The green thin sword, like a poisonous snake, appeared behind Yang Mu out of thin air and bit his head.

In the midst of lightning, Yang Mu's movements in his hand were extremely fast. The Chixiao Sword seemed to have completely disappeared, but sword shadows flew out.

The sword shadows intertwined, and from a distance, it looked like a huge lotus blooming in an instant, covering Yang Mu.

The Thirteen Swords of the Green Lotus!

As soon as the sword, which was like a poisonous snake, entered the lotus, it flew backwards like a small boat hit by the waves.

Hu Guiyi looked a little solemn, and he tapped his finger three times: "Green fish! Meng Ji! Lu Shu!"

Swish! Swish! Swish—

There were three long swords, and if three thunders shot towards Yang Mu, it made a harsh sound of sonic boom, it was like tearing the space apart.

The people below were of poor strength and could only vaguely see three sword shadows. Zhao Qifeng and several elders with higher strength in the Qingmu Sect all became solemn. They sensed the unstoppable sword intent from these three flying swords.

"The twelve swords of junior brother are all divine swords that are as sharp as mud! With this amazing sword intent, I am afraid that even an iron mountain blocks him will be penetrated directly."

Zhao Qifeng showed a smile.

In his opinion, the disciples of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord are definitely not ordinary people, and they must have some ability.

But even the disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, there is no suspense in this battle at the moment.

When talking about swordsmanship, my junior brother is definitely not inferior to the other side!

The key is that the other party is two small levels lower than his junior brother. In this way, his junior brother will never be defeated.

Although the people of the Aoki Sect have different realms and different eyesight, without exception, they all hope that Hu Guiyi can win.

Although Yang Mu is not well-known in the Shanhai Realm, his identity as a "Thousand-Faced Demon Lord Disciple" is enough to cause a huge shock.

If Hu Guiyi could easily defeat him, then the news would come out, and the Aoki Sect was destined to make a big splash in the next period of time.

Unfortunately, reality disappointed them.

Accompanied by three bangs, the three swords that were as powerful as bamboo were knocked away by Yang Mu as soon as they approached Yang Mu. Not to mention hurting Yang Mu, they could not even touch him.

Yang Mu not only repelled the flying sword, but also took the initiative to fly towards Hu Guiyi, and in an instant he had arrived in front of Hu Guiyi.

"What a wonderful sword technique! Even if you are lucky enough to practice this kind of sword technique, I am afraid that most sword cultivators in the Snake and Dragon Realm cannot master it. Very good! I am sure now that you are indeed qualified to be his disciple."

Hu Guiyi's offensive was successively resolved. Not only was he not anxious or angry at all, but he felt a little joy on his face. With a wave of his hand, several other swords, and even the one under his feet flew out in an instant.

The twelve swords seemed to form a sword formation in an instant, as if they had their own consciousness and flew towards Yang Mu from different angles!

Ding! Ding! Ding—

Although Yang Mu only had a Chixiao sword in his hand, he was still very relaxed. He kept repelling the twelve flying swords. The people below could only see the flowing lights flying towards Yang Mu, but were knocked away in an instant.

The moment he was knocked away, the flying sword seemed to have its own intelligence. In an instant, it adjusted its direction and shot towards Yang Mu again, as if an assassin from the underworld would never give up until Yang Mu's life was taken away!

The attack of the twelve flying swords still failed to hurt Yang Mu, but blocked Yang Mu's momentum.

Yang Mu was like being in a shell, and the twelve flying swords could not hurt him, but he was also entangled by these twelve flying swords and could not move forward.

"Twelve uses of one mind? This guy is a bit too perverted! This terrifying flying sword technique alone is better than countless sword techniques in the world."

Yang Mu's heart was shocked. He knew that the young master of the Qingmu Sect was a genius monster, but at this moment he found that he still underestimated the other party.

He can also control twelve flying swords against the enemy, but if he controls it, the twelve flying swords will follow the same rules and the power it displays is destined to be limited.

It’s like an ordinary person who draws with both hands at the same time, basically only can draw similar patterns.

Most people can’t do this with one mind!

But this young master of Aoki Sect can use twelve points and control twelve flying swords at the same time. The key is that these twelve flying swords actually use completely different exquisite sword moves, which is simply incredible.

Hu Guiyi suddenly said, "Is this your full strength? Or are you not showing your true skills?"

Is this guy provoking?

Yang Mu frowned and looked at the other party, but saw that the other party looked sincere, as if he was not intentionally provoking, but was really curious.

For Hu Guiyi, the flying sword technique that used twelve swords at the same time was just an appetizer, and relying on this appetizer, it was difficult to distinguish with Yang Mu.

If this is already all Yang Mu's ability, then he would be disappointed!

Yang Mu grinned and said, "I have so many methods in my mind that I can't use them all. But you, don't be a mother-in-law and mother. We are fighting martial arts rather than literary battles now. If you have any tricks, just use them to show me. Don't talk so much nonsense!"

"good!"

Hu Gui nodded and Chen Ken said, "This sword is called 'Jinglei Wanjun', you have picked it up."

Boom!

As the sound fell, the ancient sword called "Hongzhe" suddenly filled with a heavy aura like a mountain, slashing towards Yang Mu fiercely. The sword energy was ten feet long. If the divine thunder descended from the sky, before it could approach, there was already a fog that seemed to make people lose their souls.

Yang Mu looked solemn, but there was no timidity at all.

He is confident that "The Thirteen Swords of the Green Lotus" is extremely exquisite and can block any means below the seventh level of the Snake and Dragon Realm.

The next second, Yang Mu realized that he was thinking a bit too simple.

Being able to block does not mean being able to block!

To put it simply, relying on the defense of "The Thirteen Swords of the Green Lotus", the opponent's flying sword would definitely not escape the blocking of the Chixiao Sword in his hand before touching him.

The problem is that although the Chixiao Sword can block the opponent's flying sword, it does not mean that it can block it.

This is like an ordinary person holding a shield and trying to stop the oncoming sports car. Although the shield can block the sports car, it can't stop it at all. He will be knocked away with the shield!

Accompanied by the loud noise, Yang Mu felt like a ball that was knocked down from a high altitude and hit the arena below!

boom--

In the ring with special material, several cracks appeared, and violent waves of air rushed toward all directions, flying sand and stones.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Aoki Sect looked delighted.

"I'll just say it! This guy is definitely not a match for Master Zu!"

"You are right! As long as the little master shows some real skills, this guy will definitely lose. Hahaha! Look, he is still far behind the little master!"

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Chapter completed!