On the middle peak platform of Tianjian Sect, the sword competition has entered the final stage. Everyone is surrounding the last sword fighting stage. Now there are only the last two disciples left. They will decide the fifth and sixth place.
The fifth and sixth place can be said to be the same as heaven and earth. The fifth place means the opportunity to understand the sword's intention, while the sixth place only has some rewards for stabilizing the meridians.
Of these two disciples, one is a young man wearing a black robe. Even though he is covered by the loose robe, many disciples can feel that this man is strong and strong.
The other one was a petite woman with a solemn expression, and the sword skills in her hands were flashing. She controlled two bronze long swords, waving them in the air, attacking two one-foot-long daggers.
The shape of these two daggers is extremely weird. The sword body occupies half of it. It looks like just the tip of an ordinary long sword, and the other half is the hilt. It is not so much the hilt, but a small wooden stick.
Adding a sword tip makes it look nondescript.
The two strange daggers were very flexible. Under the control of the young man, they kept dodging the bronze sword.
The surrounding disciples of the Tianjian Sect can all see that this dagger is just an ordinary third-level psychic weapon. Apart from being somewhat flexible, there is nothing special about it.
It seems that as long as the bronze long sword hits the short sword a few times, the victory can be established in one fell swoop.
Mu Wanting didn't think so. She didn't know why, but she felt that the guy opposite Huang Xiaoyun was hiding his strength. During the battle, she would feel a little palpitated from time to time, as if the opponent had the strength to kill her.
Although this person is not proficient in sword control and cannot exert the power of metallic mana, like a disciple who has just practiced sword control, his mana is very strong and can be used continuously.
In previous battles, Huang Xiaoyun also relied on his powerful magic power to wear down his opponents and rush all the way to this ranking.
"Hmph! No matter what your purpose is in hiding your strength, I, Mu Wanting, will decide the spot in Sword Valley."
She looked at Huang Xiaoyun who was a little careless, and directly drank a color elixir. A powerful sharp breath surged out of her body. The two long swords seemed to have some kind of resonance, and they quickly merged and turned into a golden long sword.
, breathing golden sword energy.
Although her power of spiritual consciousness is average, she is proficient in the art of raising swords in her sect. The golden and spirit swords have been with her for hundreds of years, and she has been refined from a low-grade magic weapon to a third-level psychic magic weapon. She can use the same human sword.
The power of a complete set of magical weapons.
Moreover, the Jian Yuan Dan you just swallowed can increase the power of sword control by 30%, and the attack power is so strong that it has completely reached the peak of the foundation building stage.
Huang Xiaoyun seemed to feel the power of the golden sword. With one move with one hand, Huang Xiaoyun put the two daggers into his sleeves. Then a thick golden shield appeared outside his body and he took direct defensive measures.
Mu Wanting's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, she pinched the sword formula in her little hand, and the golden sword let out a cheerful sword cry, turning into a dazzling sword light and rushing forward.
"This person is really stupid. Don't you know that the essence of swordsmanship is to attack, and strong attack power is the strongest defense. If you only think about defense, you will have failed!"
But at this moment, four dazzling lights suddenly flashed across the sword fighting stage, like silver lightning streaking across the sky.
"when……"
The harsh sound of metal clashing reverberated, and Mu Wanting felt four terrifying and sharp forces striking hard on her Golden Spirit Sword. At this moment, she could even hear a trace of pain from the long sword.
Wail.
The next moment, the Golden Spirit Sword trembled and re-divided into two bronze swords, and the spiritual light dimmed.
Almost at the same time, the sword and shield outside her body also shattered, and four strange daggers one foot long were suspended on her forehead, exuding a piercing edge.
Mu Wanting's face turned pale.
"How come you can master swordsmanship so quickly? The power of the dagger is almost doubled."
The Tianjian Sect disciples surrounding the sword fighting platform were also stunned. Most of them only saw a few flashes of silver light, and then Mu Wanting's body-protecting sword and shield shattered, and the combined sword was scattered.
The top ten sword cultivators who entered the sword competition all had solemn expressions, especially the top four, who all looked at Huang Xiaoyun with fearful eyes. With their powerful spiritual consciousness, they could barely capture the scene just now.
When Huang Xiaoyun displayed the golden shield, four daggers fell out of his sleeves, and they were caught between the five fingers of his right hand. Then, while pinching the sword skills in his left hand, these four daggers were dropped by others.
He waved it out with his arms.
They felt that they might have been dazzled. Why did the Sword Control Technique need to be thrown with the power of the arm? Could it be that there was a certain method of operation of the Sword Technique that required the coordination of arm swings.
Well, that must be the case.
With the blessing of this powerful sword-controlling power, the four daggers were like lightning and flint, nearly twice as fast as their sword-controlling skills, and accurately hit the Golden Spirit Sword.
That's all it was so fast, it seemed like the power of the dagger had doubled. Not only did he break the Golden Spirit Sword in one breath, but he still had enough energy left to break Mu Wanting's sword and shield.
The top four sword cultivators couldn't help but ponder whether they could take on these four daggers with increased power.
The one who presided over this sword fighting stage was the white-haired old man from the beginning. As the chief sword cultivator in the alchemy stage, he naturally knew Huang Xiaoyun's origins.
The white-haired old man secretly marveled in his heart. The Body Refining Pavilion was really no small feat. The combination of physical power and sword control skills could actually produce such power. It was definitely not as simple as one plus one.
In addition to the physical power, it seems that the strongest thing about the Body Refining Pavilion is their defense. Sword cultivators join forces with them to unleash the greatest attack. He can't help but look forward to the upcoming sect war.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the white-haired old man said slowly: "In this sword competition, Huang Xiaoyun won and became fifth in the sword competition, and Mu Wanting ranked sixth."
Huang Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief. He finally got the qualification to enter the Sword Valley. He patted the storage bag on his waist. In addition to four daggers, there were also many weird short weapons, triangular sharp knives, cross darts, and five-pointed darts.
All blades are available.
These weapons with unique shapes are all hidden weapons of the warriors of the Body Refining Pavilion. Four of them can be placed on the fingertips of each hand, and they are struck with terrifying physical force, and their power is astonishing.
Many warriors have secretly killed many cultivators by relying on shurikens at the level of spiritual control weapons. Sneak attacks and assassinations are the real uses of shurikens. He used them to compete with each other, which was a bit of a waste.
Thinking of this, Huang Xiaoyun felt a little uneasy. The attack just now borrowed the sword control skills of the Tianjian Sect, but still relied on the physical power of the Tempered Body. He didn't know if the master would punish him.
Mu Wanting looked at the absent-minded Huang Xiaoyun, with a look of reluctance on her face. She gritted her teeth and said, "Huang Xiaoyun, what kind of magical sword-controlling power is this?"
"Shuriken."
Huang Xiaoyun said casually, then cupped his hands to the white-haired old man, jumped off the sword fighting platform, and walked to the positions of the first four sword cultivators.
Mu Wanting squeezed the bronze magic sword in her hand and remembered the three words "shuriken" in her heart. Not only her, but also the disciples of the Tianjian Sect who were watching the battle all knew about a terrifying sword-controlling magical power.