"Brother Chen, I must have gained a lot of benefits from being in the Sword Transformation Territory." Mu Yu said with a slight smile.
"Both each other." Chen Zong responded unhurriedly.
You can't tell how much benefit you got from the appearance, but among the ten people, only Chen Zong and Mu Yu absorbed the most sword energy. The total amount of sword energy absorbed by the two of them combined was at least 60% of the sword transformation realm.
Almost evenly divided.
Chen Zong speculated from his own perspective that the benefits Mu Yu gained were not small.
"After we leave here, I wonder if Brother Chen is interested in trying the sword." Mu Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the smile on her face seemed to be a little brighter.
"Okay." Chen Zong agreed without hesitation.
This Mu Yu is planning to test his abilities, and Chen Zong is also a little curious about him, so naturally he won't let go of this opportunity.
A true disciple of a galaxy-level force still has a reputation, and he will not be weak no matter what.
What's more, the previous sword fight made Chen Zong somewhat unable to see through the opponent's depth. In addition, Chen Zong also wanted to know what his current strength was.
When the time is up, the portal to the Sword Transformation Realm opens again.
Ten people jumped out one after another, and suddenly felt a chill coming over them.
Snowy mountains, freezing weather.
After the trip to the Sword Transformation Realm, he naturally returned to the Lin family, and Chen Zong also returned to the Tianhan Sword Academy for a little reflection.
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Under the snow-capped mountains, the snowfield is vast, and the white snow caps are connected together, glowing with crystal clear light, connecting the sky and the earth, as if they are boundless, and the coldness permeates the sky and the earth.
The whistling wind blew, like a horn blowing between heaven and earth. The wind was like a knife and the frost was like a sword. It blew across the sky and the earth, across the people, and across everyone's faces.
The wind and snow were blowing violently, and figures were looming among them.
Chen Zong and Mu Yu stood a hundred meters apart.
In the distance, there are still some figures scattered, including some of the Lin family's children, such as brothers Lin Weiyin and Lin Zhenglong, etc. In addition, there is Yan Xiaoxiao.
Knowing that Chen Zong was going to compete with Xiaoyu Jian Muyu, the third true disciple of Yiyuan Sword Palace, many Lin family members were excited and came to watch the battle.
To be honest, what they want to see is actually Mu Yu. As for Chen Zong, relatively speaking, he is unknown.
"Brother Chen, if you do something serious, I'm afraid it will hurt your harmony. If something happens, it won't look good." A hundred meters away, you can vaguely see the smile on Mu Yu's face, and hear his voice like a drizzle.
It penetrated through the wind and snow like a thunderbolt and passed into the ears, and also into everyone's ears. It was extremely clear.
It seems to contain an indescribable power.
"Brother Chen also practices swordsmanship. I have seen memories of Brother Chen fighting with others, and I am very curious about Brother Chen's swordsmanship. Why don't we just fight with swordsmanship." Mu Yu continued to say with a smile.
This is another of his temptations.
First test the swordsmanship. If you are not your opponent, then the so-called swordsmanship duel is fake.
The Drizzle Sword is a sword of planning, but it is not a sword of mercy. It kills when it is meant to kill.
"Okay." Chen Zong seemed not to notice anything, smiled slightly, and agreed without hesitation.
Because, I am indeed very interested in the so-called Drizzle Sword. Not only the Drizzle Sword, but also the Xianfeng Sword and the No-Return Sword. I don’t know what kind of mystery lies in it.
Drizzle Sword, the sword is like drizzle, it is a sword for planning.
How to plan?
Can you let yourself in?
Give it a try.
"Brother Chen, be careful." A subtle voice penetrated the wind and snow. When the last word of the voice fell, an undetectable breath shot across the sky in an instant.
It was a sword light, a sword light that was condensed to the extreme, like a delicate wisp of rain, penetrating through everything, almost silently.
The super strong perception allowed Chen Zong to know that Mu Yu had drawn his sword, and that there really was no other power used in that sword blow, just swordsmanship.
When swordsmanship is advanced to a certain level, it can possess astonishing power based on its superb state and skill.
The sword intent alone possesses astonishing lethality and mystery.
For example, now, with just a hint of sword intent and without using any other power, Chen Zong can kill any half-step great sage. Even the Purgatory Ghost King who just invaded the Taixuan Realm back then could not withstand it.
This is the power of martial arts will and the power of swordsmanship.
When the power of will reaches a high level, it is also very scary.
Mu Yu's sword intention was understood from a rain. He did not understand it during the heavy rain, nor did he understand it during the heavy rain. He only understood it when it turned into a gentle drizzle.
Since then, Xiaoyu Sword Intent has continued to improve step by step with him, until he is now at the top level, and has reached 100%.
Yes, Mu Yu's Drizzle Sword Intent has reached the top 100% level, which is a level that many cultivators cannot reach.
The difference between 90% and 100%, or 10%, is the gap between incompleteness and perfection.
This is the true ability and talent of a galaxy-level force.
The sword struck by the Drizzle Sword Intention was like drizzle coming through the wind and snow. It was almost silent, but it contained a murderous intent.
Chen Zong's perception was very keen. From that sword, he felt a trace of condensed and suppressed murderous intent. It seemed that Mu Yu planned to kill him as long as he could seize the opportunity.
He is indeed a formidable enemy.
Chen Zong was not afraid at all, because he would also kill someone if given the chance.
Draw your sword!
The sword came out without any light or sound, as if it melted into the wind and snow, and turned into a single line to kill.
When the two swords clashed, Chen Zong could feel the power contained in the opponent's sword.
Practice swordsmanship and become silk!
This Mu Yu also mastered the superb skills of practicing swordsmanship and making silk.
His sword training is to condense the sword energy and sword light into drizzle.
The moment the two swords clashed, Mu Yu's sword did not retreat, but trembled. In an instant, many sword lights appeared like drizzle, floating around, and there was a slight pause, as if even the wind and snow were gone.
It seemed to be stagnant, but the next breath suddenly exploded, shining like thousands of ox-hair needles with extremely sharp edges.
Shoot!
This sword shows no mercy.
Chen Zong only felt that his whole body was enveloped, as if there were flaws everywhere and everything had been calculated thoroughly.
Each drizzle of sword light seemed to be slow but was actually fast, and its penetrating power was extremely astonishing, as if it had broken the heavy snow into a sieve, causing everyone watching the battle in the distance to feel chills and numb scalps.
Even though they were far apart, I felt a chill that penetrated my body at that moment, which was terrifying.
Chen Zong's eyes were slightly bright. Under the perception of the sword, the opponent was like a drizzle of swords. Every sword seemed to be falling. It seemed chaotic, but in fact there was a hidden pattern. There was a feeling that the whole body was affected by one move.
.
Sure enough, this man's sword is full of calculations, and every sword is calculated to pave the way for the follow-up.
For a moment, this sword move caused Chen Zong to hesitate for a moment, not knowing where to start. This feeling had never happened before, and it was a very new feeling for Chen Zong.
Of course, Chen Zong didn't like this feeling either.
If you don't like it, then break it.
There is no need to think too much, just rely on your mind, be guided by your original heart, and act according to your original heart.
Draw your sword!
One sword shattered a drizzle of sword light, and the other sword lights were about to explode in an instant, but they collapsed one after another as if they were unable to sustain their strength.
Mu Yu's expression suddenly changed slightly.
How is that possible!
How could this trick of mine be cracked so easily?
When facing his senior brother, he has the feeling that if his sword never comes back, any of his plans will be ineffective.
However, it felt different from facing Senior Brother's Sword of No Return, as it didn't have such a strong meaning of death.
What a coincidence!
It must be a coincidence.
So, whether it is a coincidence or not, you will know if you try it again.
Mu Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, and moved around, like a wisp of rain threading through the cracks in the wind and snow, wandering uncertainly, approaching Chen Zong, and drew her sword again.
After practicing the sword, the sword light under the silk condensed into a rain of silk, and immediately killed Chen Zong.
Draw your sword!
Draw your sword!
Draw your sword!
Mu Yu's sword seemed to go straight forward, the sword body disappeared, and only wisps of sword light turned into raindrops and spread into a line, like a fine line of rain that was continuous and endless.
As if Mu Yu would never get tired, she kept stabbing until the target was killed.
Several times, Mu Yu even wanted to take the opportunity to unleash her strongest power and kill Chen Zong with the strongest sword, but she kept restraining herself because she was not sure at all.
Chen Zong has been sensing everything around him. With his superb swordsmanship, he seems to have control of everything around him.
Mu Yu's sword was really very clever, even more brilliant than the sword just now. It was continuous, as if all the raindrops in a rain were connected into one.
Think about it, it's impossible to calculate how much rain will fall when it rains.
When so many raindrops join together and turn into a line of rain, the power is so terrifying.
Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, his aura suddenly flashed, and he stabbed out with a sword.
The sword came out straight through the wind and snow, leaving a sword mark in the void that lingered for a long time.
It was not a crack in the void, but like a paintbrush passing over the canvas of the void, and then slowly dissipated, but it would stay at least for a breath.
One breath passes in the blink of an eye, but to an expert, one breath also seems to be very long.
Mu Yu's sword exploded immediately, like a drop of water falling on a stone, exploding into pieces and splattering away.
Staring at the sword mark that lingered in the void, Mu Yu's pupils shrank to the extreme, as if that sword mark contained incredible power, making him feel horrified.
Hallucination!
Are you hallucinating?
Those are traces of voidness.
It is a more superb skill than practicing swordsmanship and making silk.
It is not difficult to explode all the power and leave sword marks in the void, but it is very difficult to leave sword marks just by using the sword intention. It cannot be done by strong strength. It requires superb realm and mastery.
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It's like practicing swordsmanship and becoming silk.
For many people, practicing swordsmanship to make silk is a very advanced skill that is difficult to achieve. The trace left in the void is a much higher skill than practicing swordsmanship. It is astonishing. Many people who practice swordsman spend their entire lives trying
Even force cannot do it.
Even many sword cultivators in the realm of divine connection are unable to leave traces in the void.
The second sword, the remaining sword mark in the void seemed to be more than one breath, less than two breaths, as if it directly tore the sweeping wind and snow apart, like a brand, exuding an eternal aura.
Although it disappeared within two breaths, that feeling was directly imprinted on Mu Yu's heart.