"No, you can't kill me, or the Holy Lord will never spare you. Wei Xiaotian said in a panic, he could also see that this guy in front of him was a little abnormal, and he said that he wanted to kill people would never stop talking.

"Hmph, what a boldness, even you dare to kill my Holy Court Saint!" At this moment, a cold snort sounded.

Zhao Sining only felt that his body sank, and he was shocked to take a few steps back.

Mu Hanyan turned his face at the same time, and he saw Ao Fangchen's arrogant old face.

Didn't you say that the Sword Saint who had cultivated his own sword path couldn't enter the Holy Soul Illusion Realm, how did this old man get in? Mu Hanyan had an ominous premonition in her heart, no matter how he entered the Holy Soul Illusion Realm, but one thing she was sure of was that Ao Fangchen was coming for herself!

"Originally, I was a little worried that it would be difficult for you to explain to the Holy Lord, but I didn't expect you to dare to conspire to poison my Holy Court saints, this time, if you are abolished, even the Holy Lord has nothing to say. Ao Fangchen said with a smile, sure enough, as Mu Hanyan thought, he came for Mu Hanyan.

"Elder Ao, help me. Although Wei Xiaotian had already taken the pill, his injuries could not heal for a while, and he only felt frightened when he looked at Yue Sining's cold long sword, and shouted at Ao Fangchen.

"Don't worry, as a fellow member of the Holy Court, how could I watch you die at the hands of outsiders, I will personally abolish a few of them, but how to explain it to the Holy Lord when the time comes, you should understand. A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Ao Fangchen's mouth.

"Understood, of course understood, as soon as I found this sword soul, Mu Hanyan and several people joined forces to sneak attack and seriously injured me, seeing that my life was hanging by a thread, Elder Ao had to hurt them with a heavy hand. Wei Xiaotian hurriedly said. He'd already said this once, so it was extraordinarily smooth, but he just added one person.

"Good, good!" Ao Fangchen exclaimed.

"Despicable!" Yue Fanchen couldn't help but scold.

"Is it despicable, Mu Hanyan seriously injured Yutang, and the means used are not just as despicable!" Ao Fangchen said with a look of resentment.

This old man is really arbitrary and arrogant, and to this day, he still doesn't think that Han Yutang is at fault, but thinks that Mu Hanyan's methods are despicable.

For this kind of person, Mu Hanyan didn't have any reason to talk about, he just clenched the long sword again, and at the same time stepped up his exercise to heal his injuries.

If she said that in the face of Wei Xiaotian before, she still had a choice, and she could give up if she really couldn't, then at this time, facing Ao Fangchen, she no longer had any choice, and she didn't want to be crippled by the other party, so she could only give it a go.

"If it weren't for Jian Wuchen and Ye Qifeng interfering last time, you thought you would be able to jump alive to this day, and you still want to do it with me, you can't help yourself!" Ao Fangchen saw Mu Hanyan's thoughts, but how could he put her strength in his eyes, and said contemptuously.

As soon as the words fell, he slapped his palm at Mu Hanyan.

Even if he hated Mu Hanyan in his heart, he was also not good at killing people in the Holy Soul Illusion Realm, so with this palm, he only used fifty percent of his strength. But even so, the power of the Dao Dao palm was still undulating like a wave, and the terrifying momentum was still overwhelming.

"Starfall, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan once again showed his strongest stunt.

It's a pity that this invincible sword, under Ao Fangchen's palm, fell like a stone into the sea, and failed to set off a little wave, and all the power in the sword was easily dissolved by Ao Fangchen's palm.

The gap, that's the gap!

Even Mu Hanyan's starfall and eight desolations were powerless, and the sword that Yue Fanchen finally gathered his strength to cut out was even more silent, and even just cut out a sword, he was swept up by the palm force and fell out.

It was also because Ao Fangchen's palm was aimed at Mu Hanyan, he was only slightly involved, otherwise it was estimated that he would not even have his life.

Only by feeling it will you know how terrible the other party is, and Mu Hanyan is like this. The last time she saw that Ao Fangchen was invincible to Jian Wuchen, and later she was injured under Ye Qifeng's sword, she also had a little illusion that Ao Fangchen was just like that, but when she personally faced Ao Fangchen, who only showed fifty percent of his strength, she knew that she was wrong.

It's not that Ao Fangchen is too weak, but that after the injury has healed, Jian Wuchen and Ye Qi Feng are too strong.

The spiritual power of the talisman artifact has been exhausted, and the sword has sunk into the sea, Mu Hanyan can only choose to dodge, but the sword just now exerted all his strength, and at this time, his feet were floating, and his dodging action was also half a beat slower.

Just when Mu Hanyan flashed half of her body, the palm momentum was already like a stormy wave, rolling towards her.

"Life and death are endless, hell!" beside him, Zhao Sining's cold cheer suddenly sounded.

A sword filled with black gas slashed heavily towards the wave-like palm, followed by a muffled thunderous roar.

With Zhao Sining's strength, it was naturally impossible to break Ao Fangchen's palm, but it made it change its direction a little.

But that's enough, relying on that slight difference, Mu Hanyan floated sideways and dodged the nimbalistic palm.

And Zhao Sining was also shocked by the terrifying anti-shock force and took a few steps back, opened his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Hanyan looked at Zhao Sining with mixed feelings.

"I didn't want to save you, just to protect myself, didn't I hear the old man say, I want to abolish all three of us. Feeling Mu Hanyan's complicated gaze, Zhao Sining explained.

Mu Hanyan suddenly realized, but his mood was more complicated.

It turns out that having a spirit disease is really so good, and this guy's brain is much better than before.

As he spoke, Zhao Sining's eyes were once again covered with red blood, and his tone was unusually calm, in the face of a strong man like Ao Fangchen, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but even a stronger battle intent surged up in his body.

It turned out that after becoming a delirious disease, he not only had a better brain, but also had much stronger courage than before, this courage, this fearlessness, even Mu Hanyan secretly admired.

"Originally, I wanted to solve you later, but since you are asking for your own hardship, then you can't complain about me. However, Ao Fangchen obviously didn't take him seriously, and said with a gloomy face.

The previous palm could have seriously injured Mu Hanyan, avenging Han Yutang's blood hatred, and at the same time, he was angry and resentful, but like Wei Xiaotian before, he was ruined by such an insignificant little character, and Ao Fangchen only felt that his face was dull, and he also had a little anger in his heart.

As soon as the words fell, Ao Fangchen's two palms pushed out flatly, and the majestic palm power surged out, surging and vast. In mid-air, two huge palm prints were condensed.

With anger in his heart, Ao Fangchen at this time used seventy percent of his combat power!