The sword wind in the Guiyuan Sword Array never stopped striking, blowing into the eyes, there was a tingling feeling, and the eyes were unconsciously filled with tears. This is pure sword intent, the sword intent of the swordsman, like a thorny lotus, pure and upright but with the sharpest blade.

The low sound of the sword came into my ears, as if it shook my heart and devoured the rhythm of my heart.

The young man's steps stopped, stopping in front of the dazzling sword light that was cut through by the continuous sword intent that flowed like water.

Chu Muyun didn't turn back, and his soul perception told him that in response to this sword that was as fast as the wind, turning back could only miss the best opportunity to make a move, so as to send himself under the sword light.

In the face of such a kendo practitioner who was at the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Cleansing Realm, only he did not dare to slack off at all in the late stage of the Spirit Realm.

Therefore, when the terrifying sword light struck, Chu Muyun had already taken out the commonly used mortal sword, lit up the seven-star road map under his feet, took a few steps to turn the stars, and the figure quickly dodged out, and then with the cold glow of the moon, the tide of spiritual power broke through the dazzling sword light of the sea and went up head-on.

The battle between the two broke out very abruptly, and it was the first time that Chu Muyun faced the young man Junjie who was at the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Washing Realm. The other party's realm is far above him, comparable to an ordinary early stage sorcerer in the Spirit Washing Realm, and this person from the Sword Sect gives him a sharp and suffocating feeling, like a sword that is out of the sheath and wants to drink blood, and his whole body is full of swords, so even if he runs the "Truth Water Spirit Technique", it is a little difficult to use each sword.

"Earth Sword Technique!"

"Ten Thousand Swords Return!"

The Guiyuan Sword Formation erupted with extremely strong destructive power, and Chu Muyun unreservedly displayed a division of fighting tactics, but he could only barely maintain the upper hand and not lose for the time being. In the bamboo forest outside the sword array, the sword wind was also set off for no reason, and the bamboo leaves were pierced by the inexplicable wind, and then danced in the bamboo forest.

The young man of the Imperial Sword Sect who was the leader showed a little surprise in his eyes, and he couldn't be more clear about the strength of his junior brother. Unexpectedly, an ordinary late-stage sorcerer of the Tattoo Spirit Realm had not only cultivated the swordsmanship that only the inner disciples of their Imperial Sword Sect could do, but also that under the sword of the Ninth Senior Brother, he could persist until now, which was really a bit impressive to him.

"It seems that this guy also has a lot of chance, and he actually stole my sword skills from somewhere!" said the other three teenagers, the one with a wide eyebrow spacing.

"Where there is an opportunity, it is just a glimpse of the door, within ten moves, he will become the sword of the ninth junior brother. Another young man holding a sword in his arms squinted.

The young man at the head didn't speak, he just quietly watched the battle between the two, and after about three moves, he looked at the hour and said impatiently: "Lao Jiu, don't try the sword again, let's finish it early." Let your fifth and eighth senior brothers practice for a while, and we will go to the Murong clan to restore their lives!"

Sure enough, as soon as the young man's voice fell, the young man who made Chu Muyun retreat step by step, his breath suddenly condensed. He slashed down with a sword, slashing out like a real sword shadow like lightning, Chu Muyun's heart was shocked, and before he could take out the sword, he was directly shocked dozens of meters away.

"Senior brother can't wait! Waste, take my last sword!"

The young man smiled, he twisted the sword technique, a starlight sword mark was formed in his hand, and then under the contemptuous arc of the corner of his mouth, the sword mark shot sharply, the seal light silenced all the noise, and the whole world seemed to fall into silence, you can imagine how much power this sword mark contains!

Chu Muyun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his expression was extremely solemn, this 'Flying Star Sword Seal' he had seen in the General Outline of the Sword Sect's Sword Technique, it was created by the current Sect Master of the Sword Sect, although it belonged to the division-level low-level sword technique, but its power was more than twice that of the Earth Sword Technique.

Almost at the end of his rope, he gathered the cold ice spiritual power of his whole body and sealed it in the sword, and under the strong light of the sword seal, his mind was clear. He slashed out three swords in a row, the Rock Ice Wolf Spirit Pattern, the Giant Ice Jiao Spirit Pattern and the Snow Fox Spirit Pattern were like three demon beasts unsealed in the sword, and they suddenly broke through the restrictions of space and roared and rushed to attack.

Where the three spirit pattern bodies passed, the air and sword intent were frozen and frozen by that cold current, only time was passing, and only the spirit pattern body demon beasts were raiding.

"Boom!"

The Rock Ice Wolf Spirit Pattern Body collided headlong with the Starlight Sword Mark, and then turned into a rainbow-like Spirit Pattern and scattered in front of the Sword Mark. The giant ice Jiao spirit pattern body threw out a huge snake-like tail, smashed on the sword mark, only to see that the starlight sword mark shot out a dense sword air flow like rain, the rain hit the beach, and the body of the giant ice Jiao was pierced by the sword air flow and countless fine holes, and finally exploded, filling the sky with spiritual light.

The snow fox spirit pattern had just been condensed from under the sword, and it was sealed by the sudden sword seal, Chu Muyun only felt that there was a blank in front of him, and the starlight sword mark invaded his body in the blink of an eye.

A pure and intense energy surged in Chu Muyun's body, and a star-like sword light emanated from his body, as if that energy was about to burst out of his body, making his muscles and bones seem to burst, and he was in pain.

The sword in his hand also broke into pieces at this moment, and with a heart-rending roar, the pure energy contained in the flying star sword seal instantly broke out, Chu Muyun's hair was like a needle, his robe was flying, and the surrounding earth burst inch by inch, and suddenly the dust was all over the sky, and the yellow dust was rolling.

The blood and qi surged, Chu Muyun's face was translucent, and a trace of blood light rose in the rolling yellow dust.

"Vulnerable!" The young man walked over, glancing at Chu Muyun, who was standing like duckweed with blood on the corner of his mouth, and then fell his gaze to the senior brother of the same sect.

"Old eight, it's your turn!" The young man headed by him had a hollow gaze, and he didn't even have the interest to look at Chu Muyun at the moment, he seemed to be an outsider, turned around awe-inspiringly, and wanted to leave.

A loser, in the eyes of Jiang Yusheng, has no qualifications to win sympathy and mercy at all.

Chu Muyun, who was already seriously injured, was in the hands of his fifth and eighth junior brothers, and he was afraid that he would not be able to make half a move.

So he turned around and left without interest, their task had been completed, and all he needed to do now was to go to Murong Mansion and wait for the arrival of the envoy of the Qinglong Prince......

The bamboo forest was silent, the four members of the Imperial Sword Sect had already left, no one knew that in this bleak bamboo forest, there was a sword array trapped by the disciples of Elder Liu of the Danhui Pavilion, and no one knew that Chu Muyun was already seriously injured and collapsed in the sword formation at this moment.

After he was seriously injured by the old nine who was known as the Sword Thirteen Lang of the Sword Sect, he fought against the eighth and fifth members of the Sword Thirteen Lang with his seriously injured body one after another, saying that it was a battle, but in fact, he was used by those three as puppets to test the sword, and he was completely humiliated.

His green robe was full of narrow sword marks, and there were blood stains on his cheeks. He couldn't count how many tiny sword marks there were on his body, but he knew that every inch of muscle was accompanied by a dull pain like a mosquito bite, and every sword mark was well grasped and not enough to make him fatal.

This is not the other party's deliberate mercy, this is a kind of humiliation.

Just as Mrs. Murong explained, it is necessary to make Chu Muyun realize what is unattainable, what is the difference between cloud and mud, and what is called wishful thinking. As Jiang Yusheng said when he left, Murong Yunshang is a white phoenix who does not eat fireworks in the world, and he Chu Muyun is just a sin body to be trampled on, and even any of their sword thirteen langs can't resist it, and the so-called marriage contract is only ugly and unbearable under the premise of this reality.

Chu Muyun's breath was weak, his Dan robe was soaked with blood, his eyes blinked weakly, full of confusion, no one knew what he was looking at, and no one knew what he was thinking, because his heart was full of hatred!