Volume I_Chapter 469 One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws, Defeating Myron

No matter in the eyes of Li Jinlin, Yu Han, Shao Han, Wang Yigang, Ye Yucheng and others, Myron is an opponent worth challenging.

They all want to defeat Mai Lun, replace Mai Lun, and become the number one powerhouse of the young generation.

Unfortunately.

He hasn't competed with Mai Lun yet, but he was defeated by Chang Tian's men first.

Everyone couldn't catch the Chang Tian sword.

So that everyone is full of expectations for Myron.

I hope Myron can create a miracle and catch the sword of Changtian.

In their view, if Mai Lun dared to challenge Chang Tian, ​​he was sure of defeating Chang Tian and winning Chang Tian, ​​otherwise, how could there be such a big commotion.

However, Myron saw Chu Linguang's sword just now clearly but also confusedly. He only felt his eyes widened and his heart moved. The gaze he looked at Chu Linguang had changed from solemn to fearful, even inconceivable.

Chu Linguang's two swords just now.

Under his eyes.

He felt breakable and unbreakable.

But the arrow is on the string, today is his appointment to fight Chang Tian, ​​he has no way to retreat, even if he can't catch it, he has to compete with Chang Tian.

As a sword cultivator who has comprehended the prototype of the sword spirit, Myron is fearless and full of confidence.

Under the gaze of everyone.

He strode out.

Said: "Your swordsmanship is very peculiar, it seems that there is only one sword, but each sword is different.

It seems that he has practiced the way of swords to the extreme.

It's like opportunism, just using the power of the sword to win by surprise.

In short, you, I appreciate it very much, I have an appointment with you today, and I don't expect much. "

Myron recognized Changtian.

His words made Ji Qinglan look at Chu Linguang even more incredulously. Ji Furong was already going crazy, trying desperately to remember the sword that Chu Linguang pointed out earlier.

As for everyone holding their breath and watching all this intently, especially Zhou Yubo, Myron said before that after defeating Changtian, he would take Chu Linguang's head.

How strong he is is an unknown in Zhou Yubo's mind, so he can take advantage of this opportunity to get to know Myron well.

"It was you who asked me to come here. You have to bear the sword today whether it is strong or weak."

Chu Linguang said lightly.

"If you can defeat me, from now on, you will be the number one youth in ancient martial arts and will be admired by all people."

Myron said.

"Whether it's the first person or not, I'm not interested. In my eyes, everyone is the same. Whether it's a young strong man or an old strong man, they can't catch my sword. The same is true for you."

Chu Linguang said seriously.

His target is Dulong.

"Wow!"

Everyone was in an uproar, thinking that Chu Linguang's words were too domineering, even a little arrogant, but looking back on his journey, no matter whether he faced Li Jinlin or Yu Han, he won with a single sword, and he couldn't help feeling that what he said made people excited.

"Since my debut, no one has ever endured my sword spirit strike. Today I will practice with you."

Myron wasn't angry either.

He took out a light and light sword.

The sword was out of its sheath, and the tip of the sword pointed at the ground. For a moment, he was like a sword god, and a sword aura burst out from his whole body. Standing there, he was completely invincible.

In all directions, every plant and every tree was bearing his sword's edge. In the valley, countless fallen leaves of plants and trees were instantly shattered into pieces.

"Xiao Xiao Xiao!"

Accompanied by bursts of scalp-numbing sword chant.

this moment.

Myron's whole body seemed to be a very dangerous sword formation, the sword energy surged, and the sharp edge went straight to Xiaohan, unrivaled.

Everyone felt a shock in their hearts, as if locked by the endless terrifying sword edge, many people felt shuddering and quickly retreated.

"This... is the sword spirit, the power beyond the power of the sword."

Ye Yucheng exclaimed.

He is a master of swordsman, and he wanted to compete with Merun at first, but when he felt the terrifying aura in Merun's sword, especially the looming sword spirit, he suddenly looked defeated.

Know it clearly.

He couldn't block Chang Tian's sword, but he might not be able to block Merun's sword.

Shao Han and Wang Yigang on the side also widened their eyes.

Couldn't believe my eyes.

It's just that Mai Lun, who has just comprehended the prototype of the sword spirit, has such power and influence just after he shines the sword. If he strikes with a sword, he must definitely not be weaker than Chang Tian.

Even Li Jinlin and Yu Han couldn't help nodding their heads in admiration.

"Young master is mighty!"

"Young Master must win!"

...

Mai Peiyi led the masters of the Mai family and cheered and shouted from the sidelines. Seeing that Mai Lun had such power as soon as he lit his sword, their morale was greatly boosted and they were encouraged.

Even Ji Furong, who was anxious to recall the sword taught by Chu Linguang, was still looking at Merun at this moment, her eyes were full of amazement and bewilderment.

"You only need one sword to fight against the enemy, and I do the same!"

Myron frowned.

A pair of sharp eyes seemed to contain a storm of sword energy.

As the power of the prototype of the sword spirit became stronger and stronger, he had a faint feeling of being completely understood by him, and he couldn't help but increase his confidence. When he looked at Chu Linguang, there was no surprise or bewilderment, only a condescending gaze.

"It's so close!"

He shouted loudly.

With a movement of his body, the sword was raised, and the potential energy of the sky and the earth in Wangyue Valley seemed to be poured into his sword involuntarily, and the sword pierced straight to Chu Linguang.

At this moment, Myron's eyes were firm and he was confident, and he cut down with a sword with all his strength.

Even though Chang Tian has three heads and six arms, no matter how overbearing his sword moves are, he can't stop him without comprehending the sword spirit.

He, Myron, is the well-deserved No. 1 powerhouse of the ancient martial arts youth, unshakable.

However, Chu Linguang, who was shrouded in the storm of sword energy and engulfed by the potential energy of the sword spirit, had an expression of ancient well and no waves from the beginning to the end. Seeing the clouds rolling and the clouds relaxing, the flowers blooming and falling, he remained motionless like a mountain.

Wait until the sword's edge is within easy reach.

It was as if the power of this sword had reached its climax.

Chu Linguang drew his sword.

"Howling!"

The resonant and suffocating sound of the sword chant spread throughout the Moon-Watching Valley. With the sound of the sword chant, in the Moon-Watching Valley, the potential energy of the heavens and the earth surrounded by Meren, even in the edge of the sword, the looming sword spirit phantom .

They all seemed to have received the most fatal crit.

Disappeared in an instant.

As if all the power had been completely emptied, and as if it had been swallowed up in an instant, the oppressive feeling in Wangyue Valley dissipated in an instant.

People could only hear the sound of Chu Linguang drawing his sword out of its sheath.

In Myron's eyes.

At the critical moment of life and death, Chu Linguang suddenly drew his sword and struck out, shaking the world with his sword.

It was the deadly sword in Xiaoqian's sword art.

This sword breaks all spells.

With just a flash of sword light, the rudimentary form of the sword spirit he was most proud of dissipated into nothingness, and the great potential energy was completely wiped out. Before he could think about other thoughts, he felt a lightness on his right shoulder, blood spurted out, and the sword followed his right shoulder and arm. , fell to the ground together.