Zhao Hanyu had already produced more than 700 swords in a row, and dozens of barriers laid down were destroyed, so he barely blocked the opponent's attack.

He felt his arms were sore and numb, his waist and legs were sore and weak, his sweat was like rain, and a trace of white air rose from his head.

But his mind was always very tense, and he carefully sensed the invasion of the other party as if the sword intent was invading.

At this moment, with his keen spiritual sense, he vaguely sensed that the other party's aura seemed to decline from prosperity, and his sword intent was not as unstoppable as before.

He thought to himself: The opportunity has finally come!

He shook his body and took the step of the magical step under his feet. The short sword in his hand quickly produced 114 swords. While forming the last barrier in front of him, he had already moved forward ten feet!

His sword moves did not stop, his body jumped into the air, and then rotated at an extremely fast speed. Countless guard moves turned into a cylindrical defensive line around him, fighting against the opponent's final invasion.

The powerful people in the hall with profound realms were moved, as if they could see countless lights in Chen Yi's sword sweeping towards him, colliding violently with the circular air wall formed by Zhao Hanyu's body technique and sword moves in the air, with stars and ripples endlessly.

Everyone thought in their hearts that Xie Wuji's sword moves are unparalleled in offensives, and they are extremely domineering, and they deserve to be the number one sword in the world!

But......

Zhao Hanyu's defense is dense and indestructible. He... how big is he?! How many defensive sword techniques can he use?! Can he really block this sword?!

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After a moment, Chen Yi's sword power was exhausted, and his sword intent was obviously declining, and he was about to come to an end.

Zhao Hanyu's body had also slowed down, his body slowly fell from mid-air, and the short sword no longer made a quick move.

With a little leaning, Chen Yi's sword move has reached its end, as if the setting sun has fallen below the horizon. Yuhuang Mountain ushered in twilight, the sunshine has disappeared, and all the sword intent has finally been exhausted.

Zhao Hanyu had already landed on the ground, and his rotation had stopped. Finally, he brought out a breeze, dispersing the last few remaining sword intents of the opponent, and his defense disappeared invisibly.

He really blocked the sword!

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Chen Yi stood there, still maintaining the posture of moving his sword forward. His face was pale, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and his face was full of confusion.

Zhao Hanyu's situation on the other side was not much better, and it was even worse than him.

Although this sword did not move its true energy, the consumption of spiritual consciousness and souls between the two sides was not weaker than the real battle. Chen Yi was fine, and Zhao Hanyu failed to enter the country. This consumption was a great test for him, especially longevity and endurance.

He gasped and his mind was a little dizzy. He knew that it was because of excessive consumption of soul and some reasons that only he knew were some weakness now, so he calmed down and slowly adjusted his breathing to return to the original state.

Chen Yi's sword really put him in endless pressure.

The opponent's cultivation is still shallow, and it is already so terrible to use this sword, which forced him to fully display what he learned, supplemented by magical and unpredictable footwork, and took the opponent's sword with nearly a thousand defensive sword moves. He thought if Xie Wuji was here in person, how magnificent would this move be played under his sword?

No one in the hall expected that even if they did not move their true energy, the two of them could fight to this extent. In time, when the two of them had improved their cultivation, what level of combat power would they reach? Thinking about it makes people intimidate.

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On the hosting stage, several bishops and two princes nodded secretly.

They did not think Chen Yi was defeated, nor did they think Zhao Hanyu had won. In their eyes, this was just a mutual attack and defense between the two sides. Chen Yi failed to break Zhao Hanyu's defense. Although the latter blocked the opponent's sword move, he failed to take the opportunity to gain the advantage, so the battle was not over.

When Murong's servant and Qiu Hong saw that Zhao Hanyu finally took the sword, their expressions had calmed down, and then they felt a little expectation.

Xinyan and Ximen Guang no longer covered their faces, smiled and felt infinite confidence in their hearts.

The monks in the Sumeru Academy had a lot of warnings. The woman in Yuzhai, who was wearing a white gauze, showed an appreciation in her eyes, and the students in the central courtyards of the Beijing Academy had a stronger look of ashamed.

As one of the parties involved in the battle, Chen Yi was still confused at this time.

He thought that his strongest sword was taken down by the opponent, and what sword technique should he use to fight him now?

Su Yang, Wang Yun and Nangong Cheng's faces were all ugly. Although they had not passed this sword, they knew the horror of this sword. Now they were successfully cracked by Zhao Hanyu. Although they were very embarrassed, he was indeed amazing!

Seeing the little junior brother Chen Yi's lonely expression, Su Yang knew that his confidence had begun to gradually collapse.

However, this is a battle between the two sides, and it is an opportunity for the senior brother to win back the face of his master. The fifth junior brother Nangong Cheng took action, but the old shame has not yet disappeared, and new humiliation has been added. How can this battle be lost?!

So he stepped forward and shouted, "Junior brother, it is related to the prestige of the master, and you should not give up easily."

Chen Yi couldn't help but be stunned. He looked back at Su Yang and saw the anxiety and expectation on the other person's face.

He couldn't help but think of the years in the mountains, the care of the masters, elders and the senior brothers, the importance of the uncle of the master, the hardships of practicing, and the hardships of practicing swords...

A voice sounded in his heart: You are a disciple of the Yuhuang Sword Sect who is famous all over the world, one of the seven swords of Yuhuang. You cannot be decadent or escape. You must fight with all your might. Even if you are defeated in the end, Yuhuang's disciple will finally stand up and stand up and lose. This will not damage the reputation of the master.

Thinking of this, a bright color flashed across his eyes, and fighting spirit ignited again in his heart.

He looked at Zhao Hanyu and said with a question: "Senior Brother Zhao, let's continue?"

Previously, Zhao Hanyu tried his best to take the other party's shocking sword. Now after he adjusted his breath slightly, his soul recovered slightly, and his confidence was even more intense. He was full of passion in his heart. He wanted to continue fighting with the other party in order to verify more sword moves and sword techniques. He heard Chen Yi say to continue, and then he was excited, then walked back to his original position, and smiled and said, "Okay, come again!"

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Everyone held their breath and looked quietly at the two people who were about to restart the battle curtain, with their own expectations.

Chen Yi pondered for a moment, then his expression became solemn, and a ray of light flashed across the sword, turning into a geese and returning to Zhurong. He still fought with the Yuhuang sword technique he was best at.

Zhao Hanyu's footsteps changed, his figure approached quickly, and he waved his sword and swung his face towards Chen Yi!

"Huh? This is a messy cloak? There is something wrong with the angle of the move?"

"Well, the tip of the sword was raised two inches upwards, but it was even harder to defend."

Chen Yi saw this sword that was tricky and ruthless, and he actually felt unpredictable. A sharp look flashed in his eyes. He opened and closed the sword and slashed across the board. The sword move was extremely sharp, which was the most powerful move in this set of sword techniques - Yuhuang Eighteen Plates!

Zhao Hanyu returned to his sword and drew his cloak, and his body shook and nearly 1 meter. His sword technique turned into the Wuji Xuanguang Sword, with seven killing moves in a row, facing Chen Yi's powerful sword move.

After the two of them had a strong attack on the side, Zhao Hanyu's sword path changed again, and he used eleven swords in succession, with the sword intent being ethereal and unspeakable.

At this time, someone in the field shouted: "Liuyun Sword Art?! Isn't that the unique skill of the Murong family?!"

When everyone in the hall heard the scream, they were all stunned, then turned their heads together and looked at the master and servant Murong.

Murong Qianfan looked at him several moves and looked at Lao Ke beside him, both of them looking a little ugly.

Murong Qianfan thought to himself: It is obviously my sword technique, how can you make it better than me? Then what should I do?!

Lao Ke thought to himself: Young Master, just by judging from the attainments of this set of sword techniques, he is probably more qualified to be the young master of the Murong family...

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Chen Yi still used the Yuhuang sword technique, guarding his own doors very closely with every move and without any leakage.

Zhao Hanyu declared his swords for dozens of consecutive times without success. He took a few steps back and then stood still. He was not discouraged because he still had reservations.

Chen Yi stood there quietly with his sword. He knew that his opponent's ability was beyond this level. He was secretly alert and waited for it.

Zhao Hanyu thought for a moment, then looked up at the other party, calculated the angle and distance, and took a deep breath.

At this moment, Chen Yi suddenly felt a danger. He hurriedly swung his sword and slashed in front of him in an attempt to cut off the aura.

But he was slow.

Just as he was alert, Zhao Hanyu had already moved!

This movement was as fast as a rabbit and as fast as a meteor!

Zhao Hanyu's hand holding the sword was extremely stable, and the casting of the short sword was even more stable, and it was extremely sharp!

Seeing the sword he took, someone screamed: "Is this the sword technique of Kunlun Sect?!"

"Chimang Kill?!"

"My God! Why does he know all kinds of sword skills?!"

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Zhao Hanyu's sword came very suddenly. The sword move was originally a killer move. The sword intent was rapid and fierce. He would be saved by taking the enemy directly.

As a sword move of Kunlun Sect, this move must have been recognized by Yuhuang disciples who were once affiliated with Kunlun Sect. What Zhao Hanyu wants is Chen Yi to know this move.

He has deduced what sword moves Chen Yi would use to resist. For this reason, he prepared 31 series of offensives in advance for the next step, and cooperated with the mysterious step to achieve the goal of defeating the enemy in one fell swoop!

Of course, there may be accidents during this period, but this accident still does not leave his deduction scope...

Chen Yi knew that he was one step slower, but he was an outstanding young genius of his age after all. Seeing that his sword had not cut off the opponent's sword force, the sword intent had arrived, but he was not confused at all. He used the life-saving sword moves in Yuhuang's sword technique to offset the opponent's sharp sword step by step.

This kind of response is rare and has won him many cheers from students.

Zhao Hanyu mourned the opponent's moves, and when the move he deduced appeared in his heart, a trace of splendor flashed in his eyes. Before Chiyang Killing Lao was about to turn the sword again, thirty-one violent killing moves splashed out, covering Chen Yi firmly in this dark sword net!

Everyone was moved after seeing a few moves and exclaimed endlessly.

"Is this the Soul-Devouring Sword?!"

"No! I changed to the Blaoyue Sword!"

"Ah! The Evil-Breaking Sword?!"

"There is also the Crazy Dragon Kill!"

"This, is this the Haotian Sword?"

"Damn! How many more swords does he know?!"
Chapter completed!