Chapter 324 Thirty-Three Heavens

"Thirty-two waves, the first. Mu Zifei threw the first punch towards the oncoming one, and the familiar feeling of belonging to the thirty-two waves once again descended on Mu Zifei's body, feeling the fluctuation of this energy, Mu Zifei couldn't help but think of the scene when he and Jiang Wenbo and Fan Yu entered the Qimo Mountain Range together, Jiang Wenbo and Qian Ruonan had not left at that time, at this moment they were in the Cammorton Comprehensive Academy, judging from the name, it should be the sphere of influence of Jiangshan Pavilion, since they were under Mu Sen's hands, with their relationship with Mu Zifei, presumably Mu Sen would definitely not treat them badly, and in Mu Zifei's opinion, Jiang Wenbo's talent is good, and the two brothers may have a chance to get together in the final stage of the college competition, as for Fan Yu, who is far away in the border town of La Soren at the moment, Mu Zifei had no choice but to bring him over after the college competition, and when the time comes, with Mu Zifei's status, he wants to get a few people into the Toronto Royal Academy, it is simply an easy thing.

With a "bang", Mu Zifei's thirty-two waves and Shenghui's ghost sword clashed for the first time, and this collision also brought Mu Zifei back to reality from memory. "Xiaobo Xiaoyu, you wait for me, I will definitely appear in front of you again. Mu Zifei said firmly in his heart. However, the first collision between Mu Zifei and Shenghui, Mu Zifei did not have any upper hand, coupled with the brief loss of consciousness just now, Mu Zifei was repelled by the first sword of the ghost sword by three steps. "Mu Zifei, I didn't expect you to have this kind of superimposed offensive move, but it seems that this move of yours is not as good as my ghosting sword, let's try my second sword." Sheng Hui looked at Mu Zifei who had retreated, and calmly and calmly swung out the second sword, and when he swung the second sword, another sword shadow melted into the sacrificial light sword in his hand.

Seeing Shenghui's second sword attacking, Mu Zifei hurriedly concentrated his energy and ran the second of the thirty-two waves. Due to not using it for a long time, Mu Zifei's movements were a little rusty, so when Shenghui's sword light appeared in front of him, he reluctantly swung his fist, and was repulsed several steps in desperation, but fortunately, there was no such thing as going out of bounds in the air. This time Mu Zifei was repelled farther away, and even Mu Zifei was slightly injured, and then Shenghui didn't talk nonsense with Mu Zifei, sword after sword slashed towards Mu Zifei, Mu Zifei had to set up his fists again and again to barely resist, because of the rustiness of the action, coupled with the gap in the state, Mu Zifei is becoming more and more difficult to persevere, every time Mu Zifei is repelled a distance, and this distance is getting bigger and bigger, and at this time it is already the seventeenth sword swung by Shenghui, Mu Zifei has been difficult to resist for seventeen rounds, as time progresses, Mu Zifei's proficiency in the thirty-two waves has gradually recoveredFor the energy operation of the thirty-two heavy waves, Mu Zifei can almost do it like an arm.

Finally, when facing Shenghui's eighteenth sword, Mu Zifei quickly unleashed the eighteenth wave of the thirty-two waves at the first time, and the surging energy was like ocean waves surging back and forth in Mu Zifei's arm, and finally Mu Zifei's right fist swung forward hard, colliding with Shenghui's majestic eighteenth sword. As Mu Zifei swung his fist, he could even hear the sound of waves crashing on the beach inside him. "Bang" made a collision sound again, and everyone watching was used to Mu Zifei's retreat after a collision, and some people had even begun to guess how far Mu Zifei would retreat this time. "Lao Wenjing, I'll just say what is your son still holding onto? Every time he is the one who is repulsed, and he is more and more stretched down again and again, knowing that there is no chance of winning, your son is still insisting, can it be said that your son has a tendency to be masochistic? Admit defeat early, end it early, we people don't have so much time to waste here. Sheng Qin looked at Mu Zifei in the sky and said to Lao Wenjing with a disdainful expression.

"This time it should disappoint you, it seems that there is still a suspense in this game. Lao Wenjing's consciousness swept through the air, and then said to Sheng Qin with an indifferent face, and at this time the eighteenth collision between Mu Zifei and Sheng Hui had ended, this time Mu Zifei surprised everyone, Mu Zifei was not repelled by Sheng Hui like before, but stood there as steady as a mountain, motionless, as for the previous relaxed freehand on Sheng Hui's face, it also dissipated instantly and was replaced by a dignified face, because in the collision just now, he clearly felt the power of Mu Zifei's hit, and that power was no longer weaker than his ghost sword, and then who wins and who loses depends on who has more layers superimposed。

"Brush" twice, Shenghui quickly swung out two swords in front, these are the nineteenth sword and the twentieth sword of the ghost sword, Shenghui used these two swords in an instant, but at this time, Mu Zifei did not have any panic, just saw Mu Zifei shaking his right fist quickly in place, the clear and loud sound of the waves resounded in Mu Zifei's ears, and when Mu Zifei's right fist and Shenghui's nineteenth sword were about to collide, Shenghui's left hand quickly swung out and smashed into Shenghui's twentieth sword. Mu Zifei also cast the nineteenth and twentieth waves at the same time, once again turning Shenghui's attack into nothing, seeing that his attack was once again defused by Mu Zifei, Shenghui was a little annoyed, and quickly waved the sacrificial light sword in his hand.

Although Mu Zifei and Shenghui are evenly divided at this moment, Mu Zifei himself knows his difficulties, and now there is not much time left for him, after all, he was seriously injured just now, although after a short period of treatment, he barely recovered his combat effectiveness, but that kind of operation is useless, at this time Mu Zifei has already felt that the wound on the lung lobe has begun to bleed, if he can't defeat Shenghui in a short time, then he must lose. During the time that Mu Zifei was thinking, he had exchanged hands with Shenghui many times, and he had already cast the thirty-second wave, the strongest blow of this secret method, but the Shenghui on the opposite side seemed to have a back hand.

After the thirty-second battle, Sheng Hui stopped, looked at Mu Zifei and said solemnly: "Mu Zifei, what will be the final blow of this set of ghost swords, the thirty-third sword, this move has another name, that is, the thirty-third heaven, once this move is used, I can't control it, if you can't catch it, call for help immediately, the Wind Saint Monarch and your mother should be able to save you." ”