Chapter 127

The atmosphere was depressed, and the audience was amazed by the power of Mu Cangtu, and the younger generation showed awe.

Like a goddess!

Contrary to everyone's expectations, at this moment, Su Yi was as indifferent as ever, without any panic at all.

Clang!

Mu Cangtu grabbed his hand, and a black long sword slanted in the pine wood scabbard behind him appeared in his hand, and the sword groaned deeply.

"This sword is called Qianren. It has been with me for 30 years and has killed 163 enemies. It has never let me down."

With a sword in hand, Mu Cangtu's expression became more and more calm, the whole person was calm, and his eyes were so sharp that people didn't dare to look at each other.

Su Yi nodded and said, "The wall stands for a thousand miles. If you have no desires, you will be strong. The name is not bad, and the sword is not bad. If you can force me to use the sword, today I will show you what the real swordsmanship is."

Everyone: "..."

People such as Qin Wenyuan, Zhang Zhiyan, and others almost laughed, how great is this son's tone!

Mu Cangtu didn't talk nonsense any more, and swung his sword forward.

boom!

The originally frozen air in the school ground seemed to explode at this moment, unable to withstand the power of Mu Cangtu's body.

Some of the younger generation were horrified.

In their eyes, the wooden warehouse map that is attacking at this moment is like a huge mountain moving horizontally, with the potential to oppress the universe, making people feel suffocated from a distance.

The big men also gasped.

The void is boiling, the airflow is turbulent, and the wooden warehouse map is like a god coming into the world, and a thousand-edged sword is suddenly cut out in his hand.

Swish!

The sword is as agile as a dragon, severing the sky, and before the sword energy arrives, there is a bone-piercing sword intent between heaven and earth.

The masters present were all moved.

With this sword alone, Mu Cangtu sits firmly in the swordsmanship of Yunhe County, which is rare in the world!

Yuan Wutong's heart is surging, what is exile?

No one can guess!

"Is there any power left?"

In the field, Su Yi asked, still unfulfilled.

Since his reincarnation, he has never met a person who can be seen.

The picture of the wooden warehouse in front of him, barely counted as one, also aroused his thoughts of a contest.

"Have!"

Mu Cangtu took a deep breath, and his whole body was full of qi and blood.

Boom!

The air current in the area of ​​several feet, with him at the center, was crushed to the point of collapse.

Clang!

At this moment, Mu Cangtu actually pulled out the Thousand-Edged Sword from between Su Yi's hands, and then suddenly pierced a circle of rippling sword shadows.

Like invisible water waves, glistening and beautiful, they shrouded Su Yi layer by layer.

Even the power has become soft and delicate, like a slanting wind and drizzle, lingering, but Qin Wenyuan and other masters are all startled.

Ripple around your fingers!

Mucangtu's trick to press the bottom of the box, it is rumored that he has been sitting in the Jianquan for many years, watching the clouds gather and disperse in the sky, watching the ripples in the water rise and fall, and he had an epiphany. "Ripple around your fingers".

"Prisoners!"

Mukuratu drank lightly.

In the eyes of everyone, the circles of rippling sword shadows are like chains of slender and crystal clear chains, each of which is transformed by sword energy, and contains boundless terrifying power.

At this time, these rippling sword shadows were like a chained cage, trapping Su Yi's figure firmly, unable to break free for a while.

"Want to win?"

Although many people with shallow cultivations could not understand the mystery of this kind of confrontation, when they saw that Su Yi was trapped, they were instantly refreshed.

But in the blink of an eye, in the center of the rippling sword shadow, the trapped Su Yi suddenly chuckled and said:

"Yes, it's worth Su Mou's sword."

Clang!

In Su Yi's hands, an extra sword appeared out of thin air in the clear and crisp sword chant.

As he swung at will to stab out.

The world is like a canvas, divided under this sword.

I have a sword drawn clear and turbid, and the disillusionment of life and death is gone.

This is the "Zhi Qingzhuo" in the Great Fuyao Sword Sutra!

In an instant, countless sword shadows disillusioned and disappeared like bubbles, and the terrifying torrent of broken sword energy swept and spread, rushing away in all directions.

It was regarded as the unique "ripples around the fingers" that pressed the bottom of the wooden warehouse map, and it was smashed by a sword and vanished!

Mu Cangtu was shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Not far away, Su Yi stood with his sword in hand, and said indifferently, "This is my swordsmanship, what do you think?"

Inside and outside the Qingding school grounds, everyone trembled and changed their color.