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In the Ping clan, except for King Ping himself, the other five are all people of humiliation.

Ping Lingfeng is one of them!

Chi Xianxuan suddenly said: "Ping Lingfeng was a very powerful swordsman in Pingzhou back then, and a super swordsman who understood the mood of kendo."

Elder Hulu and Muyun must not know this news.

But the old man Hulu and Mu Yun didn't feel anything after hearing it.

Chi Xianxuan was stunned.

"He's a swordsman who has learned the heart of kendo...Aren't you... surprised?"

At this moment, Mu Yun raised his hand and slashed out gently.

A mysterious and mysterious artistic conception broke out.

"The Heart of Kendo!"

Chixian was stunned.

"The heart of kendo is different from the heart of kendo..." Chi Xianxiao muttered.

The old gourd was too lazy to pay attention to this guy at this time.

Fart is useless.

The old man of the gourd was in front of him, and he tossed out treasures, looking for them everywhere.

The three of them are in a mountain stream at the level of a mountain, and the surroundings are dark and terrifying.

The big formation at the rear is no problem to stop the group of people for a while, but if you want to stop it completely, it is too difficult.

Elder Hulu continued to explore the way, and with the two of them, he soon appeared in front of a stone gate.

The old man of the gourd immediately came to the spirit and said: "I deduced it right. Entering from here, we will definitely encounter what Ping Lingfeng left behind."

"Brother Xie, you are a swordsman who understands the heart of kendo, and you will definitely get a great chance."

I believe you a ghost!

Bad old man is very bad!

The three stood in front of the stone gate and began to **** carefully.

Right now, no matter what the chance is, they have to figure out a way to escape.

"This is not a ban..."

Mu Yun frowned and said, "It's a formation condensed with swordsmanship."

"Formation? Then you quickly break it."

Muyun is a third-level Taoist formation master, not a cow.

"Break a hammer!"

Mu Yun scolded: "It's a formation condensed by swordsmanship, not a formation. It can be broken by swordsmanship."

"It takes time."

Muyun looked at the old man of the gourd and said, "Is there any other way? I'm worried, they will kill me before I have time to crack it!"

The old gourd shook his head.

The situation froze.

After a while, the old man of the gourd said: "You concentrate on breaking this Lao Shizi swordsmanship formation, and I will block the group of deflated calves."

Said, the old man gourd returned along the original road.

Chi Xianxuan said solemnly: "I'm here to keep you safe."

Mu Yun was too lazy to deal with this old thing.

His hands slowly condensed sword energy, and strands of sword energy merged into Shimen.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person stood still, motionless, but the soul was fused into the space inside the stone gate.

The next moment, all around the world, the sword qi whistling in the sky, like thunder, like lightning, like strange fire, like mountain peaks, like ocean waves...

All kinds of sword energy surround Mu Yun's body.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun looked alert.

Suddenly, his mind moved, and the Taisui Tianjian appeared in his hand.

This is not a real sword.

It is the condensed soul.

But the sword energy here is not real.

Mu Yun walked out step by step, with a dignified expression.

With a grasp of the palm, terrifying air waves rolled out from within the palm.

Dao force into sword energy.

Sword Qi slashes in all directions.

If you want to break this sword technique array, you can use the sword energy to resolve it.

rumbling...

Muyun's every sword strikes out, carrying the artistic conception of the heart of swordsmanship, releasing extremely terrifying power.

Soon, the surrounding sword mountains and sword seas gradually collapsed under the beheading of Mu Yun's sword energy.

And Muyun also walked out step by step.

Suddenly.

front.

Ten terrifying sword mountains appeared.

Muyun didn't know whether to call Jianshan or Shanjian.

Each of the ten mountains is in the shape of a divine sword, like a mountain like a sword.

Mu Yun's figure came to the foot of the first sword mountain.

The long sword stretches to the sky, with the blade pointing straight down.

This feeling is heart-pounding.

When Mu Yun walked under the sword tip, a sword energy suddenly condensed at the position of the sword tip, like a mountain collapsing, falling down and stabbing Mu Yun.

"break!"

Mu Yun drank in his heart.

Keng...

The terrifying power shook Mu Yun's soul and body.

Mu Yun, who was in front of the stone gate, trembled, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

This sword is too turbulent, and he can't resist it.

But next, there is.

Mu Yun's mind was calm, calm down, Tai Sui Tianjian, the light flickered.

Come under the second sword.

He waved his palm.

Cang Sheng!

He once comprehended the three-style swordsmanship, which was born out of his inner experience of kendo.

Cang Sheng!

Heaven and Earth Slash!

All Souls Slash!

He hadn't used these three sword moves for a long time.

Because his realm has risen too fast, he did not catch up with these three-style sword moves at night.

But at the moment, Mu Yun felt that he should display these three styles to counter the oppression of these ten sword mountains.

Keng...

Cangsheng beheaded.

Jianshan fell to the ground.

Mu Yun took a step forward, and the momentum in his body rolled out.

blocked!

Mu Yun looked shocked.

Immediately afterwards, his whole person, even with the Taisui Tianjian, even with the slashing of the common people just now, was producing an inexplicable perception and transformation.

This sword mountain is not a test.

It contains the comprehension of the caster in it.

Mu Yun was overjoyed, raised his hand with a sword, and shot out again.

Cang Sheng.

Heaven and Earth Slash.

All Souls Cut.

The three swords kept slashing out, and from the falling divine sword, although Mu Yun himself was traumatized, the three styles produced an extremely subtle sense of sublimation for himself.

Until the end, Mu Yun came to the bottom of the tenth sword mountain.

The sword did not fall.

Mu Yun walked by safely.

Across Jianshan, there is a foggy atmosphere ahead.

There, Mu Yun saw a figure standing with his hands behind his back, standing in front of a cliff.

Mu Yun stepped forward.

The man looked back.

Its eyes are like swords, with a palpitating breath and light.

The terrifying aura almost made Mu Yun feel that his body and mind were being suppressed at this moment.

"Ping Lingfeng!"

Mu Yun blurted out.

The man was stunned for a moment, and a soft light appeared in his eyes.

"You can break my Ten Swords Formation, I want to come... It's also been immersed in the road of kendo for many years..."

But Mu Yun said: "I haven't broken, and the last sword has not fallen."

The man said again: "The last sword, if you fall, you will die. If you don't fall, it means that you have been recognized by me during my lifetime."

Mu Yun said nothing.

The man smiled and said: "You control the realm of Jianxin, which is quite extraordinary."

Kenshin?

Heart of Kendo?

In the past, Mu Yun actually walked through swordsmanship such as Jianxin and Sword Soul.

Now I suddenly heard the man call the heart of the swordsmanship as the heart of the sword, but it was quite uncomfortable.

"Jianxin Ten Realms, which realm are you in?"

After saying this, Mu Yun said curiously: "The heart of swordsmanship, is there a so-called division of realms?"

"Naturally!"

The man looked at Mu Yun, waved his palm, and a strand of sword energy passed through Mu Yun's body, and then rose up.