Besiege and kill Han Muye.

Today, the Yunjiang Divine Venerable and they came to conquer the lair of the Phantom Xuan Clan, but in fact, it was not the four Divine Venerables, but the five Divine Realms!

The fifth god is Han Muye, who is hidden behind.

With Han Muye's sword killing power, once he encounters the Phantom Xuan Clan God Realm, as long as he surrounds him, he will definitely be able to kill him.

The combat power of the Phantom Xuan clan is not extremely strong, but the power of its own origin is strange, and the power of space and time under its control is difficult for outsiders to crack.

The five Divine Venerables joined forces to kill a Phantom Xuan Clan Divine Venerable with the scattered Phantom Xuan Clan as bait, this was Han Muye's plan.

But at this time, Yunjiang and they were banned, and Han Muye was the only one missing.

It is obvious that the other party has seen through their plan and is going the other way.

"What should I do, the Phantom Xuan clan is clearly prepared, Han Daoyou is afraid that ......" Wu Yuan Divine Venerable's face was solemn, his mouth whispered, and his eyes flickered with a few hints as he looked around.

If Han Muye was killed or seriously injured, then they would probably have to find a way to escape today.

The four of them are here, and their combat power is enough, but without Han Muye, they will never really work together.

"With Han Daoyou's methods, it shouldn't fall so easily." Yunjiang Divine Venerable shook his head, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and whispered softly.

"The Great Dao ban is difficult to break, and it is even more difficult to continue, and a quarter of an hour is already the limit."

"Let's wait a quarter of an hour."

The four of them glanced at each other, and the divine light around them staggered, protecting themselves.

Await.

However, they all knew that if the other party really attacked Han Muye, a quarter of an hour would be enough.

For a strong man who controls time and space, a quarter of an hour is enough to do too much.

At this time, in front of a golden star, eight figures surrounded Han Muye.

Eight Gods!

The four of them are entangled in the space and breath on their bodies, and the Illusory Xuan Clan Divine Realm, and the two are majestic and have two horns in the Divine Realm.

The other two are the two gods with thin bodies and long swords on their backs.

Kendo God!

This was the first time Han Muye had seen a God Realm powerhouse who cultivated the Dao of the Sword.

"Han Muye, the strength of the Sword Dao God Realm, is suspected of controlling the Dao of Thunder and the Dao of Flame."

"I once crucified a god realm outside the Heaven Transformation Altar, and his combat power is at least in the middle of the god realm."

"Originally, in a sword dao god realm like yours, my Phantom Xuan clan was too lazy to take care of it."

Ahead, a gray long banner in the hand of the Divine Realm leader of the Phantom Xuan Clan pointed at Han Muye.

The aura of several other people was tied to each other, and Han Muye's qi was locked.

"You shouldn't be against my Phantom Clan."

"You don't know how strong my Phantom Clan really is."

The long banner pointed at Han Muye, and a sneer appeared on the face of the Illusory Xuan Clan's God Realm: "I know that behind you is the Pantian Plane."

"Even if it's the Pantian plane, we slash the heavens—"

Before the Divine Venerable finished speaking, the sword light on the body of a Kendo Divine Venerable not far away rose: "Don't reveal too many things for some things, and solve them quickly."

When the words fell, the sword light on his body had already condensed into a sword blade hundreds of millions of zhang long, and it slashed straight towards Han Muye.

The sword light is as bright as a galaxy, and the power that attracts hundreds of millions of stars is indeed the strength and sharpness that only the Sword Dao God Realm can have.

On the other side, a firstborn two-horned Divine Beast Clan Divine Venerable powerhouse did not stop, stepped out with an incomparable tacit understanding, and then punched out.

This punch locked all the forces between heaven and earth, and sealed the entire void.

This is pure to the extreme, the most transcendent physical power of the Heaven-Stepping Clan, and the pinnacle of the origin of qi and blood!

One is sharp, the other is strong, and the two forces shot at the same time, blocking all of Han Muye's vitality.

This is the shot of the strong, never leaving the slightest flaw.

A real strong man does his best when he fights!

Han Muye stood in place, looking at the sword light and

The fist shadow, the qi and blood on the body began to stir.

The qi and blood in his body, the sword intent in his body, began to condense and boil.

There was a sparkle in his eyes!

He didn't know how long he hadn't felt this kind of blood boiling!

How long has it been since you had a good fight?

"Kill—"

With a loud shout, he smiled and stepped forward.

His left hand was clenched, and in front of his fist, there was a brilliant light of thunder and flames.

In his right hand, a cyan sword appeared.

This sword, with a faint streamer, is extremely cold.

"The Flame Origin Achieves the Divine Realm!"

"The way of thunder becomes a god, this guy is extremely strong!"

"It's really a sword, he has at least three avenues to achieve the god realm, be careful!"

The surrounding Divine Venerable powerhouse shouted in a low voice.

Those who can build the three avenues to heaven are the strongest of the strong.

"Haha, dare to have a fist fight with my Stepping Clan, you are the first in the world!" The god of the Heaven Stepping Clan who punched smiled, and his qi and blood condensed down.

In terms of strength and physical body, there is indeed no one in the world who can compete with the Heaven-Stepping Divine Beasts!

"Boom—"

Fist Shadow Collision!

In the eyes of everyone, Han Muye punched out, and the power of the combination of thunder and flame collided with the fist shadow of the Heaven Stepping Clan's Divine Venerable Covering the Sky.

The fist blade broke through the sky and collided with the fist shadow of the old man of the Heaven-Stepping Clan.

The power of the flesh does not retreat at all!

Everyone looked at Han Muye who was standing in place.

The strength contained in this punch is not inferior to that of a Heaven-Stepping Divine Beast Clan Divine Venerable!

Hold on to each other, and then fight for the source!

Above Han Muye's fist shadow, the thunder light turned into a long dragon, and as soon as he twisted his body, he had already rushed to the front of the Divine Venerable of the Heaven Stepping Clan.

The firstborn, two-horned Heaven Stepping Clan God Realm powerhouse's eyes widened, and he watched in disbelief as the thunder light spread towards his body.

The speed of this spread was so fast, but it locked most of his body in an instant.

"Roar—"

The old man looked up to the sky and roared, and his body turned into the body of a huge divine beast like a star.

But even if he turned into a divine beast, the thunder light was still wrapped in his body, but continued to condense.

Thunder turned into a thunder chain entwined with stars, Thunder Sea!

"Thunder Heavenly Dao, there is an innate suppression of the race from the Divine Beast!"

The Illusory Xuan Clan Divine Venerable on the side narrowed his eyes, and looked up to see Han Muye, who punched out and slashed down with the long sword in his hand.

Han Muye's Thunder Dao was so strong, it was impossible for that Sword Dao to be as strong as the Thunder Dao.

The Sword Dao Divine Venerable who shot at him at this time was from the Void Sword Dao Holy Land.

"Hum—"

Two sword lights were entangled.

The blue and gray sword light collided, turning into hundreds of millions of sword-wielding figures.

It was as if hundreds of millions of kendo powerhouses were fighting each other, and each sword had fallen countless figures.

The figures before the two sword lights became less and less.

"He, he is stronger than the sword path cultivation of the Holy Land Sword God, ......" the Phantom Xuan Clan God Realm muttered first.

The other Sword-Carrying Divine Venerable narrowed his eyes, stepped out, held the sword in both hands, and slashed towards Han Muye's head.

Two kendo god realms!

"I know who you are!" Han Muye's voice sounded.

On his body, the sword light was shining to the extreme.

"The sword-bearer of the Shadow Sword Court!"

"You remnants of the Sword Dao that should have collapsed before the Thirty Tribulations are still there."

Han Muye took a step forward, and the battle intent in his eyes turned into a monstrous wave.

"I can't wait to see the sword court sweeping through the Ten Thousand Domains back then, and today there is still a chance to fight with the sword-carrying man."

"Don't let me down, you guys."

The voice fell.

Swords gathered.

The black and white long sword is hundreds of millions of sharps!

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