917, you don't kill me?
Outside the light curtain of the alliance station in the distance, Shao Lin and the others were already sinking like water.
Su Juesheng's assassination methods were so strong that they were surprised, but the sword path shown by Han Muye's phantom was even more incomprehensible to them.
Who among them can take such a sword technique?
Staring at the light curtain and watching Su Juesheng take out another sword, many people clenched their fists.
Han Muye's phantom gave them a lot of pressure.
Su Juesheng took out his sword this time, faster than just now.
Not only was it fast, but the sword moves were also mixed with staggered sword light, and when it arrived in front of Han Muye, the sword light exploded, like a light flame that suddenly burst into a lamp and candle.
It's just that in everyone's eyes, every sword light of Su Juesheng was slashed by a clear sword blade in front of him.
"You have a total of eighty-seven swords, of which five swords are real, and the others are virtual."
"I will take out six swords, cut you eighty-seven sword lights, and stab you with one more sword, so that you can't avoid it."
The blade of the sword was against Su Juesheng's throat, and Han Muye's voice was indifferent.
Su Juesheng's face was pale, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help trembling.
Han Muye looked at him, and his voice rose again: "If you can have the fighting intent in your heart, one of the five swords is a full blow, and my phantom can't resist it." ”
"It's a pity that you are cowardly in your heart, and you have no confidence anymore."
He didn't have confidence, so he didn't dare to go all out, and was defeated by Han Muye with a sword again.
Su Juesheng was a little dazed and a little unwilling.
Many of the masters outside the light curtain clenched their fists with regret.
To their ears, if Su Juesheng had been bolder, would he have been able to penetrate Han Muye's body with a single sword just now?
It's just that at this time, Shao Lin and several other masters who broke the path and destroyed the way, the light in their eyes became deeper and deeper.
"Give you another chance." Han Muye's sword was withdrawn.
Su Juesheng was stunned for a moment before slowly retreating.
Retreating to the outside of Sanzhang, Su Juesheng raised his hand, and the sword in his hand pointed at Han Muye.
Without saying a word, the strength of qi and blood converged, and there were three feet of light floating above the blade of the sword.
"Kill—"
A long shout was heard, the blade of the sword shone, and the stars exploded in the sky.
Within two zhang, there was all the light of the sword, making people unable to open their eyes.
The sword at the bottom of the isopressure box made all the spectators outside the light curtain hold their breath.
"It's done!" Seeing Su Juesheng's body quietly falling behind Han Muye, someone couldn't help but whisper.
At this time, Su Juesheng had already taken advantage of the dazzling light of the exploding sword, and his figure sneaked behind Han Muye, and the sword in his hand stabbed out without hesitation.
It's not one move, it's two.
This move is not only a sword move, but also a psychological move.
Han Muye had already won two swords in a row, and he absolutely despised him Su Juesheng.
In addition, the dazzling sword move seems magnificent, but in fact, everyone knows that it is a false move.
At this time, with one sword, he Su Juesheng grasped everything, and counted the failures of the previous two swords into account.
The sword blade stabbed out, carrying all of Su Juesheng's kendo perceptions.
The sword was silent, not even a trace of breaking wind.
This is the strongest level of his assassination sword.
"Hum—"
A sword roared.
When Su Juesheng's sword edge reached Han Muye's back one foot, the sword in Han Muye's hand suddenly shook, and then the sword blade reversed, and a sword was raised.
"When—"
Su Juesheng's sword flew into the air.
The sword in the hand of a kendo practitioner was struck into the air.
For a sword cultivator, this is an exaggeration than killing him.
"Your sword is too focused on dexterity and neglects the fundamentals."
"Your mastery of kendo is too poor."
Han Muye shook his head, swept the blade of the sword, swept Su Juesheng's sword back again, and landed in front of Su Juesheng.
Su Juesheng trembled, his face was constantly twisted, and his arms trembled unconsciously.
The way of the sword he has cultivated all his life is so vulnerable in front of others.
"Another sword for me to see."
Han Muye's voice sounded again.
This voice sounded to Su Juesheng, revealing disappointment and contempt.
In front of others, he is no longer even qualified to face it.
In the eyes of others, he Su Jue was a waste.
"Kill—"
Hold the sword, rush forward, and slash out with a sword.
A roaring screech descended with the horses.
This sword is not only fast, but also has all the strength of a half-step powerhouse who breaks through the Dao Realm.
There are no false moves, no temptations, and you can win directly with strength.
All the skills can't win, what else can Su Juesheng do?
Cutting out this sword is already his last insistence.
"When—"
The blades touched, and Su Juesheng's sword flew up uncontrollably.
Han Muye gently withdrew the sword in his hand.
"The sword path you cultivated was originally to win with dexterity, but now you have given up everything and only used your clumsy strength to show it, how much combat power do you have?"
Han Muye's voice was filled with disappointment.
Su Juesheng looked desperate.
It's not the despair that you are defeated and want to be wiped out by the other party, but the despair of your own kendo being vulnerable in front of the other party, and your own practice for so many years is all useless.
Is your own path really wrong?
He had been running rampant with a dexterous sword, but now that he found that the swordsmanship he had cultivated was vulnerable, his faith collapsed.
Outside the light curtain, Shao Lin and the others were all silent.
They didn't expect Han Muye to be so strong.
Just a formation incarnation could already make Su Juesheng desperate.
This kind of kendo method is simply unheard of.
Is there really such a sword powerhouse in the Mitian Sword Sect?
"I'm afraid this person can only be killed head-on." A big man with a black beard and black armor spoke in a deep voice.
In terms of kendo methods, even an assassination master like Su Juesheng is not Han Muye's opponent, and no one else dares to say that he can defeat Han Muye.
Only with cultivation as the combat power to overwhelm and besiege with all his might.
Miyue Peak is just a few people in total.
This Han Muye's cultivation is not high.
As for the big formation on Tianfeng Ridge, to be honest, it is nothing to most people here.
With such a big array, could it really last for how long?
Not to mention Miyue Peak, even if the entire Mitian Sword Sect is pressed down, it is impossible for this great array to last long.
Shao Lin stared at the light curtain and did not speak.
The eyes of the others turned to the light curtain, and they saw Han Muye, who was originally looking at Su Juesheng, suddenly raised his head, and his gaze seemed to be opposite to everyone outside the light curtain.
This made many people slightly stunned.
Is it possible for Han Muye to see through the methods of a half-step Dao extermination powerhouse like Shao Lin?
"Su Juesheng, your kendo talent is good."
"Are you interested in joining me Miyue Peak?"
Han Muye's voice sounded.
These words shocked everyone outside the light curtain.
Let Su Juesheng join Miyue Peak!
In the light curtain, Su Juesheng's eyes were confused, and his face was full of disbelief.
"You, you're not going to kill me?"
Su Juesheng thought that he would die this time.
Han Muye shook his head.
He looked at Su Juesheng, and there was a faint divine light in his eyes, so that Su Juesheng didn't dare to look directly.
"I'll teach you the way of the sword, within a month, you kill all the invading enemies, and I will take you into Miyue Peak, otherwise, I will kill you."
"How dare you?"
Dare!
The smile on Su Juesheng's face slowly bloomed.
In the eyes of Shao Lin and the others outside the light curtain, this smile revealed the killing intent that made their hearts chill. (End of chapter)