The blood-colored Gang Qi condensed around the body, almost condensing into substance.

Mo Tian's voice was low, and the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger, "So what if it's a magic weapon?" A single sword will turn the tide of battle again?"

"Today, you will surely die!"

When the words fell, he could no longer suppress the monstrous hatred in his heart, and the hatred turned into killing, as soon as he stepped on the sea, his body rose violently, and his hands turned into two blood soul demons, rushing towards Muyang.

Compared to the almost supernatural blow he had performed before, it was even more surpassing, and this blow, Mo Tian almost tried his best.

He couldn't wait to kill this master Mu without even leaving a trace of scum to avenge Xu Yixin's revenge.

But he is not stupid and knows the difference in strength between the two.

After fighting until now, I can't help but admit that this Mu Master, even if his strength is in Hongmen, except for Hong Zun and the cold-faced scholar, no one can compete with him, even if he is Gao Fei, he may not be able to defeat this double cultivation master.

After all, Goofy is too young.

The blood souls roared, and in the end, the two blood souls almost turned into six meters in size, like a heavily armored car, crushing towards Muyang.

Li Zhuang knew that the strength of this Mu Master was very strong.

For fear that something would happen to Motian, he stepped on his feet, and his figure also burst out.

Subsequently, several layers of huge waves shook on the surface of the sea.

Only Baosheng was still immersed in that intoxicating dream, as if nothing in this world could defeat the little blood on the dagger.

In the face of Demon Tian's attack, Mu Yang's face did not have a trace of joy, anger and sorrow.

He held the Taichu Sword, his body bowed slightly, and at first glance, his posture was a little weird.

But no one could laugh at the people present, they already knew that this sword-wielding man had so many means, and they couldn't say that this was another magic trick?

Even Xue Tianyang was like this at this moment, looking at Mu Yang's strange posture, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

In the crowd, there was only one junior, muttering, "This posture looks like the person who kills chickens in the vegetable market, it's just someone's kitchen knife, and a sword he is holding, right?"

When the two blood souls approached, Mu Yang's figure suddenly moved.

There was a trace of ripples in his eyes that were as indifferent as autumn water, and then the whole eye was like a starry sky, and in the dark eyes, the sharp edge that fell was reflected.

Laugh at!

The blade of the sword slashed straight at the forehead of the blood soul, and the sound of a knife easily cutting through the paper sounded.

In the next moment, the blood soul was cut in half, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. Another sword swept through.

Laugh at!

At this point, the two blood souls were annihilated, turned into blood-colored qi, and collapsed one after another.

Mo Tian looked at the scene in front of him, and his face was even more shocked, why did he strike with all his might, but it was like a piece of paper? Master Mu used a sword, but between the casts, it was like a knife?

However, before Mo Tian could think about it, a childish figure appeared beside him.

Mu Yang's arm was raised slightly, looking at Mo Tian's miserable old face as white as paper covered with shock, the sword blade was like a man, floating down, grazing over Mo Tian's neck.

Until the vitality was gone, Mo Tian didn't understand why he was so easily cut in half like a piece of shredded paper with a divine blow.

Why exactly?

Motian opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

There was a streak of blood on his neck, and his head fell uncontrollably.

Blood gushed and scattered into the seawater, instantly dyeing the already choppy sea water a shade of red.

Even Li Zhuang, who shot at the storm, was stunned, looking at the headless corpse that fell into the sea weakly.

"Mo Tian died like this? Mo Tian, who has the strongest survivability, was wiped on the neck with a knife like this?"

"How is it possible, killing gods and demons, and dying like this?"

"How did he do it? Just kill the Demon Heaven in an instant with a single sword?"

Everyone couldn't believe it, and there was no way to accept this sudden fact.

Only grandmasters above Gao Fei, Li Zhuang, and Xue Tianyang can see a clue at all.

"How could it be? How could he instantly discover the weak point of Motian's supernatural blow!" Gao Fei stood on the reef and muttered in a low voice, Motian was instantly killed, which shocked him.

"The fight only happened in an instant, how could anyone find the weak point of the supernatural blow in an instant?" Li Zhuang couldn't believe the facts in front of him, and roared angrily.

Even Xue Tianyang, who was standing on the reef in the distance, was also untenable at the moment.

"At the moment of the fight, even I couldn't see the flaw in the magic power of the Demon Heaven, even I could only break it with force, but he could. ”

And in the previous battle, the supernatural power of the three grandmasters of Hongmen was the same, not only did it not consume too much of his strength, but also made himself a little powerless. ”

"What's more, he actually realized ...... at such a young age"

Xue Tianyang didn't dare to think about the last two words, just looked at the sword-wielding figure standing indifferently on the sea in the distance.

That's sword intent!

What does the sword intent represent? In a huge China, how many beings have sword intent? Looking at the entire north and south of the great river, everyone who has sword intent is the realm of a great grandmaster. Even the youngest of them, the one whose reputation shocked China, the Northern Madness Sword Huang Jikang, had also entered the realm of the Great Grandmaster a few months ago.

How old is the boy on the sea in the distance?

Only seventeen?

Double cultivation innate great master?

Now it's a kendo master who comprehends sword intent?

In addition to Xue Tianyang's shock, Li Zhuang had already raised his knife.

"Bear Fury!"

A roar resounded through the sky, and the knife in his hand had been shattered by Mu Yang before, but it was replaced by a large knife condensed by red qi.

It's a condensation again!

The crimson sword broke the sea in half, and even the sea water did not pour in.

Mo Tian has been killed in an instant with a sword, and Li Zhuang knows very well that he may not be Mu Yang's opponent, but this is no longer important.

Because, he is the grandmaster of the Hongmen! He can die in battle, but he can't retreat!

Where the knife passed, the sea water retreated, and the blade was exposed.

Mu Yang's indifferent eyes were as calm as Ruoqiu, staring at the fleeting Dao Gang in front of him, and the sword light flashed.

Jian Feng was invincible, and he met Dao Gang impressively, but in an instant, Dao Gang was split in two, revealing Li Zhuang's shocked expression.

He seemed to finally understand why Motian couldn't even resist a sword.

Condensation, a blow of supernatural power, in the eyes of the other party, it is so lightly broken.

Is it really that easy to find flaws?

Mu Yang held his sword and walked forward slowly, and at this moment, behind him, two daggers flashing with cold light suddenly appeared.

It's Baosheng!

"The curtain is coming!"

Bao Sheng's eyes flashed red, and he roared madly.

The darkness fell again, the temperature around them dropped by a few degrees, and a pair of sparkling red eyes flashed in the dark night.

That's Bao Sheng, a madman who has completely fallen into a state of madness!

At this moment, in his eyes and heart, there is only Mu Yang alone.

Blood! Heart! Strength! Kill!

Mu Yang smiled indifferently and turned around slowly, the transfer was extremely elegant, like a gentleman.

With a flick of his wrist, he slapped out a palm, and in an instant, the Taichu Sword turned into a black glow, shooting directly at the center of the pair of eyes that shone red.

Laugh at!

In an instant, the two cold rays naturally fell, and the eyes that shone red gradually dimmed, and even after this sword, the entire black curtain suddenly shattered, turning into a shattered shadow in the sky.

At this moment, Bao Sheng's body was finally revealed, and a seven-foot long sword pierced through the center of his eyebrows, leaving a clearly visible hole.

Although his vitality was rapidly disappearing, his figure did not stagnate, and he still rushed towards Mu Yang.

The remaining obsession made him die and taste Muyang's blood again.

Mu Yang frowned slightly, and then shook his head slightly, and with a move of his palm, the Taichu Sword instantly flew back upside down.

Swish!

The primordial sword flew back, turning into a sword shadow and slashing at Baosheng's neck.

Blood was like a spring, Baosheng's face was left with a trace of regret, and his head fell straight into the sea, until he died, he still did not really taste the delicious food of this world.

The Taichu Sword flew back into his hand, and Mu Yang's face turned slightly pale. Even him, killing Baosheng with the strength of a great grandmaster with two swords is a bit too expensive.

Edgeworth's Flight?100 meters to kill the enemy?

On the beach, everyone was already shocked like a wood carving.

Edgeworth kills enemies? This is a fairy!

A flash of surprise flashed in Xue Tianyang's eyes, this young man's talent was probably even more demonic than that genius decades ago!

There must be no accidents with such people!

Decades ago, Huaxia lost one. Now, Huaxia can't afford to lose!

Li Zhuang's face was solemn, looking at the young figure with a smile on his face not far away, standing calmly.

He didn't dare to act rashly, because he knew that even if he used the Blood Demon Curse again and struck with all his strength again, it would be impossible to hurt the Master Mu in front of him.

Mu Yang held his sword, looked at Li Zhuang, and came slowly.

The water was already bright red, and it had attracted a school of sharks.

Mu Yang didn't care, just waved a few sword rays casually and rushed into the sea.

"Can you tell me how you did it?" Li Zhuang smiled bitterly, knowing that he was going to die, but he also wanted to die clearly.

Mu Yang was not in a hurry to make a move, and stroked the Taichu Sword in his hand with bursts of sword groans, and a trace of memory flashed in his mind.

In his previous life, when he first entered the fairy world, he was struggling to survive in the frontier of the fairy world, and there was only one swordsmanship by his side.

Although he only had this sword technique, he was already invincible in the same realm at that time.

There is only one sword in this swordsmanship, and one sword is used to kill chickens!

Just killing chickens, killing chickens for ten years, made him have an epiphany.

What kind of move is needed to kill chickens, it is nothing more than a knife or a sword.

Moreover, there is still a shortage of Heavenly Dao, and the Immortal Divine Passage Method is even more so.

Since then, there has been no chicken that he can't kill, and even if he cultivates and turns into a chicken essence, he can't escape the sword of killing chickens.

If this chicken is a human, it will kill with a sword.

If it is replaced by immortal magic powers, then it will break the magic power with one sword.

Even heaven and earth must be broken with a sword.

......

"There is still a shortage of heavenly powers, not to mention the magic skills, but it is just a sword to break it!" Mu Yang's words sounded faintly, as for how much Li Zhuang can have an epiphany, it is not something he can manage.

However, a glimmer of essence flashed in Mu Yang's eyes, and he continued to speak: "If I can let you live, or even give you a better cultivation method..."

Speaking of this, Mu Yang paused and said, "Are you willing to submit to me?"

Li Zhuang, who was still pondering Mu Yang's previous words, was slightly stunned after hearing Mu Yang's later words.

He hesitated for a long time, and then the internal force in his body burst out and turned into a red flame.

Li Zhuang, who was covered by the fire, grinned.

"If you can live, who doesn't want to live!"

"However, I have entered the Hongmen in this life, I am a Hongmen person in life, and I am a Hongmen ghost in death. ”

"If there is an afterlife, I will be a slave and a servant to you!"

When the words fell, the blood-red marks on Li Zhuang's hands rose again, and there were two blood-red marks, hanging in the center of his eyebrows.

Rumble!

His momentum skyrocketed in an instant, his momentum was like a rainbow, even surpassing Baosheng, but his face was getting older and older, and there were more wrinkles on his skin.

Mu Yang showed a faint smile on his face, the spiritual energy in his body surged, and the blood qi surged, turning into a dark red torrent condensed in the palm of his hand, pouring into the Taichu Sword, and the sword light emitted an unprecedented brilliant edge.

If Li Zhuang really agreed, perhaps, it would not be Li Zhuang of Hongmen Yanxiong.

If he agreed, he wouldn't have valued Li Zhuang either.

"In this battle, it doesn't matter if you die!"

Li Zhuang roared, his whole body was burning, and in an instant, it turned into a two-meter-long Guan knife, and above the knife, the gang fire was at its peak, and it came straight towards Muyang.

When the wind calmed down, a trace of blood appeared in Li Zhuang's throat.

Mu Yang's body shook slightly, feeling the two seas of spiritual blood in his body that were almost dry, and he stood indifferently.

......

Since his rebirth, he has been Emperor Wu Muyang, on the sea of Tai City, and the three innate grandmasters of Hongmen.

At this point, the name of Master Mu has begun to show its ferocity.