The emerald green thin sword, like a poisonous snake, appeared behind Yang Mu out of thin air and bit his head.
In the flash of lightning, Yang Mu's hand movements were so fast that the Red Sky Sword seemed to disappear completely, but shadows of the sword flew out one after another.
The sword shadows intertwined, and from a distance, it looked like a huge lotus blooming in an instant, shrouding Yang Mu in it.
Thirteen Qinglian Swords!
The thin sword like a poisonous snake, as soon as it entered the lotus, flew back like a small boat blown away by the wave.
Hu Guiyi looked a little solemn and tapped three times with his fingers: "覃鱼! Meng Ji! Lu Shu!"
Swish! Swish! Swish——
There were three more long swords, and they were like three bolts of thunder shooting towards Yang Mu, causing a harsh sonic boom sound, which was like tearing apart the space.
The people below, who were less powerful, could only vaguely see the shadows of three swords, while Zhao Qifeng and several senior elders of the Qingmu Sect became serious, and they sensed from these three flying swords.
To the overwhelming sword intent.
"Junior brother's twelve swords are all divine swords that can cut iron like clay! Coupled with this amazing sword intent, I am afraid that even an iron mountain standing in front of him will be penetrated directly."
Zhao Qifeng showed a smile.
In his opinion, the disciples of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord are definitely not ordinary people and must have some ability.
But even for the disciples of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, there is no suspense in this battle right now.
When it comes to swordsmanship, my junior brother is absolutely no better than his opponent!
The key is that the opponent is still two levels lower than my junior brother. In this way, my junior brother has no reason to lose.
Although the people of the Qingmu Sect have different realms and different visions, without exception, they all hope that Hu Guiyi can win.
Although Yang Mu is not well-known in the world of mountains and seas, his status as a "disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord" is enough to cause a huge shock.
If Hu Guiyi can defeat him easily, then the news will spread, and the Qingmu Sect will be destined to be in the limelight in the next period of time.
Unfortunately, reality disappointed them.
Accompanied by three bangs, the three powerful long swords were knocked away by Yang Mu as soon as they approached Yang Mu. Not to mention hurting Yang Mu, they were unable to even touch him.
Yang Mu not only repelled the flying sword, but also took the initiative to fly towards Hu Guiyi, and was in front of Hu Guiyi in an instant.
"What an exquisite swordsmanship! Even if you are lucky enough to practice this kind of swordsmanship, I am afraid that most snake and dragon realm swordsmen will not be able to master it. Very good! I am now sure that you are indeed qualified to be his disciple."
Hu Guiyi's attacks were neutralized one after another. Not only was he not a little anxious or angry, but there was a bit of joy on his face. With a wave of his hand, several other swords, including the one under his feet, flew out in an instant.
The twelve swords seemed to form a sword formation in an instant, as if they had their own consciousness, flying towards Yang Mu from different angles!
Dang! Dang! Dang——
Although Yang Mu only had one Scarlet Sky Sword in his hand, he was still very easy to repel the twelve flying swords. The people below could only see streams of light flying towards Yang Mu, but they were instantly knocked back.
Fly away.
The moment it was knocked away, the flying sword seemed to have its own intelligence. It adjusted its direction in an instant and shot towards Yang Mu again. It was like an assassin from the netherworld who would never give up until Yang Mu was killed!
The attack of the twelve flying swords still failed to hurt Yang Mu, but it blocked Yang Mu's forward momentum.
Yang Mu seemed to be trapped in a carapace. The twelve flying swords could not hurt him, but he was also entangled by these twelve flying swords and could not move forward.
"Two things with one mind? This guy is a bit too perverted! This terrifying flying sword technique alone is better than countless sword techniques in the world."
Yang Mu was shocked. He knew that the young master of the Qingmu Sect was a genius and evildoer, but at this moment he realized that he still underestimated him.
He can also control the twelve flying swords to fight against the enemy, but if he controls them, the twelve flying swords will follow the same rules, and the power they can exert is destined to be limited.
Just like an ordinary person drawing with two hands at the same time, they can basically only draw similar patterns.
Most people can't do this kind of thing with two tasks at once!
But this young master of the Aoki Sect can do twelve things at once, just control twelve flying swords at the same time. The key is that these twelve flying swords actually perform completely different and exquisite sword moves, which is simply unbelievable.
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Hu Guiyi suddenly said: "Is this already your full strength, or are you not showing your true ability?"
Is this guy provoking?
Yang Mu frowned and looked at the other person, but saw that the other person had a sincere face. It seemed that he was not deliberately provoking, but was really curious.
For Hu Guiyi, the flying sword technique of using twelve swords at the same time was just an appetizer, and with this appetizer, he had already become inseparable from Yang Mu.
If this is all Yang Mu's ability is, then he will be very disappointed!
Yang Mu grinned and said: "I have so many tricks in my mind that I can't use them all. But you, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, we are fighting with force now, not with literature. If you have any tricks, just show them to me.
Look, stop talking so much nonsense!"
"good!"
Hu Gui nodded, and Chen Ken said, "This sword is called 'Thunder and Thunder'. You have to take it."
Boom!
As the voice fell, the ancient sword named "Red Sword" suddenly filled the air with an aura as thick as a mountain, and slashed towards Yang Mu fiercely. The sword energy was ten feet long, like a divine thunder falling from the sky, and it had not yet come close.
, there was already a pressure that seemed to make people lose their souls and enveloped Yang Mu.
Yang Mu looked solemn, but not timid at all.
He is confident that the "Thirteen Qinglian Swords" are so exquisite that they can block any means below the seventh level of the Snake Dragon Realm.
The next second, Yang Mu realized that his thinking was a bit too simple.
Being able to block it doesn't mean you can block it!
To put it simply, relying on the defense of the "Thirteen Green Lotus Swords", the opponent's flying sword will never be able to escape the obstruction of the Red Sky Sword in his hand before it touches him.
The problem is that although the Red Sky Sword can block the opponent's flying sword, it does not mean that it can block it.
This is like an ordinary person holding a shield and trying to stop an oncoming sports car. Although the shield can block the sports car, the result is that it cannot stop it at all, and the person and the shield will be knocked away together!
With a loud noise, Yang Mu was like a ball being knocked down from a high altitude and hit the ring below hard!
boom--
Several cracks appeared in the arena made of special materials, and violent air waves surged in all directions, causing sand and rocks to fly.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Qingmu Sect looked happy.
"I'm just telling you! This guy can never be the opponent of the young master!"
"That's right! As long as the little master shows some real skills, this guy will definitely lose. Hahaha! Look, he is still far behind the little master!"