"Mu Chengfeng, do you dare to fight?"

Yang Tian still maintained a posture of taking the sword as a salute, no matter whether Mu Chengfeng really hid the unknown means, he almost caused Zhao Ziji to die in Huangquan, but he was deliberately defeated in his own hands and humiliated. He didn't want to investigate what the truth was, he felt that as long as Mu Chengfeng responded to this battle and made a few moves with the jade jade sword in his hand, then all doubts and mysteries would be solved.

He couldn't wait, just like the disciples of the three sects around the small sword altar, no matter how exciting the story of twists and turns was, it was not as happy and direct as the real sword and true spirit.

Under the fiery and eager gazes, without any hesitation, Chu Muyun stepped onto the small sword altar step by step.

In his right hand, he held the Yi Shui Han Sword, which also had a hidden appearance, and his right arm was across his chest, and the body of the Han Sword stood upright in front of him.

At the same time, his left hand and fingers crossed his chest, touching the sword body of Yi Shui Han's sword, and a cold light swept through his fingers, like a fleeting meteor, spreading along the sword body and disappearing at the tip of the sword.

He learned the general outline of the sword technique of the Imperial Sword Sect from the four elders, and it can be said that among the inner disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect, no one knows the sword technique of the Imperial Sword Sect better than him, and this easy access to the Imperial Sword Sect is naturally not a problem with the momentum of the sword salute.

Since Zhao Ziji wanted to take advantage of this opportunity and use him as a stepping stone to the sky, he didn't mind paying a good salute. As long as the famous sword Yang Tian defeats the sword, then the past of Zhao Ziji who was almost cut by himself will be widely spread, and all those unrealistic fantasies will make Zhao Ziji completely unable to gain a foothold in the inner door because of the cruelty of reality.

Zhao Ziji, who eats the consequences of his own evil and does many unrighteous acts, is destined to have this end, because no matter how powerful Yang Tian is, he can't be his opponent, because Zhao Ziji can't imagine that Mu Chengfeng, who has been planning and calculating, has already left this unkind place full of right and wrong last night. And the person in front of him is the top of the Qingyun list.

"Please ......" Chu Muyun's clear and bright eyes looked at Yang Tian who was not far away, and said calmly.

So the audience held their breath at this moment, not because of Chu Muyun's word 'please', but after the sound of this word fell, the high-grade spiritual weapon jade jade sword in Yang Tian's hand suddenly shot out an amplification rune engraved on the sword body, like a rune storm was instantly lifted and raged towards Chu Muyun.

It seems that the anger caused by Zhao Ziji's provocation has turned into an invincible anger in Yang Tian's body, making his sword edge sharper. Coupled with the unique sword body inscription technique of the Famous Sword Sect, the jade jade sword, a top-grade spiritual weapon, has vaguely reached the extreme of the spiritual weapon grade.

With such strength, if it is really against Zhao Ziji, Chu Muyun thinks that there will be a battle.

However, it is a pity that whether it is in terms of talent or cultivation, from the grade level of the sword in his hand or the experience of actual combat, the two can be described as different from each other. Yang Tian, who was extremely angry and unreserved, in the hands of Chu Muyun, couldn't change the outcome of this duel.

Yang Tian's momentum is very strong, and he can even use the magnificence to describe the runes that are flying throughout the small sword altar. This is undoubtedly a storm, and it is said that before the storm, it should be quiet, but this time, the storm has swept in front of him, and Chu Muyun is still calm.

He could see that in the storm set off by the runes, there was a little dazzling light mixed in it. He knew that it was the spirit sword in Yang Tian's hand, ready to kill him with one blow when he dealt with the dazzling rune storm.

Since you can see the clues, you won't leave any chance for the other party.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more severe, just when everyone thought that it was time for Chu Muyun to use the spiritual power to protect the body, his steps moved strangely.

Around the small sword altar, no one could see clearly how Mu Yun's body moved, even Jiang Donghua and Huo Xiaoyu, who were relatively strong in cultivation, could only vaguely feel that Chu Muyun was walking through the rune storm condensed by Yang Tian step by step, without hindrance, like a leisurely walk, and then stopped in front of Yang Tian.

What followed was a cold sword light.

The surroundings of the small sword altar were still very quiet, and this time, along with the rune storm on the sword altar, it also stopped. It was not Yang Tian who took the initiative to regain the momentum, but was torn apart by a fierce sword qi with sword marks of more than ten meters, and the rune storm had to disperse.

On the small sword altar, after a rune storm calmed down, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a shocking picture.

The sword in Chu Muyun's hand was only half a centimeter away from Yang Tian's neck, not that it didn't hurt him, but it was only half a centimeter away, and Yang Tian was killed here.

And looking at Yang Tian again, the jade jade sword was only halfway out, and it stopped halfway. And his head didn't dare to move in the slightest, and he didn't even dare to swallow the horror in his heart, lest if his throat moved, the cold sword would end him.

All he could do was roll his eyes and try to look down with his peripheral vision, trying to estimate how far he was still away......

The crowd was still immersed in the horror of this sword, and Yang Zejun, who had already expected the result, suddenly said recklessly: "Yes, that's it, exactly the same scar as Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Hiss......"

"It's so strong!"

"It's a sword!"

"I didn't expect that an outer disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect would have this kind of strength. The small sword altar was noisy again, and the disciples of the three sects who were skeptical of Mu Chengfeng at the beginning were all subdued by this sword at this moment.

"How is it possible! This waste obviously only has the cultivation of the Tattoo Spirit Realm, and obviously it can't do the three-style fighting tactics in my hands...... How could a sword make Yang Tian have no power to fight back, and he would be captured?" Zhao Ziji was like being struck by lightning, and her emotions were a little out of control. He turned around, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he glared angrily at Yang Zejun, who only made rumors, and wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

Ling Hong, who was ranked fifty-five on the Qingyun List of the Tibetan Sword Sect, also unconsciously rose a cold current: "Could it be that I am clumsy?"

You must know that Yang Tian is an inner disciple of the Later Stage of the Famous Sword Sect's Soul Washing Realm, in addition to the core disciples of the Three Sects who are conducting the true Three Sects Sword Discussion at the peak of the Heavenly Peak at the moment, he is also a leader in the inner sect of the Famous Sword Sect.

Even if Ling Hong went into battle in person, it would be difficult to defeat Yang Tian under the sword without more than a dozen moves, but now it is good, in the hands of an outer disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, he can't even catch a sword. If it weren't for the mercy of the other party's subordinates, even a small life would be confessed here.

Where the Imperial Sword Sect is, Jiang Donghua and Huo Xiaoyu glanced at each other, others don't understand the situation, as the senior brothers of the Imperial Sword Sect, they don't mean that they don't know.

For Yang Zejun and Mu Chengfeng's realm cultivation, it was determined by the assessment of the sect, and there may be only one possibility for this situation.

That is, Mu Chengfeng's true cultivation is indeed only in the Tattoo Spirit Realm, but his combat power is not limited to this.

Because when a kendo artist, if he exhausts his strength for several years, only cultivates one sword, and practices this sword to do whatever he wants, practice to the extreme, and practice to the extreme of fastness, before all the opponent's offensive condensation comes, he can preemptively strike, even if there is a gap in the cultivation realm, he can rewrite the outcome of the first battle.