MM Racing Chapter 417: 1 Battle
Chapter 417: 1 Battle
Murong Yanyu had no talent for preaching. After being foolishly questioned by Xuanhu several times, she couldn't help but get annoyed and planned to take action directly.
With a wave of his hand, the wooden sword appeared in the setting sun, and the moment the sword was drawn, his momentum rose infinitely.
The powerful energy burst out, directly affecting the changes in the wind and clouds in the sky, and the sea surface around the arena was also stirred up into waves.
Even the swordsmen on the distant shore were shocked by this overwhelming momentum, and the swords in their hands could not help but tremble.
And when facing Murong Yanyu's Xuanhu head-on, the pressure he felt was naturally even more severe.
I couldn't help but take it seriously in my heart.
The sword energy was running wild and coming straight at him, and Xuanhu quickly drew his sword to block it.
However, the remaining force of the sword energy still pushed him back dozens of feet.
A black aura spread from his body.
"You'd better be serious and show your true abilities, otherwise, you will be defeated miserably!" Murong Yanyu stood still and warned Xuanhu.
Murong Ning, who was beside him, simply stepped aside.
"You are very strong!" Xuanhu adjusted his state, gathered the evil spirit in his body, and swung the sword in his hand, almost replicating Murong Yanyu's movements exactly the same.
Even the effects of releasing sword energy are similar, except that one is driven by true energy and the other is driven by demonic energy.
Seeing him making exactly the same movements, Murong Yanyu didn't care too much, but just felt subconsciously unhappy.
Then, he immediately stepped forward quickly.
The sword strikes without any rules or directions, aiming to achieve victory at any point or in any area.
The Xieyang in his hand, although it is a wooden sword, the wood made of this sword is not ordinary wood. At the same time, the sword is surrounded by powerful true energy, and with the blessing of his sword intent, it can still support him to persevere through life and death.
The sword has reached perfection, it strikes without any moves, it is the sword of heaven, the sword is the sword of heaven, Murong Yanyu's sword is like the sky curtain, every sword directly attacks the weakest part of Xuanhu.
Or you can create more loopholes through attacking, so as to achieve victory faster.
Although the sword in Xuanhu's hand is sharp, his reaction is also fast enough.
However, because Zhou Zheng had previously required him to use his opponent's sword skills in every battle, when he met his opponent for the first time, his first reaction was to memorize his opponent's sword moves through observation and personal experience.
However, by doing this, he would naturally react slower than normal.
If his opponent is far weaker than him, this small gap is enough for him to catch up and make up for it.
However, his opponent now is the true number one swordsman in the Central Plains, Tianjian, Murong Yanyu!
Therefore, every time he reacts a little slower, it will be infinitely magnified in his eyes.
The result after magnification was very direct, more and more wounds were left on his body.
Black air lingered and covered his body, as if a layer of black gauze was wrapped around him.
"Brat, are you imitating your father's sword moves?" Murong Yanyu was so talented that she could tell the reason for his behavior after just a fight, combining the actions before and after and his reactions.
"The Emperor said that I can only use my opponent's sword moves in battle! And I can instruct my opponent in battle.
"But you are very strong, I have no way to guide you, and you didn't use any sword moves! Or rather, every sword is a sword move." Xuan Hu's voice was very calm, without the slightest ups and downs, but it revealed a sense of doubt!
This opponent, whom he had never met before, brought him a completely new experience.
Every sword move is nothing more than the most basic sword path, with the four major sword techniques: strike, block, wash and stab.
However, the use of true energy and the sword intent hidden behind each movement are the real key points.
What Xuanhu can imitate, apart from the movements, are all the parts related to the use of true energy and sword intent.
"Sword moves? You don't need that anymore!" Murong Yanyu said, "Use your own sword skills and have a fair fight!"
"No need for sword moves? Have you also reached the state of nothingness like the corpse?" Xuanhu asked curiously.
"The realm of nothingness? Is this corpse the number one swordsman in your demon world?" Murong Yanyu was even more interested now!
In the Central Plains, except for that old monkey Li Chenyuan, he has not found an opponent who can be dealt with by his full strength.
At most, if Ren Piaomiao and Miyamoto Souji could wake up again and make further progress, he would look up to them.
"His ranking is indeed higher than mine!" Xuan Hu said, and then he used his sword to transform his energy and prepared for battle. "You are very powerful. From now on, I can't just use your sword moves."
Today's Xuanhu is like a kendo intelligent entity, constantly collecting "kendo information", then integrating it, self-adapting, and then outputting it to the outside world.
"Come, let me see how strong you, the second best swordsman in the demon world, are."
The two sides issued opposing declarations, and the momentum rose again.
"Sword Tribulation: Demon Competition Crossing Limits"
The moment he made the move, Black Fox flew straight into the air, soaring high in the sky. The boundless sword energy seemed to have grown a pair of wings behind him that covered the sky and the sun.
Endless sword intent, connecting the sky and the earth, formed a vast ocean of swords.
"Enter your soul gate! Are you trying to see who can jump higher?"
Seeing this nearby, Murong Yanyu was not willing to give up, so she also soared into the sky, even reaching a place higher than Xuanhu.
A huge sword shadow that almost pierced through the sky swept away the clouds in the sky.
A magical scene appeared above the sky.
The dark and infinite starry sky appears before everyone.
Afterwards, the huge sword shadow around Murong Yanyu began to shrink rapidly.
Then, the two people in the air, one high and one low, rushed towards each other.
In the blink of an eye, the ultimate move collided, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart, and the energy scattered in all directions.
One side had infinite sword energy, but it was in vain, while the other side used one to block the pass and still did not lose any ground.
Murong Yanyu's sword energy condensed, broke through Xuanhu's sword curtain, and finally pierced his body with one sword.
"I'll remember this sword!" Xuan Hu looked at the wooden sword that pierced through his body. There seemed to be no fear of death in his eyes, only obsession with the sword!
This kind of persistence made Murong Yanyu feel emotional.
At the same time, Murong Yanyu was also very shocked when she saw his appearance.
The sword pierced through his chest, but no blood flowed from his body. Only a thick black gas dissipated from his body.
It was the same during the previous battle. The sword left many wounds on his body, but apart from bursts of black air, no blood was seen flowing out.
"Who are you? There's no blood flowing out even in this state! The touch is not right. Don't you people from the demon world have flesh and blood?" Uncle Yanyu hesitated whether to draw out the sword.
Although this kind of wound is serious, the person can still be saved as long as it is treated properly and rescued in time.
That brat Zhou Zheng had some connections with the Murong family. He helped find the ninth sister's grave and retrieve Leng Qiuyan. Although the transaction was said to be over, the friendship still existed.
This would kill his men, which is not good.
"Who are you? There is no demonic energy on your body. Are you a swordsman from the human world? Are all swordsmen in the human world as powerful as you?" Xuan Hu asked, as if he didn't care at all about the injuries on his body.
"Murong Yanyu, from the Murong Mansion of Central Plains Heavenly Sword." At this time, Murong Yanyu became serious for a rare time.
"Next time, I will come to you again!"