"Nine days, the stars fall!" The long-lost energy surging and boiling in his body, Mu Hanyan slashed out with a sword.

The slightly blue snow bright sword light slashed through the sky, and even the powerful law power around it seemed to be slashed with a sword.

The ice crystals that danced with the wind suddenly froze, allowing the majestic sword to break through them.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Kang Qingyuan's expression froze, and there was a moment of blankness in his mind, until the sword was about to slash to his chest, he suddenly came back to his senses, and the long sword was closed in front of him.

"Choking ......" There was a clear sound, and Kang Qingyuan had already been chopped out with a sword.

"How is it possible, how can you have such a strong strength?" Kang Qingyuan slammed into the mountain rock behind him, got up and spit out a mouthful of blood, and said in disbelief.

"There is a sentence that you have never heard, pretending to be beepping and being struck by lightning, which is talking about people like you. Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, and slashed out with a sword again.

As she imagined, although the cultivation method of the temple was different from that of the Holy Court Continent, the level was the same, and the strength of Kang Qingyuan's ninth-order divine spirit priest was actually comparable to that of a ninth-order swordsman, and she relied on that Hunyuan stone to restore her strength to the first order of the swordsman, and the gap was so big that it was simply one in the sky and one on the ground.

Kang Qingyuan actually dared to pretend to beep in front of her, isn't that looking for death?

As soon as he came up, he suffered a big loss, where did Kang Qingyuan dare to be careless.

"Endless winter, give me the power of ice and snow, the ...... of ice" Kang Qingyuan played the sword trick on the left side, while chanting in a low voice, casting his strongest magic technique.

It's a pity that before he finished chanting, the terrifying sword light came to his eyes again. Mu Hanyan had previously discovered that the more powerful the priest magic was, the more difficult it seemed to be to cast, not only requiring the assistance of the sword technique, but also chanting, and the speed of casting it was also much slower. Although she didn't take Kang Qingyuan's strength very seriously, she would never give him any chance to turn over.

"Poof...... Blood spurted wildly from Kang Qingyuan's mouth, and he flew out with a sword again.

"How can you have such a strong strength, no, no, this is not a priest's divine skill, this is the Holy Court Sword Dao!" Kang Qingyuan spat blood, but his brain suddenly flashed, and he pointed at Mu Hanyan and said in shock.

"You're right. Mu Hanyan nodded. When she took Sikong Qinglan, she didn't think about hiding her identity anymore, and she didn't care if Kang Qingyuan saw it, anyway, Mu Hanyan wasn't ready to let him leave alive.

"It turns out that you are from the Holy Court, no wonder, no wonder. Kang Qingyuan suddenly realized.

He had thought strange before, since Mu Hanyan was a natural god priest, how could she practice any martial arts, but now he knew that her martial arts were just a disguise, and the really powerful one was the Holy Court Sword Dao.

"It's good to understand, then you don't have any regrets, you can go on the road. The long sword in Mu Hanyan's hand slashed out again. For this kind of enemy who can threaten her life, she naturally will not be merciful.

"Do you really think that you can kill me with your sword path?" Kang Qingyuan stood up violently, and also slashed out with a sword.

Mu Hanyan's sword did not hesitate, nor did he pause for a moment, Kang Qingyuan obviously didn't have time to chant and play the sword trick anymore, and there was not a single ray of light seeping out of that sword, and he couldn't even feel the fluctuation of the power of the law, no matter how you look at it, it's like

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It's just an instinctive counterattack before dying.

However, at the moment when the two swords intersected, Mu Hanyan knew that this sword was not as simple as he thought.

A powerful force surged along the long sword, and Mu Hanyan only felt that his wrist was numb, and he was shocked to take half a step back.

This power is by no means the power of the priest's divine art, nor is it the power of the explosion of kendo energy, but more like the pure power brought by martial arts.

Could it be that this old guy has also practiced martial arts, just when Mu Hanyan was secretly surprised, Kang Qingyuan suddenly twisted his arm, and the long sword slashed in an oblique arc towards Mu Hanyan.

The arc of the sword momentum was so subtle, and so weird, for a while, Mu Hanyan couldn't find a way to crack it, and was forced to retreat again and again.

No, it's not martial arts, martial arts don't have such subtle skills. Could it be the Holy Court Sword Dao? Immediately, Mu Hanyan also denied this speculation, this sword momentum was too weird, and it was even a violation of the human body structure at all, and the Holy Court Continent did not have such sword skills!

Just when Mu Hanyan was secretly hesitating, Kang Qingyuan suddenly let out a long roar, and the long sword slashed out.

This sword, although it does not have the strength of the sword path, nor does it have the power of the law of the priest's divine art, but it is majestic and domineering, and the pure and powerful power is even Mu Hanyan secretly speechless.

What's even more terrifying is that the sword momentum is as fierce as a storm, and it actually seals Mu Hanyan from front to back, left and right, and its subtlety is not even under the sword skills of the Holy Court.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that such a sword technique was actually from the hands of a temple priest.

"Starfall, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan had no way to avoid it, and there was no way to retreat, so he could only grit his teeth and show his strongest sword skills!

"Choke!" the two long swords slashed head-on, making a crisp sound and splashing a field of sparks.

Mu Hanyan was shocked, her strongest sword without reservation failed to repel Kang Qingyuan, and the two long swords stuck together, falling into a stalemate.

Mu Hanyan was taken aback, her strength at this time had recovered to almost the fifth order of the sword master, relying on the divine power of the star-falling eight desolations, her strength also exploded to the extreme, at least ten thousand catties of huge power, and she couldn't repel Kang Qingyuan. You must know that his sword does not have the slightest strength, and it has nothing to do with the priest's divine arts, but pure power, and how strong should this power be.

Mu Hanyan couldn't even understand how it was possible to withstand such a huge power without the protection of the strength and the body baptized by the priest's divine art.

What surprised her even more was that it was still behind, the two long swords were glued together, as if they were firmly glued, she couldn't do it if she wanted to return the sword and retreat, and that powerful force also followed the long sword and rushed towards her meridians.

The power is so violent, and it is filled with the smell of destruction.

Mu Hanyan only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out, several meridians were also broken at the same time, and the hand holding the sword was also broken out with several wounds, and it was bloody for a while.

"Being able to pass through the void and come to the Continent of the Gods, presumably your status in the Holy Court is not low, what is even more rare is that even if you go to the Continent of the Gods, you still have such qualifications, if it takes time, maybe you will become the strongest person at the peak of the Divine Continent, and even the Divine Lord and the Holy Lord will look up to your brilliance. But alas, you met me. Kang Qingyuan said with a hideous face, and there was some inexplicable excitement in his eyes.