Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 447

As soon as the stone hammer in Helianzhen's hand appeared, there was an uproar in the audience.

The stone hammer is engraved with ancient runes, and the breath is old and seems to be thousands of years old. The most terrifying thing is that there is a white spar in the center of the stone hammer. It is this spar that people exclaim.

It is the heart of hundreds of rivers that can only be found in the deep sea in the extreme north, and its attributes are extremely cold.

It's no wonder that the icy aura on Helianzhen's body is extremely pure. It turned out that the Heart of Hundred Rivers was refined and sealed on this gray-white stone hammer as a magic weapon of life!

The origin of the stone hammer is not simple, and the heart of Baichuan is even more precious. People did not expect that Helian really brought out such a treasure.

Presumably this heart of Baichuan must be given by the Helian family!

The moment He Lianzhen took out the stone hammer, he took a step forward, but did not shoot immediately.

He was extremely disdainful of Mu Wushuang in front of him, and at the same time hated her teeth. She must be lucky to win so many games in a row. In his eyes, swordsmanship is not worth mentioning at all!

He took out the heart of Baichuan, just to shock Mu Wushuang, it is best to be frightened and kneel to beg for mercy, so as to satisfy his unhappiness.

So his breath became violent, and the stone hammer in his hand was ready to go, but he was just making a gesture, wanting to see Mu Wushuang's face pale with fright.

Mu Wushuang saw what he was thinking, and the corners of his mouth raised, so he took a step back. When he saw Helianzhen's face just showing ridicule, the sword in Mu Wu's hands suddenly drew a very flat sword, and the speed was surprisingly slow, but It feels extremely mysterious, as if there is only this dull sword in the world.

Her white hair fluttered, the hem of her clothes moved without wind, and her eyes gradually became sharp from the previous dullness. With the drawing and falling of this dull sword, her breath also changed in vain.

A simple movement from top to bottom, but it seems that the space is still, it seems to be thousands of years old, but it is so amazing that not even a trace of spiritual power is activated.

Helian really showed a look of disdain and sneer, this sword was too plain, so plain that there was no danger at all!

But soon, he had to be cautious, because this sword was too bland, too bland and weird, and an abnormality was a demon!

"Mu Wushuang, pretend to be a ghost! Die!"

The stone hammer in Helianzhen's hand suddenly gathered a huge amount of power, and the next moment he smashed Mu Wushuang who was swinging his sword in front of him!

The people in the audience watching this scene also showed puzzled expressions. They were all practitioners, and they could all see the peculiarity of this sword.

Unless it is a mortal, no cultivator can wield such a sword that does not bring any spiritual power, and there is no sword intent at all, but how can a mortal make the trajectory of this sword so frighteningly slow!

What is Mu Wushuang doing?

Right at this moment, the not-so-excellent sword fell, but as early as one breath, Helian really smashed the gray-white stone hammer, and the violent aura was about to fall on Mu Wushuang in the center of the square.

Unexpectedly, just as the violent ice-cold breath slammed down, the space of the route that the sword had drawn collapsed suddenly, from top to bottom, but collapsed at an astonishingly fast rate!

People only heard a loud bang, an abrupt sword intent collided with the power on the stone hammer, the space shook again, and the stone hammer was full of icy slag falling, and a foggy mist.

The fog dissipated quickly, like the collision of these two forces, everyone in the auditorium quickly widened their eyes and looked, but when they saw that it was Mu Wushuang holding the sword and standing in the original position, he did not move, and his expression returned to indifference.

But He Lianzhen had already been forced back a few steps, his face was ashen, and the stone hammer in his hand actually fell off a corner and fell to the wind.

"What a strange swordsmanship! It's not easy to make this simple sword powerful without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations!"

Many people whispered.

"This sword technique is really unheard of, a little weird!"

"This sword is so amazing!"

"Helian is really such a powerful hammer, and even I can feel the aura of destroying the world, but it was resolved by Mu Wushuang so plainly!"

"Why is Mu Wushuang so powerful!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but the game on the field did not stop.

Helian really suffered a loss, shouting loudly, the stone hammer in his hand was even colder, the spiritual energy in the air was frozen, and the bean-sized ice beads kept falling, frantically urging the surging power in the body.

His eyes glared angrily, and the heart of the hundred rivers in the stone hammer began to separate and fell on his palm!

In an instant, countless deep blue waters surged from the heart of Baichuan, condensing into a huge wave of hundreds of feet in the sky, roaring and roaring like a giant dragon roaring.

The sea water instantly annihilated Mu Wushuang, and almost at the same time, Long Moshen suddenly set up a barrier to separate the huge square, so that outsiders would not be affected.

Everyone was about to avoid it, but when they saw that there was an enchantment blocking the danger, they couldn't help being stunned.

Helianyuan, Long Xingyang and the others all looked at Long Moshen in unison, and their brows furrowed.

Long Moshen's action was unfathomable, and they couldn't even figure out what kind of cultivation Long Moshen was.

Many people said that he only had the cultivation of the Spiritual Venerable Realm, but Helian Yuan suddenly felt that it was not necessarily.

Long Xingyang clenched his fist, and after the pilgrimage, he said, "Mother, Long Moshen seems to have entered the fairyland."

Jiang Liyun stood up, how is this possible! How could Long Moshen enter the fairyland!

Hasn't he been poisoned for many years, and his cultivation has regressed?

"Don't panic, he may have got a lot of opportunities, but his cultivation level must not be as high as yours. Even if he is a fairyland, you must step on him under your feet and let your father see your strength!"

Jiang Liyun said in a deep voice.

Everyone has their own thoughts, and at this time in the square, the situation has also reversed!

The terrifying waves suddenly stopped, and in the blink of an eye, it formed ice cubes, with vast power and extreme cold, like a glacier, towering like an iceberg.

Mu Wushuang has disappeared, apparently sealed in the iceberg!

Such a shocking scene amazes countless people.

This is the Heart of Baichuan, not an ordinary iceberg. It is sealed on the iceberg, and Mu Wushuang is very difficult to break out of the ice, unless the master who refines the Heart of Baichuan stops.

In this way, the overall situation has been set, and Helian is sure to win!

Mu Wushuang had won so many games in a row, but in the end he was defeated by Helianzhen.

He Lianzhen showed a disdainful smile on his face at this time. He deliberately shouted towards the glacier: "If you kneel down and beg for mercy and become my uncle's concubine, this uncle will spare your life!"

He didn't really want to spare Mu Wushuang's life, but she had killed too many members of the Helian family. He was deliberately humiliating her!

First humiliate her severely, and then kill her to vent her anger!

Oh, Mu Wushuang, nothing more than that!