After Mu Fan took out the sword, he didn't stop, the sword kept attacking, the enemy's blood kept splashing, killing people, especially killing the enemy, which made him feel very happy for a long time.

The reaction of the Xuanmen Liuzhou Branch was a little slow, perhaps because they had not encountered an enemy attack for too long, and they were a little careless in their hearts.

The people who surrounded Mu Fan at the beginning were killed, and the masters in the Liuzhou branch did not come out.

Mu Fan shook the sword body, removed the blood on the sword body, ignored the corpse on the ground, and steadily advanced towards the main gate of the Xuanmen.

A few people rushed out of the main gate, and they were shocked when they saw their own people lying on the ground, as well as Mu Fan who rushed over with a sword-

Someone dared to break into the Xuanmen branch single-handedly, it was a big joke in the world, and there was no such thing as seeking death.

The guards wield flying swords, clubs, and charms...... Rush towards Mu Fan.

Mu Fan's body stopped suddenly, the Three Kings Sword and the Chengqian Sword were suspended in the air, and he said in his heart: "Kill!"

The twin swords flew out, at full speed and with all their might.

The blood flashed, and the guards' heads rolled off, and before they could hit the ground, others rushed out of the branch.

With a wave of his hands, the blood on the corpse's body evaporated, and then condensed into a clean liquid. The sun wheel seal formed on his hand, and several water shadows formed in an instant.

Mizukage bent down and picked up the flying sword on the ground, and went toe-to-toe with the man who rushed out of the Genmon branch.

More masters poured out of the Xuanmen, including twelve Ethereal Realm cultivators.

Inside the green snake robe, Da Qingtian said: "The strongest one in the late stage of the Ethereal Realm, they are not your opponents. ”

Mu Fan nodded slightly, and said in his heart: "Dispatching this lineup can indeed be regarded as worthy of me." ”

There are at least some monks in the Xuanmen Branch, and they don't come out because they don't think they can use a slaughtering knife to kill chickens.

To them, Mufan is a chicken, and they are sharp knives for slaughtering cattle.

It's a pity that Mu Fan is not an ordinary chicken, at least he is also the overlord of chickens.

The Ethereal Realm masters didn't strike at the same time, they seemed to be maintaining their integrity and the demeanor of a master.

A middle-aged man took the lead in making a move, clenching his hands into fists, about the middle stage of the Ethereal Realm. Judging by his posture, he should be a body refining cultivator. The fist wind wrapped the fierce Zhenyuan, plus his sturdy body, and smashed towards Mu Fan together.

Mu Fan's hands were together, and the water shadow condensed into a ten-zhang long guillotine. The guillotine appeared in just the right position, which was the path of the middle-aged man's punch.

The man hurriedly retracted his fist, his body sank, and his center of gravity was stabilized. Suddenly, his chest lit up, and a water sword pierced through his chest.

"How so, I...... I...... Did I kill myself?"

Mu Fan's hand slammed, the guillotine dispersed, and the water sword became larger, splitting the middle-aged man into two. Although there has been a breakthrough in strength, and there is more and more divine power that can be used, it is still quite difficult to control the water to kill the mid-stage cultivator of the Ethereal Realm.

When others saw this scene, they no longer dared to despise it. What kind of master demeanor, to bully more is the right way. If it weren't for the fact that they thought that the middle-aged man would be able to kill Mu Fan, they wouldn't have stood still and rushed up earlier.

Mu Fan let go of his control over the Three Kings Sword and the Chengqian Sword, and concentrated on dealing with the monks of the Ethereal Realm.

Among the twelve Ethereal Realm cultivators, there was a master of the imperial sword, who was relatively old, with white hair, a beard hanging down to his chest, and a white robe, which had a bit of the taste of fairy wind bones.

The old man snorted, and hundreds of flying swords appeared behind him, and the flying swords circled and were neatly arranged, resembling a huge fan.

From Mu Fan's point of view, it is like a peacock opening the screen. If he knew that the old man's trick would call the peacock to open the screen, I am afraid he would not be able to help laughing.

The way to deal with the old man is simple, but the strength of the old man is probably in the middle of the ethereal realm, it is easy to crack, but it is difficult to kill!

Mu Fan can also open the peacock screen, and the one is bigger than the old man, but he doesn't want to do this. Pretty is not the goal, killing is the goal.

The escape technique was launched, and he instantly moved behind the old man, condensed the water sword in his hand, and stabbed it diagonally upward, just enough to pass through the gap between the peacock and the screen.

The old man is not a vegetarian, when Mu Fan first started to act, he couldn't react immediately, but when Mu Fan took out his sword diagonally, he had already reacted.

The peacock screen tightened, and the water sword was temporarily clamped. That's right, it's temporarily clamped, the water is impermanent, and thinning and thinning is just a matter of Mu Fan's thoughts.

Mu Fan moved his thoughts, the water sword became thinner, and continued to stab upwards diagonally.

The others struck Mu Fan one after another, and a golden spell floated in, with billowing thunder and fire on it. Due to the bondage of the spell, the thunder fire did not spread, and the old Taoist priest who threw the spell only needed to recite the spell to release the thunder fire.

There was thunder and fire, and the others did not dare to come, but only dared to attack with weapons. For a while, the sword qi, the tip of the spear, and the sword light flashed.

"Boom!"

The spell burst, the thunder fire was released, and thick black smoke rose.

The old Taoist priest who detonated the thunder fire spell let out a breath and said with a smile: "Where did the little thief come from, I don't know the severity, grandma's, I wasted a thunder fire spell of the Taoist master." ”

The smoke had not yet cleared, and the smell inside was minimal.

Lao Dao smiled: "There is still one breath left, it is quite tenacious, just caught alive, ask who instructed it." ”

The person next to him said: "I'm afraid that the intruder is dead, and he is the old man Zuo." You shouldn't have detonated the thunder ...... so easily."

Before he finished speaking, hundreds of sword lights suddenly rushed out of the black smoke, and the sword beckoned towards the vital point.

The old Taoist thought it was the old swordsman's peacock who opened the screen, and exclaimed, "Do you want to kill us all?"

When he said this, he seemed to have forgotten where he had detonated the Thunder Fire Charm just now. At that time, the distance between Mu Fan and the old swordsman was very close, and if the thunder fire spell could blow up Mu Fan, it could blow up the old swordsman.

It was not the old swordsman who was in the smoke, but Mu Fan, who died the moment the thunder fire spell detonated and turned into a mass of charcoal.

It turned out that when the thunder fire spell exploded, Mu Fan used the power of the great blue sky to block the thunder fire's attack. The Thunder Fire Talisman is quite strong, powerful enough to injure the Ethereal Realm monks, as for ordinary Xuanji late-stage monks, after such an explosion, I'm afraid they won't even be able to find the ashes.

Water can conduct electricity, even if he hasn't learned it from Mingluo, he knows this truth.

The energy of the explosion of the thunder fire spell should not be wasted, and in line with the good habit of saving electricity, Mu Fan used water to channel the electricity in the thunder fire spell into the old swordsman's back.

It takes some effort to kill the old man with the water sword, and with the thunder fire spell, it saves a lot of effort.

After Mu Fan killed the old swordsman, he summoned a flying sword, imitating a peacock to open the screen, and attacked everyone outside the smoke.

I really don't blame them for underestimating the enemy, they just did what ordinary monks would do. After the thunder fire spell, what the ordinary monk has to do is to collect the corpse of the Xuanji Realm descendant.

However, they are ordinary people, Mu Fan is not!

The sword shadows in the sky were mixed with the Three Kings Sword and the Chengqian Sword, and after the sword light, five blood rays splashed. Four people were killed and one was wounded, and the injured person was none other than the old way of detonating the thunder and fire spell.

Mu Fan smiled: "There are a few fewer enemies, and there are six more people." ”

He walked out of the smoke, pinched his sword finger, aimed it at the old Taoist priest, and said, "Bang!"

The sword light shot out from his fingertips, and the old man had a little blood on his eyebrows, his head tilted, and he fell.