Ten thousand swords screamed, heaven and earth cried together, the flowers only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared, as if all the wonderful scenes were the epiphany, sadness, and soreness are the main music of this place.

"Burial Sword: Chaos"

The broken swords on the grave were all floating in the air, surrounding the burial sword fairy, wailing, crying, but unable to escape.

"Engage in all this bells and whistles."

"Thunder Light Sword."

Strategically defying the enemy and tactically valuing the enemy.

What's more, the style of burying the sword immortal is by no means just a trick that is not useful.

The sky above where Liu Mu and the Burial Sword Immortal were located were covered with dark clouds, as if shrouded in black mist, black and gloomy.

Thunder thundered, lightning roared, and purple milky white lightsabers appeared from the sky, facing the Burial Sword Immortal with anger, as if it was a heavenly punishment from the Thunder God.

"Bullet of the Japanese wheel."

Giant light bullets appeared, dispelling the darkness in the sky and illuminating the entire world.

The red sun wheel and the thunder sword were side by side, and the terrifying energy formed white clouds in the air, dense and continuous dripping of transparent raindrops.

"Go."

With a snap of his fingers, Liu Mu put on a posture that was extremely thunderbolted, and the thunder light sword and the sun wheel bullet roared towards the burial sword immortal.

"Hmph, how can the pearl of rice compete with Haoyue for glory."

All the broken swords formed the shape of a flower, slowly colliding with the Thunder Sword and the Sun Wheel Bullet Breaker.

Burst.

The "flowers" turned into a large net, and the sun wheel bullet and the thunder sword net were in it, which was impermeable.

The collision between the two did not make a loud noise as before, but the battle situation was still scorching, one attacking and the other defending.

Depending on the situation, it will be impossible to tell the winner for a while.

"Now it's up to you what else you can do."

"Secret Technique: Swallow Return"

Liu Mu bowed slightly, holding the remnant sun, like a leopard about to hunt for food, and his figure flashed, and he appeared behind the Burial Sword Immortal.

But this time, the unfavorable sword technique did not succeed in killing the Burial Sword Immortal, and only cut out a bloody wound on his neck.

However, this was enough to make the Burial Sword Immortal angry.

"You ant actually dare to hurt the deity, the deity will crush your bones and scatter ashes, so that you will never be able to live forever, even if you become a livestock, you must always remember the horror of the sin deity."

"Qingluan."

A cyan phoenix-patterned soft sword flew out of the grave at the foot of the Burial Sword Immortal, beautiful like a work of art, making people unbearable to use it for such a cruel thing as killing.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

Qingluan, who was held in the hand of the Buried Sword Immortal, let out a violent sword roar, and behaved quite resistantly, wanting to get out of his control.

"You give the deity peace, the deity is your current master."

The fingertips of the Burial Sword Immortal flashed with a sword light, and he slashed heavily on Qingluan.

Although it didn't seem to cause any damage to it from the outside, the rebellious sword sound emitted by the Qingluan Sword turned into a grieved whisper, and the sword body trembled slightly, looking like a weak, pitiful and helpless child who had lost his parents and was bullied by a bully.

"How can you do that to it?"

Xia Zhaozhao, who had never interfered in Liu Mu's battle, walked to his side and glared at the Burial Sword Immortal viciously, his eyes full of shame.

In fact, it is understandable that Xia Zhaozhao is so angry, after all, she is also a person who uses swords, every swordsman cherishes his sword quite a lot, and treats it like a treasure, like the burial of the sword immortal, it is really a minority, and it can even be said that there is no such thing as none, even the most vicious people are very precious about their own saber.

"There is another ant who is not afraid of death, it seems that the deity needs to exert 100% strength to let you know what despair is."

"However, don't worry, the deity will only kill this male ant."

"As for you, a female ant, the deity will reluctantly take you as a maid and keep it by her side."

"After all, you have never appeared in the era when the gods were everywhere in this figure, of course, you have to keep it by your side and have a good time."

Should I say it or not, the Burial Sword Immortal completely got to the point that made Liu Mu angry, and poked him twice more the lung tube, which directly increased the anger in his heart to five hundred percent.

"You pickled old thing, you !! to die"

"Thunder Light Sword."

Liu Mu didn't know why he was so angry that he was about to explode his lungs now, and he didn't want to know, he only knew that if he couldn't kill the Burial Sword Immortal in front of him, he wouldn't be worthy of being called the first young man in Tianyuan, he was not worthy of the surname Liu, and he was not worthy of being the grandson of the old man of his family.

Gathering all the energy in his body except for maintaining the Heavenly Thunder Wing, the Thunder Light Sword, which could only barely fire one shot, appeared in the sky above the Burial Sword Immortal, and fell fiercely, heading straight for his Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Idiot, you think this can help me."

The Burial Sword Immortal rushed straight up with the tamed Qingluan, and the tip of the Qingluan's tiny sword collided with the huge Thunder Light Sword.

From a distance, it looks like a baby is fighting a full-grown strong man.

There is no doubt that from the appearance, the Qingluan Sword will undoubtedly lose, and it will be smashed by the thunder sword, and there may not even be a scumbag left.

But this was not the case, the two were only stalemate for two breaths, and a crack appeared on the indestructible tip of the Thunder Light Sword, which slowly extended to the sword body.

It looks like the Thunder Light Sword will soon be defeated.

But Liu Muda never thought of killing the Burial Sword Immortal with the Thunder Light Sword from the beginning, although he hated the Burial Sword Immortal, but he had to admit that this person was very strong.

"Secret Technique: Swallow Return"

Liu Mu once again put on the same posture as before.

"Thunder"

This time it was a little different from before, the purple-white wings were withdrawn from the body, and the body of the Remnant Sun Sword was surrounded by purple thunder and lightning, which was strange and beautiful.

"Wow."

Liu Mu spat out a mouthful of blood, obviously the damage caused to him by repeatedly performing the secret technique was not light.

"Brother Mu, don't use Yan Hui anymore, it will be a burden on your body, I'll deal with him."

Xia Zhaozhao stood in front of Liu Mu, and the soft sword at his waist was drawn, igniting flames.

"Zhaozhao, the grievances between me and him must be settled by myself."

"Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep."

"Okay."

Seeing Liu Mu's serious expression, Xia Zhaozhao retreated, and Liu Mu rushed to the Burial Sword Immortal who confronted the Thunder Light Sword in the air like a flying swallow in the rain.

At this time, the Thunder Light Sword could no longer hold on, and was about to disappear into light and shadow.

"Bang."

Remnant Yang withdrew the scabbard, Liu Muqiang endured the sweetness in his throat, and made a killing gesture to the Burial Sword Immortal in a dashing manner.

"But... Damn it. ”

"If this is not a doppelganger of the deity, if the deity can be reincarnated with the help of that fool just now, how can you let this ant run rampant? Defeated by you? ”

"The deity is unwilling, unwilling!!"

The Burial Sword Immortal's long hair danced wildly, the Qingluan in his hand pointed at Liu Mu, and his body was about to rush forward, but his knees were weak and he fell to the ground.

"Crooked Barbie Wave here, just die."

Liu Mu walked up to the Burial Sword Immortal, met his angry and unwilling eyes, and gently pushed his shoulder.

The body of the Burial Sword Immortal turned into flying ashes, the scene changed, and a voice sounded.

"The old man has been waiting for all these years, and finally waited for a suitable successor."