"It's actually Mu Hanyan's turn so soon. Just now Qiu Ping'an ended in a bleak manner. Even the entire Qiu family was pushed into desperation by a single sentence. I don't know if he can pass the assessment."

"I heard that Mu Hanyan's dude is a little dude, but his talent is good, otherwise he won't be called back to the capital by the clan."

"You have forgotten the previous rumors that Mu Hanyan's strength was piled up by his father, who is the lord of Black Rock City, for his own sake. He is of average talent. According to my opinion, he may not be able to pass the assessment. "

"I've also heard of this. It is said that this Mu Hanyan was judged to be a waste material when he was born, and his family was sent to Blackstone City. However, because of a blessing in disguise, his father was appointed as the lord of Blackstone City, and he was also Blackstone City Mu. The master of the division of the clan can be said to have his own words, Mu Hanyan wants the wind to get the wind but the rain to get the rain, and the cultivation resources are not inferior to the children of the Zong family, and this has gained some strength."

"So, looking at the previous situation, if you want to comprehend the sword's righteousness of the heart sword, you have to be tenacious. This kind of aristocratic child who grew up holding a honeypot, I am afraid it will be difficult to stick to the past."

Naturally, Mu Hanyan became the focus of the audience and attracted all kinds of discussions. But obviously, most people are not so optimistic about Mu Hanyan.

Mu Hanyan also vaguely heard the discussion in the crowd, but just smiled. She had listened too much to similar words and had long been accustomed to it. Her attention had long been focused on the Enlightenment Sword in front of her.

She was too far away and was afraid of being discovered by others, so she didn’t dare to probe with her spirit, and she didn’t see it too real. At this time, she took a closer look and found that the ten-handed giant sword was ancient and clumsy in style. Rough, but it gives people a sense of back to basics and solemnity.

The sword was full of scars everywhere, as if it had gone through numerous tragic fights. Mu Hanyan was a bit strange. This Enlightening Heart Sword was one foot long and nearly a foot wide. Who could use such a huge long sword to fight people?

"Dao Xinshi, how is this possible?" Just when Mu Hanyan was secretly weird, Ling Baobao heard a surprised to himself.

"What Dao Heart Stone?" Ling Hanyan asked in a low voice.

"It's not right, it's not a Taoist heart stone, it's far away, but it has the same effect." Ling Baobao looked at the Wu Xin sword in front of him intently, without noticing Mu Hanyan's words.

Mu Hanyan followed his gaze and found that there was a black stone bead inlaid on the hilt of the Wuxin Sword. The stone bead was only the size of a small thumb and covered with small cracks like spider silk. It was not strange. It was brilliant and inconspicuous, and this sword was so huge that Mu Hanyan would hardly find it if it weren't for Ling Baobao's gaze.

Is there anything weird about this stone bead? Mu Hanyan knew that Baby Ling's origin was by no means simple, so he also paid attention to the black stone stone beads.

However, the assessment had not yet begun, and there was obviously a barrier seal outside the Wu Xin Sword, so Mu Hanyan couldn't explore it either.

"You understand the rules, and you can start when you understand them." Although everyone was already clear about the rules, the instructor dutifully read the rules out and saw Mu Hanyan and others nod their heads, their arms light. With a light wave, a halo of Ruo Ruo Wu flashed across the ten Wuxin Sword.

"What a subtle technique, Longyan College is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" Mu Hanyan sighed secretly.

This instructor seemed to wave his hand casually, but with Mu Hanyan's current eyesight, it was not difficult to see that there were at least a dozen moves hidden between his wave, which was an extremely delicate seal breaking technique.

Mu Hanyan didn't sigh too much, because the next moment, the seal on the Sword of Enlightenment had been opened, and a majestic momentum invaded his mind unstoppably.

The drums of war were thundering, the horns whimpered, and in an instant, Mu Hanyan was on the ancient battlefield of thousands of horses.

The light of the sword was like snow, and the light of the sword was like electricity, and blood mist sprayed out. Although in the illusion, Mu Hanyan still seemed to smell the strong blood, and felt the tragedy.

With a scream, he stood beside him. Turning his head and looking around, Mu Hanyan saw a young swordsman with a childish face being pierced by a sword. Blood gurgled out along the long sword, and the young swordsman dragged the blade weakly, his desperate and helpless gaze gradually lost his spirit.

With a loud shout, the man on the opposite side withdrew his long sword, blood bursting into the sky, and falling on Mu Hanyan's cheeks, warm and moist, feeling that it was so real.

Just when Mu Hanyan lost her senses, the long sword had already slashed towards her. Mu Hanyan woke up suddenly, and instinctively drew the sword to block her.

"Choke!" There was a soft noise in my ears, and my wrists numb.

"Isn't it an illusion, how could you feel this way?" Mu Hanyan was surprised.

Before she could figure out what was going on, the long sword pulled out a sword flower, traversed a strange arc, and struck her sideways again.

What a quick response, what a subtle swordsmanship!

In terms of swordsmanship alone, even the Gui Nian clan covering the hands of Mu Hanyan and others may not be stronger than this illusion. In a hurry, Mu Hanyan couldn't think of a good way to crack this sword, so she could only take a step back.

"Hey!" Jianfeng swept across his shoulders, and a **** mist flew, spreading the pain of the heart.

"Obviously it's just an illusion, how could there be such pain!" Mu Hanyan was shocked, and suddenly reacted.

Although it was just an illusion, it would also directly hurt the spiritual mind. The young swordsmen who had been confused or vomited blood to the ground before had to leave the field early because of the trauma of the spiritual mind.

If she can't withstand the attack of the big man in front of her, she will also end up leaving the field early.

Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan didn't dare to be careless anymore, put aside all distracting thoughts, and fought together with the great man.

After doing it again, Mu Hanyan discovered that the realm of this big man's cultivation was exactly the same as her, there was no half difference, the only difference was the swordsmanship.

However, the difference in the swordsmanship was not small. After only a few moves, she was forced to stand on the right side by the big man, leaving a blood mark on her leg again.

Although it was just an illusion in his mind, Mu Hanyan still twitched with pain. This kind of pain directly derived from divine consciousness is much stronger than the pain from the body. No wonder so many people could not bear it before. Either mental breakdown, or vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

Gritting his teeth, Mu Hanyan raised his sword again and took the initiative to attack.

This time, Mu Hanyan learned to be clever and didn't use his own swordsmanship anymore. Instead, he used the swordsmanship he had learned from the man opposite. Gong Hongru asked them to comprehend the sword in the sword, which should be what it meant.