of the Holy Emperor's battle armor flowed like flowing water, and the golden armor gradually grew larger, and Mu Sen's size suddenly tripled. The golden sword in his hand shone with a dazzling light, making people dare not look at it directly.

"Is this body swordsmanship? It's not the same as I imagined. Mu Sen muttered.

Nian Yang's eyes were firm and focused, and he was engrossed in controlling the Fire Dragon Sword. His sword control skills are no longer what they used to be, and the powerful force of nature has completely sunken the playing field.

On the other side, Mu Sen also pointed his sword at the sky, and the power of nature around him was even more violent. The Warframe can maximize the user's ability, and the Holy Emperor, as the strongest Warframe in the Thunder Realm, can use this ability to the extreme.

Looking at Mu Sen's sword technique, Nian Yang suddenly realized that he had seen it there, and the sword technique used in front of Mu Sen was clearly the anode of the Tianji Sect second only to Yuan Dong!

Such a strong spiritual power made everything around him steam, and the figures of the five realm masters outside the enchantment had been blurred. Countless disciples in the stands screamed and ran out of the arena.

Nian Yang felt that his body was about to evaporate. This time, the anode is very different from the one launched by Qu Zheng. Mu Sen's grasp of the anode has reached the point of perfection. Such an attack is terrifying.

The confrontation of the two swords is bound to cause very serious damage. Victory or defeat is really a matter of one move.

Both sides completed the sword trick almost simultaneously. The two pillars of gold and red light collided violently. The moment he made contact, Nian Yang felt the Fire Dragon Sword in his hand tremble abnormally, and his hands holding the hilt of the sword were hot and numb, almost unable to hold the sword.

He really wished it was all over soon, every second was a torment for him.

"Master, I'm ......" Yan Nu's voice sounded again. Nian Yang felt that the natural power of the Fire Dragon Sword in his hand was being rapidly consumed. A thin cracking sound came from all over the Fire Dragon Sword.

Suddenly, with a "bang", the fire dragon sword actually burst open.

Nianyang's eyes widened, completely unable to believe what was in front of him. Countless golden lights scattered into the air, and it was the dissipation of the sword spirit.

"Yan Nu!" Nian Yang shouted, but he was overwhelmed by the incomparable momentum of the Yang Ji, and the sword technique that had lost its hindrance rushed towards Nian Yang. Nian Yang violently spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and the whole person flew out upside down.

A black barrier unfolded almost the moment the anode touched Nian Yang's body, absorbing most of the momentum into it. And Nianyang still flew out of the distance and stopped at the edge of the stands.

He clutched his chest and looked at the curtain of flames, the remains of the Fire Dragon Sword burning out in the anode.

"Don't!" he shouted, but there was nothing he could do to change it.

A figure slowly stepped out of the storm of the force of nature, sword in hand, and his steps were firm. Mu Sen looked at Nian Yang and said slowly, "You lost." ”

Nian Yang shouted angrily: "You killed Yan Nu!"

"Yannu, is that the sword spirit of that sword?" Mu Sen scattered the long sword in his hand. "I ruined it so easily. The same is true of body swordsmanship. Mu Sen's tone was full of indifference.

"You are not allowed to insult the body swordsmanship!" Nian Yang shouted. His primordial infant was shaken and suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Boy, are you alright? A fierce voice suddenly sounded.

Mu Sen continued: "Speaking of which, I still want to see those ice pupils, how about it? ”

Mu Sen's right hand was held out of thin air, and a dazzling ball of light appeared in her hand. "Or do you need some incentives. ”

Nian Yang's eyes suddenly turned glass-colored, and a huge beast shadow appeared in the venue, which was hideous.

"Are you the one who resisted my attack?" the ball of light in Mu Sen's hand continued to grow, and he said to Nian Yang below, "There are really a lot of strange things in your body. ”

The hideous figure only flashed for a moment and then disappeared without a trace. Nian Yang stood up with one hand on the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

Mu Sen's golden mask is covered with strange patterns, making it impossible to distinguish the position of the facial features. "Why, do you want to continue, you are not strong enough to defeat me. Call out the monster inside you, it's your only way out. ”

The ice flower in Nian Yang's body suddenly started to run at an extremely fast speed, and a steady stream of true yuan energy poured into Nian Yang's Yuan Infant.

In his pupils, the glazed color gradually faded, and a little cold glow continued to expand in his pupils.

The Holy Emperor's armor changed again, and Mu Sen's shoulders stretched out two arc-shaped armors, and his back also spread upwards. A golden disc appeared behind her.

Everything was beyond Nian Yang's cognition, what kind of existence the Holy Emperor War Armor was.

But at this moment, his heart was burning with anger, for the sake of the destroyed Fire Dragon Sword, for the contempt of his opponent.

"I'm not a monster. He stood up, and the rippling pale blue true yuan was all around him.

The momentum of the two touched each other, and the air rubbed into bursts of arcs.

Just at the last moment, a person teleported into the scene, short in stature, but he was from Xiaoyun Dao.

"I declare that the game is over. Xiaoyun Daoist said loudly.

There were shouts of surprise inside and outside the stadium.

Xiaoyun glanced at Nianyang, and said to Nianyang in his heart: "Boy, the environment in your body is still unstable, so let's stop it." Otherwise, you're going to trouble me again. ”

The cold glow in Nian Yang's eyes gradually faded, and he nodded silently.

Xiaoyun looked at Mu Sen on the side, and said loudly: "Thunder Realm Mu Sen has entered the finals!"

The crowd erupted in enthusiastic shouts. Nian Yang sat on the ground with his butt and gasped for air.

The Holy Emperor armor on Mu Sen's body quickly dissipated, she took off her mask, and a peerless face appeared in front of everyone, and her long black hair fluttered out.

"Uninteresting. Mu Sen glanced at Nian Yang coldly, turned around and left.

Xiaoyun Daoren raised his eyebrows and said to Nianyang, "It's okay, kid." ”

Nian Yang waved his hand and smiled at Xiaoyun Daoren.

"Don't take it too seriously, it's just a matter of choice. There's nothing to be ashamed of losing. Xiaoyun dropped a sentence and walked off the stage by himself.

The people of the surrounding sea realm rushed forward.

"Little junior brother, how is it? Are you hurt?" Ling'er stepped forward to touch her face and take her pulse, looking anxious.

"It's okay, senior sister. Nian Yang smiled and said.

"Do everything you can to destroy people and fly swords!" Ling'er looked angry.

Tang Yiyang didn't speak, just stood aside and looked at Nian Yang. In the middle of the night, he said: "Don't blame yourself, don't hate anyone, the game is like this, you are willing to lose the bet." ”