The eyes of the woman in the cyan dress condensed slightly, and in the past few days, this Mu Han's strength has increased again.

This made her heart very dignified, a young man who was so wicked and had such a divine weapon.

Will the family be simple? Is there really no force behind it?

The Xuan Realm should be impossible, could it be from there?

Shook his head.

No matter.

As a hunting group, the first important rule is to obey orders unconditionally.

The order was given to kill Mu Han, so she only had one purpose to kill this Mu Han.

As for what will happen later, the hunting group will just carry it around.

Bang!

Suddenly, the two of them were constantly colliding in the void like no one.

Mu Han was constantly suppressed by the woman in the cyan dress, and every time he swung his sword, he was strongly shattered by the woman, and blood marks appeared on his body.

Blood was dripping low.

Qingyan's face was full of worry.

"Cool !!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mu Han retreated dozens of feet, his eyes flashing with blood, and he laughed wildly.

That feeling of longing to fight, slowly climbing in the bottom of his heart, forming an extremely paranoid feeling, and the bloodthirsty sword intent shot out.

Quickly erupted, and Zhang Xu's sword intent rumbled and resounded.

The slender jade arm of the woman in the cyan long skirt was blocked in the void, and with a bang, her body trembled, and she retreated a few feet, her face was a little surprised, and she stared at Mu Han: "You ......"

Swish.

Mu Han's soles pressed down, and the space shattered again and again.

"Demon Slayer!" His eyes became extremely scarlet, and Sen Ran's voice resounded, and when he raised it again, a terrifying sword shot out in an instant.

With the power of the true phoenix and the true dragon, the terrifying power was like a living thing, coming towards the woman in the cyan dress.

Boom Boom!

The woman's face changed, and with a press of her palm and fingers in the void, countless vitality burst out in an instant, and the brilliant power was very perverted, colliding with each other.

One after another, the aftermath continued to pour out, erupt, and sweep around.

The woman retreated a few feet, and her eyes went from the previous indifference to the current solemnity, this kid was able to continue to sublimate himself from the battle.

Settle.

It has to be addressed.

"Kill!"

The woman in the cyan dress said coldly, she burst out violently, and at this time, the corners of the young man's mouth rose slightly, raised his palm, and slammed it directly.

Beams of light flickered, and the next moment of light intertwined, extending wildly, making the women's football team in the cyan long skirt burst back again and again.

"Formation."

When the woman's voice fell.

The formation burst out in an instant, which made her face extremely ugly, and she took turns out with one hand, which also sacrificed the resources issued to them by her hunting group.

Among them was the formation, and the slamming formation began to collide, and the thumping sound shattered.

Mu Han's formation was devastated, and the formation of the woman in the cyan dress could not be directly shattered.

"What's going on?"

The woman's face looked very gloomy, and her formation was able to destroy the power of the Dao God Realm realm.

And the opponent's formation can easily destroy his own formation, so what level is his formation.

Swish.

And just when she was stunned, Mu Han came again, the woman's face was indifferent, and she said lightly: "I really underestimated you!" ”

"But you ......"

"Blood-Drinking Nine Tribulation Sword!"

There was a hideous look in Mu Han's eyes, the sword heart flowed, and the sword intent in his body burst out, and eight blood swords instantly appeared above his head, and in the next moment, these eight blood swords actually vaguely formed one again.

Although the ninth blood sword did not condense.

But it still worked.

Laugh at!

In the next moment, the nine blood swords were killed in an instant, and the space rioted one after another, and countless rules shattered in an instant, like a storm.

Qing Yan's eyes were very solemn, and at the same time, a terrifying light appeared in the depths of her eyes: "What a strong sword skill, this sword skill seems to affect the changes in the specifications around it?" ”

Dangerous.

The woman's face suddenly became extremely ugly: "What kind of sword skill is this?" ”

The jade hand clenched, and with a bang, it exploded in an instant.

Bang.

The sound of impact resounded, and the aftermath was overwhelming.

The woman was directly shocked by this sword skill dozens of feet away, and blood cuts appeared on her body, which looked extremely ugly.

As a master of the late stage of the Dao God Realm, he was injured by a Dao Emperor Realm, and it was a shame to spread this.

"You bastard."

The woman said coldly, her pretty face becoming extremely distorted, like a ghost.

Mu Han was silent for a moment, and exclaimed in his heart, the strength of this blood-drinking Nine Tribulation Sword, the sword skills that Sister Yu gave her were really not simple.

Swish.

A hideous look in Mu Han's eyes burst out again, and the sword intent in his body burned wildly, and the killing intent came out.

The woman's face was cold, and a punch was punched, and the rumbling sounded, and the two of them flew upside down.

The Blood-Drinking Nine Tribulation Sword continued to urge, and countless sword rays burst out and smashed the woman's body, causing him to let out a cold roaring sound.

Soul Path Killing!

The woman in the long skirt was just about to continue to shoot.

Suddenly, a majestic soul power oppressed, making her face extremely ugly, and she resisted the soul power.

Bang bang, the soul power was suppressed, and a pair of eyes widened: "No, you are just an ant of the Dao Emperor Realm, why is the soul power so strong." ”

Every time Mu Han used his methods, she was extremely shocked and frightened.

It stands to reason that the soul power of a Dao Emperor Realm should not be stronger than that of his Dao God Realm, but the other party is indeed so different, which makes him extremely crazy.

"There's nothing you can't do!"

Mu Han swooped down in an instant, and with a sword, the woman in the long skirt said fiercely: "Go and die!" ”

With a single hand, a large area of space in the void collapsed, killing a blade that gathered vitality, and she wanted to kill this kid with one blow.

Boom!

And at this moment, two long swords appeared around Mu Han's body again.

The woman in the long dress had a cold look in her eyes, and when she saw the other two long swords appear, her pretty face stiffened.

Bang.

The sound of shattering rang out.

The three swords were directly killed, and they were furious and peerless.

Burst.

The woman in the long skirt had a dull look in her eyes, staring at Mu Han with a touch of disbelief, and roared angrily: "Why, you have three such swords?" ”

She roared, her eyes full of unwillingness, and she couldn't accept it at all.

Mu Han said: "Didn't you tell you? The family issued it, and it was adapted to the sword in the morning, noon and evening. ”

"Morning, noon, and evening?"

The woman's eyes were round, her pretty face was ugly, she muttered to herself, and in the blink of an eye, she fell to the ground and died, her body softened.

Mu Han's face was calm, and he said to himself: "A Dao God is so strong in the late stage. ”

He thought about it for a while, the previous Yu clan's Broken God Realm, if the main body was there, he was not an opponent at all.

100% killed in seconds, and being able to escape in the hands of that person, I'm afraid that I picked up a big bargain.

He said in a deep voice.

Or strength.

Weakness is original sin.

Now there are such enemies behind him, if he doesn't improve his strength, he will be killed sooner or later.

"Mu Han, you actually killed a late-stage Dao God Realm master by yourself?"

Qing Yan said.

Mu Han smiled: "The other party is careless, otherwise I won't be able to kill the other party." ”

How could the other party have thought that he would have three identical swords, and these swords have been sublimated in the burial coffin.

Getting stronger every day!