As for why the Seventh Young Master died, it was because Mu Han used the realm, the realm of gods! Mu Han directly killed the Seventh Young Master in the realm in an instant, and it just so happened that at that time, the black figure also happened to face the strongest blow of Mu Hanhua Qingwu and the two, so the black figure didn't find out that Mu Han used the realm of the gods at all, because Mu Han opened and closed in the blink of an eye, and even Hua Qingwu was no exception. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Therefore, at this time, Mu Han is several times more uncomfortable than Hua Qingwu. A figure like thunder and lightning danced directly towards Mu Hanhua, and the black figure directly burst out with the strength of the eighty-fifth level Daohe! Because he knew that only by taking down the heads of these two people could he calm the thunderous anger of the old man, and in the end, it was no longer up to him whether he lived or died.

Mu Hanhua danced lightly, and the two felt that their bodies were frozen all of a sudden, and the mountain-like suppression made it difficult to breathe. The two knew that if they were still hiding at this time, they would definitely die at that time.

"The King's Sorrow!" Hua Qingwu raised eyebrows, and a small ancient sword loomed, and then the ancient sword in his hand emitted a silver-gray light, and then a sword slashed towards the black figure! If this sword is paired with the realm, the power will definitely increase by a few points, but unfortunately, the level suppression of the black figure makes Hua Qingwu unable to open the realm!

"Ah!!h The purple light behind Mu Han shone, and the half-human, half-demon face was full of evil energy! The crescent moon leaves that flip at the top of your hand give off white and red swirling airflow! "Spiral two! Kill with both hands! ”

The black figure that had already shot out had to stop, but when he wanted to dodge, the space suddenly changed, "This is!" The black figure found himself in a gray place, and he felt the aura of this place—the realm of the gods! This is the realm of the gods! The black figure never thought that this young man had an innate divine realm! "Not good!" The black figure suddenly thought of something!

"Poof!" Mu Han spurted out a mouthful of blood! Hua Qingwu saw the black figure motionless, and knew that Mu Han must have used some forbidden technique to consume his body, and when Mu Han spurted blood, it really confirmed Hua Qingwu's conjecture, but Mu Han did not use the forbidden technique, but the realm of the gods!

Hua Qingwu can think of the forbidden art, and it is not easy to prove her identity, Hua Qingwu didn't think of the realm of the gods because she didn't think about it at all. Another point is that the gap between the levels of the two sides is too large, and under this high-level suppression, the realm cannot be opened at all, just like she just wanted to open. It's a pity that Hua Qingwu doesn't know that the realm of the gods is not affected in any way!

Mu Han only felt a huge pain in his head, and his eyelids were about to close due to tiredness and sleepiness, but Mu Han still opened them slowly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, because he successfully delayed for a second, so that the black figure had to take the strongest blow that he and Hua Qingwu had teamed up so far!

The black figure was able to break free from the realm of the gods in time because he had felt such an aura on that person, but it was too late, Mu Hanhua Qingwu The blow of the two was already in front of him!

"Boom!" At the last moment, the black figure sacrificed a spiritual weapon!

The crescent moon and red leaves have flown back to Mu Han's side, and Hua Qingwu is also beside Mu Han at some point. The black figure was lying not far away, the blood stained the white stone, and the fragments of the spiritual weapon beside him had dimmed, just when Mu Hanhua thought that even if the black figure was not dead, it would definitely not be able to move, the black figure moved, only to see him slowly stand up, the speed of the unrecognizable face had recovered, and the bloodstained, boneless and fleshless body gradually changed back to the thin body.

In a few moments, the black figure had fully recovered, but its aura was much weaker than before.

"Arrest you back, the death of the Seventh Young Master is enough to make up for it!" The black figure said hoarsely. "While I have been recovering for a while, you have not escaped, and I admire your intelligence."

"They don't have to run away." A white figure slowly floated down in front of Mu Han from the air, holding a wine gourd in his hand and drinking while saying.

"Who are you?" The black figure snapped. "Why should a dying person ask for someone's name?" Wind Willow said leisurely. "Humph!" There was a disdainful sound from the black voice. "You don't believe me?" The Willow Road of the Wind. "Hahaha! Do you know who I am? The black figure said.

"Do you think that if you are from the Yang family, I won't dare to kill you?" Wind Willow said slowly. "Who the hell are you?" The black figure said a little alarmed.

"It doesn't matter who he is, what matters is whether you get out alive or not!" A deep sound rang out over everyone.

"King Qin!" The black figure exclaimed. "The Yang family is so bold, even a minion dares to come to me to spread wild!" King Qin said sharply. "The Yang family has seven young people to play, and passing through this place is definitely not offended." The black figure bowed.

"Then why don't you come out and meet him soon, and wait for me to invite him out?" King Qin said slightly angrily.

"I killed him." Mu Han smiled bitterly.

After Mu Han finished speaking, the black figure stared at Mu Han viciously. King Qin was stunned, eldest brother, the family is the Yang family in the imperial capital, how can you say kill it? But King Qin didn't blame Mu Han in the slightest. "Oh, people like him, kill and kill." King Qin said.

Seeing that King Qin not only did not blame in the slightest, but also protected him, the black figure knew that it was impossible to bring this little ghost back by the hand of King Qin.

"Since King Qin is like this, then I have nothing to say, but if the Yang family investigates it, I will tell the truth!" The black figure said. "You threaten me?" King Qin smiled. "Don't dare!" The black figure said. "Really?" King Qin smiled and said. "Originally, I wanted to spare your dog's life, but unfortunately you didn't cherish it."

The black figure was not speaking, because King Qin had disappeared into the air.

"Giggles!" The willow wine of the wind does not leave his body, and his throat is constantly moistened by the wine. The black figure suddenly moved, but instead of attacking, he fled! A strong man who is in harmony wants to escape, and indeed few people can stop it. The Wind Willow didn't move, he was still drinking.

Seeing that the old man did not chase after the black figure, the heart he was carrying was also put down. That's it, the black man sarcastically said. "Huh?" A huge fireball appeared in front of the black figure out of thin air, only to see the black figure instantly turn into fire!