Chu Muyun, who had climbed into the clouds, swooped down suddenly wrapped in ice spiritual power at the moment of jumping up to the highest critical point. Suddenly turned into a sharp sword light, and frost fell from the place where the sword marks pierced, without any false moves, and went straight through the air and stabbed towards Gao Shenghan on the platform.

This sword and its suddenness, just when everyone's state was in a period of waiting anxiously and tired, no one would have expected that Chu Muyun would break through the mechanism tower shockingly, and then leave no respite, with a fierce and invincible attitude, opening the door to the peak battle.

"Decent speed!"

Through the cold mask, Gao Shenghan's eyes exuded a greedy gaze that had been eager for battle for a long time, a strand of white hair on his forehead raised back slightly, and his figure suddenly turned into a remnant of the Dao, lifting up the yellow dust and facing it head-on.

"Bang ......"

Collided head-on, the bodies of the two were almost frozen in mid-air at this moment, the tips of the swords were pressed together, and the sword light was like countless broken jade beads, without direction, splashing out in all directions, and everyone around Jiangtai was stunned.

But the most surprising thing was Chu Muyun, who faced the enemy head-on.

His right arm was a little numb by the fierce strength of the moment of contact, and under the overflowing sword light, he actually saw a long sword made of knots, interlocking, without a sword blade, strictly speaking, it was more like a machine sword with hidden mysteries.

"What a cold sword, I'm afraid it's more than just the spirit weapon level!"

Gao Shenghan has been lonely and cold for many years, and he has already developed a physique that is not afraid of any cold, but when he approached the Yishui Cold Sword, there was still a piercing chill coming along the wooden sword, which made him shudder.

"Compared to Your Excellency's Mysterious Sword, Yi Shuihan is inferior. Chu Muyun wasn't surprised that Gao Shenghan saw the grade of Yi Shui Han's sword, a disciple of the Mo family from the middle state of the Feng Domain, he naturally had a wide range of knowledge. He condensed the cold ice spiritual power, and the light blue ice pierced through the cold mist and quickly spread to the sword body.

Gao Shenghan's eyes froze, and he was not attacked by the cold air, and hurriedly used the spiritual power of the earth, and the power of the surrounding earth increased dramatically. He swept up his left leg, slashed the thick Qianjun force, and shook Chu Muyun away with one kick.

His body retreated a few feet, and under the influence of the aggravation of the earth's gravity, Chu Muyun had a vague tendency to land on the ground.

However, he was also an unusual person, with his toes on the flag, and he jumped high again out of thin air.

"Heavenly Sword Technique!"

With a loud shout, the sky seemed to be missing a huge bowl, and a giant sword comparable to the pavilion palace slashed down the platform. The dust was filled, Jiangtai was hazy again, and Gao Shenghan's figure, under this giant sword, disappeared without a trace.

There was a roar in the audience, everyone knew that this was the swordsmanship of the Imperial Sword Sect, but they never thought that in Chu Muyun's hands, there would be such an amazing power.

"What about the people, why are they gone?"

"Could it be that he has already died under the Heavenly Sword, and the victory has been divided?"

"Absolutely not! The second dignified Qingyun, how can he not even pass three moves!"

"How do you explain that......

"The art of retreat! It must be the technique of the Mo family!"

"Look, there's it!"

Everyone followed the guidance, only listening to the dull explosion, Gao Shenghan broke out from behind Chu Muyun, and the wooden sword in his hand touched the hub, and after complex and orderly changes, it suddenly showed the shape of a curved bow. He put the string in his left hand, and the spiritual power of the earth gathered into a golden spiritual arrow, and with a bang, it shot out of the air.

The spirit arrow is divided into two and two into four, and it is like a dense rain of arrows, overwhelming.

"Not good!" Mo Sheng panicked.

In his sight, a golden spirit arrow appeared from the void as fast as thunder, piercing through Chu Muyun's chest as soon as Mo Sheng's voice fell.

The void light shattered, and there was no blood splash, it turned out to be just an afterimage left by Chu Muyun.

As early as the moment when Gao Shenghan's figure disappeared strangely, Chu Muyun had already released the power of the Xuanwu Realm's divine soul, so when Gao Shenghan broke through the ground, Chu Muyun had already unfolded the Thousand Shadows Tianluo, differentiating into an afterimage to attract attacks. And his body slowly appeared in front of Gao Shenghan's side.

The pressing cold light fell, and the seven-star soul rejuvenation grass spirit pattern body was like an unbroken chain of order, flashing with the light of the spirit pattern, entangled.

The curved bow in Gao Shenghan's hand changed again, and under the golden light, it turned into a strange shield with the word 'ink', rebounding all the chains of spiritual order like teeth and claws.

The Mo family's tricks are unparalleled, Gao Shenghan smiled slightly, and the word 'ink' strange shield turned into a wooden sword again after some evolution. Unlike before, Gao Shenghan stretched out his left hand, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the next moment, his hands were separated, and his left hand uncovered another identical long sword from the wooden sword.

In the midst of the incredible eyes, he impressively displayed the double sword flow swordsmanship that Jiang Yusheng of the Imperial Sword Sect was best at. Chu Muyun saw the move, his right hand was easy to water and cold the sword, and his left hand turned ice into a blade, and he also used a double sword flow to deal with it.

"This is Gao Shenghan! The infinite variables of the Mo family's mechanical skills make him have a hundred kinds of weapons and all kinds of means when he fights, which is enough to imitate any opponent. Although I have read through the hundred schools of thought, I am only limited to thinking and speaking, and I can't catch up with his infinitely changing tricks. ”

"That was before. I believe that in the past few years, you have thoroughly mastered the means of applying the doctrine of a hundred schools. Not to mention reaching the top, it's also free. ”

"Chu Muyun's mastery of various fighting tactics is no less than mine, so this duel will only become more and more exciting. You are still watching the battle intently, and debating what kind of improvement and change your own art has in the hands of these two people. Xue Wutear avoided the topic and said with a smile.

In the crowd, Jiang Yusheng heard this, and his brows furrowed more and more. He knew that Xue Wuxian's words were not aimed at a certain person, and the duel between the two of them was just a flash in the pan of the pinnacle battle. What made him frown was that the dual sword flow cast by Chu Muyun and Gao Shenghan was actually close to the power he had when he controlled the talent Xuanyuan technique.

Such understanding and means are not amazing.

Sure enough, the duel between the two swords flowed in less than five moves, and the two wooden swords merged into one and turned into a long whip, like a bone whip in the hand of the shadow sword attendant, setting off bursts of yellow dust. The circle of dust and wind was like a knife twisting at a very fast rotation, and it actually cut the ground around the platform horizontally, and then lifted a layer of solid stone ground wall and pressed it down.

Facing the ground wall that was lifted and overwhelmed, Chu Muyun closed his eyes slightly, grasped the Yishui Han Sword with both hands, and stepped out with his right foot in one step, and the cold sword fell: "A sword of bad heart!"