With the black sword in his hand, Mu Zhan's aura became even colder. At this moment, the spectators outside the training hall felt a chill in their bones. He stared at Wuque, then looked at his empty hand and said, "Are you still not going to use your sword?"
Wuque raised his head and looked up. A beam of light suddenly descended from the sea of swords and landed in his palm. "I have a sword."
This was his sword.
The Vientiane Gold had entered Wuque's emperor will and turned into his life spirit. The sword will he released was a sword itself.
Other than that, the Sword Lotus of the Great Path and the Jueying Sword Print between his brows were also his Life Spirits. Wuque now had three Life Spirits, but unlike Qin Hao who had so many, all three Life Spirits were related to swords.
Mu Zhan frowned slightly. Although he didn't think Wuque was underestimating him, it was too childish to take a strand of sword will so casually.
Buzz!
That black-robed figure moved. Mu Zhan's silhouette burst out with astonishing speed, like a black shadow that was as fast as lightning. He stabbed his sword forward, and a terrifying black light erupted from the devil sword. Even space itself seemed to be frozen.
Wuque's body also glowed with an incomparably turbulent emperor's light. He was enveloped by a dazzling golden light. He straightened his body and the sword will in his palm completely solidified. With a clang, it collided with the black demonic sword.
In an instant, countless golden bubbles spread out and the sword in Wuque's hand shattered.
"What an extreme sword spirit."
Qin Hao praised. Mu Zhan was indeed a genius. He could shatter Wuque's Vientiane Gold Life Spirit with one strike. Mu Zhan's ability was rarely seen in the world.
At this moment, Wuque's figure retreated quickly. A thin layer of black ice crystals covered his right arm. Half of his body seemed to be frozen. He was secretly shocked. Then, another beam of light fell from the sky and turned into a dazzling golden divine sword. Just as Wuque raised his hand to catch it, a black light slashed at his eyes. Then, he felt a tremor in his hand. The second sword was shattered by Mu Zhan.
"Sword, come!"
Wuque lightly shouted. The dense light and shadows were like meteors that frequently flew down. Ding ding dang dang, they constantly inserted themselves between him and Mu Zhan, blocking the other party's tyrannical attacks in exchange for a breath of time.
He realized that the black sword in Mu Zhan's hand was extremely hard and extremely sharp. It contained a ferocious killing power that normal sword intents could not withstand. Even the Myriad Form Gold that was born from the Divine Wilderness' Heavenly Dao shattered upon contact with Mu Zhan's sword. It could cut through metal like mud.
He was too careless.
Wuque suddenly recalled something that Zhan Wu had once said. Even though the Heavenly Dao of the outside world was not as all-encompassing as the Divine Wilderness Continent, and its Dao Intent was complete, those Heavenly Daos that contained a certain attribute could give birth to extreme existences. It was very obvious that Mu Zhan's talent was that extreme.
It didn't have the Ice Attribute, nor was it freezing intent.
The reason why the space's temperature was so low, to the point where it could freeze one's bones and blood, was completely due to the killing intent that Mu Zhan released.
Even the demonic sword in his hand was incomparably sharp due to the extremely intense killing intent.
"In terms of Sword Dao, I don't think I'm inferior to him. In terms of Sword Soul, I'm not as good as him."
Wuque analyzed quickly. According to the current situation, even if he released the Myriad Form Gold to its limit, it would still be very difficult to break the other party's demonic sword.
Mu Zhan's strength was stronger than he had imagined.
"If you don't use your sword, this battle will end."
Mu Zhan's voice was especially cold. Along the way, all the golden divine swords that blocked his path were shattered. His eyes flashed with a red light, and the black mist that lingered around his body drilled into the demonic sword in his hand. In an instant, the sword intent emitted by the demonic sword became extremely cold.
"Borrowing Sword from the Heavens."
Wuque pointed his sword upwards, and the Emperor's Intent soared into the sky, merging with the power of the heavens. The sea of swords glowed with a dazzling light as they gathered together, condensing into a magnificent ten thousand zhang long divine sword. It flew down from the heavens, whistling as it fell towards Mu Zhan's head.
Mu Zhan raised his head to look, and a trace of seriousness appeared on his face. His finger brushed the blade of the sword, and slashed towards the giant sword from the heavens. The pitch-black light slashed open the horizon, and a deafening sound rang out. Even from far below, the training field seemed to have triggered an earthquake. The people of Central State City swayed left and right, and were almost pressed to the ground by the descending power.
"Truly amazing."
Qin Hao was pleasantly surprised. Following Mu Bai was a waste of talent, so Mu Zhan might as well follow him.
"Brat, are you dreaming?"
Ziyin scolded with a smile. He could easily see through Qin Hao's thoughts. Unfortunately, Mu Zhan was from the Mu Clan.
"Open!"
Wuque let out a low shout, and completely entered into battle mode. A brilliant golden lotus appeared under his feet, and as the petals unfolded, it was like a blossoming divine sword.
Borrowing Swords from the Heavens was the Southern Region's Sword Sect's secret art. Just now, he had gathered thousands of sword intents together, and activated it with his secret art. Even so, it couldn't withstand a single sword from Mu Zhan, so one could imagine how strong his opponent was.
"Finally serious?"
Mu Zhan saw the sword lotus under Wuque's feet, and silently nodded. This lotus should be his opponent's sword primary soul.
At this moment, Mu Zhan's palm let go of the black demonic sword. Layers of light erupted from the demonic sword, and each layer of light separated, turning into a pitch-black sword, and arranged itself in front of him.
Mu Zhan pointed his finger forward, and in the void, streams of black swords whistled through the air, and fell towards the figure standing in the middle of the sword lotus.
"Controlling Sword Calamity!"
Wuque shouted. The fluttering sword lotus closed, and the golden petals connected seamlessly, wrapping him inside. It was like a golden cocoon, and the light it emitted was indestructible.
Three Vanishing Shadows Sword Calamity, the first calamity, Controlling Sword.
Dong! Dong!
Dong! Terrifying sounds of impact kept exploding on the golden sword cocoon, shaking the dojo crazily. The black swords eroded the golden sword cocoon, like huge black spots remaining there, but in the end, they couldn't completely destroy it.
"Punishment Sword Calamity!"
Wuque's shout came from the space, and then, the closed sword lotus suddenly bloomed, and streams of sharp sword light flew out, dense and swift, turning into a surging Great Path Sword River, surging and unstoppable, and drowning Mu Zhan.
Mu Zhan held the black demonic sword with both hands. His eyes turned completely red as his black hair danced wildly in the wind. Terrifying black aura emanated from his body as he swung his sword at the river of swords. The sword actually cut the river of swords in half, splitting it into two. The two streams blasted out in opposite directions, crashing into the barrier. Mu Zhan stood at the fork of the river of swords. His body was as steady as a rock, unmoving.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! The shocking sound shook the barrier set up by the Heavenly Lun elite violently. Under the impact of Wuque's sword will, the barrier set up by the Heavenly Lun elite was deformed, showing signs of breaking.
This made the Heavenly Lun elite, who set up the barrier, look extremely embarrassed.
"What a powerful attack of the Sword Principle."
The Pang Clan Leader was extremely shocked. An Eighth Level Nirvana could shake the Divine Path, but he didn't have this ability.
"These two geniuses are rare in the world."
Many of the Pang Clan's higher-ups trembled. Either Wuque or Mu Zhan could defeat the Pang Clan Leader. In other words, either of these two had terrifying combat strength that could massacre the Central Continent.
Whoosh!
Right at this moment, the surging river of swords vanished, and the extremely intense battle scene suddenly stopped, causing everyone to be caught off guard, causing everyone to be speechless and reveal puzzled expressions.
Everyone looked over and found that blood was slowly seeping out of the corner of Mu Zhan's mouth, and his aura instantly weakened.
"What's going on?"
The Mu Clan's elites were extremely shocked.
Mu Bai's face sank in an instant, as if a layer of frost had formed, and became extremely cold. Although he didn't know the reason, he could see that Mu Zhan had lost.
"What sword technique is this?"
The demonic sword in his hand slowly disappeared, and Mu Zhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked forward, and his face showed some discomfort. Just now, his soul seemed to have been cut into several pieces by a sword. It was a sword technique that he couldn't resist at all.
"You want to know?"
The sacred Sword Lotus dissipated from under Wuque's feet. He smiled at Mu Zhan and said, "I won't tell you, unless you become my sword attendant for three years."