After repeated drills, he has been able to condense the spirit pattern body with the tip of the sword, and this style is the return of ten thousand swords.

He used the "Dishui Spiritual Technique" to control the trajectory of spiritual power, and the sword shadow cut out by the return of ten thousand swords was the seven-star soul rejuvenation grass spirit pattern that opened all over the battle platform.

The sword intent of the Seven Star Soul Restoration Grass Spirit Pattern is like an all-pervasive wind, through the swept wind and sand, like an invisible and beautiful chain of order law, circling and flying in the void of the battle platform, cutting through the subtle flying sand, breaking through the condensed air, and competing with the Xuanyuan Divine Pattern around the barbarian in armor.

This is the confrontation between the sword intent and the divine pattern, deducing life and death in stillness.

Qingyou Garden is very quiet, perhaps it is the two strong fighting intentions that drive away all kinds of insects and birds, and also drive away the cold wind, pulling everyone's minds, so that the rhythm of all rhythms beats with the mutual imprisonment of the moves. Stillness is not absolute, it is just that the reference body is different.

"From the moment you step into the Imperial City, you are destined to have one after another troubles, and you can't avoid them. Of course, there is a radical way to free you from this, and this method is also the last way, and that is 'death'!"

The armor-clad barbarian had a contempt for life in his eyes, and his voice was extremely cold, which was not at all the demeanor of a person in the army.

As the word 'death' blurted out, the wind and sand that swept around the battle platform began to disappear towards Chu Muyun, and a strange and powerful energy seemed to come from the flying sand in the sky, absorbing the water in Chu Muyun's body, and the vitality seemed to be draining.

Chu Muyun noticed that the Xuanyuan Divine Pattern that was surrounding the other party's body was becoming more and more clear and condensed, and he suddenly had the illusion of being emptied, as if he was trapped in the boundless desert, and he had a vague idea of giving up his life.

Chu Muyun suddenly lost his mind, and at this moment, the sleeping wisp of soul remnants suddenly produced a shallow consciousness warning of danger. A strong fluctuation of soul power suddenly shook in his soul, and the fluctuation spread out of his body, inexplicably raising a strange wind, lifting the needle-like hair and a green robe.

Chu Muyun's handsome face was extremely clear, and his eyes were as bright and clear as ever. Awakened from his misconceptions, he unleashed the power of his divine soul close to the Xuanwu realm without any taboo, and the powerful divine soul power oppressed like a ripple, instantly covering all the leaders present.

"What an amazing divine soul power!" Prince Mo looked at Chu Muyun in surprise.

Although the cultivation of these Qingyun test children is considered to be the best among their peers, there are indeed few people whose divine soul power can compete with Chu Muyun. Even the little princess and Mo Sheng, feeling the oppression of this divine soul, couldn't help frowning, and released their divine souls to relieve this almost suffocating torment, not to mention the young marshal army barbarian boy who was closest to Chu Muyun.

The divine soul could not bear the sudden strong oppression, and the corners of the barbarian's mouth suddenly overflowed with bright red blood, and the Xuanyuan Divine Pattern around his body collapsed and dispersed.

At this moment, the sword intent emanating from the Seven Star Soul Restoration Grass was like a wind blade messily cutting through that layer of armor, and then under the many shocking gazes, a touch of its dazzling sword intent passed through the barbarian's body protection aura, and this guy from the Kou Clan's young marshal army was like a thousand knives, and was left with countless small sword intent sword marks in the desert full of flying sand in the desert full of flying sand, and he knelt down in front of Chu Muyun with an embarrassed look.

The desert wind and sand gradually faded away, leaving only the desolation and vastness of the land.

Chu Muyun dissipated his spirit pattern body and strong sword intent, he stood in place and quietly adjusted the divine soul that broke the embankment for a long time, until the qi and blood in his body calmed down again, and the fluctuations of the divine soul gradually subsided, and then he reluctantly bowed to the barbarian on the opposite side.

"The winner, the Seven Shadows of the Danhui Pavilion ......" The Seven Princes of Namo were also shocked for a while, and only then did they announce the result of this battle with a look of appreciation.

In the battle of the late stage of the Soul Washing Realm against the early stage of the Soul Washing Realm, even if the guy in the young marshal's army suppressed his strength to the same realm, there was still no suspense in the ending, after all, the barbarians who had experienced the scenery of the Spirit Washing Realm, even if they suppressed their strength, were not the enemy that ordinary Tattoo Spirit Realm late stage sorcerers could oppose.

However, it was this battle without suspense, but under the witness of many Qingyun trials, there was an unexpected ending.

As the owner of the Zhiqiu Mansion once said, the ending will never be cute, never.

"Useless guy!" the eyes of the new generation of witches of the Miao clan were as cold as knives.

The young master of the Kou clan's young marshal army's face was a little cold, but his complexion was much more amiable than that of Murong Yu of the Murong clan. Murong Yu secretly clenched his fists, no matter what means he used, he would complete the task assigned by the family this time.

"Good guy, it's really you!" Chu Muyun returned to his seat, Mo Sheng couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and raised his fist to smash Chu Muyun's chest casually.

How did you know that this inadvertent punch shook Chu Muyun so much that the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his face was also full of blood. Mo Sheng was startled, completely confused about the situation, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong with you......"

Chu Muyun used the cold ice spiritual power to forcibly suppress the injury, and after a long time, his complexion and aura gradually recovered, and he looked a little weak and said: "It's okay, it's just that the spiritual power is surging after the war, and it hasn't been adjusted well!"

He didn't tell Mo Sheng the real reason for his injury, because his soul was damaged by the early warning of that remnant thought, after all, the existence of that wisp of remnant soul was not trivial, and it was better to involve less people in life-critical matters.

After Chu Muyun's battle, after two more meetings, the atmosphere between the venues was once again pulled up.

The first to ascend to the stage was the Zang family Dashao, who had been confused during the banquet, and his opponent, to be exact, the opponent he challenged, was Murong Yu.

As we all know, among the four major clans in the Imperial City, the strength of the Murong Clan and the Zang Sect is far above the other two. And the first teenager of the younger generation of these two major clans, his strength in the imperial city is also second only to the existence of the seventh prince of Mo. Therefore, this battle between Murong Yu and Zang Ao's friends can be described as a real high-profile battle.

At the moment when the two of them took the stage, on the seats of the family, the eyes became hot. Even Prince Mo Qi and the others rarely showed seriousness.

"Do you think that this time the two of them fight, who has a better chance of winning. ”

"It's really hard to say, both of them stayed in the middle stage of the Spirit Washing Realm for a year, I'm afraid it's a matter of course to break through the realm and enter the late stage. However, it is said that when Zang Ao left the Qianfeng Gate, he had already obtained the true inheritance of the Qianfeng Gate. ”

"That guy from the Murong family is not a fuel-efficient lamp, who knows if he has been tempered by the Imperial Sword Sect? In short, this meeting, no matter who the winner belongs to, is a visual feast for us and others!"