Zhang Tianhe holds the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, and his confidence immediately increases. With such a magical weapon in hand, Zhang Tianhe's strength will also increase a lot.

"That's right, this Weeping Blood Sword is the peerless magic weapon I found in the secret realm. It was left by an ancient immortal. Die, Muchen!" After saying that, Zhang Tianhe circulated his spiritual power and poured it into the Weeping Blood Sword.

, a burst of blood light immediately erupted from the hilt of the sword, and when the sword was swung out, a bloody crescent immediately shot out.

Seeing such an attack, Muchen did not dare to slack off at all. He was highly nervous and used all his strength to avoid the bloody crescent moon. The crescent moon hit the ring behind him, and the ring was cut open like tofu.

After taking a look at the arena, Muchen was also startled and broke into a cold sweat, and said: "This power is no less powerful than the Dragon Slaying Sword of my Mu family. It's not bad! The name of Weeping Blood Sword is also nice, I like it very much."

"Since you like it, then die under this sword." Zhang Tianhe held the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Muchen and swung the sword again.

Muchen did not retreat this time, but took out a broken sword to block the sword light, but the sword light was too powerful, Muchen could not block it at all, and was directly knocked away. Seeing Muchen, he actually used a broken sword to block the sword light.

Zhang Tianhe showed a hint of surprise at his own attack with the sword.

Blood flowed from the corner of Muchen's mouth, but his face showed no sadness. He still looked relaxed and said with a smile: "It's strange, why can this broken sword block your Weeping Blood Sword? You guessed it right, this broken sword is also like that

If the weapon found in the secret realm is in good condition and is a little higher than the Weeping Blood Sword in your hand, it will naturally be able to withstand the blows of the Weeping Blood Sword, but my strength is not as good as yours."

"Mu Chen, you are so brave. You have been hit by me so many times and you have been seriously injured. Do you think you can still beat me? As long as you let me go, I will never fight with Zhenshan Palace again.

Be an enemy! How about that.”

"It's not that good. I'm still far away from being seriously injured. If you can seriously injure me, I can consider letting you go."

Zhang Tianhe had no way out, so he could only pick up the long sword and continue to attack Muchen.

Muchen held up the broken sword and kept blocking. Relying on superhuman perception and body skills, he was able to fight Zhang Tianhe back and forth. Although the sword energy of the Weeping Blood Sword had already scratched Muchen's body black and blue, it was still

There was no way to stop the bellicose blood in Muchen's heart.

Every time he was injured, the wound could stop bleeding in an instant. Muchen raised the broken sword and continued to attack endlessly... Even though he knew he was defeated, he still held the weapon and kept swinging it. The blood in his heart was not affected by the encounter.

When faced with a strong enemy, the body will become more intense after cooling down. Such a battle can stimulate the body's potential and allow Muchen to move towards becoming stronger.

At this moment, Muchen's passion for fighting was truly ignited in his heart. He longed for a more intense battle, a more hearty battle.

Zhang Tianhe exerted all his strength and struck Muchen's broken sword with a sword. The powerful sword energy passed over the broken sword and instantly struck Muchen's arm, leaving a deep scar visible on the bone. The powerful impact of the force will also

Muchen's chest fracture was broken, and his body flew backwards, smashing into the stone wall of the arena, leaving a bloody trace.

When Qin Xue and Shangguan Susu saw Muchen like this, their hearts tightened, their palms clenched unconsciously, and their eyes were full of worry. Even Liu Hong and others standing in the stands were ready to

Preparations for rescue.

Muchen pushed away the gravel, his whole body was dripping with blood, a few drops of blood slowly slid down the corners of his eyes, his right hand was hanging down, it had been interrupted.

"Ah... a strong man in the Tianwu Realm is really powerful. He is indeed not someone I can fight with. My hand is broken..." Taking a deep breath, Muchen casually attached the arm to himself, and began to use his strength to heal the hand.

The sword marks on it.

Zhang Tianhe saw that Muchen was seriously injured, how could he miss such an opportunity? He immediately rushed in front of Muchen, wanting to cut off Muchen's entire arm with a sword and control Muchen.

When Zhang Tianhe slashed with his sword, the scene of his arm falling off and blood splattering was not as expected. Muchen just stood beside him unscathed, and his attack actually missed.

Muchen seized this opportunity, held the broken sword again, and slashed open Zhang Tianhe's protective spiritual power, leaving a wound on his abdomen.

Zhang Tianhe immediately retreated, his eyes full of confusion, how could his attack fail? Muchen didn't move at all, but he... took the initiative to attack.

The people standing aside and watching were also a little puzzled that Zhang Tianhe would deliberately miss the target.

Looking at the wound on his abdomen, Zhang Tianhe couldn't believe that he was actually injured by Muchen.

"A strong man in the Tianwu Realm is really powerful. He was unprepared and was slashed by my sword. He was only slightly injured. It's amazing!" Muchen's heartfelt praise was, in Zhang Tianhe's opinion, a naked mockery.

"Child, don't be arrogant, just die!" Zhang Tianhe gathered all his spiritual power and held the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand. The thunder light flashed and a huge bloody thunder coiled around the long sword.

"Thunder...fall!" With a loud shout, a thunderbolt as thick as a thigh shot out from the tip of the sword in an instant, turning everything it touched into fly ash, leaving a ferocious scar on the tough earth.

, Muchen also gradually turned into ashes under such a powerful attack.

Before Zhang Tianhe could be happy, after Muchen's phantom disappeared, an intact Muchen immediately appeared not far away, smiling and waving to Zhang Tianhe.

"What's wrong? City Lord Zhang, your attack missed again. What's your big grudge against this stone wall in the square? You actually blew it away! Could it be that... City Lord Zhang's previous life was dedicated to demolition?"

Hallucinations appeared in Zhang Tianhe's eyes again. Muchen's figure became very blurry, and his figure was like a dream, elusive. He quickly shook his head and woke up.

"You...you poisoned me! When...when did you do it?" Zhang Tianhe felt that his head became heavier, thinking that he had been poisoned.

"Poison... no, no, no, I have indeed done something to you, but the current situation is not caused by poison, but because your soul perception is interfered with, and the body instinctively resists, resulting in blurred vision.

After a while, the situation will get better, but of course, by then, you won’t be able to see clearly.”

As soon as Muchen finished speaking, Zhang Tianhe's vision returned and he said: "What is this? What kind of soul perception is disturbed? Boy, what are you talking about?"

After Muchen was a little confused, he suddenly realized and said: "Oh, by the way, in today's Tianwu Continent, illusion martial arts have been lost for a long time, and no one understands the relevant common sense. Anyway, I will give you one last piece of common sense."

"To explain it in a simple way, after someone performs a low-level illusion, your body will have a certain rejection reaction, such as a short-term vision disorder. Some illusion masters will not cause such discomfort to people, but I am very familiar with illusions.

I don’t understand it deeply yet, and besides, your soul strength is even higher than mine, so even if you have fallen under the illusion, you will still have a momentary discomfort reaction, do you understand?”

Zhang Tianhe was shocked: "Illusion! I... fell into your illusion. When?"

At this moment, in Zhang Tianhe's eyes, Muchen's figure began to become blurry again, thick fog filled the surroundings, and everything became illusory. This situation made Zhang Tianhe feel very bad.

An illusory voice came from the thick fog: "Illusion is a kind of martial arts that interferes with the opponent's perception by using soul power. In ancient times, such martial arts were very common. Some powerful illusionists could even use a

Your eyes control all your opponent's senses. Vision, taste, touch, smell, and hearing are all controlled by others, and your life and death are at the mercy of others."

"There are also many ways to perform illusions. There are direct use of soul power to attack the opponent's soul consciousness and make the opponent fall into an illusion. There are also methods of using musical instruments to confuse the opponent's perception through sound... etc. There are many ways."

"Mu Chen... come out... come out." Seeing the thick fog gradually filling the surroundings, Muchen's figure had completely disappeared. Zhang Tianhe kept shouting on the spot, trying to determine Muchen's position, and the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand did not stop.

He kept waving around.

In the thick fog, Muchen suddenly appeared behind Zhang Tianhe. The broken sword carried a powerful force. The sword penetrated Zhang Tianhe's body-protecting spiritual power, leaving a ferocious blood mark on his back.

"Ah..." Suddenly attacked by a sneak attack, Zhang Tianhe immediately swung his sword backwards. Unfortunately, the attack failed again, and Muchen's figure had long since disappeared.

At this moment, Zhang Tianhe was like a headless fly, attacking randomly.

"Why, when did you cast the illusion... I don't accept it..."

"Illusion is an extremely advanced technique for using the soul. Even those with incredible talents cannot truly master an illusion without several years of dedicated study. I have only been exposed to illusion for a very short time.

, performing illusions is also a bit unfamiliar, and it takes a long time to warm up."

"It's okay to tell you that the illusion martial arts I use is called "Five Operas". After the opponent falls into the illusion, he will gradually lose his five senses, first vision, then taste, then smell, until he completely loses all five senses. In the silent world

Inside, waiting for death alone. This illusion is very powerful, and the conditions for its activation are also somewhat harsh."

"If you want to make your opponent enter the illusion and lose their five senses, you need to constantly contact the opponent, use your soul power at close range to interfere with the opponent's perception, that is, close combat, and then guide the opponent step by step into your illusion. This process, generally

It is very long. If the opponent is alert in advance and sets up a soul force barrier, the effect of this illusion is not great. Speaking of it, it is a very useless illusion martial art. After all, it is very difficult for an illusionist to fight in close combat.

Ridiculous." Muchen doesn't have a high opinion of this illusion, but there's nothing he can do about it because Muchen's current soul power is not strong enough and he doesn't have many illusions that he can practice. He can only practice this low-level illusion. (
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