1166 Cold Smoke Wins!

Everyone subconsciously looked at Mu Hanyan, but they had no sympathy or pity, so that Duan Heshan could make such a full shot, although he was defeated, how could they be qualified to sympathize or have mercy.

They were even a little envious, if they could fight Duan Heshan like this, it would be a great honor to lose as much as Mu Hanyan.

That's right, although Mu Hanyan hasn't made a move yet, but in everyone's opinion, he has already been defeated, so going all out, Duan Heshan, who is like a god of war, how can a Mu Hanyan who has just joined the academy for half a month be able to contend with.

Jiang Qiya's face showed a sneer: Sure enough, this is what she knows about Duan Heshan, his strength is not Zhuang Xingfeng at all, and even she herself has no confidence to compete with it, her father actually said that Duan Heshan is difficult to Mu Hanyan, this time, he still looked away after all.

Everyone held their breath and stared intently at the test bench.

Under the terrifying domineering sword might, time and space seemed to have fallen into stagnation.

The towering sword slashed towards Mu Hanyan, it seemed so slow, but the sword power made people's hearts tense even more, and they felt fear and awe from the depths of their hearts.

Mu Hanyan held the hilt of the sword in his hand and remained motionless.

The sword slashed down, getting closer and closer to him, and it seemed that the next moment, it would cut him into pieces and turn him into nothingness, but Mu Hanyan was still motionless.

"What's going on, is he scared stupid?"

"If it were you, I'd probably be scared silly. ”

"If it were me, I'm afraid I would have been so scared that I would have knelt down and admit defeat, and I wouldn't have been able to wait to be stupid. ”

In the audience, someone finally couldn't help but talk about it.

They didn't notice the excitement and excitement in Mu Hanyan's eyes.

At this time, Mu Hanyan, countless sword shadows intertwined in his mind, forming a series of exquisite and invisible sword styles, which were none other than the Starfall Eight Desolation Sword.

Although he felt a lot of sword intent from the Heavenly Sword Seven Killing Array, this Starfall Eight Desolation Sword was too profound, no matter how hard Mu Hanyan tried to comprehend, he only vaguely grasped some of the essence of the sword god and couldn't use it.

Until now, under the shroud of Duan Heshan's domineering sword might, endless pressure poured towards her like a tide, as if it wanted to crush her body and destroy her mind.

But it was also under the oppression of that sword power, but in his mind, a heavenly hum sounded, and countless sword shadows intertwined, and it became clear.

Duan Heshan's domineering sword was getting closer and closer, closer and closer, as if the next moment, he was going to cut her to pieces.

Duan Heshan's face was calm, and he didn't have the slightest idea of stopping.

Mu Hanyan knew that this was not because he had any hatred for himself, it was simply because of his respect for himself - the respect between swordsmen.

And she will never let Duan Heshan down!

Below, everyone was calm, so nervous that it was hard to breathe, and Mu Hanyan could even hear their heartbeats about to burst out.

Finally, when the towering sword was about to fall on the top of Mu Hanyan's head, the Hanxiao Sword finally made a move.

An unstoppable sword power also dispersed.

The cold sword light was so radiant and dazzling, like the first dawn that pierced the darkness in the morning, and like the first lightning that tore through the dark clouds when a storm came.

Under that sword light, Duan Heshan's figure standing on the top of the sky, like the god of war descending to earth, suddenly became smaller, and the sword power that was originally so overwhelming that people couldn't breathe also faded.

"Starfall, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan snorted.

On a sunny day, the blue sky is like a wash, but at this time, thousands of stars appeared, but with Mu Hanyan's soft drink, all the stars flew down like meteors, like the fall of the legendary gods.

"Boom!"

The solid test bench was broken and reduced to rubble.

The dust dissipated, and Duan Heshan's figure appeared on the edge of the test bench, kneeling on one knee, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

And Mu Hanyan still stood in place. The Hanxiao Sword has returned to its scabbard, as if it had never moved.

At this time, Mu Hanyan is like a god who flies down in the nine heavens, although that sword is not as domineering as Duan Heshan, nor as vicious as Jiang Qiyan, but it gives people a sense of righteousness and majesty, and people can't help but feel respect.

"I'm defeated. After a long time, Duan Heshan exhaled a turbid breath and said with difficulty.

Mu Hanyan didn't say a word, took out his long sword again, slowly raised it in front of him, raised the sword in one hand, and stroked his chest with the other, expressing his most sincere respect to Duan Heshan.

Duan Heshan also stood up and raised his sword to salute Mu Hanyan. Not long ago, everyone thought that Mu Hanyan had the opportunity to fight with him with all his might, even if he was defeated, it was still honorable despite defeat, and it was a great honor.

And now, Duan Heshan knows that it is his greatest honor to be able to give Mu Hanyan a go.

Looking at the two people who sympathized with each other, Jiang Qiyan's face turned blue, defeated, Duan Heshan was defeated.

The domineering sword of the sword just now was so imposing, so earth-shattering, even she had absolutely no confidence in winning this sword, and she couldn't even resist it at all.

But in the end, Duan Heshan was defeated. It turned out that his father was not wrong, Mu Hanyan was by no means that simple, even if Duan Heshan made a move, he still couldn't stop his progress.

Although she disguised herself since she was a child and disguised her talent with the image of a brutal lady, Jiang Qiya had never doubted her qualifications and strength, but at this moment, her confidence was unconsciously shaken, and she even felt a little powerless when she looked at the heroic Mu Hanyan on the stage.

In the audience, after being shocked, the others also looked at Jiang Qiya, and their eyes were a little joking.

Originally, they also thought that this time the challenge, Mu Hanyan would definitely lose, after all, Jiang Qiyan defeated Zhuang Xingfeng, and Mu Hanyan, let alone defeated Duan Heshan, it was impossible to pass the assessment from his hands.

But now, they know that they are wrong, Jiang Qiyan used a full five swords to defeat Zhuang Xingfeng, while Mu Hanyan only used one sword to defeat Duan Heshan, the key is that Duan Heshan's strength is fundamentally turbid Zhuang Xingfeng, I don't know how much stronger he is.

Who is strong and who is weak, do you need to say more?

Jiang Qiyan actually dared to challenge Mu Hanyan in this way, in their opinion, it was a complete joke.

"Let's go. Paying attention to the mocking gazes of the surrounding crowd, Jiang Qiya still had the face to continue to stay and observe the assessment, said coldly, and walked out with the two young swordsmen who were like the class.

In shame, she didn't notice the strange looks in the eyes of the two young swordsmen.

At the same time as Jiang Qiyan left, the martial arts arena finally broke out into a thunderous cheer.

(I see that everyone remembers what I said very clearly, this month Hanyan will not recover my daughter's body, and I will eat the keyboard live.) I'm still a little square in my heart, but in order not to eat the keyboard, I'll try to explode and write this out. So, dear guys, are the monthly passes ready to smash me?)