After the power was increased, the rain of fire in the sky ignited a monstrous flame, and the water arrow that had originally quietly flew behind Han Zhongtian made a snorting sound in the flames, and was instantly evaporated into water vapor.

In the realm of the powerhouses of the Six Realms, any small mutation will be multiplied and projected into the master's divine soul, water and fire are two completely mutually restrained elemental powers, and the encounter between the two will instantly disrupt the balance of heaven and earth, even ordinary people without any cultivation talent can feel the changes.

Han Zhongtian didn't notice the silent flying water arrow, its lethality was too weak, but when it was instantly steamed into water vapor by the surrounding flames, his spirit trembled violently, and he couldn't help but turn his head to take a look.

At the moment when he turned around, a chill that only existed in the face of death threats suddenly arose from his heart, and through the afterglow of his eyes, he saw Mu Yang, whose legs were sunk into the ground, suddenly burst out, his body was divided into six, turning into six identical figures, each figure holding a flaming long knife in his hand, or chopping or chopping, or picking or teasing, attacking from six directions.

These attacking long knives tore six holes in the sea of blood, and there was a faint starlight flickering in the firelight, as if the entire starry sky had been torn down.

Han Zhongtian's face changed drastically, he didn't have time to recall the blood-colored long knife, a materialized Xingyuan shield was horizontally in front of him out of thin air, and at the same time, his right arm swung rapidly, and he punched six punches forward.

The shadow of the fist broke through the air, the wind gusted, and there was a hidden thunder and light arc entangled, and each punch contained eighty percent of his strength.

The six doppelgangers were smashed by the fist gang at the same time, Mu Yang's voice and shadow appeared in the fist shadow, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing an almost cruel evil smile, and the nameless long knife was raised high and slashed towards the top of Han Zhongtian's head.

With Mu Yang's raised arm, the world around him instantly darkened, and the turbulent and chaotic Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi suddenly condensed, and even the flames on the ground stopped jumping.

Time seems to stand still in this moment.

Everything seemed to die in an instant.

In Han Zhongtian's perception, Mu Yang's figure suddenly turned into nothingness, he was obviously standing close to him, and it seemed to be dozens of miles away, only the terrifying killing intent was soaring sharply, locking every corner where he might dodge.

Han Zhongtian wanted to attack, but he didn't know where the force would fall, and he couldn't even sense where the burning black long knife would fall on his body!

"How so? What kind of combat skill is this!"

The chill in his heart soared rapidly, Han Zhongtian let out a violent roar, and the Xingyuan in his body frantically poured into his body, and a pair of blue-red Xingyuan armor appeared on the surface of his body, and at the same time, the surging Xingyuan turned into a Dao sharp qi blade, which burst out in all directions.

The flying air blades in the sky were like exploding fireworks, and there were faint snorts in the air of several blades cutting through flesh and blood, Mu Yang's figure suddenly appeared on Han Zhongtian's side, his whole body was stained red with blood, and the nameless long knife in his hand dragged a silent knife shadow without hesitation.

The dim space around lit up again, and a rain of blood gushed out from under Han Zhongtian's left rib, and the sea of blood suddenly dissipated, and with Han Zhongtian's snort, it turned into layers of blood waves and slapped on Mu Yang's body, he was like a lonely boat in a huge wave, and was slammed into the wall not far away, leaving a deep imprint and then falling to the ground.

Han Zhongtian looked at the bleeding wound on his waist that was more than three inches long, and couldn't believe his eyes at all.

The three men in black were also shocked on the spot, and forgot to attack.

Also shocked were Yan Chaoge and the two Yan family masters he brought.

Everyone had a dreamlike feeling, and one by one they all looked at Muyang, who fell to the ground and vomited blood.

If it is said that the Four Realms challenge the Five Realms is still recorded in the cultivation world classics, although it is unbelievable but barely acceptable to the vast majority of cultivators, then the four realms injuring the six realms are already beyond the cognition of everyone present.

Muyang actually did it.

He only has the cultivation of the four realms and three grades, but he stabbed Han Zhongtian, who is the second grade of the six realms, and he is still in the other party's star field!

Genius, monster, Tianjiao, and pervert, which are often used to describe top cultivators with outstanding talents, are obviously completely insufficient to describe Muyang's strength and horror.

The shock was only a brief moment.

After Muyang was knocked away by Han Zhongtian, everyone could see that he had suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

The first to react was Han Zhongtian, his life weapon, the blood-colored long knife was less than ten meters away from Muyang, and the extreme anger and horror made him care about anything else, locking all the divine soul power of the blood-colored long knife, controlling it to slash towards Muyang's head at an unprecedented speed.

Yan Chaoge's face changed drastically, he wanted to control the flying sword to intercept it, but he was still half a beat slower, and the two Yan family masters wanted to release the flying sword, but the sword scripture they practiced was not known for its speed, and it was impossible to catch up with the blood knife that flew out first.

Yan Shisan subconsciously let out an exclamation and closed his eyes unbearably.

It was absolutely impossible for Mu Yang to dodge a knife, and even if he was not injured, it was impossible to avoid Han Zhongtian's full force attack at such a close distance.

Muyang seems to have expected this result for a long time.

Seeing the slashed blood knife, his face did not show the fear and despair of death when it came, but a faint sneer flashed.

The blood knife was getting closer and closer, and everyone thought that Muyang would definitely die.

However, just as the sharp knife qi almost slashed at Mu Yang's neck, a sword light as white as snow suddenly flew down from the large hole in the roof above and hit the blood knife.

This is a crystal clear white sword, compared to the blood-colored long knife, it is too small, the transparent sword body is like a thin piece of ice, as if it is shattered at the touch of a button, but the power contained is amazing, and it actually knocked the blood-colored long knife away.

A graceful white figure descended from the sky and fell lightly in front of Mu Yang, like a goddess of the heavenly realm.

Perhaps the goddess of the heavenly region is not as otherworldly as this girl.

She is dressed in a white dress, delicate and dusty, her impeccable perfect face reveals a faint and cold arrogance, her beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, like starlight, and her posture is graceful and graceful, which is enough to make all the beautiful things in the world dim under her brilliance.

This girl who suddenly appeared is, of course, quicksand.

The three men in black had never seen quicksand before, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva in amazement for a while, and their eyes showed a greedy and lustful look, but when they heard Han Zhongtian shout the name of the uninvited girl in white, their faces suddenly changed miserably, and the look in their eyes was replaced by deep fear.

"Miss Quicksand?"

Han Zhongtian's face was gloomy, he felt bad when he saw the little white sword, and now when he saw the quicksand appearing in front of Mu Yang, he faintly had an ominous premonition in his heart.