Chapter 2472

Seeing that Mu Yun was still full of confidence at the moment, Bu Yi's eyes completely condensed for the first time.

He knew that, like Muyun, a man who thought he was a genius needed an evil spirit like him to step on it.

In this way, he can understand that arrogance needs to pay a painful price.

"Kill!"

Bu Yi holds Luo Yu's sword, which is more murderous.

What is frightening is that the vigorous murderous spirit actually contains a beating of ideas.

"The idea of holiness."

A disciple immediately exclaimed, "divination chess has been able to integrate the sword Qi into the idea of holy reverence."

The spirit of the king.

The body of the emperor.

These are the embodiment of the gap between the realms.

The holy state is the idea of killing people brewing in the soul.

This thought does not belong to the power of the soul, but comes from the power of the soul.

But the spirit is more terrible than the spirit.

The idea of holy reverence comes from the soul. After all, it is to uphold the power of heaven and earth.

Just like the realm of saints, the body of saints, the law of heaven and the Qi of the holy king, these are all based on the strong recognition of the martial arts by heaven and earth.

This is also the biggest difference between the so-called holy throne in the vast world and the holy throne in the small world where Muyun once lived.

If you want to be recognized by heaven and earth, you need not only the extremely strong breath of life, but also the breath in your body is stable enough to be recognized by heaven and earth.

Divination chess can touch the idea of holy reverence, which is enough to prove that he may not need too long to enter the realm of holy reverence.

"Kill!"

When the sword comes out, the idea contained in the sword Qi seems to be able to tear apart the surrounding arrays.

"Eight fists!"

Mu Yun punched out again, and the fist wind spread violently.

But this time, when the fist spread, the sword Qi like the wind and rain around easily tore up the shadow of the first four fists of Mu Yun's body.

Mu Yun looked cautious, and his figure quickly regressed. The Golden Dragon Armor opened at this moment, and the immortal fire filled his palms at this moment.

Bang Bang

As the shadow of the next four fists burst at this moment, the remaining power of the sword Qi directly rolled over.

The powerful air wave fluctuated slowly, but finally, Mu Yun's two palms were photographed, and the immortal fire swept through and resisted the sword Qi.

Then, the last remaining force rushed into Muyun's body. The Golden Dragon Armor covered the body surface, and Muyun's body was not attacked.

"Huh?"

Bu Yi was stunned at the moment.

Resist?

Muyun's continuous efforts and various means are really incredible.

"It seems that you still don't give up."

Bu Yi's face was slightly cold at the moment, and the whole person became murderous.

"If you don't give up, it's not what you say!"

Mu Yun stepped out and watched the divination game.

"Do you think you can win?"

Between the clouds, the breath in the body keeps rising.

That powerful breath, one wave after another, seems to be completely boiling at the moment.

"The throne of the holy emperor!"

At this moment, there was an uproar around the valley.

In the realm of the holy emperor, Muyun has been suppressing his strength?

"Impossible..."

Bu Yi looked surprised at the moment.

How could Mu Yun hide his breath under the probe of the patriarch and several peak masters?

Cao Hong, the leader of the great peak, is not very good-looking at the moment: "it seems that the Lord has prepared a lot for this son!"

"Me?"

Xiao Qingfeng shook his head and said, "except for giving him two holy formulas, the rest is nothing. This boy, the hidden realm, even I didn't find it."

In the face of Xiao Qingfeng, Cao Hongfeng obviously doesn't believe it.

Xiao Qingfeng is an ancient holy emperor. If it were not for the patriarch's action and Muyun's hidden realm, how could he not find it?

Xiao Qingfeng is also confused at the moment.

Muyun's hidden realm, he didn't even find it.

This is too strange.

Just for a moment, Xiao Qingfeng gradually understood the beauty on Mu Yun's side.

Perhaps the wonderful fairy language around Mu Yun is not a simple generation.

"Rush!"

Mu Yun's face is fierce at the moment and he kills directly.

"Eight fists!"

Eight arm iron fist appears again at this moment.

The power of the eight armed iron fist, which is exercised in the throne of the holy emperor, can be described as suffocating.

At this moment, the shadow of eight boxing has expanded more than ten times.

That fist shadow, like a giant fist, fell down.

Dong

Dong

The dull cracking sound sounded one after another.

Between the roar of the fist wind, the shadow of eight fists crashed down again and again.

At this moment, the divination chess player dodges in a panic. If he is hit by the shadow of the fist once, the competition is basically over.

At the moment, Gu Liangsheng's face is hard to see the extreme under the challenge arena.

Mu Yun didn't exert all his strength in the competition with him before.

Just the peak of the holy emperor's middle position is to defeat him.

"This guy... Is really a demon..."

Gu Liangsheng now feels the uncomfortable breath at the bottom of his heart and becomes comfortable.

Even divination chess was suppressed. It didn't seem so humiliating that he lost to Mu Yun.

"Go away!"

Suddenly, in the challenge arena, Bu Yi killed with a sword and blocked the shadow of the eight fists.

"Boy, today, you forced me. Next, if you can't bear my sword spirit, you may die ugly!"

The words of divination chess fall and step out.

"I cut the heavens with my sword!"

Hum

In an instant, the Luo Yu sword was shining brightly at this moment, as if all things were revived and the holy sword was reborn.

"This is... Sword soul!"

There are thousands of swordsmanship in the world, and swordsmanship is eternal.

There are seven powerful understanding levels of sword meaning, sword potential, sword heart, kendo, sword soul, sword soul and sword body. Each level is subject to all kinds of changes.

Divination chess, understand the soul of the sword!

At the moment, everyone was stunned.

Xiao Qingfeng also frowned.

In this vast world, there are many people who understand the meaning, potential, heart and way of sword.

However, few people reach the level of sword soul.

Sword soul swordsman integrates the holy sword with his own soul, so that the holy sword has the soul. With the soul, all things in the world have the backbone.

For the same swordsmanship, the casting without sword soul injection is ten times and one hundred times different from the casting with sword soul injection.

There are five levels of sword soul: primary level, intermediate level, advanced level, top level and divine level.

At each level, there are several times the gap.

Now, Muyun is in danger.

Xiao Qingfeng looked at Cao Hong and couldn't help but exclaim: "Dafeng master is good at educating people. Bu Yi is actually a sword soul swordsman. I'm lucky to be in Xiaoyao mountain!"

"The patriarch praised falsely!"

Cao Hong was full of spring and said with a smile, "this child has been stuck in kendo for hundreds of years. It was unexpected to break through the soul of the sword this time."

Although he said so on the surface, the smile on Cao Hongfeng's face was difficult to hide the joy in his heart.

At the moment, Bu Yi was dressed in a long shirt, automatic without wind, Ling stood in mid air, holding Luo Yu sword and looking down at Mu Yun.

"This sword soul, I'm going to enter the ancient bronze mountain and compete with the favored children of other sects. I just showed it as a bottom card for killing."

It's amazing that I can force you to play the sword today

"Mu Yun, if you are in the same level with me, I may have lost, but it's a pity... You're not..."

At the moment, the disciples around were also in constant uproar.

Sword soul!

That's what countless swordsmen dream of.

In this vast world, it is not surprising to understand the meaning and potential of the sword, even to understand their own kendo.

Because only the soul, soul and body of the sword can match the holy throne, monarch throne and respect throne.

At the moment, divination, this step, has surpassed too many people.

It can be said that no one can match the whole Xiaoyao mountain.

"What's next?"

Looking down at Mu Yun, Bu Yi said indifferently.

Luo Yu's sword is in his hand. Divination chess seems to be ready to kill Mu Yun at any time.

Seeing Bu Yi's proud look, Mu Yun was a little embarrassed.

"Can the sword soul... Cause such a big fluctuation?"

Mu Yun touched his nose and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect it."

"Huh?"

Bu Yi was so angry when he heard this.

"Joke, in this kunxu realm, those who understand the soul of the sword are all powerful swordsmen and super existence."

"Do you think the soul of the sword can be understood at will?"

Mu Yun smiled awkwardly at the moment and said, "it's true that you say so. However, it seems that your sword soul artistic conception is only the primary level?"

Just?

Hearing this, Bu Yi almost spewed blood.

Is this guy really ignorant or deliberately stupid?

The soul of the sword he understood must be incomparable in the future in the whole realm of kunxu.

Mu Yun looked down on him.

"Just..."

Mu Yun waved his hand and said, "it seems that eight armed iron fist wants to defeat you. It's a little difficult."

Muyun also knew that he was just in the realm of the holy emperor. It was really difficult for eight armed iron fist to defeat divination chess. If it was in the same realm, divination chess would have died 180 times.

"Huh?"

Bu Yi looked at Mu Yun's disdainful eyes, and his anger was burning in his heart.

This guy, do you really think you can't do anything with him?

"It seems that you really know nothing about fencing. In that case, I won't embarrass you!"

Bu Yi said indifferently, "either you admit defeat and live your life now, or I will try my best to display the primary sword soul, but if so, I'm afraid your life will not be in your own hands."

"I'll give you one last chance. Admit defeat or not?"

"Admit defeat?"

Mu Yun shook his head slightly: "if you are just a primary sword soul, it is impossible for me to admit defeat..."

"It seems that you really don't hit the south wall and don't look back!"

Bu Yi's face was cold and he was the primary sword soul. His control was not perfect, but it was absolutely no problem to defeat Mu Yun.

Maybe he can kill Mu Yun in an instant with his extraordinary play. Even the patriarch and others can't react. After all, this is a competition, and death and injury are inevitable.

"In that case, then..."

Before Bu Yi finished his sentence, Mu Yun smiled and said, "it's just a primary sword soul. Cooperate with your holy emperor's extreme position and let me admit defeat. I'm really unwilling!"

"After all, I'm a beginner... Sword spirit!"