[Chapter 1306: Sword vs. Sword: Which is Stronger?]
Yang Yiyun was attacking by surprise, and he was invisible in the fog, and no one expected that someone would appear.
The Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand is now even more powerful. Leng Xiaoyi, who was at that level, couldn’t resist Yang Yiyun’s sword head-on, let alone an ordinary disciple of Tianjian Mountain?
Of course, it’s not that this disciple of Tianjian Mountain is weak. He is also a great perfection in the cultivation of the Tribulation. The main reason is that Yang was caught off guard by the surprise attack, and the sword in his hand was too sharp. It’s
a bit unfair that he died.
Yang was holding the intention of killing him with one blow.
After killing this disciple with one sword, Mu Ningxuan and others’ formation defense was broken.
The next moment, dozens of cold monsters rushed in from the flaw.
A muffled groan suddenly sounded.
“Yang Yiyun, you are looking for death…”
Mu Ningxuan’s anger sounded.
Yang Yiyun’s eyelids jumped, and a silver light came quickly in his peripheral vision. He hurriedly urged the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand to resist. What he saw was Mu Ningxuan’s sword slashing…
“Boom…”
A roar sounded.
Yang Yiyun’s arm was numb and he retreated.
The sword he blocked in a hurry surprised him.
It seemed that Mu Ningxuan was not affected by the monster and fought back against him at the first time.
The other three surviving Tianjianshan disciples were not so lucky. After the monster got into their bodies, they were shaking all over and frost condensed on their bodies.
In Yang Yiyun’s eyes, only Mu Ningxuan seemed not to be affected much. Looking closely, Mu Ningxuan was emitting a sword energy that was soaring into the sky, but he blocked the monster that attacked him from the sky.
No wonder this guy could still fight back against him. He must have some magic weapon on him.
He thought to himself that Mu Ningxuan was worthy of the title of Little Sword Immortal. He saw that these elite disciples of the Holy Land had trump cards.
But at this moment, while Yang Yiyun was retreating, Mu Ningxuan attacked again with a sword.
Yang Yiyun snorted and urged the Dragon Slaying Sword. How could he be hit by another sword? He
had already changed his strength while retreating and was about to draw his sword.
But at this time, Diao’er let out a sharp long whistle.
“Zhi…”
Diao’er turned into a golden light and rushed straight to Mu Ningxuan.
Mu Ningxuan snorted, and his body flashed with silver light and flew towards Diao’er.
“Diao’er, come back…”
Yang Yiyun was very anxious when he saw this. He saw that the silver light in Mu Ningxuan’s body that was flying towards Diao’er was a flying sword.
Tianjian Mountain mainly cultivates swordsmanship, so it is normal for Mu Ningxuan to have several flying swords in his body. The key is that Yang Yiyun is afraid that Diao’er will suffer.
“Dingdang…”
Amidst the sparks, Diao’er, who had turned into a calf at this moment, attacked beyond Yang Yiyun’s imagination. He grabbed directly against Mu Ningxuan’s flying sword. With a crisp sound, Mu Ningxuan’s flying sword was directly broken by Diao’er’s sharp claws.
Yang Yiyun was surprised and relieved at the same time. He knew that Diao’er would not suffer at least. Diao’er’s talent was reflected in her sharp claws when she was in the tomb of the underground villa in the ancient capital. It is still the same today. It is really amazing that she can break a flying sword with one strike.
Not only Yang Yiyun was surprised, but Mu Ningxuan’s heart was beating wildly. He knew best that he was a flying fairy. The seven flying swords in his body were all earth tools refined by the third-level earth fairy. Who could easily cut them off? But
now it was easily broken by a monster with one claw.
The flying swords he nurtured were all his hard work. His heart was bleeding and his heart sank. He knew that Yang Yiyun was not easy to deal with.
With Diao’er around, it was already very difficult.
In a flash, he chased Yang Yiyun with a sword, and Yang Yiyun quickly reacted after a brief loss of consciousness and killed Mu Ningxuan.
Both of them used swords, and who was stronger and who was weaker would be determined by this sword.
Born in Tianjian Mountain, Mu Ningxuan believed that he would not belong to anyone in the way of swordsmanship. He roared while dancing: “Open the gate of heaven, the sword of heaven…”
A sword burst out with brilliant silver light, and the sword intent filled the surroundings. The sword energy formed automatically pushed the cold air of the cave away for dozens of meters, as if a sword from the sky condensed into several feet of sword energy and slashed towards Yang Yiyu.
“Black Lotus Sword, Eight Wastelands Return to One, cut it for me.”
Yang Yiyu used the strongest sword in the black lotus this time, the Eight Wastelands Return to One Sword, and the sword shadows in the sky gathered into one sword, and also met Mu Ningxuan’s sword with several feet of sword energy.
After refining the demon soul bead of the Golden Winged Sky Eagle, Yang Yiyu activated the Dragon Slaying Sword and exerted the power of the Dragon Slaying Sword. According to the sword spirit, although it was less than one ten-thousandth, it was powerful enough. Even if he did not use the Black Lotus Sword Skill, Cheng Weikang and Leng Xiaoyi could not resist his sword. At
this moment, facing Mu Ningxuan, Yang Yiyu did not dare to be careless and directly used the Black Lotus Sword Skill.
Mu Ningxuan’s sword energy soared into the sky, with the power of a sword splitting the world. This was the fifth move of the Heavenly Sword Technique of Tianjian Mountain, and it was also the strongest move that Mu Ningxuan could perform.
There were seven moves in the Heavenly Sword Technique of Tianjian Mountain, and Mu Ningxuan was already a leader for being able to master five moves. The power
of this sword was extraordinary. In addition to the Black Lotus Sword Technique, Yang Yiyun relied on the power of the Dragon Slaying Sword and the sword energy within it.
At this moment, the power was doubled when the Black Lotus Sword Technique was used, with the power to destroy cities and mountains.
One sword was sharp, the other was heavy.
Who was stronger would be clear in the next moment.
However, when Yang Yiyu swung his sword, the air in the space made a crisp crackling sound. This was the sound of the air being squeezed by the sword when it was compressed to the extreme.
In the blink of an eye, the two swords clashed.
“Boom boom…”
The powerful sword energy collided, and the air waves generated exploded one after another.
The small monster hidden in the thick cold air was shattered by the sword energy.
The whole cave was shaking…
Yang Yiyu’s clothes were shattered by the air wave, but he didn’t retreat, and the sword in his hand still slashed down.
But Mu Ningxuan’s face changed drastically. He felt that Yang Yiyu’s sword energy was like a mountain pressing down on him directly. Without hesitation, he moved his mind and activated the armor.
But even so, Mu Ningxuan still felt that he could not resist Yang Yiyu’s mountain-like sword pressure, and was shocked. He felt a desolate but extremely violent and domineering power from Yang Yiyu’s sword energy, which was beyond the range of ordinary sword energy.
In Mu Ningxuan’s sword career, he had only felt this kind of feeling from those elders of the third-turn earthly immortal level in Tianjian Mountain.
He knew that he could not take on or withstand Yang Yiyu’s sword. He
had the idea of retreating in his heart.
But is it really that simple to retreat?
Mu Ningxuan, who practices swordsmanship, knows best that the sword will hit the target when it is out. The swordsmanship of masters is almost like opening eyes. If it is not resolved, you can’t escape, let alone hide.
With this thought, Mu Ningxuan’s heart was determined, and he roared, and six silver lights burst out from his body.
But it was the seven flying swords that were nurtured in his body. One was broken by Yang Yiyu’s Diao’er, and now there are only six.
Mu Ningxuan’s heart was bleeding…
He knew that at this moment he could only use the remaining six flying swords to resist Yang Yiyu’s sword energy, otherwise he would not be able to escape.
When Yang Yiyu killed Leng Xiaoyi and Cheng Weikang with two swords at the Sky Eagle Altar, Mu Ningxuan wondered if Yang Yiyu had used some special means to kill the two people, rather than how strong his swordsmanship was?
That’s why he dared to fight Yang Yiyu with his sword.
Now he knew that Yang Yiyu’s sword was indeed very strong, so strong that he had the illusion of facing those three-turn earth immortal old monsters in the sect.
At this moment, he was also determined to cut off his wrist and use the six auxiliary flying swords nurtured in his body to escape.
Although his heart was bleeding and his hand was seriously injured, it was not a risk to his life after all. As long as his natal flying fairy was in his hand, his combat power could be preserved.
“Go…”
With a move in his heart, the six flying fairies burst into a plum blossom shape, and a dazzling light burst out to meet Yang Yiyu’s sword.
However, Yang Yiyu saw six flying swords flying out of Mu Ningxuan’s body, and he was shocked. After slashing with a sword, he quickly retreated.
He was afraid that Mu Ningxuan would have some big moves, and he knew that these holy land disciples had endless means and magical weapons. He had suffered a loss when he first met Cheng Weikang, so he had to be on guard.
“Boom boom boom…”
The silver light was dazzling in the huge rumble, and Yang Yiyu closed his eyes subconsciously while retreating.
But when the sound dissipated, he opened his eyes and knew that he had been fooled.
A large pool of blood and six broken swords were left on the field, and Mu Ningxuan disappeared.
(End of this chapter)
