The moment Butian's fifth sword was unsheathed, Renault's forward steps stopped, and the pupils in his eyes shrank, as if he was afraid.

This sword, Renault had already seen Butian use it before, which made him feel a faint aura of danger as he sat outside the court. Until now that he was within the range of this sword, this sword showed even more danger.

Frowning slightly, Renault was vigilant in his heart, this sword attack was too strong, the attack was condensed at one point, and he had to use his hole cards.

Thinking in his heart was only for a moment, and the power of the fifth sword was already in front of him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Renault stomped on the ground, his body suddenly rotated in reverse, driving the long knife in his hand to dance like a disk, and in a hundredth of a breath, his figure had completely turned into a circle of white light dazzling spiral vortex, the long knife was outside, and the person was inside.

The outer circle is square inside, and the offense and defense are self-contained.

Reached the low-level level 2 skill of the Triple Heaven - Anti-Spiral Knife Dance.

The spiral vortex that Renault had turned into had just formed, and the fifth sword had already arrived.

This sword is very fast and powerful, but when it falls into the eyes of people, it seems to be simple and plain, and it is obvious to see the earth-shattering power of this sword, but there is a sense of ordinary complexity in the bottom of my heart.

This is the fifth sword, the fifth sword with a completely restrained attack, there is no trace of energy overflowing, all the power is condensed at the tip of the sword, and only when this sword completely explodes, will its hideous and terrifying place be revealed.

Everyone held their breath, and victory and defeat seemed to exist only between this sword.

Whether Butian has a stronger hole card, they don't know, but since the seeding tournament, Butian's strongest move is this fifth sword, and maybe this is also his last chance.

The dazzling white spiral vortex was surrounded by a huge suction, and this suction was accompanied by a trace of sharp blades.

Anti-spiral knife dance, a very strong offensive and defensive skill, outside the knife body, forming a spiral whirlpool, the center of the whirlpool, ordinary people have a feeling of dizziness at a glance. The attack of the same Cheng dù is approaching, and before it can get close, it will be affected by the powerful suction force formed by the vortex, and deviate from the attack trajectory.

And the vortex energy formed by the knife light is also a very powerful means of attack, and the knife that rotates and shuttles quickly is like a meat grinder, shattering a qiē.

Since Lei Luo learned this skill, no one of his contemporaries has been able to break his anti-spiral knife dance.

Of course, there are only a handful of peers who can force him to make this move, and these people are all first-level beings of the younger generation of the twelve great cities.

In Renault's mind, Butian can force him to use this hole card, which is enough to be proud. Still, the victory will be for him Renault.

Time was only instantaneous, and the fifth sword struck directly, a little ghost in front, followed by a line of sword body, and all the light seemed to be absorbed by this sword at this moment.

Like a steel needle inserted into the earth, the furious blade that swept out of the spiral whirlpool dissipated on its own as soon as it touched the tip of the sword, like a snowflake under the early sun, and it could not resist the fate of dissolving after all.

The vertical and horizontal knife qi seems to be surging golden lotus, continuously rushing out of the whirlpool, each sword qi is extremely sharp, and the knife rays formed around the whirlpool seem to be like a carp crossing the river, sneering at the sound of breaking the air one after another.

Butian's eyes were extremely cold, no matter how many mayflies there were, how could they shake the giant tree?

Where the fifth sword passed, the dense swords dissipated one after another, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, smashing directly into the Yellow Dragon. Even the strong suction formed by the whirlpool cannot be hindered in the slightest.

But in an instant, the fifth sword had already attacked the center of the spiral whirlpool, and the little ghost at the tip of the sword suddenly bloomed like a flower, the ghostly light was flourishing, the sharp sword light stinged into the eyes, and the whining sword roared like a thousand ghosts crying souls.

The swirling swirls of sword light collided with the sudden burst of sharp sword rays. Thousands of sparks hang upside down like the Milky Way, and the harsh metal friction sound is moving.

Renault sneered in his heart, and the knife in his hand danced more and more rapidly, like a phantom. He wanted to see how the other party broke his anti-spiral knife dance.

The frequency of the whirlpool rotated abruptly, and the sparks of metal impact and friction appeared in patches, like water pouring down. The sharp attack of the fifth sword was blocked, and it was difficult to penetrate the whirlpool in the slightest.

Even if the chopsticks are made of iron, they are still difficult to work without enough strength to support them.

The scene seemed to be deadlocked, but the audience outside the stadium still stared at the two people on the stage without blinking.

The contest was a very choppy affair that was far more intense than all the previous ones.

At this moment, in everyone's hearts, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, the strength of the two has been respected by them, even if they are losers, it is a success.

Six minutes into the game, the two on the stage are still deadlocked, and with four minutes left to play, if the two don't want to end in a draw, the winner will be decided immediately.

At this moment, the sword in Butian's hand suddenly heard a creaking and cracking sound, and the fine iron sword body suddenly appeared with a slight crack, like a spider web, as if it would be completely shattered in a moment.

Bu Tian's heart was cold, if the sword was broken, he would no longer have any chance to win.

With a horizontal heart, Bu Tian knew that he couldn't delay like this any longer, and he would be in danger one second late, and he had to break the deadlock. Even if the sword is broken, he will inflict heavy damage on the other party the moment the sword is broken.

The reason why it was difficult for the fifth sword to break through the spiral vortex was because it lacked stronger strength support. Since the existing strength is not enough to break free from the cage, use more powerful power.

The Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld, the Sixth Sword!

The sky-high sword roar suddenly resounded throughout the audience, a little ghost at the tip of the sword suddenly permeated the entire sword body, the gloomy ghost cry reverberated into the wind, and a vague black shadow appeared silently behind Bu Tian, as if overlapping with his figure, making the same movements as him, and the blurred black hand was on the hilt of the sword.

The black shadow's whole body was shrouded in a faint glow, and his face was blurred, except for a pair of scarlet eyes, which were hideous and terrifying. The pitch-black palm he held with Bu Tian on the hilt of the sword did not feel the slightest touch, as if it was just a light and shadow.

All the spectators outside the arena were stunned, what kind of sword technique was this? How could there be such an eerie and terrifying sword technique in the Holy Order Alliance?

"This ...... This sword technique skill seems to be the thirteen swords of the Netherworld that were circulated thirty years ago. An old voice suddenly came from the viewing platform, and an old man with a withered face said uncertainly, his eyes showing a hint of fear.

"What? This is the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld? No, I heard that this sword technique was very popular at the beginning, and it was created by a strong man in the Middle Ages, as long as you master this low-level 2 sword technique to the Eighth Heaven, you can inherit the mantle inheritance he left behind. A middle-aged man next to him heard what the old man said, and his face was a little incredulous.

"Come on, who doesn't know this, but you also have to have someone who can master the Eighth Heaven, thirty years ago, this sword skill caused a bloody storm in the Holy Order Alliance, and finally it was rubbed into many copies, and many people learned it. But as long as anyone learns this skill, no one will survive for five years. ”

Another person spoke, this person happened to be a strong man whose strength had reached the middle level, and there was a sneering look on his face, as if he was very uninterested in this Netherworld Thirteen Swords.

"Hey, this Brent is amazingly talented, and he is only in his 20s now, but he has learned such a forbidden secret art, he is simply jealous!" An old man seemed to be very emotional, and his tone was low.

These remarks are the words of the older generation of people who have lived through that time and know something about this kind of secret, unlike the young people, who can only see the power of the sword, but do not understand the risks involved.

The Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld are forbidden swordsmanship, and those who learn them will not live for more than five years. This kind of news is not clear to Butian, even Locke does not know, it can only be said that Earl Warren did not have any good intentions when he gave him this swordsmanship skill. Until now, Bu Tian was still kept in the dark, and he didn't notice the weirdness of this sword technique at all.

The discussion of everyone outside the arena was only for a moment, and the sixth sword of Butian on the competition platform had been released.

The black shadow was around, and the cracks on the sword body shrouded in ghostly light increased more and more, and the creaking sound was clear in the ears.

This sword condensed too strong energy, even if Bu Tian tried his best to control the convergence of energy in the process of taking out the sword, this sword was also on the verge of collapse, and even some places on the sword body were still a little iron filings spilled.

The weird and gloomy sixth sword, the sword qi that rushed into the sky seemed to be about to shake the clouds in the sky. Different from the points and surfaces of the fifth sword, the sixth sword gathers all the energy in the whole sword, the ghostly light is rich, and even in the process of coming out of the sword, the poignant Devil May Cry seems to turn into a substantial sonic attack, resentment, anger, hatred, sorrow, bitterness, and the negative feelings of a qiē are all over the place.

Bu Tian's sharp eyebrows are like a sharp sword, the scarlet eyes of the black shadow behind him seem to be silently sneering, the sixth sword and the spiral vortex collide violently, the ghost light of the sword body is like flowing water, and the majestic energy is contained in it, inch by inch straight into the center of the vortex, slow and unstoppable!

The iron sword clicked and trembled like a wail, and the blade was shattered to pieces, and every inch of attack into the whirlpool was scattered.

Renault's originally plain and confident eyes changed color slightly at this time, and he felt a huge resistance at the place where the long knife danced, and this resistance was like a flood breaking the embankment, fierce and endless. Even the ears are constantly hearing terrible ghost tears, and all kinds of negative feelings have surged from the bottom of my heart, which makes people irritable and uneasy.

"Broken!"

Bu Tian suddenly let out a low shout, his arm muscles bulged, and he stabbed out the sixth sword with all his might, and the overlapping black shadow palms made the same action at this moment, and a faint red light came out from the black shadow palm, and it was attached to the sword body in an instant.

It's like a meteor falling and the earth falling.

The spiral vortex displayed by Reynolds was like being crushed by a boulder, the roar rumbled, the flying sparks converged into a sea, and the sound of a gear jamming suddenly came, and the sixth sword finally burst through the spiral vortex.

However, after a moment, an earth-shattering explosion roared. The fine iron long sword in Bu Tian's hand suddenly shattered and exploded, and the violent energy slammed into the entire arena, and the sharp pieces of iron scattered in all directions, and even the ground built of black granite was plowed out of the trail traces.