The sword qi is consumed, and the clouds are dissipated.

Among the twenty-three people, only one person is still standing, which is more due to his magic weapon is the treasure armor, which survives on this cloud of smoke, but the treasure armor has been almost broken, and there are sword marks on his body that penetrate deep into the flesh and blood, which is shocking.

And at this moment, Qin Hao's figure had already appeared behind the young man, his thin lips opened and closed, "Since you have chosen to be my enemy, then you must be ready to die!"

"Today, in the Xiban Mountains, there should be no more gray-robed people!"

The next moment, the sword in his hand fell, and a trace of blood appeared on the man's neck, and there was no trace of vitality in his body.

Qin Hao knew that the futon was running wildly, and looking at Yun Hong, who was stunned not far away, the three-foot long blade in his hand had already flashed a terrifying glow.

The majestic chaotic qi in his hand, the three-foot long sword in his hand, Qin Hao's sword blade was slightly raised, and he burst out.

In an instant, this monstrous sword light had already descended, and when it was still a foot away from Yun Hong's chest, that fierce sword aura had already torn through his clothes.

In the face of such a terrifying Qin Hao, how could Yun Hong not pay attention to it, almost in an instant, he had already urged all the strength around him, and the qi of the immortal source turned into a ball of light, like layers of light shields, shrouded in front of him.

Burst!

With a muffled sound, the three-foot long front was against the light shield, but in an instant, the light shield had already appeared cracks, and the long front was almost unstoppable.

Woooo

There were eight light shields, broken layer after layer, and the qi of the immortal source was like a gurgling stream and a river and sea under this chaotic qi.

This feeling made Yun Hong stunned for a while, how could he cultivate to make the immortal qi more condensed than the immortal source qi?

The qi of the immortal source is originally condensed from the qi of the immortals, and it is the smelting of the futon of immortal qi in the dantian into the immortal source, and it is no exaggeration to say that a drop of the immortal source is almost all the immortal qi of a monk in the late stage of the immortal martial realm.

And in his dantian, there are already nine drops of the immortal source, and if he goes further, he will be unified and enter the realm of the second turn of the divine source realm.

But now, a young man from the Immortal Martial Realm gave him the feeling that the immortal qi was actually several times more condensed than the immortal source qi.

"How is this possible!?"

The three-foot long blade pierced into his chest, and Yun Hong suffered a heavy blow in an instant.

It was just a blow from the immortal qi attached to the sword weapon, and it was already terrifying to such a degree, and only now did he realize the despair of those inner disciples.

It is no exaggeration to say that the more than 60 of them against the young man in front of them are like 60 eggs and stones, and there is no chance of winning at all!

The Nine Heavens Sword in Qin Hao's hand shook slightly, and a sword light suddenly rose from Yun Hong's body.

Yun Hong's face was bitter, this sword ray, he tried his best to resist the immortal source did not have the slightest effect, he could only watch the terrifying sword light wreak havoc in his body, destroying his meridians, bones, and five internal organs......

Until he died, he never understood that he had a strength comparable to the second turn of the Divine Source Realm, and he was still so vulnerable.

Qin Hao still looked indifferent, all the disciples of Moyun Palace present had been destroyed, but the three-foot Jiuxiao Sword in his hand was still flashing with a sharp edge, and the sword body was even more soft, and in less than a quarter of an hour, all the disciples of Moyun Palace in the falling water stream had been buried.

"This madman must not be provoked!"

"Slaughtering the disciples of Moyun Palace like this, isn't he afraid of retaliation from Moyun Palace?"

"If Moyun Palace wants to destroy the Qin family, how simple is it?"

At the edge of the falling stream, many of the children of the big clan who were watching were already pale, and the astonishing sword aura and murderous aura had shattered their hearts.

Even Harukawa has fallen into a state of stagnation.

"With such means, maybe you can really run amok!" her eyes flashed with a hint of relief, and her voice paused slightly, "If Mo Yungong provokes him again, I'm afraid it will really be a mortal enemy." ”

"If you can kill it, that's fine. ”

"But if you let him escape and grow up......"

Qingchuan didn't dare to think about it anymore, her eyes stared at the proud figure, but a trace of doubt appeared on her face.

Why did he still hold his sword and never leave?

On the ground, Qin Hao's eyes were closed, as if he was waiting for something.

Is the current power comparable to the Divine Source Realm, so what kind of capital is it if it is full firepower?

Qin Hao's heart shook slightly, nearly fifty soul spirit pills were refined, in addition to the growth of the soul, the most significant thing was the growth of the dantian futon, the two futons were already three feet complete, but there was still a feeling in his heart that he had not been perfected.

As someone said before, do you really want to become a taboo?

As early as after swallowing thirty soul spirit pills, the futon was already three zhang complete, but after that, it still endured the immortal qi of twenty soul spirit pills, but the futon was still three zhang.

He had asked Jiuji with that three-inch soul before, but Jiuji didn't know about this situation.

Between heaven and earth, he is the only one who cultivates the Nine Dao Techniques, and this exercise is extremely weird, and these can only be explored by himself.

With a slight movement in his mind, Qin Hao no longer thought about this.

His eyes slowly opened and closed, a touch of essence flashed in his eyes, his palm shook slightly, and the Nine Heavens Sword rose to the sky.

The sudden vibration shocked everyone at the edge of the falling stream, could it be that Qin Hao wanted to do something to them?

With the sword light, thirteen gray-robed figures galloped down from the top of the mountain.

"There are even thirteen disciples of Moyun Palace!"

"That's not right, that's Yun Song of Moyun Palace, the youngest disciple of the palace master of Moyun Palace!"

"Thirteen people are all in the Divine Source Realm!"

Looking at the thirteen figures on the top of the mountain, some people were dumbfounded.

They had already witnessed the miracle happening, but now it was thirteen Divine Source Realm who came together, and it was by no means comparable to those previous disciples of the Immortal Martial Realm.

In the Heavenly Emperor City, the cultivators of the Divine Source Realm were already considered to be good hands, and now, as soon as Mo Yun Palace appeared, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Divine Source Realm, so you can imagine what the background of the great sect is.

Everyone looked at Qin Hao's eyes, almost with a look of regret, but it was a pity that the arrogance of one party was about to be buried here today.

How could the Immortal Martial Realm be able to defeat so many Divine Source Realm disciples, not to mention Yun Song, who had outstanding talents.

"Megalomaniacal boy, we meet again!"

Yun Song's cold face did not change in the slightest, but the killing intent exuded from his body reminded everyone all the time.

Qin Hao didn't say a word, the three-foot long blade in his hand had already turned into sword light, and it rose to the sky.

With a single sword, he had already killed a Divine Source Realm disciple, and his gaze fell on the person who spoke up.

The long sword in Qin Hao's hand flashed with a sharp edge, and his eyes lit up slightly, "The waste of Moyun Palace, we meet again!"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, a sword light was presented, and the air was wiped out under this sword, and a trace of ripples suddenly formed.

Many onlookers looked up at each other in disbelief.

"He actually said that Yun Song is a waste?"

"In the face of Yun Song is still so arrogant, does he have any other means?"