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Su Yun turned over to the stage and landed steadily in front of Baimu Jian.

Su Yun, who was wearing a black suit and wearing a black cloak, could not see her face clearly, formed a good contrast with her white hair, red eyes and a white curtain sword with clean face.

Both of them used swords, the difference was that the sword used by the White Curtain Sword was the red sword behind them, while Su Yun's sword was different every time.

He stretched out toward the sword box behind him again, took out a water-blue long sword, and held it tightly in his hand.

Bai Mu Jian narrowed his eyes and laughed: "Your sword box is so magical. There are many swords hidden in it. However, as a swordsman, you only need to recognize one sword and only believe in one sword. If you use so many swords, aren't you afraid of being unhappy?"

Su Yun shook his head: "Not afraid."

“Why?”

"Because I am their master, there is no way to be smooth, there is only whether I listen or not!"

Su Yun said calmly.

Every sword that can be used in the sword box is a sword that was conquered by him, and the sword is mainly him!

"Ha, the master of the sword? He was quite arrogant. Su Yun, don't think I am a simple idiot like Chu Shan, and don't treat me as a waste of your Bing Ding Group. I want to kill you, it's easy to defeat you, and it's even easier to beat you." Bai Mu Jian chuckled.

Su Yun didn't say anything.

"I advise you to use your unique skills later, so as not to lose the battle at once, as that would be too ugly." Bai Mu Jian said again.

Su Yun still said nothing.

Seeing Su Yun so calm, a trace of anger flashed through Bai Gu Jian's eyes.

At this time, Zhu Wen was already shouting.

"The competition is about to begin, please prepare for both players!"

The White Curtain Sword took off the red sword behind him, but did not draw the sword out of the sheath.

Su Yun held the water-blue sword, with the sword tip hanging down and standing straight.

The wind from afar blew his long hair and black robe constantly shaking, and the robe body rustled.

A hint of solemn murderous aura echoed around.

clang!!!!!!

At this moment, the melodious bell rang.

The competition begins!

The audience around him breathed tightly. Lu Zhanyuan, who was in the Ding team seat, looked in a hurry.

However, the Baimu Sword did not move and looked at Su Yun with a smile on his face.

But what is even more surprising is that Su Yun didn't move either!

The two stood on the ring, looking at each other.

The scene is so quiet!

Su Yun looked focused, with not many expressions on his pale face, but Bai Mujian kept smiling like a very playful smile.

It seems that Su Yun is not taken seriously at all.

Finally, the White Curtain Sword opened its mouth.

"Sometimes I admire you who are overestimating your abilities and dare to challenge those who are stronger than yourself. It takes a lot of courage. If it were me, I would definitely avoid fighting. But admiring it does not mean I like it. Now, let me defeat the courage in your heart, so that you can understand what fear means and what it means not to be provoked, child!"

Bai Mu Jian raised the blood-red sword in his hand, and the sword sheath was facing Su Yun. His body moved, and more than a dozen afterimages turned into and collided with them.

"Child?" Su Yun frowned slightly.

Looking at the White Mu Sword coming, he was not in a hurry to defend. Although the host Zhu Wenbao claimed that he had three thousand combat power when fighting, he actually had entered the five thousand mark, and his strength belonged to the ranks of the A group players. In terms of fighting alone, this White Mu Sword is definitely not an opponent.

It is easy to win this game, but relying on your own mysterious skills and magic weapons to win has lost its meaning. What we need to improve now is skills.

If you can understand the flaws of the opponent's moves and use the flaws to defeat the opponent, you can win the game and improve your combat power and cultivation, and this game will not be in vain.

The Baimu Sword had a strong momentum. I don’t know if he activated the mysterious skill or activated the magic weapon. These dozens of phantoms actually contained murderous intent, and any phantom had destructive power.

All things have virtual and real. Although there are many phantoms, one of them must be the entity. To understand the flaws, one must find the entity.

Su Yunsu raised his eyes and stared at more than a dozen phantoms that were coming.

Suddenly, he discovered a strange phenomenon.

Most of these dozen phantoms overlap. One phantom presses on another phantom, either sleeves or arms. But the only phantom on the far right is completely independent.

Must be an entity!

Su Yun tightened the water-blue sword, took more than ten steps back, distanced himself from the other party, and continued to observe.

He dared not keep staring at the entity, lest Baimujian know that he had learned about his moves and changed other methods.

More than a dozen phantoms approached, and more than a dozen blood-red scabbards pierced at Su Yun in one stroke, all over the front, back, left and right, like a wall covered with steel nails, making people unable to hide.

Seeing this, Su Yun turned his eyes and stared at the entity like a poisonous snake. Seeing this, he raised his hand to attack and killed him. The water-blue sword in his hand stabbed in his slant like lightning.

The sword body was pressed against the bombarded scabbard and stabbed straight.

No hesitation at all

The sword tip pointed straight to the heart!

"Um?"

Bai Gu Jian was stunned.

Su Yun had no defense and let these dozen scabbards hit him, and he continued to attack. From outsiders' perspective, this was an interchangeable move, but it was not.

Although the White Mir Sword and the Phantom launched more than a dozen attacks, the sword sheath was the sword sheath. Without Xuanjin, it would not be able to break the human body at all. However, Su Yun was not. Although he only used one sword, he took the heart of the White Mir Sword, which was the key!!

After the exchange, the White Curtain Sword will inevitably suffer.

Crash.

The phantom suddenly dissipated. The White Curtain Sword stopped its move!

He blocked his chest with his sword and blocked the pierced water-blue sword.

Su Yun took advantage of the situation and kicked Bai Mujian in the abdomen.

Bang!

Bai Mu Jian was hit in the abdomen and fell from the air.

He quickly stabilized his body, supported the ground with one hand to leverage the force, then turned over and landed steadily to avoid falling into a dog's body.

Although it didn't look very embarrassed, a clear footprint on the abdomen was extremely eye-catching.

“Hmm?”

Bai Mujian looked down at the footprints on his abdomen, and his smile gradually calmed down.

Many disappointed sighs sounded from the seats around them, and these sounds were like steel needles, piercing into the eardrum of the White Curtain Sword.

"It's better to draw a sword. Since you are a warrior, you must do your best."

Su Yun raised the long sword in his hand and said in a low voice.

"whispering sound!"

Bai Mu Jian's eyes gradually became colder: "It seems that you are a little interesting, good, good, you are the first person to meet me since the competition! It seems that I will take it seriously."

As the sound fell, Baimu Sword lifted the blood-red sword in his hand, held the scabbard in his hand, and drew the sword with both hands.

Buzz

Crisp sound of swords sounded.

Wow!

Many fans of the White Mir Sword stood up from their seats and stared at the White Mir Sword with fiery eyes.

Baimu Jian is very arrogant. Everyone has seen the previous competitions. Being his opponent is just a toy in his eyes. He has never been serious about it. When he gets tired of playing, it is when his opponent is carried down. In the previous contest, he never pulled out the sheath of the sword he was proud of, and he was attacking with the scabbard from beginning to end.

But now, the White Curtain Sword has drawn the sword.

No one knew how sharp and fast his sword was. But the moment the sword was unsheathed, the sharpness of the blood-red sword had spread, like a diffuse light, burning the skin of the audience around him.

"You will pay the price for your kick just now." Bai Mujian smiled slightly, full of murderous intent.

The sound fell, a sword rose, and the mysterious energy was stirred up like an attacking thunder, stabbing Su Yun.

Seeing this, Su Yun reversed the water-blue sword with one hand, urging out the aura of Ling Shen, stored it on the sword body, rolled it up, and used the flow of energy to ease the sharpness of the White Curtain Sword.

Two swords were intertwined, and there was a sword shadow between them, and the sound of jingling was constantly ringing.

slow!

The sword technique is very slow, although it is at least a hundred times faster than an ordinary swordsman, but it is not enough.

Su Yun’s thoughts.

When competing for speed, the White Mu Sword is not Su Yun's opponent, but he doesn't want to defeat the White Mu Sword so quickly. The White Mu Sword is much more famous than Chu Shan and is also a leader in Group B. Once he is easily defeated, he will be targeted, which is not conducive to the battle ahead.
To be continued...