"Fuck, this guy actually knows such powerful music techniques?" The Zhentian Palace disciples who were watching the battle suddenly opened their mouths.
Yun Suyi was even more happy, turned to Yun Changkong and asked: "Dad, has Han Sen passed the test?"
"It should be considered so." Yun Changkong could see that Han Sen's words had a good artistic conception, but he was not good at it, so he didn't dare to be too sure.
"It's your turn." Lone Bamboo glanced at the seven words Han Sen had engraved. A strange look flashed in his eyes, but he returned to normal in an instant and said to Han Sen calmly.
Han Sen was secretly glad that he had learned the Six Paths Sword Technique from the Six Paths Emperor before, and he also learned the Sound Sword Technique from the Six Paths Emperor. Fortunately, he had this skill, otherwise he would really be in trouble here.
The artistic conception of the Liudao Emperor's Six Paths Sword Technique is as powerful as any swordsman in the Gene Universe. If he was born in the Gene Universe, he would definitely be a famous swordsman.
Thinking of the Six Paths Sword Art, Han Sen suddenly thought: "The Spirit Sword Path among the Six Paths Sword Art can trigger the enemy's negative emotions, causing the enemy to collapse and lose to his own negative emotions. Lone Bamboo has experienced countless tragedies. You can imagine the negative emotions in his heart. The stronger his negative emotions are, the greater the effect the Spiritual Sword Technique can have, and maybe you can defeat him with this."
Han Sen thought about it, looked at Lone Bamboo standing opposite, and said with a smile: "I have a sword, please taste it."
"Please." Lone Bamboo said calmly.
Han Sen circulated his breath. When he learned the six sword techniques, he mainly learned the way of the heart sword. The other five swords were just practiced casually. The imitation was pretty good, but not as serious as the way of the heart sword.
The index finger and middle finger of the right hand came together to form a sword, and one finger pointed at Lone Zhu's eyebrows.
Lone Bamboo naturally did not dodge, but looked at Han Sen's sword pointing calmly. However, as Han Sen's sword was getting closer and closer to his eyebrows, Lone Bamboo's expression changed unexpectedly.
The princes and nobles of Zhentian Palace who were watching the battle were a little surprised when they saw Gu Zhu's expression changed drastically, because they did not see the mystery of this sword at all, which was worthy of Gu Zhu's change of expression.
In the eyes of others, even those powerful men at the princely level, this sword is just a very ordinary sword, with no mysterious changes at all, and is no different from the most ordinary sword.
"What's going on? Is there anything different about that sword? Why didn't I see how powerful it was?"
"If you can tell, then you are Senior Brother Guzhu."
"It's not good. It can make Senior Brother Guzhu change his temper. That Han Sen is really difficult to deal with."
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In the blink of an eye, Han Sen's finger was on Lone Bamboo's eyebrows, then he gently moved his finger back and returned to the original standing position.
But Lone Bamboo's stern face was extremely distorted at this time, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if he was trying his best to control something.
But the aura on his body became more and more serious, and the terrifying aura emanated from his body, like an evil ghost and beast hiding in his body. Just a little bit of the aura that leaked out was already enough to make people feel happy.
"No, Han Sen's sword triggered Lone Zhu's inner demon!" Yun Changkong's expression changed.
"Dad, what's going on?" Yun Suyi and others looked at Yun Changkong in confusion.
Yun Changkong explained with a complex expression: "Lone Bamboo used his supreme perseverance and his own will to survive the eternal tragedies in the dream, but he just endured it and did not really let go. It was like when the flood came. , constantly raising the embankments and forcibly blocking the floods within the embankments. The floods were intercepted again and again, but the floods did not disappear because of this, they still existed. The more times he intercepted them, , the accumulated negative emotions become heavier, and you can imagine how terrifying the negative emotions accumulated over the ages are.”
"But the dream has ended for him, and he has indeed withstood the pressure. If there is no external interference, that method is feasible. But Han Sen's sword actually has the ability to induce negative emotions, which makes the savings Tens of thousands of negative emotions broke out in an instant. The psychological defense line built by Lone Bamboo collapsed. The negative emotions accumulated for tens of thousands of generations hit him, which was ten thousand times more terrifying than any previous life he had experienced. Even the will of a king-level powerhouse could not survive Under such a terrifying negative situation, I'm afraid he will also collapse, Guzhu..." Yun Changkong didn't say any more, but his face was full of worry.
Lone Bamboo in the field was panting like a wild beast, and all his veins were bulging out. The aura on his body was getting more and more out of control, like a devil about to break out of the cage. Many of the disciples of Zhentian Palace who were watching just looked at him. At one glance, I felt a wave of heart palpitations and fear.
"Roar!" Gu Zhu looked up to the sky and let out an angry roar. The breath in his body was no longer under control and rushed out crazily.
The entire martial arts gym was filled with unspeakable horror. Not to mention Han Sen in the martial arts gym, even the disciples of the Tianzhen Palace outside the forbidden barrier, who had slightly weaker willpower, felt a trace of Lone Bamboo's power. Breathing, tears couldn't stop flowing from his eyes, and he felt like his heart was filled with despair and he wished he could die immediately.
Some baron-level disciples could no longer control themselves and drew their swords to wipe their own necks. It seemed that the world was full of despair and sorrow, and there was nothing worth remembering anymore. They just wanted to die, which was a kind of relief.
"Alas!" A sigh came from the Cloud Palace, and a strange power enveloped the entire martial arts field, isolating the aura emitted by Lone Bamboo.
The Zhentian Palace disciples who had drawn their swords and killed themselves suddenly woke up. They were all shocked and frightened, and some of their pants were so frightened that they got wet.
In the martial arts gym, Lone Bamboo's eyes were fixed on Han Sen. The aura on his body became more and more terrifying, and his face became more and more ferocious.
Han Sen didn't expect Lone Bamboo's negative emotions to be much more terrifying than he imagined, and he couldn't help but regret it. If Lone Bamboo couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide, even if the strong men from Zhentian Palace could save him, A complete mental breakdown can be considered a waste.
Han Sen just wanted to win, but he didn't want to destroy Lone Bamboo.
It's just that it's too late to stop now. He has triggered Lone Zhu's negative emotions, but he can't suppress such negative emotions.
"Dad, what's going on now?" Even Yun Suchang couldn't help but ask this time.
Yun Changkong looked solemn and said slowly: "Han Sen's sword was too terrifying and completely triggered Lone Zhu's negative emotions. Now Lone Zhu has deep demons in his heart. There are only two possibilities now. One is to defeat the demons and restore himself. , the second possibility is to be deceived by inner demons and fall into a state of eternal destruction, either committing suicide or killing someone."
"Senior Brother Guzhu, can you stick to it?" Qian Yuhe asked.
"Difficult!" Yun Changkong said only one word.
