As an awakened weapon spirit among the patternless warriors, the weapon spirit itself has a very high tacit understanding with the sword wielder, and their appearance is somewhat similar.
Now it seems to Mu Ren that there are two Mo Tian standing in front of him, but Chuchen's sword spirit is completely white, and Mo Tian's broken finger does not appear on the sword spirit.
Looking at Mu Ren in front of him, Chuchen Sword Spirit's closed eyes slowly opened, and countless sword lights suddenly erupted from his body.
One step forward, directly crushing the surrounding sea of fire, and the overwhelming sword intent swept across the entire competition arena. The original sea of fire was instantly covered by the sword intent, and a terrifying coercion suddenly appeared on the arena.
Looking at Muren in front of him with cold eyes, the hand of the crystal-white sword spirit slowly lifted up, glowing like a blade.
He slashed down and hit Muren's chest directly.
Here——
The sound of tearing sounded on the competition stage, Muren's Dan Sect disciple's robe was shattered, and a sword mark with bone-deep appearance appeared on Muren's chest. Scarlet blood sprayed out from Muren's chest, dyeing the front red.
The blood that was sprayed out did not splash on the sword spirit. Around the sword spirit, countless sword intent pushed away the blood that was sprayed out.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Muren's mouth, and his body leaning against the Black Fire Furnace trembled slightly and was about to collapse.
On the chest, blood was still spraying out continuously, dyeing the Xuanhuo Furnace red, and Muren's aura was rapidly weakening.
"Master!" The Mu family elder was shocked. He rushed to the competition stage, guarding the weak Mu Ren behind him. With a flash of Najie, a crystal white elixir was stuffed directly into Mu Ren's mouth.
He placed his palm on Muren's chest to help Muren absorb the power of the elixir. He looked at Mo Tian and his sword spirit with cold eyes, only anger in his eyes.
As the elder of the Mu family, he is also responsible for hurting the young master!
Chuchen Sword Spirit did not step forward, but retreated to Mo Tian's side, silently looking at Mu Ren who was recovering.
He tapped his fingers lightly on Muren's chest, sealing Muren's acupuncture points, and the blood spraying gradually stopped.
Due to excessive blood loss, coupled with the massive consumption of mental and physical energy, Muren's consciousness has become somewhat unclear, and even taking the elixir cannot alleviate this.
Although the blood had stopped, the horrible sword marks on his chest still sent stinging pain from time to time, making Muren bared his teeth and sweat broke out on his forehead.
Looking at Mu Ren, the Mu family elder turned his head and glared at Mo Tian, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Mo Tian! How dare you hurt my young master!"
Jumping up, the old man grabbed Mo Tian with both hands and claws.
From what he had just seen, he could tell that the eight elders of the inner sect and Mo Tian didn't want to see him. Even if he took action, they wouldn't be able to do anything. He couldn't just let the matter of hurting Muren go!
Seeing the sudden attack of the Mu family elders, Mo Tian was shocked, quickly backed away, and roared: "Senior, what is this!"
"You hurt my young master, and you have to pay for it with your life!" the elder of the Mu family roared angrily.
As a strong man in the Fighting Aura Realm, he is still fearless when facing an inner disciple who is a small Warrior Realm.
His heart was filled with murderous intent. In addition to avenging Muren, if he killed Mo Tian, then the Chuchen Sword in Mo Tian's hand would belong to him. A mid-level human-level warrior was enough for him to do this.
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The sudden action of the Mu family elder immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the Bo Xue faction, especially Tian Hai, who had already yelled: "Old man! Do you think there is no one in our inner sect of Tianjian Sect? You will definitely take action against my inner sect disciples."
"Master!" Tianhai looked at the eighth elder, "Are we going to let Elder Yimu kill people from my inner sect?"
The eighth elder shook his head helplessly: "This was originally a discussion, but Mo Tian himself had murderous intentions towards Mu Ren. Now the Mu family has no choice but to ask for help."
Wang Feng on the side raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Someone from the Mu family will take action. Let's see if you, Mo Tian, can escape this time."
The Mu family took action, and this time, Mo Tianzhen might really fall.
"Master! Back off, I'll do it!" Chuchen Sword Spirit, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"You?" Mo Tian looked at Chuchen Sword Spirit in confusion.
"Thank you, Master, for letting me feel the beginning of the sword. There is a beginning and an end. With a beginning, I can continue to grow. Chuchen will never forget this kindness. Master, step back! If Chuchen is not dead, who dares to hurt my master!" Chuchen Sword Spirit roared angrily.
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The Chuchen Sword in Mo Tian's hand flew towards the Chuchen Sword Spirit unconsciously, holding the Chuchen Sword in his hand.
A ray of light flashed deep in Chuchen Sword Spirit's eyes, and sword flowers filled the sky swung out in Chuchen Sword Spirit's hand.
He looked at the oncoming Mu Clan Elder with cold eyes, holding the Chuchen Sword tightly in his hand. He was a sword spirit of a human-level mid-level warrior, and his actual cultivation should be considered to be at the early stage of the War Qi Realm. The Mu Clan Elder
It seems to be only the second level of fighting aura.
He is originally the Chuchen Sword Spirit, and his compatibility with the Chuchen Sword is 100%. In addition, the power of the Chuchen Sword Technique used in his hands has been increased several times.
Holding the sword with both hands, Chuchen Sword Spirit shouted: "Chuchen Sword Technique!"
The sky-wide sword energy erupted from Chuchen's sword spirit, and along with Chuchen's sword skills, it struck directly at the Mu family elder.
Looking at Chuchen Sword Spirit rushing towards him, the Mu family elder was shocked. He felt from Chuchen Sword Spirit that his strength was similar to his own. Moreover, the sword energy on his body was very solid and sharp. If he really had to fight head-on, it would be
Both sides suffer.
However, he can't care so much. If something happens to Muren, the family leader will definitely blame him. If he doesn't do something, he will be punished by the family leader. Since there is a battle, he cannot retreat!
"Shi Yuan Palm!" The Mu family elder yelled, and countless Yuan Power gathered crazily on both palms, condensing into a huge palm and slamming towards the Chuchen Sword Spirit.
boom!!
The palms of the swords collided, and a terrifying shock wave exploded from the top of the competition platform.
The aftermath of the shock spread directly around the competition stage, and those inner disciples with lower cultivation levels were directly affected by the aftermath.
He groaned and blood spurted out of his mouth.
Even Mo Tian felt his stomach churn when he faced the aftermath, and he felt like vomiting.
The clanging sound of gold and iron echoed in the sky above the competition stage.
The eight elders of the inner sect looked at the Chuchen Sword Spirit who was clashing with the elders of the Mu family, with greed in their eyes.
The sword spirit is conscious and has a soul that can help its master. That is something only earth-level warriors can have. Now Mo Tian, who is just a human-level warrior, can have a soul to help his master. How could this not arouse their jealousy?
Even the elders are salivating for such things.
Looking at Mo Tian on the stage, the eight elders showed greed. If it weren't for the fact that this man was an old disciple of Jian, they really wanted to kill him and take possession of this sword spirit with a soul.
On the competition stage, Mu Ren gradually woke up from a coma and looked up at the elders and Chuchen Sword Spirit who were constantly colliding in the sky. Mu Ren said softly: "Old Mu..."
Above, the elders of Mu family who heard Muren's call immediately pushed aside Chuchen Sword Spirit and flew towards Muren.
Chuchen Sword Spirit was not reluctant to fight, sheathed Chuchen Sword, flew quietly to Mo Tian's side, and looked at the elder Mu Clan with vigilant eyes.
"Help me up." Muren whispered.
"Master! Your injury." The elder Mu said worriedly.
"Help me up!" Muren said again.
He gently helped Muren up. Even standing up was extremely difficult for Muren. The pain in his chest made him almost faint, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
But Muren still endured the pain in his chest and stood up.
Muren's pupils were a little blurred, and he was obviously at his limit.
He forced the corners of his mouth to smile, looked at Mo Tian not far ahead, and said with a smile: "Brother Mo, I lost, and I am convinced that I lost. I am very happy to be able to fight with you. I hope I will have another chance in the future.
It is truly an honor to meet Brother Mo."
After saying this, Muren completely fainted.
Holding Mu Ren in his arms, the elder Mu’s family frowned...