"Dragon-Hao-Heavenly ——!"

After three breaths, he heard Mu Shili let out a roaring roar.

"Oh no! the young master is furious!"

At this moment, even Mu Hongchen and the others felt a little trembling.

Seeing Mu Shili raise his hand, he shouted angrily: "The sword is coming!"

"Young master, take the sword!"

In the box, Mu Hongchen's voice came.

In the next second, he saw a tenth-order battle sword, flying towards Mu Shili like lightning. Mu Hongchen's battle sword, although it is slightly inferior to that of the Autumn Rain Sword Venerable, is also the top existence of the same level.

Mu Shili held the sword in his hand, glared at Long Haotian angrily and said: "Long Haotian, you cut off my teacher's sword, I want you to die today!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire decisive battle field was instantly shrouded in a terrifying sword might.

The thirteenth great sword is sixty-five times the speed of sound. The mere sound of the sword rubbing against the air was already on the verge of collapse. The guardian light curtain could block the sword qi, but it couldn't block the piercing sound waves. In just half a breath, many people were unconscious with blood flowing from their eardrums.

"He is worthy of being the young master of the Sword God Pavilion!"

At this moment, Duanmu Hong and the others were completely convinced. At the same time, he also felt a hint of happiness. If Duanmu Yue and Duanmu Zhuo are really allowed to fight against Mu Shili, then I am afraid that it only takes half a move, and the two Aiko will be stabbed into a beehive.

The face of the fourth elder at this moment also looked extremely solemn.

In Biansai, they had all seen Mu Feng's strength, so in their minds, Mu Shili was at most stronger than Mu Feng. But now they realized how wrong they were. Not to mention Mu Feng, even if Mu Hongchen, Mu Qinghan, and Mu Xueye joined forces to suppress the realm at the peak of the Flame Heaven Realm, it would never be possible to resist Mu Shili's sword might.

"It turns out that the young master usually ...... It's all our ......."

In the box, the faces of Mu Feng and the others became extremely ugly.

Dare Qing was usually in the Sword God Pavilion, and Mu Shili didn't use all his strength to compete with them at all. This made them all think that the gap between themselves and Mu Shili was not big. But when I saw it today, I realized that the gap between myself and Mu Shili was the gap between the earth and the sky.

"The young master is powerful...... But this Long Haotian is too terrifying!"

Mu Hongchen muttered to himself, and his palms were already soaked with sweat.

"Yes! In the face of the thirteen great achievements of the sword, he can not be in danger. I don't know what the hell is the origin of this man? I don't believe that he is just a person who came out of a small county!"

On the side, Mu Qinghan answered.

And at this moment, who was also shocked and speechless, there was Sikong Yu.

Just now, he completed a shocking reversal with a distraction from Mo Yan. Although this seemed a little faceless, everyone saw that it was Mo Yan's own distraction at that time, and it was not his intention. The battlefield is originally changing rapidly, and sometimes strong strength does not necessarily mean that you can have the last laugh. And you have the last laugh to laugh the wildest.

Sikong Yu originally thought that he could be the one who laughed wildly.

In particular, his father came forward to suppress Mo Yan's subordinates, which made him feel an indescribable sense of pride.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Long Haotian came out of nowhere and shook himself away.

Just as he was about to attack him, this guy actually cut Mu Shili's sword with his bare hands, and then forced Mu Shili to attack him with all his might. In less than three breaths, the aura that he had just spent hundreds of moves to condense was taken away by Long Haotian and Mu Shili in this way!

Gazing at the duel between these two, Sikong Yu realized how big the gap was between himself and the two.

"Long Haotian!" Sikong Yu gritted his teeth with hatred, "You let me make a fool of myself in public, I want you to pay!"

However, he also knew Mu Shili's temper and would never allow himself to intervene to help. Otherwise, if you don't get your own life, you will lose your life here first.

Suddenly, his eyes rolled into his mind.

I won't help Mu Shili, but I can interfere with you Long Haotian!

The two of you are now playing against each other, and you are in a balance of power. At the slightest deviation on either side, the balance of victory and defeat will immediately tip in favor of the other.

In normal times, it would be impossible to affect Long Haotian. But now, isn't there a great opportunity in front of us!

Thinking about it, Sikong Yu secretly took out a dead wood Fengchun Pill from the space treasure.

This pill is the most classic elixir refined by the Holy Star Tower. As the name suggests, even a dead wood can make you rejuvenate again. It has an extremely significant effect on the rapid recovery of true qi and true yuan for martial arts.

Even if the existence at the peak of the Demon Tribulation Realm has exhausted the true element in the body, it only takes three pills to completely recover. And for a Flame Heaven Realm level martial artist, one was enough to completely restore him.

Of course, the value of this elixir is extremely expensive, and it is often still priceless. However, Sikong Yu is the young owner of the Holy Star Building, and there is naturally no shortage around him.

The pill was in the stomach, and after only one week of operation, Sikong Yu's true qi recovered fifty percent. It was another two Sundays, and Sikong Yu's physical strength had fully recovered.

He took a deep breath, then copied the Demon Steel Whip and headed towards the Demon Yan.

He knew that what Long Haotian cared about was Mo Yan, and attacking him at this moment would definitely distract Long Haotian. And once he is distracted, he is very likely to die under Mu Shili's sword.

Moreover, originally he had wooed Mu Shili and asked him to join forces with him to deal with Mo Yan and Long Haotian. Now, it is logical for Mu Shili to deal with Long Haotian and Mo Yan by himself. Mu Shili blamed himself for Long Haotian's distraction, and it would not be as serious as his direct interference in the duel between him and Long Haotian.

"Mo Yan!" Sikong Yu shouted angrily, "You were really lucky just now, someone helped you." Now I'm going to see who else can save you!"

"Huh, not good!"

Although Long Haotian had thought of this situation, he didn't expect it to come so quickly. Obviously, he underestimated Sikong Yu a little.

Although he didn't have much of a good impression of Mo Yan, Luo Jiutian begged him so earnestly just now to save Mo Yan. So no matter what, at least protect the demon until you figure out what happened!

"Whoosh!"

But just when he was slightly distracted, Mu Shili's terrifying sword light roared.

It's one thing to know something, it's another thing to actually do it. Similarly, although Long Haotian knew extremely well about Sword Thirteen, the trick was dead, and the person was alive. Seeing that Long Haotian was slightly distracted, Mu Shili naturally would not miss such a good opportunity.

With just a flick of his fingers, there were several more cracks on Long Haotian's robe. On top of the eighth-order battle armor, several marks were also left. As long as it deviates by half a point, the armor is in danger of being punctured.

After all, the battle armor created by Liu Xuan, whether it is material or grade, cannot be compared with Mu Hongchen's battle sword.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Sikong Yu's mouth: "Long Haotian, you will die today!"

(End of chapter)