The sky is like a desert, a Daomen strange array is slowly running, everyone in the formation is surrounded and killed by Lu Yuankong, the battle is fierce for a while, and now, an uninvited guest re-enters the formation, and the target is Mu Yu.

"Ahem, cough ......" A cough came, waking up the people who were observing, Mu Yu turned around and looked, only to see a person dressed in purple, looking at himself with a little smile on his face, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and at the same time, the battle strings in his mind were also tense at this moment.

"Mu Yu, Daxi Jing'an Hou, one of the few young talents in Daxi, once hit Wen Luo, the chief disciple of the Lingtai Sect a year ago, so he was severely injured by the great elder of the Lingtai Sect, the martial bones were exhausted, and he faked his death to get out, and a year later, the former Jing'an Hou was assassinated, so he inherited the title as a member of the Hidden World Sect Beichen Xianshan, and the forces of Beichen Xianshan behind him are still full of suspicions." Fu Hanxiao whispered softly, his gaze not shifting for a moment.

"Ha, Fu Daxia is like this, what do you want to explain?" Mu Yu's palm was lightly raised, and the true yuan was running vigorously, and in the blink of an eye, it had become a state of preparation.

"Fu is not talented, he has no intention of being powerful, but he has a soft spot for martial arts in the world, and today he has the courage to try the mastery of Farewell Dust Immortal Mountain." The words fell, Fu Hanxiao started the battle sharply, attacked first, controlled the qi with qi, instantly turned into seven long snakes, meandered and spit letters, and killed Mu Yu directly, "Seven snakes spit letters!" ”

"If you want to try to learn, you, can you do that?!" I heard Mu Yu raise his voice, and he followed his sleeves and came out in a majestic manner, but he was really famous and learned Xuanzi's magic skills, and he greeted him.

But I saw a pair of seven powerful snakes in thousands of palms, which instantly detonated to the extreme conflict, and suddenly the wind howled for nine days and swept smoke and dust, and after the wrong body, I saw that the green color in Fu Hanxiao's palm became more and more prosperous, and under the agitation of Mu Yu's white robe, the sword blade came out instantly, and the second handover, the sound of fist and sword collision resounded in the middle of the circle, and the two sides fought endlessly, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

"What Hou Ye Mu has learned is really eye-opening, and Fu is also familiar with a lot of martial arts, but what Hou Ye has shown is all unheard of tricks, which makes Fu more and more curious about the origin of Beichen Immortal Mountain." Seeing that he was stalemate, Fu Hanxiao mentioned Zhenyuan again, wanting to force Mu Yu's strength, but seeing the evil man's prestige, he urged him frequently, and made all the tricks.

"Ha, curiosity kills cats, I advise Your Excellency not to be so curious." Mu Yu said lightly, seeing that the opponent's offensive was approaching, and between his backhand, the true yuan was infused, and the edge of the long sword became more and more vigorous.

When I used to watch dramas, I always watched Su really paddling, and I had a body of three teachings, and I rarely had time to sort out the things I got, but today, I have a rare opportunity, so why not use this person to sharpen what I have learned.

The mind is settled, Mu Yuwu converges the yin and yang flows, the sword melts the essence of a hundred schools, the offensive is unpredictable, and the moves are all life-threatening; Seeing this, Fu Hanxiao didn't dare to be careless in his heart, but when he saw that his actions were like snakes, his offensive was fierce, and he didn't have the slightest reservation between his shots.

And in the distance of the underground palace, the sound of battle is not endless, the earth of Yuehua Palace, the red crown is a wind song, the battle of two swords, and the sound of killing is shocking.

Dizixuan's demon atmosphere entered the body, the evil element condensed, and the Yuehua Palace's body was all transformed, turning into an inexplicable demon element, and the magic element was covered on the pitch-black ancient sword that was broken into two sections, and then, the ancient sword screamed, and then heard a ghost horn, and the pitch-black ancient sword suddenly turned into a demonic bone sword, and the demon element flowed, which was fascinating.

The red hair is long and fluttering, the two fingers are spread, the wind sword is in vain, the awe-inspiring sword power impacts the surroundings, the loess dissolves, the ground is split for three points, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, and the power cannot be blasphemed.

The first move, the red and black wind sword, the gray and white bone sword, with a sonorous sound, composed the first part of the immortal war song!

"Your sword, its soul is dead, as its master, you should also return with it!"

"Hahahaha, Sword Soul? With the blessing of the Holy Lord, the broken sword is reforged, my skill is even worse, and the sword edge is also far before the prosperity, today, you have to stop here! ”

Dizixuan Evil Yuan Yunhua Dao Sword, but seeing the dark green and dark evil, the illusory Taiji diagram exuding bursts of demonic energy flashed in mid-air, and then, the sword blade pointed to the sound of the terrible ghost crying and howling, the ancient sword in the past, now has become a place for the powerful ghost to live.

"You, you don't deserve this sword!" Hearing the sorrowful roar of the ancient sword, the killing intent of the wind song rises again, the wind sword is not vain, the sword is light, and the power is repeated, wanting to punish the person who insults the sword in front of him.

"Drink!" "Kill!" The two swords are handed over again, the battle of the swordsmen, in the symphony of blades, the wind sword has no tricks and no traces, but seeing the sword sweeping, Di Zixuan moved and turned around, and it was also turned from defense to attack, for a time, the blade was bright, reflecting the entire sky like a desert.

"The sword is not in vain!"

"Yuehua is drunk!"

I felt something, and the two of them made the same extreme move, one sword light flowed shadow, with the wind fast, the other was blazing with a demonic atmosphere, a hundred ghosts cried, and between the confrontation of extreme moves, the wind sword and the bone sword rose with a few points of killing intent, and for a while, the cold light was staggered, shaking Xuanhuang.

Seeing that the other party was difficult, Di Zixuan retreated, avoided the blade of the wind sword, leaped in the air, the evil yuan entered the sword, and then showed his extreme moves.

"Moonlight Instant Slash!"

Seeing this, the wind song was collected, and the sword flower turned.

"Race to the top!"

With one move, all the sword qi in the body was dispersed, and the red-haired swordsman responded with extreme moves.

"Three turns against the wind!"

Yufeng three turns, three swords in a row, Di Zixuan slashed in an instant, forced to die at a moment, Yufeng three turns the first sword, the return sword has been out, the two swords are attacked, blocking the fatal killing move, and then, the second sword of the wind three turns, and the sweeping sword follows.

Di Zixuan was shocked in his heart, raised his sword to block, and there was a bang, and the sound of humming spread all around, covering up a trace of bone cracking, and Di Zixuan took three steps back under the force.

"How is that possible?!"

Di Zixuan exclaimed in shock, but saw that the sword of the three turns, one sword is faster than the other, the final move of the three turns of the wind, the sword has arrived in front of him, Di Zixuan was stunned, even he didn't know how he moved, only to see the evil bone sword block again.

A sword roar, followed by a ghost sigh. The three swords of the wind sword are all slashed in the same place as the evil bone sword, under the three swords, the bones are cracked, and the sword is broken!

Yuehua Palace Dizun, Lu Yuankong's righteous son, was beheaded by a sword!

The head that fell from the yellow sand has a pair of unwilling eyes. He was adopted by Lu Yuankong at a young age, practiced martial arts and entered the evil path, only a teenager at the end of his life, for the kindness of his youth, he did not hesitate to kill his fellow disciples and kill people's lives.

The head fell to the ground, the wind bent to collect the yuan, the wind sword dissipated without vain, the desert wind blew, the red hair danced with the wind, the negative hand was facing the direction of the dungeon, no longer looking at the headless corpse, the figure strolling away, startled by the wind and dust, the deceased, there was no need to waste time.

In front of the dungeon, outside the Dao array, Yan Zhiyan was guarding outside, and suddenly people turned into light, and it was Mu Shaoai and Yuren Fei. She got up and killed, and the ghost wailed and flew in.

The feather man is not a deer and the sword is covered with the true element, this is the method he discovered after the battle that can disperse the soul body, as for the damage, I am afraid it is still very small.

Just when Yuren Feiqi and Yan Zhiyan were fighting, the pharmacist wanted to explore the underground palace, but the puppet soldiers were endless, and it was difficult to break through without killing.

Mu Shaoai's mind turned, and he gave up preventing the demon from breaking the seal, and turned to observe the inexplicable formation and rescue his comrades.

After observing for a long time, there are not many clues, and the feather people on the side are not happy to fight with Yan Zhiyan, one is out of the knife, but it is impossible to kill the ghost, and the other is sad and windy, but there is no way to help the enemy.

Mu Shaoai thought about it, and suddenly felt two breaths coming, it was Shen Yihan and Mo Bai.

As soon as the two arrived, Mo Bai looked at Yan Zhiyan of the ghost body, and a trace of disgust flashed in his heart.

Shen Yihan frowned and said, "Brother Mo, I see that ghost and demonic atmosphere are shrouded, not good people, these two people are afraid that they are the right way." ”

Mo Bai nodded and said, "Well, indeed, and you see, this seems to be the master's Nine Palace Heavenly Moon Array." ”

Shen Yihan looked at it fixedly and said, "Indeed, it may be that the father-in-law trapped the devil, and he used this array to fight more and less." ”

Mo Bai continued: "But that person seems to want to break the formation? ”

"Oh?"

The pharmacist listened for a while, then came over and said, "Do the two little friends recognize this formation?" Kindness? You are...... Mo Bai? ”