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Chapter 82: Skills that are simply incomprehensible

There seemed to be an invisible mirror between the moonlight and the shadow at the entrance of the valley. When the snow-bright short sword flew out from the sheath beside Zhang Baiyang and turned into a flowing light, it immediately rolled up the falling leaves flying all over the sky. In an instant, the low buzzing sound turned into a roar like wind and thunder in a blink of an eye.

The short sword suddenly magnified, as if it rolled up waves, the blue sea surging, and the waves hit the sky!

The Kunlun Holy Land's Object Control technique is the best martial art in the world. This martial art is vigorous and powerful, but few people can successfully practice it because it is just an entry-level condition that stumps 99% of the people.

Natal object!

To nurture a natal object, it not only takes a lot of effort to find it, but also requires endless energy to cultivate it. However, even if the initial investment is huge, the success rate is still difficult to achieve.

Once this natal object is successful, it will never be replaced in a lifetime. If you are destined to get a powerful natal object, it will be favored by the way of heaven. But if the one who has successfully cultivated it is a waste, it will be a life-threatening disaster for eight lifetimes.

However, those who practice Kunlun’s magic technique will use their natal objects as their trump card and rarely use them. Therefore, even if some people have become famous for many years, no one knows what their natal objects are.

For example, after being expelled by Kunlun, Aries also made a name for himself in the world, but no one knows what his life is.

Until this moment,

He wants to fight Mu Feiqing quickly, and all his actions are the strongest trump card.

Naturally, the natal object was exposed, a short sword!

But, a short sword is also a sword.

Mu Feiqing has an urge to die.

wasted, wasted,

Another skill wasted!

…………

"The Eight Eight Evil Swords of the Divine Soldiers!"

Huo Jinghuan, who was hiding in the distance, suddenly stood up and yelled: "Brother Mu, be careful, this is the Eight Evil Swords!"

In just a moment, the short sword suddenly exploded, and a sword formation appeared, directly covering the valley and the void. A total of eight flying swords flew out, all of which were only the length of a palm, crystal clear and radiant, and burst into murderous aura.

Huo Jinghuan's heart was raised to his throat.

He didn't expect that Zhang Baiyang's natal object would be the Kunlun magic weapon.

Not to mention that the Eight Evil Swords have become the natal creature, even if Zhang Baiyang simply uses the Eight Evil Swords to fight the enemy, holding the Eight Evil Swords is enough to compare with an ordinary supreme master, let alone now it is in the form of object control!

Although he has been in the border for a long time and is not very clear about the Central Plains, he has also heard that Mu Feiqing is the supreme master. He originally thought that the two should have the power to fight, but at this moment, he only hopes that Mu Feiqing can escape.

He really didn't want to hurt Mu Feiqing's life in order to save him!

Mu Feiqing still stood with his hands behind his back, but in an instant, the Eight Evil Swords quickly slashed over, almost exceeding lightning, and the eight flying swords cut through the rocks and trees. The hard rocks were immediately divided into many pieces like tofu.

Eight evil swords and sword formation,

This is Zhang Baiyang's trump card. When this sword goes out, he has basically expected Mu Feiqing's ending.

However, his expression froze instantly!

"How is that possible!"

In everyone's shocked eyes, Mu Feiqing was like a dragon, walking around the sword formation without any rules, but he could always avoid the attack of the Eight Evil Swords without any damage!

"No wonder people in the world say that Young Master Feiqing has the power to fight on the Tianlist!"

Zhang Baiyang sighed, clasped his hands together, and instantly he made a sword technique.

At the same time, except for the flying sword blocked by Mu Feiqing, the other seven flying swords were slashed one after another. The sword light actually caused a terrifying wave like a storm, one wave higher than the other, which was very terrifying.

This group of sword formations is amazing. After the first sword is fired, the second sword attacks, and the sword light is stronger. Then the third sword is slashed, and the sword light is raised a lot. And so on, one sword is more powerful than the other sword, which is a real sword wave after another, with bright light and impulsive hearts.

Their power is superimposed and constantly increasing. When the eighth sword comes, it is like a sea of ​​swords descending, which is terrifying and shocking!

"I don't believe you can still hide...Damn!"

Before Zhang Baiyang finished speaking, he sweared.

You fucked cheating!

This can still be avoided!

Not only Zhang Baiyang was confused,

The other Mu guards and Huo Jinghuan were all confused.

They suddenly had a sense of doubt whether Mu Feiqing was deliberately teasing Zhang Baiyang,

Because what Mu Feiqing showed before was that he could barely avoid it, but now he still barely avoid it!

It seemed as if Mu Feiqing could calculate the traces of this flying sword that had no rules at all, and always avoided the flying sword at the last moment.

…………

No one could have imagined that Mu Feiqing was like a puppet at this moment. Although his body was moving, the thoughts in his mind had already floated up.

His body is completely in custody.

No need to worry at all,

Anyway, no matter how strong the power Zhang Baiyang burst out, it is impossible for Zhang Baiyang to defeat him in this skill time, and the two of them will form a strange situation of equal competition.

He was just sighing, but fortunately, Huo Jinghuan reminded him that he did not use the empty city strategy skill rashly, otherwise he would be seriously injured now.

Zhang Baiyang's weapon control technique is really terrifying. If he can control it, fighting across levels is a little bit, and it is not impossible to fight directly across borders!

"Hey, why did you stop!"

Just as Mu Feiqing was calculating secretly, Zhang Baiyang suddenly reached out and took back the Eight Evil Swords. The eight flying swords circled and danced in the night sky, as bright as light.

Zhang Baiyang looked at Mu Feiqing and said, "Young Master Feiqing is indeed well-known. I am underestimating the world. Young Master Feiqing is going to be ready. I have another move..."

Mu Feiqing raised his eyebrows and said hurriedly: "Do you admit defeat and won't fight after taking this move? We are all civilized people, right? Keep your word!"

Zhang Baiyang: "..."

"What I mean is that if I use another move, it's time for you, Mr. Feiqing. Although we are enemies, I also want to see the legendary sword god smile!"

Before he finished speaking, the eight evil swords in the sky buzzed and suddenly split again, endlessly, sword flowers, like water flowers, and the world was covered by sword curtains, extremely crystal clear, as if heavy rain was pouring.

The light curtain is dazzling, a huge lotus blooming, both for defense and attack. When the petals open, there is a new force that collapses into the sky, covering the sky like a torrent.

"run!"

Chen Tong was so scared that his face was pale. He resisted Huo Jinghuan and ran away.

For a moment, all the Mu guards who had already been hiding far away rode their horses and ran wildly.

A sword rain will fall,

I'm afraid that the mountain will collapse halfway.

Mu Feiqing smiled without warning.

That moment made the bright moon fade away.

The sword that had not been moved on his waist suddenly shone, and a white palm stretched out.
Chapter completed!
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