Yang Mu Leng stood high in the sky, with a black heavy sword in his hand. The sword was majestic, and the force of the sword was like a torrential river, endless and surging.
A heavy sword is useless, but it is as clumsy as it is cunning.
The heavy sword in Yang Mu's hand abandoned the sharpness of the sword and suppressed everything with force.
"The heavy sword in your hand is extraordinary."
Wen Hou saw that the Xuanhei Heavy Sword was very powerful and couldn't help but said with a sinking gaze.
"Brother Wen is a long-established senior figure in the Seventh Cultivation Holy World. His strength is top-notch. With the help of the magic piano, he will not suffer any loss even against those strong men from the top holy world."
The corner of Yang Mu's mouth raised a cold arc, and his handsome face had a gloomy air, and he said: "If Yang doesn't have some special means, how can he dare to challenge?"
"bring it on."
Wen Hou had a stern look on his face and said nothing more. The Four Jue Four Tribulations harp was raised in the air and the strings were plucked. Suddenly the sound was like a stormy wave, stirring the void and trembling. A huge force rolled out and directly pressed down.
To Yang Mu.
Yang Mu was not afraid. He slashed in the air with the black heavy sword. The sword was as red as red and directly broke through the piano wave.
It was obvious that the two of them were very cautious when they first met, and they were just testing each other out.
Everyone looked at the two figures with bright eyes and great interest.
"The most powerful banner leader of the Fengtian Sect is facing a mysterious and powerful man from the Shang Sheng Sect. Now I have seen something."
"Wen Hou is worthy of being a strong man of the older generation. He is sure to take the lead when he strikes. I think he has not yet used the true power of the magic piano."
"That guy from the Shang Sheng Cult has a very powerful black sword. If he dares to confront the ancient magic harp, he might also have a magic sword."
The crowd was talking, their eyes even more intense, looking forward to this battle.
"Senior Gu Ling, the piano in the hands of Senior Wen Hou has a strong demonic aura, will it be okay?"
On the central viewing pavilion, Nie Tian saw that the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Qin was something special. Although it did not show its true power, the escaping demonic energy surprised him and he couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry, Master Wen Banner has been using the Four Awareness and Four Tribulations Qin as a weapon since his debut, so he can naturally control it with ease."
Gu Ling Wuqi smiled faintly, appearing to be full of confidence in Wen Hou.
Although the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Qin has extremely strong demonic energy, the Wen family has special bloodline power and can resist and control the demonic Qin to a certain extent. Otherwise, no matter how strong Wen Hou is, he would not dare to use the magic Qin.
Nie Tian frowned and said nothing more, but he still felt uneasy.
He sensed that the demonic energy of the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Qin was even more terrifying than the demon-sealing spears and ghost-killing knives of the four evil soldiers of the Abyss clan.
With Wen Hou's strength, can he really control the Four Awareness and Four Tribulations Qin?
"boom!"
At this moment, a terrifying roar came from high in the sky, and Yang Mu slashed down with his sword. The shadow of the sword was like a mountain, and the sword energy, as vast as the night, pressed down violently, sealing the area tens of thousands of meters around Wen Hou.
space within.
Wen Hou plucked the magic harp, and the sound turned into thousands of sharp blades, tearing apart the giant sword shadow.
However, the terrifying sword energy in the sword shadow was split into sharp blades and pressed down overwhelmingly.
"not good!"
Wen Hou felt the sharp air blowing against his face, and his face could not help but darken. He immediately crossed one knee and crossed his legs. He felt the Four Tribulations piano sinking, his hands waved the strings, and the sound of the piano turned into a shield, covering his whole body.
"Bang bang bang..." In the next moment, countless sharp blades fell and hit the Qinyin shield. Although they failed to break through the shield, they forced Wen Hou to retreat continuously.
"Good opportunity!"
When Yang Mu saw this, a cold smile twitched at the corner of his mouth, and the black heavy sword fell hard in the air. Suddenly three huge sword shadows appeared, one more terrifying than the other, pressing straight towards Wen Hou.
Wen Hou was inside the musical shield, but he could still feel the terrifying pressure coming from above his head, and his expression changed drastically.
He didn't expect that the black heavy sword in Yang Mu's hand would be so terrifying.
Without the Xuanhei Heavy Sword, it would have been impossible for Yang Mu to break through Wen Hou's Qinlang suppression.
"Old guy, are you still serious?"
Yang Mu's eyes were extremely cold, and his face with exquisite facial features was extremely sinister, which made people unable to see any sense of beauty. Instead, it gave people an almost twisted and ferocious feeling.
It seemed that Yang Mu was expecting something! Everyone looked at the scene in the sky with a somewhat stunned expression.
Originally, they thought that Wen Hou should be stronger than Yang Mu, not to mention that the former also had the advantage of the ancient magic piano.
But what I saw in front of me was that it was Yang Mu who forced Wen Hou into a desperate situation?
"Senior Wen Hou seems to be afraid of the magic piano and does not dare to use it freely."
Nie Tian saw the reason and said secretly in his heart.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Wen Hou's ability to play the Four Jue and Four Tribulations piano was smooth and smooth, but Nie Tian could see that Wen Hou was very hesitant when he raised his hands, and it was obvious that he was worried about something.
"Four awakenings and four tribulations, heaven and earth are strings, broken!"
At this moment, Wen Hou let out a low roar, and the magic harp suddenly released a vast power. The moment the harp sounds stirred, the three sword shadows high in the sky shattered in response.
Yang Mu was shaken and his body was temporarily unstable. He retreated dozens of meters before he was able to stabilize his body.
But Yang Mu was not surprised at all. He seemed to have expected this scene. The corners of his mouth curved in a dark way, his eyes fixed on Wen Hou, and he said solemnly: "Old guy, are you finally willing to release the power of the magic piano?
"
"What's going on?"
Everyone looked at Yang Mu in shock, not knowing what was happening.
According to Yang Mu, Wen Hou didn't use the power of the Four Awareness and Four Tribulations Qin at all just now.
"Who are you, and why are you so familiar with the Four Tribulations Piano?"
Wen Hou asked with a cold look on his face, almost growling.
"Old guy, have you really forgotten this knife and its owner?"
Yang Mu's eyes were bloodshot, and he raised the black heavy sword in his hand. Suddenly, a terrifying demonic aura rose up, and it faintly condensed into the shape of a sword.
"knife?"
Wen Hou's expression suddenly changed, and he was quite shocked.
The black heavy sword in Yang Mu's hand is not a sword, but a knife! "Is that a knife?"
Everyone was also very surprised, looking at Yang Mu with puzzled faces and the heavy knife in Yang Mu's hand.
Who would have thought that this sword-shaped magic weapon was actually a knife! "This knife is..." At this moment, Wen Hou seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked and stopped.
After a moment, he said: "Tian Mo Luo!"
Tian Mo Luo, the ancient magic sword, was made of the same materials as the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Qin, and was made almost at the same time. It is said to have the power of the demon sky.
It is said that there were several magic weapons built at the same time as the magic sword and magic piano, but they have long since disappeared.
"You finally remembered."
The evil aura at the corner of Yang Mu's mouth was piercing, and the Heavenly Demon Luo slashed in the air. The sword aura was so powerful that it seemed to tear the heaven and the earth apart.
"You have Tian Mo Luo, but who are you, Sword Demon Luo Tong?"
Immediately, Wen Hou's expression changed again and he asked in horror.
"Thank you for remembering uncle!"
When Yang Mu heard Dao Mo Luotong's name, his eyes trembled, his murderous intent became more serious, and he shouted: "Then do you still remember that he is your sworn brother?
Do you still remember the moment when you killed your adopted brother with your own hands?"