Supreme God Emperor

Zhang Zihao, practicing sword at the age of seven!

At the age of sixteen, he was intent on controlling the sword!

Twenty-two-year-old swordsmanship!

The peak of sword intent at the age of thirty-four!

Once he was a legend in the Nanyun Empire.

And now, many people have guessed that Zhang Zihao has realized the sword power.

Relying on the strength of the pinnacle sword intent, although Zhang Zihao is alone, he is regarded as one of the ten elders of the Seven Sages Academy, and his position is comparable to Mo Qingtian.

"It's not wrong, it's here!"

Zhang Zihao stood on the tower and scanned the bottom.

"Just now, that momentum can't be wrong, it's...sword force!" Zhang Zihao said to himself: "No, it should be a virtual sword force. It has its own power but no true meaning!"

Zhang Zihao's breathing gradually became rapid, and his eyes began to search below.

When his eyes fell on Mu Yun's body, his eyes gleamed, like a falcon, hitting Mu Yun directly.

"it's him!"

His gaze fell on Mu Yun, Zhang Zihao hibernated all over his body and began to stay on the tower, carefully watching this interesting game.

"Interesting, interesting, young people in their early twenties, younger than some of the Dragon Ban disciples, the five-fold Guan Yuan acupoint in the Spirit Acupoint realm, the virtual sword power, it's just a monster!"

Looking at Mu Yun, Zhang Zihao commented.

At this moment, Mu Yun was fully engaged in the battle with Li Zelin, and had no time to take care of others.

As soon as the sword intent appeared, Mu Yun's entire aura completely changed.

If it is said that the previous Mu Yun was a dusty sword that has not been out of its sheath, then Mu Yun is now unfolding his sharp side.

Mu Yun himself felt that perhaps he has been too casual, making many think that he is a soft persimmon and can be kneaded by others.

Recently, he wanted to tell those people that realm is not equal to strength.

"Sword Intent, I didn't expect that even you understood the sword intent, but I missed it." Li Zelin smiled bitterly and replied: "It's just that, even if it is the sword intent, my sword wants to fight you ."

"Your sword is very fast. If there is no sword intent, I think I can't take it down. Today, let me take a look at which one is better than the sword intent or the real fast sword."

In fact, Mu Yun knew how powerful the virtual sword power he controlled was.

It's just that he knows better that Li Zelin's realm is four levels higher than him, but the power of the virtual sword can completely make up for it.

Against Li Zelin, a strong man with a solid realm and quick sword shots, he is not very sure!

"It's so good, then I won't hide it anymore!" Li Zelin laughed, and the long sword in his hand was spinning faster and faster.

"What I'm practicing is the sword art of chasing the wind and killing the life, chasing the wind, killing the life, once it is used, even I sometimes can't control it, tutor, be careful!"

"Be careful every moment!"

Mu Yun smiled, stepping out.

The battle of the strong has completely kicked off.

Chasing the wind, killing his life, Li Zelin's sword is simple and unpretentious, the sword is three feet long, the blade is straight, and between the waves, the blue sword aura fills the ring.

Mu Yun just held the Qingjiao Sword in his hand and looked at Li Zelin carefully, but did not intend to make a move.

Suddenly, Li Zelin moved.

Sword goes fast, man, faster!

A sword was cut out, and the wind was surging above the ring, the squally wind rose, and the whimpering wind complemented the sound of the sword, and rolled up a sword wind.

The sword wind whizzed away and went straight to Mu Yun.

This wind, hide, cannot hide.

That being the case, there is only war!

The Green Dragon Sword flew up, and Mu Yun's figure did not avoid it. He actually stepped forward directly, got into the tornado, and got into the core of the sword wind.

Ding Ding Ding...

A crisp percussion sounded, and the sound of the sword mingled with the sound of the wind. Within the sword wind, Mu Yun's figure appeared phantom several times, and the speed became faster and faster.

Seeing this, Li Zelin's eyes also shined.

He could faintly feel that Mu Yun's sword intent was completely different from Mo Yang's.

Speaking carefully, Mu Yun's sword intent is more extensive and profound, and there is a momentum in it, which is the general trend of the world.

Mu Yun's sword intent is naturally different from Mo Yang.

Mo Yang is the pinnacle sword intent, and Mu Yun is the virtual sword intent.

Sword intent is the warrior's own understanding of the sword, and he controls the sword by himself, while the sword power is the warrior's transparency of the sword, and the sword is controlled by the power of the world.

Compared with heaven and earth, man is so small.

Compared with Jian Yi, the virtual sword power is naturally more than a hundred times stronger.

But even so, Li Zelin can still resist under the situation of Mu Yun's virtual sword power, it is really not simple.

Mu Yun's figure plunged into the tornado, and the Qingjiao sword glowed with a burst of sword light. The tornado became weaker and weaker with one sword and one sword, and finally collapsed.

Li Zelin's eyes lit up, and at the moment when the tornado disappeared, he forced Mu Yun away.

The sound of swords clinked between the two.

At this moment, everyone in the audience was already obsessed with it.

This competition seems to be too mysterious.

Li Zelin's sword was almost at its extreme, but every time it was about to touch Mu Yun, it was blocked.

Gradually, everyone discovered that it was not just Li Zelin's sword, but Mu Yun's sword, that seemed faster.

The two fought with each other, and their sword moves were more terrifying than the other.

"Feng Qiyun cut!"

With a low drink, the green dragon sword in Mu Yun's hand flew through the air, the sound of breaking through the air sounded, the sound of the wind howled, and the crackling sound pierced the eardrum.

Wuxin sword spectrum four styles, Mu Yun used it for the first time.

The powerful wind howled and gathered directly above Mu Yun's head. A giant sword phantom condensed into wind, and the air exploded wherever it passed.

"Chasing the wind!"

Seeing this sword, Li Zelin didn't dare to take it carelessly, throwing the tip of the simple long sword.

boom……

When the two collided, the sword was pressing.

Thump thump...

Li Zelin backed three steps, and on the other side, Mu Yun, also backed three steps.

Under one sword, evenly divided.

This scene surprised everyone.

For the first time, some people saw that there were people who could even share Mu Yun.

You know, Mu Yun has been crushing opponents since the beginning of the battle.

Similarly, some people also saw that for the first time someone was able to share the same score with Li Zelin.

Both of these people have good backgrounds.

"Haha, good, happy, take me another sword!"

Mu Yun laughed, the speed of the green dragon sword skyrocketed.

"Broyun soaring!"

In the second style of Wuxin Sword Spectrum, the Green Jiao Sword plunged into the sky, and the clouds disappeared under the giant sword.

Before, Mu Yun used the martial arts moves in every game of the Phantom Shenzong gate, the supreme inscription body, and the king's golden body.

These martial arts are his step-by-step accumulation from three thousand small worlds to thousands of big worlds.

And the two most core martial skills he cultivated were the Heavenly Thunder God Body Jue and Wuxin Sword Book.

According to Muyun's thoughts, these two martial arts spread from the mysterious space in Zhu Xiantu, probably from the gods' realm.

Strong? Nature is strong!

Therefore, Mu Yun would spend a few months to comprehend Wuxin sword spectrum.

At this moment, Li Zelin's ability to resist the first form was enough to make him treat each other squarely.

This person is really strong!

However, the second formula is enough to solve him!

Breaking through the clouds and soaring into the sky, the sword of the Qingjiao Sword at this moment is like a dragon, thrusting into the sky, and the giant sword phantom, falling from the sky, in the blink of an eye, it is straight to Li Zelin.

"Stand out of life!"

With a low voice, Li Zelin's giant sword greeted the enemy.

A gust of wind suddenly started, and on the ring, the two figures were completely enveloped by sword light, and the sound of the wind intensified as the world changed colors.

boom……

A rumbling sound rang out, and everything between heaven and earth disappeared completely at this moment.

There were only two figures in the ring.

Mu Yun and Li Zelin, their swords pointed at each other.

However, Mu Yun's sword was placed on Li Zelin's neck, while Li Zelin's sword was only held in the air, half an arm's length from Mu Yun.

The outcome is already clear!

"I lost!" Li Zelin lowered his sword and smiled calmly.

"This game is not fair. You are destined to lose to me."

Mu Yun smiled slightly and said calmly.

This is very arrogant, but Li Zelin understands that Mu Yun is not arrogant, what he stated is only the facts.

"Li Zelin lost?"

"Oh my God, even Li Zelin is not Mu Yun's opponent. Before, we really underestimated Mu Yun."

"It seems that in the advanced class, only Yan Yunyu can stop Mu Yun!"

Seeing Li Zelin's defeat, everyone around him was already dumbfounded. This is Mu Yun, his strength is far stronger than his training of the senior class 9.

"Senior Class Nine, Mu Yunsheng, next, Advanced Class Nine, challenge Senior Class 1."

As the referee's voice fell, everyone knew that this battle had finally come to an end, the advanced class 9 and the challenge class 1, and finally came.

It's just that, in the current ninth squad, I am afraid that even half of its combat power cannot be used. Facing the advanced squad, how do they win?

But there are also people who think that the advanced class 9 can reach this point, which can be called the sky.

Next, is the strongest battle, the final battle!

"Yan Yunyu, Mu Yun has come to challenge you!" Seeing Li Zelin's defeat, Xiao Buyu said sharply, "This time, only you can stop him."

"rest assured!"

Yan Yunyu licked his lips and said with a smile: "In my hands, he will definitely lose."

The words fell, Yan Yunyu turned and looked at the seven people behind him.

"Chen Yuxuan, Lu Yun, Liu Xinran, Qiu Yu, Luo Ming, Zi Xinran, Bai Xiaoluo, you seven are the strongest seven in my senior class. You should understand what this competition is about. ?"

"Yes, the instructor can rest assured, the advanced class 9 is just a group of mobs. It is easy to destroy them!"

"That's great!"

Yan Yunyu sneered and said: "Four to zero, I don't want any accidents to happen, no accidents, this time, Mo Yang will play first in the ninth class. After he fights the first game, he will definitely play the second game. So in the first game, Bai Xiaoluo, you come first and believe in you as a teacher!"

"understand!"

Bai Xiaoluo looked lean like a monkey, with green eyes gleaming, and he looked wretched.

The reason why the advanced class can always dominate the throne is not only Yan Yunyu's own strength, but also his seven wolves.

The so-called Seven Wolves are the strongest seven in the senior class.

Of these seven people, the weakest is also the Spirit Acupoint Stage Five, the martial artist who opened up the Qihai Acupoint, and the strongest, has reached the terrifying Ling Acupoint Stage Six Stage Late Shenshu Acupoint realm.

The strongest battle is destined to begin!