Chapter 320： Jianxin (1/2)

”It's you who will die!”

Mu Yun smiled sadly, stepping out, and a dark figure appeared quietly in the eighth layer of the soul altar under him.

The dark figure looked terrifying, but when you looked closely, it was a sword shadow.

The sword shadow seemed to exist, seemed to dissipate, and obviously seemed to collapse, but it gave people a strong cohesion.

”Sword...heart!”

Seeing this scene, Xing Huaiyu's expression changed, and he took a step back in a hurry.

It's just that the dark sword shadow, like a tarsus maggot, directly kills Xinghuaiyu without stopping at all.

Under that sword, Xing Huaiyu was completely stunned. He had no idea how to avoid it.

Jianxin!

It is the power beyond the sword power. The sound that the swordsman dreams of is the sword heart, the swordsman who understands the sword heart, kills invisible, and even defeats the sword without a sword, the power of a sword, fights with the sky, fights with the earth, and the momentum amazing.

If the sword intent is the combination of the martial artist with his own understanding of the sword, the combination of man and the sword, then the sword power is the combination of the martial artist and the world, relying on the general trend of the world.

And Jianxin, it is the warrior who controls the general trend of the world, uses the general trend of the world for his own use, and moves with him.

At this moment, Mu Yun seemed to find the location of Jianxin. In the eighth layer of the soul altar under his feet, a sword shadow passed by, and a powerful pressure swept away.

That Xing Huaiyu became completely psychedelic, his whole body seemed to be completely imprisoned, and he watched the virtual sword pass through his body motionless.

With a puff sounded, Xing Huaiyu stood there, motionless.

A gust of breeze blew, and Xing Huaiyu's eyes widened, staring at the sky with unwillingness, anger, and shock.

How could he be willing to die in Mu Yun's hands like this!

”Seven brothers!”

Seeing this scene, Xing Buluan was completely shocked.

Mu Yun's soul altar was broken and then stood, casting the eighth-layer soul altar, but who ever thought that when the eight-layer soul altar was cast, Mu Yun actually realized the ethereal and emptiness of the supreme swordsman.

Compared with sword power, Jianxin is no longer controlled by the world, but controlled by the swordsman.

”Stars are not burning, what the **** are you doing!”

At this moment, Yun Shengkong suddenly shouted.

It was an accident that Xing Miekong was killed by Lei Zhu, but this Xing Huaiyu was killed by Mu Yun with a single sword. What the **** was this?

The powerhouse of the three big one-turn realm is actually not an opponent of a Nirvana eight-fold realm martial artist?

”Old stuff, shut up!”

Xing Bulu was also burning with anger at the moment, everything happened too suddenly, and he didn't react, which made Mu Yun take advantage of the loophole.

It's just that now that he is reacting, can he kill Mu Yun?

”waste!”

Yun Shengkong shouted angrily, leaving Mu Qingyu aside, killing him directly.

The peerless powerhouses of the Ten Great Three Ranks stage besieged and killed Mu Qingyu and his son, but now they are two dead.

This Seven Star Gate person is really a waste!

”Mu Yun, it's amazing to get the mood of Jianxin by fluke!” Yun Shengkong was holding the Poxu Sword in his hand, looking at Mu Yun with murderous intent.

”However, you probably don't know, my Yun family's methods, right?”

Yun Shengkong let out a low cry, and slammed directly out. The virtual sword in his hand, if looming, disappeared in his hand, and then appeared again.

Such changes are simply wonderful.

Cang...

Yun Shengkong watched as he was about to approach Mu Yun, and suddenly, at the soul altar under Mu Yun's feet, a black long sword appeared and was directly held in Mu Yun's hand.

The black long sword looked the same as the Black Abyss sword, but it seemed to have some illusory expressions.

”The Poxu Sword is my Yun family's treasure, do you think it's just this change?” Yun Shengkong's expression was cold, and his sword fell.

The sound of chucking sounded, and countless sword auras scattered directly like a mad dragon flying.

A crackling sound sounded, Mu Yun raised his palm, and the illusory Black Abyss Sword stood in front of him as if it were materialized.

Simple block without any fancy.

The clanging sound sounded, Mu Yun raised his sword in front, that illusory sword aura was actually unable to break through his defense.

It was such a sword, but it blocked all the attacks.

It seems so unreal.

”Okay, very good, Mu Yun, you are great, but unfortunately, no matter how great you are, can you save them?”

Yun Shengkong's eyes were full of killing intent.

He also didn't know why, after Mu Yun stepped into the eighth stage of Nirvana, he realized that Jian Xin had actually changed his defense to such a perverted level.

Yun Shengkong sneered and looked down, where everyone in the Yun League stubbornly resisted the attacks of the Demon Race and the Seven Star Gate.

However, this resistance looks so pale and helpless.

Even if he touched the edge of Jianxin, how could he save all the people of the Yun League under these circumstances.

There, there are his apprentices, his friends, and his former friends.

Everything seems so beautiful, but the beauty that is about to be destroyed is nothing!

”I think you can protect a few people!”

Yun Shengkong's face was cold, he stepped out, and the Poxu Sword drew down.

boom……

In an instant, the sword fell, and the entire area below East Cloud City was sneered and sneered. Hundreds of warriors were contaminated by the sword, and they were instantly burned with black arrogance and screamed.