The last minute is destined to be extremely nervous!

"No, it's only your doomsday. I admit that your mental power is very strong and it can indeed pose a fatal threat to me, but my more than 150-year sword-making career in Musashi Wanli also has unexpected means."

After saying that, Musashi Manli suddenly closed his eyes, bit his tongue, and spit out blood on the sword, and the bright red blood flowed down the slender and bright sword body.

Surprised, except surprise.

Chen Feiyu was secretly shocked. Could it be that Musashi Wanli wanted to use some kind of stunning style?

However, no matter how surprised he was, the purple sword light had only one last minute left. Chen Feiyu didn't want to waste his time. He took the lead in exerting his mental power and attacked Musashi Wanli. He was shocked to find that he could not find Musashi Wanli's spiritual consciousness, just like he could not attack the spiritual consciousness of Tianming Onmyoji on Haining Island today.

"Could it be that Musashi Wanli can block his spiritual consciousness like the Onmyoji of Destiny?"

Chen Feiyu's heart sank, no longer had the mental attack. It was a huge difficulty to defeat Musashi Wanli in one minute with the purple sword light alone.

He no longer wasted his time, so he rushed towards Musashi for thousands of miles, and his fingers shone purple, illuminating the snow within a radius of twenty meters into purple.

Musashi Wanli laughed loudly, and while thrusting his sword, he started fighting fiercely with Chen Feiyu. Without the interference of Chen Feiyu's mental attack, even though he was at a disadvantage, Chen Feiyu could not do it at all if he wanted to rely on the purple sword light to kill him.

This battle again, the fierce and thrilling parts were even better than before. The two of them attacked and defended each other, and they moved quickly while fighting fiercely.

On the top of the mountain, only people above the "grandmaster" level have strong eyesight and can see the situation at the foot of the mountain. In the blink of an eye, Chen Feiyu and Musashi Wanli had already arrived halfway up the mountain and continued to fight toward the top of the mountain. At the same time, the sound of wind and thunder and weapons intersecting endlessly. Wherever they passed, they were full of sword shadows and snowflakes. From time to time, a deep pit was blown out on the snow, which looked shocking.

Everyone was secretly shocked. With such a fast speed and such strong force, these two people were really terrifying!

As he got closer and closer to the mountain, Chen Feiyu strangely discovered that the intensity of Musashi Wanli's attack had weakened. It was thought that because of the fierce battles and injuries, Musashi Wanli could not bear it.

However, the speed and angle of Musashi Wanli's sword were becoming more and more exquisite, just like the sword itself was fighting, not Musashi Wanli was fighting, and he used the most exquisite sword moves with the least strength and had reached the realm of returning to nature.

What’s even more terrifying is that Musashi Wanli closed his eyes all the way!

It is really unimaginable how Musashi Wanli closed his eyes while fighting fiercely with Chen Feiyu. From this we can see that the name of "Yangtze" Sword Saint is definitely worthy of its reputation!

Chen Feiyu felt more and more anxious because the remaining time was getting less and less.

"Your mental power is useless to me, are you very strange?" Musashi Wanli laughed at the sword and waved a sword shadow to block the purple sword light that Chen Feiyu attacked. Although he was shocked several steps away, his posture was bold and his style was infinite.

Chen Feiyu did not speak, and continued to attack with his sword. The purple sword light that stabbed suddenly turned into three sword shadows in the middle, attacking Musashi's three routes in the upper, middle and lower directions.

One qi transforms three clears!

Although Musashi Manri closed his eyes, he could not hide anything that happened in front of him. He slightly drew his toes on the snow, and his whole body flew back lightly. His body was as light as willow catkins, and his speed was faster than lightning.

Then, his wrist turned, stirring up a small sword light from the sword body, and stormed Chen Feiyu's chest through the gaps of three purple sword lights.
Chapter completed!