?After the initial shame and annoyed, Ma Sichen quickly adjusted his mentality and used the Muyu Sword to launch a fierce attack on Zhao Xifeng.

The essence of the Muyu Sword is a technique that uses the sword as a medium to deliver invisible sword energy outward. Since it is invisible sword energy, it is naturally colorless and formless. Zhao Xifeng can only barely judge the approximate direction by the direction of Ma Sichen's sword swing, and then escape from the point of the sword tip.

So everyone in the audience saw Ma Sichen waved his sword suddenly, and Zhao Xifeng dodged in a mess, moving and jumping. Every time he avoided the place, the wood chips on the ring floor exploded, or the edge shield was hit with layers of ripples.

Zhao Xifeng also tried to resist, but the specific form of the sword energy was too difficult to judge. Even if a blind cat hit a dead mouse once, he hit the sword energy with a fruit knife, and the fruit knife was immediately cut into two pieces. Soon, Zhao Xifeng's chest, back, left arm, and neck were all hung with colors. The wound on the side of the neck was about an inch deeper than that! He couldn't help but let the people watching the game in the audience sweat a cold sweat for him.

Ma Sichen, who had regained the initiative on the field, also used the sword to tease Zhao Xifeng, "It's good to hide, but with the true energy of the Mu Yu Sword, I can at least spend more than 300 more times. If you can avoid it all, then I will be unable to do anything to you."

After saying that, it was another sword.

Zhao Xifeng leaned back and dodged the sword when he was unable to send it. Then he laughed and scolded: "The warm-up is not over, you are about to shout that you are tired? Next, I will give you three thousand swords to you!"

Ma Sichen made a series of three swords, and another bloody mouth was cut on Zhao Xifeng's right leg, and he sneered: "Look at how long can you still be stubborn."

However, Zhao Xifeng himself knew that although the nine postures he practiced were originally used to nourish qi, the Yuan Ling flowed and grew as his body moved, and it was endless, but he could not resist the explosive use of life and death. Not to mention the three hundred swords, he might not be able to persist even a hundred swords. Moreover, the invisible sword energy is really difficult to prevent. Every time he avoids a sword, he consumes a lot of mind. If he doesn't pay attention, it will be the result of the corpse on the spot. Although Zhao Xifeng didn't think that when it was time to meet in life and death, Guo You, Master Qian and others would sit idly, but he had just experienced the taste of multiple blood holes on his body half a year ago. Naturally, he did not want to repeat the same mistakes at this time, so he had to think of other ways to win.

But Ma Sichen didn't want to give him any extra time to think about countermeasures. He shook his head and said with a smile: "I said from the beginning of today's school trial that I can't delay lunch break, or I won't continue playing with you."

Having said that, Ma Sichen threw the long sword in his hand into the air, and turned into seven swords! Now Zhao Xifeng is no longer facing a scattered sword energy of one or two points, but is killed by twenty or thirty sword energy at the same time!

"This is what Mu Yu Jian originally looked like. Have you ever seen it raining for only two or three o'clock?" Ma Sichen looked at four or five more bloody mouths on his body. Zhao Xifeng, who was fleeing in a panic, smiled and said, "How does Xiaoxiang Mu Yu feel?"

Zhao Xifeng, who had suddenly increased the pressure, simply gave up dodging, increased his speed to the extreme with a wolf-striking posture, and began to run around Ma Sichen!

The sudden acceleration caused most of the sword rain to fall behind him, but new injuries continued to appear on his body. Fortunately, after one sword turned into seven, the power of the sword energy was also reduced a lot, so the injuries only looked scary, but in fact, most of them were not deep into the flesh.

Everyone in the school below was worried when they saw Zhao Xifeng's bloody mouth was getting more and more. Han Xiao clenched his fist and cursed loudly: "Damn it, instead of being cut by a blunt knife like this, it's better to get a few sword energy and rush up and punch him!"

Han Xiao deliberately raised his voice to offer advice to Zhao Xifeng on the stage, but because Xie Puyan spoke in front just now, Guo You did not stop him.

After the flying sword left his hand, Ma Sichen, who had a scabbard left in his hand, held his arms and looked at Zhao Xifeng who was still running for death with a smile, saying, "Your friend will give you advice, should you try it?"

"No," Gu Qingyuan shook his head and said, "Not mentioning the difference in the realm of the two, the power of the true essence is not at the same level at all. Flying on the body can only hit the stone with an egg. Just say that the seven flying swords hovering in the air can nail Xifeng to the stage as long as one return to defense."

Han Xiao asked anxiously: "You can't beat it, you can't fight it, and you can't escape it. So Xifeng is not sure if you lose it? This is not a learning test, but a sword test. Losing may kill people!"

Gu Qingyuan frowned for a while and said slowly: "If Xi Feng had not left at the beginning, he had taught and learned several powerful close combat skills with Zhong in the town in the past two months. The method you said before would have a glimmer of hope. Now... I can't think of any solution."

Off the stage, Zhao Wu watched his son being cut on the body by one knife on the stage, like Ling Chi, feeling extremely sad, and silently clenched his fists to cheer him on.

"If this kid hadn't been to the mountains, he would have been lying down long ago." Zhen Xingqing narrowed his eyes and sighed: "I saw this set of martial arts in the capital last time. It has been more than ten years since then. Yu Zhen's ghost girl defeated Zhou Beichen, who was still unknown at that time, and Zhou Zhe's uncle. But just to understand this martial arts, this kid is no less than Princess Yongle at the time. Hey, it's such a big new year full of geniuses!"

After saying that, Zhen Xingqing began to pinch the magic tricks in his hand, and a flow of Yuanling that only his junior brother Jia Daoli could feel began to flow around.

"What are you doing?" Jia Xiaozi grabbed his senior brother.

"Help!" Zhen Xingqing was confident, "This kid is obviously related to that girl Yu Zhen. Could it be that he would be stabbed into a sieve in front of me?"

Jia Xiazi smiled angrily and said, "Senior Brother, this is a sword test. Life and death are based on fate. You have to abide by the rules. Besides, even if something goes wrong, it is not your turn to take action for so many masters on the stage."

"Master, how high can I be as high as mine?" Zhen Xingqing smiled slightly, "Rules? Your senior brother will never know what rules are in his life!"

However, just when Zhen Xingqing had time to intervene in secret, there was another change on the stage. Just as Zhao Xifeng surrounded Ma Sichen and went around the fifth circle, with countless blood on his body, he suddenly smiled at Ma Sichen, who was still alive, and no longer avoided the sword energy that was approaching him, but stomped his feet downward!

In the second exam, Chu Kun stepped like a mountain and stepped on a line of footprints that penetrated the wooden platform.

In the fourth exam, Li Xuan, Golden Winged Garuda, was raging in the air, and it made the stage full of holes.

Just now, Zhao Xifeng ran around Ma Sichen again, causing countless sword energy to shatter almost all the rings under his feet!

At this moment, the wooden platform that had already been shaking without any blessing was finally overwhelmed and collapsed! Zhao Xifeng and Ma Sichen both lost their center of gravity and fell downwards, and the invisible sword energy naturally hit the empty space!

During the two of them, Zhao Xifeng, who was prepared, rushed towards Ma Sichen, who was still shocked. The latter's sword was not in his hand, but he was not afraid. After all, his level of cultivation was higher than that, how could he be afraid of such close-knit fights that rely entirely on strength? So he used all his soul to meet him, and the two hugged each other in a group before landing.

However, when he just came into contact with Zhao Xifeng's body, Ma Sichen felt a little strange. The other party was not very powerful, but his hands and feet were locked in the most difficult place to exert force. Yuan Ling was strangely disobeyed the command, and the fingers on Zhao Xifeng's back were blocked from the contact with the spiritual spiritual platform. Now Ma Sichen was completely panicked.

After the sword test, Zhao Xifeng finally showed his real killer weapon, the eighth mimetic style, Bear Pump!
Chapter completed!