Mu Han closed his fist, Yuan Yu Yuezhi, and the fragments behind him were sprinkled down. ,!

Putting the crowd into his eyes, Mu Han sneered in his heart, eight years ago, when he was still a six-fold monk in Lingchi, he was already able to capture Bai Daozi and others in the four-fold death of Yanghu Lake one after another, and now his cultivation has reached the second death of Yanghu Lake, and his strength has increased more than a hundred times, how can a mere Yanghu five-fold monk have it himself!

The strength is good! Luofu Holy Son's eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of solemnity floated on his handsome face, but it was only that, no matter how strong the Yanghu Realm monk was, for him who had broken through to the Divine Sea Realm, he was just a slightly stronger ant, and he could easily be trampled to death by stomping his feet on the 1st.

Shen Shao! Hearing the voice of the Holy Son of Luofu, his ninety-nine followers of the Yanghu Realm woke up from the extreme shock, and with a loud shout, the two of them shot towards the mouth of the cave at the cliff wall, while the other ninety-seven people scattered with a hula, and surrounded Mu Han in the center in an instant.

Zhong Jin stared at Mu Han directly, his eyes full of anger.

Ahem...... Poof! The cough suddenly sounded, although it was slight, but it was extremely harsh in this square, Shen Shao, who had been punched away by Mu Han before, had already crawled out of the stone cave on his own, Jing is face was pale, bleeding from the seven orifices, and his body had not stopped, so a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell backwards.

However, before Shen Shao landed, he was held up by two young men who rushed over.

Seeing his miserable situation, Qin Song and the other True Martial Saint Mountain Peak Masters, Elders, and those Yanghu Realm powerhouses who were watching the ceremony were all awe-inspiring, although there were many Yanghu Sevenfold Immortal Cultivators among them, they knew in their hearts that even if they made their own move, it would be difficult to hit Shen Shao, who was a Sevenfold Immortal of Yanghu with a single blow, like Luo Cheng.

Although Na Luo Cheng only has the Yanghu Sevenfold Cultivation Ability, its strength is probably not inferior to that of his master Yi Zhen, who is at the peak of the Yanghu Sevenfold Immortal Cultivation.

No wonder he dared not retreat for the sake of Xiao Suying and against the Holy Son of Luofu!

It's a pity that such an outstanding martial artist is too unwise, with the cultivation of the Yanghu Realm, how can he resist the Luofu Holy Son of the Shenhai Realm, if he takes action in person, then Luo Cheng will not be spared. Otherwise, there is a possibility that a young Divine Sea Realm powerhouse will appear in the True Martial Saint Mountain within fifty years!

When everyone's hearts were turning, the more than ninety young men and women saw Shen Shao's situation, but they were even more angry, and their eyes seemed to be lit with fireworks.

Luo Cheng, you little disciple of the lower sect, dare to hurt the monk of my main sect? This is really bold and reckless to deceive the Holy Son in front and hurt the senior brother of the Upper Sect in the back! Junior brothers and sisters, kill him...... Angry shouts erupted, with ten young men and women taking the lead in attacking.

Among the hundreds, these ten cultivators are the highest, and they are all Yanghu six-fold cultivators. The mournful whistling sound broke through the air, and ten super grade Dao weapons completely blocked the area within a radius of 100 meters, and the bright luminous light reflected this void like a dream, but under this beautiful picture, there was an infinite killing machine hidden, or domineering, or feminine, or hot, or cold energy from all directions layer upon layer, as if to completely annihilate Mu Han.

Ten Yanghu Sixfold Cultivators joined forces to attack, the attack was so fierce, and the terrifying aura spread like a stormy wave, almost covering the entire True Martial Saint Mountain and even the Lingwu Holy City in an instant. For a moment, countless monks trembled and were in doubt.

This time, Luo Cheng is really finished! In the square, many monks had such a thought in their hearts, although Luo Cheng could hit Shen Shao of Yanghu with one blow, but now that ten stronger monks have attacked, Luo Cheng is outnumbered, and the hope of victory is extremely slim.

Even Yi Zhenjin, Yu Qinglian and Xiao Suying's eyebrows also floated with melancholy, but they couldn't make a move, those young men and women in the Yanghu Realm had long been guarding against them, especially Yi Zhenjin and Yu Qinglian, who were firmly locked by twenty powerful breaths respectively, as long as they moved, they would definitely be surrounded by those Yanghu Realm monks, not to mention that they couldn't help them, even they would fall into it, and the identity of the peak master also made them dare not act rashly.

Finally, Xiao Suying, who had just broken through to the Spirit Pond Sevenfold Death, was completely unable to intervene in this level of battle, so she could only be secretly anxious beside her.

Under the shroud of sluggish energy, Mu Han's expression was calm, his eyes just swept quickly, and he spit out the word violently. Almost as soon as the words fell, ten figures shot out from Mu Han's body, each holding a super-grade Dao weapon in his hand, and greeted the ten Yanghu Sixfold Cultivators respectively.

Every figure in this figure is a Yanghu double Mu Han.

The super grade Dao weapon held in the hands of each figure was the trophy that Mu Han got from the Black Flame Demon Ancestor. To be treasured by the Black Flame Demon Ancestor for so many years, they must not be ordinary, they are all the best of the super-grade Dao weapons, and in the hands of ten Mu Han, a terrifying power erupted, and the majestic energy was like the waves stirred by a hurricane, roaring madly towards the surroundings with the ten speedy shuttle figures.

Mu Han is one as ten, and his momentum is not inferior to those Kunlun Immortal Mansion monks who are six times old in Yanghu.

Ghost Illusion Technique!This is a kind of magical ability of the Black Flame Demon Ancestor.

After the main soul of the Black Flame Demon Ancestor was contained in the Heart Palace by Mu Han, the part of its remaining soul had attacked Mu Han's Heart Palace countless times in this way. At that time, in the process of condensing the two ** bodies, Mu Han had carefully observed the martial arts of the Black Flame Demon Ancestor.

Today, in the Jade True Hall at the top of the Shaking Light Peak, Mu Han, Yu Qinglian, and Xiao Suying did not descend the mountain for a long time, because he kept practicing this technique in the Purple Void Divine Palace until he completely mastered it. The appearance of the Netherworld Ghost Fire made Mu Han decide not to continue to use those martial arts techniques inherited from the Purple Void Divine Palace in public, so he naturally had to find exercises to replace them.

Time was in a hurry, Mu Han didn't have time to earn merit and go to the Holy Martial Hall to exchange for martial arts exercises suitable for him, but fortunately, this ghost illusion technique solved Mu Han's urgent need. Performing this kind of martial arts technique, the more clones you can conjure, the stronger the power will be, the Black Flame Demon Ancestor can only conjure up six doppelgangers, and Mu Han's control of the power of the mind is more subtle, and the clones that can be conjured up can reach ten, which is a sharp weapon that outnumbered the enemy.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ...... Between the lightning and the fire, the twenty super-grade Dao weapons were already wrapped in a powerful and incomparable energy, and they slammed together, and the deafening explosions sparkled from this square one after another, condensing into waves of sound, as if they were about to overturn this towering Shaking Light Peak.

After only holding on for a moment, the violent energy has begun to rage around, and the already chaotic void is twisted wildly under the impact of the energy, and the large and small spatial cracks sometimes flash, sometimes open and close, and this void seems to instantly become a swamp with countless traps.

This momentum caused the surrounding monks to retreat, and their faces couldn't help but change color.

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