The scarlet sword burst out and headed towards Song Quan, who also swung a sword, and the power of the two swords collided, and the madness swept away the powerful aftermath.

Both took two steps back.

Song Quan's eyes narrowed, glowing with a ghostly light: "You will definitely regret it!" ”

The loss of the Hidden Sword Sect made his heart bleed, and he must make this kid pay the price!

Mu Han's expression was calm.

"It's Mu Han, he actually came to our Hidden Sword Sect?"

The disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect trembled fiercely in their hearts after looking at the young man who had attacked them.

Who are they in charge of?

And the other party was Mu Han, one by one, his brows furrowed, and his faces were shocked and inexplicable, and he couldn't believe his sight at all.

Mu Han, he dared to challenge the head of the Holy Venerable realm? Do you want to die?

"This Mu Han is dead, I don't know how thick the sky is!"

The disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect all sneered, their faces full of calmness, they were extremely confident in their own sect.

"Now the elders of the Hidden Sword Sect are all looking for me, and you are the only one left, the commander of the light pole, I will wipe you first!"

Mu Han said with a cruel smile, and on the side of his figure, a terrifying sword intent erupted, and the scarlet sword intent was like a hideous demon beast roaring.

The sword flashed, and an even more terrifying impact erupted, and under this force, Song Quan couldn't help but retreat a few times, his face was extremely ugly.

This kid's strength should only be in the Melting Heaven Realm, but why can he exert such a strong force?

Song Quan's heart was very gloomy, and his eyes were like blood.

"No matter how wicked you are, you have to ......"

And at the moment when he spoke, Mu Han once again bullied up, raised his sword, and a brilliant sword intent slaughtered down.

Poof, a hideous bloody mouth appeared on Song Quan's chest, and he roared even more frantically: "Spirit Sword Kills the Heavens!" ”

The sword intent was proudly connected with heaven and earth, and the violent sword momentum surged wildly, as if forming a shocking storm, surging towards Mu Han.

Spatial rifts continue to emerge.

Bang bang bang.

Shame, really shame.

The disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect were all incredulous, and said in a lost voice: "Impossible, no matter how demonic Mu Han is, how can he hurt the Palm Sect?" ”

It was hard for every disciple to imagine this scene, and the faith in their hearts seemed to collapse.

The most powerful sword cultivator in the Xuantian Domain, isn't it them who are in charge? But why, that Mu Han was able to hurt the Palm Sect.

What kind of joke is this, how did it come to be like this?

The sword intent surged in, and the killing came out.

"Good time!"

Mu Han looked at it, the corners of his mouth were full of hideousness, and he held the Mixed Yuan Sword in his right hand, and his eyes were calm for a while.

Four rounds of sword explosion!

Double sword intent explosion!

In an instant, Song Quan's eyes shrank: "Double, double sword intent? ”

Boom!

The swordsmanship was completely shattered, and even as countless sword intents descended, Song Quan's heart was terrifying, he gritted his teeth, his face was full of hideousness, and he couldn't believe that this kid had reached such a height.

Immediately, the blood veins in Song Quan's body began to boil, and his eyes were about to split: "The essence blood is burning!" ”

In the next moment, he urged his own essence blood to the extreme, and an invisible killing intent arose spontaneously, like an angry dragon.

He was angry, hateful, and did not expect that one day, he would need to burn his essence blood to save himself.

With a bang, the two forces collided, instantly setting off a devastating air current.

Song Quan's face was extremely gloomy, and his face was ugly: "Beast! ”

"Your Hidden Sword Sect first troubled me Mu Han, since you have done this trouble, then I will accompany Mu Han to the end!"

Mu Han's bloodthirsty sword intent melted into his blood, his bloodline was more like a revival, his scarlet eyes were as red as blood, and his eyes became extremely weird.

Strange pupils burst in.

Song Quan was just about to make a move, but his body instantly stiffened.

Not good.

He shuddered inwardly and bit the tip of his tongue hard.

Consciousness is restored, and when he is just restored.

A sword shadow arrived.

Poof.

Blood spilled on Song Quan's body, his face was even more ugly, Mu Han smiled fiercely, and once again held the sword and burst out, Song Quan twisted his face and roared: "Stop!" ”

Whew! Mu Han slashed a sword, and one of Song Quan's arms flew out wrapped in blood, and he let out a terrible scream, his eyes full of horror and horror.

"Impossible!"

"How can you be so strong?"

At this time, Song Quan roared, he was a master at the peak of the Saint Venerable Realm, and it was impossible for him to be defeated by a Heaven Melting Realm master.

How could it be like this? What kind of means did this kid use just now to make him freeze?

The heart is getting more and more uneasy!

"The world of genius, you tell me, do you understand?" The corners of Mu Han's mouth were filled with a hint of hideousness.

Just as he was about to solve Song Quan, between heaven and earth, there were suddenly bursts of violent intent, Mu Han's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt a power of annihilation.

"Mu Han, you can't be presumptuous in the Xuantian Domain!" The icy voice fell.

Mu Han's face sank suddenly, the soles of his feet swirled, his body tilted back, and the Mixed Yuan Sword swung on the spot.

The thumping sound exploded, and Mu Han directly retreated dozens of feet, and a hideous meaning flashed in his eyes: "Zhenyu Palace!" ”

"Mu Han, you're still arrogant!"

"The master of the Zhenyu Hall is here, you are dead."

Song Quan's face was extremely gloomy, his face was hideous, and he let out a crazy laughing voice.

Poof! Suddenly, a sword flashed, and a sword swept past Song Quan's neck, blood poured out, and his head flew out, and there was a touch of disbelief in his eyes.

Mu Han said in a low voice: "What does it have to do with you whether the Zhenyu Hall is here or not, isn't it still going to die?" ”

The voice was very calm, and the other hand directly put away Song Quan's sword.

"Brute, you killed the head of our Hidden Sword Sect, you it!"

"Bastard! You brute! ”

The disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect looked at Mu Han and let out a hideous roar, and their eyes were about to split.

Mu Han looked at it, and then a sword came out, one by one, his head exploded in response, blood was pouring out, his face was calm, and there was no wave.

"I don't accept your accusations, so I can only send you down."

"You!"

The faces of the people of the Hidden Sword Sect were extremely pale and trembling.

I felt a strong sense of shame.

"Presumptuous, Mu Han is in front of our Zhenyu Palace, you dare to be so arrogant and presumptuous, don't go back to the Zhenyu Hall with us, and wait for the fate!"

A Peak Saint Venerable Elder said coldly, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

This kid was able to kill Song Quan, who was at the peak of the Holy Venerable, which really made him a little unbelievable.

If you give this kid another period of time, I'm afraid that even the Holy Venerable Realm won't be able to help this guy.

The masters of the Zhenyu Hall looked cold, their eyes focused on the young man, and they sent out five saints at once, does this kid dare to be presumptuous?

King Peng looked at a group of people, a little speechless in his heart, these guys really want this kid's life.

But how could this kid die, not to mention his talent, just with this king, this town hall can't kill this kid.

And this town hall, I'm afraid it's not necessarily whether there is one!

"Zhenyu Palace, it's a hanging! Then let's fight! ”

Mu Leng laughed, raised his fist, and suddenly one of them burst out with a punch, and a Saint Venerable Elder's face immediately turned cold, and the power of his right hand was directly pressed.

Bang, under the impact of the two forces, this Saint Venerable Elder directly took three or four steps back, how ugly his expression was.

In the Xuantian Domain, these Saint-level elders, they are all martial arts ceilings, which is not an exaggeration.

This kid is so strong? No, you have to die!

Kill.

A strong killing intent instantly lingered in the bottom of a person's heart, such a demon, if he didn't kill it, just wait for their Zhenyu Hall to be destroyed!

His eyes stared at Mu Han coldly, and at this moment, the young man raised the soles of his feet, his whole body was boiling, and he slashed down with a sword, and said fiercely: "Kill!" ”

The infinite sword intent paved the surface, and the faces of several people in the Zhenyu Hall sank, and they said hoarsely: "It's just looking for death!" ”

"Just because you also want to compete with the Zhenyu Palace, I don't know what to say!!"

An old man in white snorted coldly, stepped out, and directly tore and killed with a spear.

Rumble!