In the face of the menacing giant sword, Han Mingrui was still not impatient, and even said that she didn't move at all.

The giant sword was already in front of her, only ten centimeters away.

She finally moved.

The hand was raised slightly, and suddenly, a huge momentum erupted from her, and several fiery red streamers revolved around her, forming a red light curtain.

Ding Ding.

At that moment, the giant sword seemed to have been subjected to countless attacks, and the sound of collision was incessant, extremely sharp, and the disciples with lowly cultivation couldn't help but cover their ears.

Then, the giant sword unexpectedly stopped in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

"Broken. ”

Han Mingrui said softly, and as soon as the magic trick in her hand changed, those red streamers suddenly turned into a rain of light and slammed into the giant sword, and the attack positions were all in the same place!

Click.

Everyone heard the sound of shattering and couldn't help but be horrified.

The slightest crack spread from the place where it was hit, and Guo An's eyes showed shock, and he hurriedly urged the sword technique to take back the giant sword.

I gasped when I saw it.

There were several cracks in the greatsword, and the blade was almost shattered.

This is a very hard black iron, how did it become like this in that instant?

Sou.

Several red feather darts suddenly appeared in front of Guo An, and the sharp tips pressed against his skin, making him creepy.

So fast, so accurate!

This is Han Mingrui's strength?

He used the strongest move, but he didn't let Han Mingrui's footsteps move too much, and people didn't even look serious!

A sense of frustration arose.

Why, it is the same realm of unity, but the gap is so big.

"I lost. Guo An said lonely.

With a move from Han Mingrui, those red feather darts disappeared, and no one could see where they came from.

Guo An faltered and walked in the direction of the disciples of the Ming Sword Sect, disheartened.

He finally understood where the gap between himself and the four geniuses of Yanzhou was.

That is a hope-no-brainer conclusion.

Those extremely dazzling characters, their realm is far higher than themselves, they have an innate talent, otherwise they would not be called geniuses.

"Well done. ”

Suddenly, a hand slapped on his shoulder, Guo An looked up blankly and found Yan Beifeng standing in front of him.

"Senior Brother......

"Fighting against the strong, you will always gain something, understand it well, and then it's up to the senior brother. Yan Beifeng smiled gently and walked towards Han Mingrui.

"Yan Beifeng, the chief disciple of the Ming Sword Sect, please give the girl advice. ”

Chief disciple, Yan Beifeng!

Han Mingrui had already noticed Yan Beifeng, and from Yan Beifeng's body, she could feel a trace of a powerful aura.

It's a good opponent.

Han Mingrui nodded at him, then stretched out her hand and said, "Please." ”

Yan Beifeng laughed, flipped his palm, and a guqin appeared in his hand.

"The sun is just right at this time, why don't we play a song together, girl?"

The guqin floated in the air, and Yan Beifeng's fingers touched the strings.

Buzz –

The people present trembled, and the sound of the piano seemed to go straight to the soul, and just one note made their hearts beat faster.

"Interesting, you're the 'sound idiot' in the chief of the Ming Sword Sect. ”

Han Mingrui said lightly, and then with a flick of her wrist, several red lightning bolts blasted towards Yan Beifeng, and the sound of breaking the air was very piercing.

Buzz.

Yan Beifeng's hands were linked, and a string of notes was played, and suddenly, waves of sound like substance swept away, blocking all of Han Mingrui's attacks!

Rhythm Attack!

A peaceful smile appeared at the corner of Yan Beifeng's mouth, and his slender and white fingers stroked the strings, and the sound of the piano was melodious, swinging thousands of miles away.

In the sound of the piano, sometimes the breeze blows, sometimes the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, sometimes the mountains and rivers flow, and sometimes the dead trees are spring.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, but there is a hidden killing intention, and the rhythm seems to turn into a sharp sword, stabbing at Han Mingrui fiercely!

The rhythm is like a sword, and the air runs through the rainbow!

Han Mingrui's eyebrows frowned slightly, the other party's rhythm not only had an impact on her hearing, but could even invade her soul, making her almost lose her mind.

Whoosh!

The red feather darts flew all over the sky, dissolving Yan Beifeng's sword qi one by one.

Suddenly, the speed in Yan Beifeng's hand accelerated, and the originally brisk tune instantly turned into a storm, roaring, roaring, shocking!

The air waves swept away, like a rushing river, wave after wave, full of momentum.

"The surging water comes up from the sky, girl, take it!"

Rumble!

Yan Beifeng's true yuan is like a match, wrapped around him, and the color is pure as substance!

Huh-

His fingers shook, the guqin shook, Han Mingrui only felt as if he was locked, and a huge sword qi appeared out of thin air.

This Yan Beifeng actually used the rhythm of music to such an extent, using the rhythm as a sword, and directly exerted a fierce sword qi!

However.

"The falling flowers are silent, and the rainstorm is merciless. ”

The sky is full of red light, bewitching and moving, overwhelmingly swept towards the north wind of Yan!

Rumble!

Two terrifying momentum erupted, and the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the One Realm was unobstructed, and most of the outer disciples were in a trance for a while, and then fell into a deep shock.

In mid-air, the sword qi collided with the red light, emitting a deafening roar, and one attack after another was continuous, making those disciples tremble.

She ...... It's so scary......"

Guo An's face turned pale with fright, and he suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Han Mingrui's posture for the first time five years ago.

That time, Han Mingrui was like a fairy high above, and for some reason she fought with Senior Brother Chu Tianze, and was finally defeated by Senior Brother Chu Tianze.

Thinking about it now, although Han Mingrui had lost to Senior Brother Chu Tianze, she was one of the four geniuses of Yanzhou after all, and she was far from being comparable to them!

Many disciples who were watching the battle retreated one after another, and Han Mingrui and Yan Beifeng's attacks were even more fierce and tricky, and even after some attacks collided, they exploded in all directions, forming waves of qi scattered in all directions.

With this level of strength, just a little aftermath is not something they can easily resist!

"The strength of this disciple of the Ming Sword Sect is really good, and the way of the sound and rhythm of cultivation is even fused with a trace of the artistic conception of the sword, which is interesting. "The Great Elder of the Heavenly Feather Sect, Gong Zhengqing, praised again and again.

But he wasn't worried that Han Mingrui would lose at all.

When the sect master of the Ming Sword Sect heard this, he smiled and said, "Yan Beifeng, this kid likes music, this is his talent. ”

"The Ming Sword Sect is really blessed. ”

On the high platform, the Great Elder of the Heavenly Feather Sect and the Sect Master of the Ming Sword Sect complimented each other, and on the field, the battle had come to an end.

The true element in Yan Beifeng's body was consumed very quickly, and there were already some signs that it could not be supported.

This Han Mingrui not only has an extremely strong explosion, but also has an extremely terrifying endurance, and the long-range attack is controlled very accurately.

"It's time for it to end. ”

Han Mingrui lightly opened her lips, and her clear voice exploded in Yan Beifeng's ears.

Not good!

Yan Beifeng had an ominous premonition, and the flesh and blood all over his body were tumbling, telling him that the crisis was coming!

Han Mingrui's killer move is coming!