The body shook, looking down at the slowly infected blood in his chest, Ouyang Shu's eyes were slightly dazed, and then his body softened, and with a 'bang', he fell directly to the ground.

His eyes widened, his eyes were full of unwillingness and remorse, and the bright red blood flowed out like a stream, dyeing the earth a bloody color.

Thundered

At this moment, an earth-shattering loud bang sounded from the air, and the coercion instantly skyrocketed, Han Chen's pupils shrank tightly, his cold hairs rose all over his body, and his heart was alarmed.

There was no hesitation at all, and as soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, eight steps to catch the cicadas and his physical strength were instantly exerted, his speed increased to the limit, and his body swept forward.

On the way to the people, Han Chen looked up at the sky, and his face suddenly changed wildly.

I saw that above the sky, a huge golden sword that was more than ten meters long and more than two meters wide, exuding an endless violent aura, slashed with a bang.

The power of the golden sword was too violent, and it actually erupted with a loud explosion and thunder, and the wind and clouds were surging, as if a shocking wind was blowing, a scene of destruction and destruction.

With just one glance, Han Chen's heart was terrified to the extreme, and he didn't dare to have the slightest distraction, so he withdrew his gaze and ran away with all his might.

Just as Han Chen ran out of the two hundred meters away, the huge golden sword light tore through the air and finally slashed down.

Rumble!

The energy was raging, the storm was swirling, and the violent shock wave spread out like a stormy wave.

All around, whether it was earth, trees, or rocks, the book collapsed and exploded, and the north was completely destroyed.

The speed of the shock wave is extremely fast. caught up with Han Chen in the blink of an eye, but Han Chen didn't have time to react at all, and was directly hit.

burst

In an instant, Han Chen was like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, and he directly threw it away, and the person spit out several mouthfuls of blood in his mouth.

Flew straight out of the middle for forty or fifty meters, breaking seven or eight big trees in the middle, before finally stopping and rolling to the ground.

Violent shocks. Jean's Han Chen opened his mouth and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Now. How similar Han Chen's previous Ouyang Shu was, but Han Chen's physical body was many times stronger than the latter, although his whole body was in severe pain, but fortunately, it was not too serious to be injured.

Struggling to get up from the ground. Look around. Han Chen was stunned.

I saw the dense and deep forest before. At this time, it was completely turned into a wasteland, the earth was shattered, and not a single grass was grown. The wasteland is positively large. It covers a radius of more than ten miles.

Suddenly, Han Chen's gaze shrank tightly, and his face was full of horror.

I saw that not far from Ouyang Shu and the others, a huge crack directly opened in the ground.

It is more than 30 meters long and four or five meters wide, because it is too far away, but I don't know how deep the road is, but it will definitely not be shallow.

"What a terrible sword"

Han Chen clearly remembered that the place where the crack was located was the place where he was before, that is, that crack was caused by the huge golden sword light before.

Sou!

At this moment, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and I saw a middle-aged man in a black robe, holding an ancient long sword, slowly falling from the sky.

Looking at the middle-aged man, Han Chen's eyes were full of solemnity.

"Mu Lu!"

Although he had never seen the latter, at this time, he was extremely sure.

Han Chen guessed correctly, the person who came was indeed Mu Lu who came quickly after receiving the news from Ouyang Shu.

With a slight tap of his toes, he landed firmly on the ground, his eyes staring at Han Chen's body for a moment, and the tyrannical killing intent in his eyes surged wildly.

Suddenly, he frowned, withdrew his gaze, and glanced at Ouyang Shu, who was already dead not far away, who was here, and he already knew the truth.

He also saw the scene where he was killed by Han Chen's sword before, so there was not much surprise at this time.

It's just that what happened to the corpses of the other warriors who fell to the ground?

His eyes swept over one by one, and in just a moment, Mu Li's face was completely gloomy, and the pleasure of finding Han Chen in his heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only endless anger.

Because he found that the other more than forty corpses of martial artists lying down, except for one person, were all disciples of his Wan Bing Zhai, and all of them were deacon-level disciples.

At this moment, in addition to endless anger in Mu Lu's heart, blood was also dripping at the same time.

More than 40 deacon disciples are more than 40 sword spirits! What a blow this is to Wan Bing Zhai, you must know that Lu Dao, all his deacon disciples in the entire Wan Bing Zhai are only one hundred and seventy-three.

And plus the more than fifty people who were killed by Han Chen before, adding up, that is more than ninety, which is equivalent to half of it all at once!

"Ahem, don't you feel very distressed!" Covering his chest, Han Chen coughed slightly, then looked at Mu Lu and sneered.

Hearing Han Chen's words, Mu Li's eyes glared angrily, and an astonishing aura rushed into the sky, like a peerless sword, emitting an endless edge, shattering the clouds in the air, and then suppressing Han Chen.

Han Chen's pupils shrank, the soles of his feet stomped fiercely on the ground, and his body was like an arrow off the string, and he exploded backwards at an extremely fast speed.

It's a pity that it's still a step slow.

The breath was suppressed, Han Chen was shocked, opened his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood again, and the strong physical strength and true yuan in his body directly collapsed from the north earthquake, and his body was thrown backwards at an extremely fast speed, falling more than thirty meters away.

Mu Lu's eyes were gloomy, his face was cold, and he stared at Han Chen with a cold face, and his steps moved slowly, walking towards Han Chen.

"You're good!" "An indifferent but endless cold voice slowly sounded: "Originally, I just wanted to cut off your head to sacrifice the spirit of the madman in the sky!"

As the voice slowly sounded, Mu Lu's footsteps slowly increased.

"But I've changed my mind now. I will use a knife to cut off the flesh and skin of your body piece by piece, and tear off the bones of your body one by one. I'm going to let you die of the pain of cutting your flesh and bones!"

When he said the last word, Mu Lu's voice had become extremely cold. His face was distorted, and his eyes glowed bloodthirsty red.

When the voice fell, his figure flashed, like lightning, and he blasted towards Han Chen.

Lying on the ground, Han Chen had a wry smile on his face, he didn't expect Mu Li's strength to be so terrifying.

Just the suppression of the breath actually shocked the true yuan in his body and directly collapsed, and the cyclone was even more damaged. It looks a little sluggish.

Besides. The muscles and bones in his body were also traumatized, although it was not too serious, but it made him unable to gather strength in a short period of time.

It can be said that Han Chen at this time is a wasted person. I don't even have the strength to get up from the ground.

Feel the tyrannical aura of Mu Lu that is rapidly approaching. Han Chen mustered up his strongest strength. yelled, "Old guy, don't make a move." You're going to collect my body!"

"No one can save you today!"

Hearing Han Chen's voice, Mu Lu, who had already come to Han Chen's side, smiled coldly and said.

When the words fell, his figure flashed, disappeared suddenly, and the next moment, suddenly appeared in front of Han Chen, the sword light flashed, and the sixth-grade lower-level spiritual weapon, the incomparable sharp sword body of the wolf tooth sword, slashed towards Han Chen, who was lying motionless on the ground.

The half-step Sword Emperor shot, even the simplest move, would turn decay into magic, and burst out with extremely powerful power.

At this time, Mu Lu did not spare his hand, although he did not want to take Han Chen's life, but if he was really beheaded, Han Chen's entire right arm would be completely cut off.

The blade of the sword slashes rapidly, and the speed is extremely fast.

The long sword rapidly expanded in Han Chen's eyes, and in the next moment, Han Chen's right arm would be completely separated.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"The half-step Sword Emperor also wants to take the life of my Guiguzi disciple!

As the voice fell, the next moment, in Mu Lu's frightened gaze, a slightly illusory finger appeared like lightning from the center of Han Chen's eyebrows, and pointed at the tip of the wolf's tooth sword.

Bite!

Mu Lu only felt a strong attack, his arm shook, and his body was even more uncontrollable, and he was thrown backwards directly.

In mid-air, a mouthful of fishy sweetness surged up, and Mu Lu opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ignoring anything else, Mu Lu's heart moved, and the true yuan in his body operated rapidly, instantly crushing and refining the vigorous force that poured into his body, and then his waist and hips twisted and fell to the ground.

"Who are you?" raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and looked at the old man beside Han Chen who suddenly appeared beside him with jealousy, and shouted.

With an old face and an illusory body, this old man is naturally Guiguzi who shot in time.

Facing Mu Lu's question, Guiguzi just glanced at the latter lightly, and didn't pay attention to it, but turned to look at Han Chen, and said with a smile: "Boy, how is it?

Hearing this, Han Chen rolled his eyes and waved his hand to show that there was nothing wrong, but he said quite dissatisfiedly: "If you don't make a move just now, you will really collect my body." ”

"Hehe, my disciple of Guiguzi, it's not so easy to die!" Guiguzi smiled slightly, then turned around and looked at Mu Lu not far away.

Touching Guiguzi's gaze, Mu Li's heart tightened, the latter's gaze was not sharp, nor pressing, not even the slightest special, but he felt a faint chill, and suddenly his heart couldn't help but be more cautious.

"He's the old man's disciple!" Guiguzi pointed at Han Chen, and said slowly with an indifferent face, "You want to kill him?"

Although there had been a guess for a long time, when he really heard Guiguzi say this, Mu Li's heart couldn't help but sink.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Lu looked at Guiguzi, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, the Lingtu not only killed my only son, but also slaughtered hundreds of disciples of my sect. As the saying goes, murder pays for life, and blood debts must be paid with blood. ”

"I hope that the seniors will teach the disciples to Mu!" In view of the strong strength shown by Guiguzi before, Mu Li did not dare to be too presumptuous, but spoke in a much more respectful tone.

A smile appeared on Guiguzi's face, which made Mu Li's heart feel slightly relieved, but the next moment, the words he said made Mu Li's face completely gloomy.

"Oh, what if I don't say yes?"

"Senior, do you want to connive and cover up? You must know that if this matter spreads out, it will not be good for your reputation!" Mu Lu stared at Guiguzi with cold eyes, trying to put pressure on Guiguzi with a reputation.

"Hahaha!" Hearing this, Guiguzi laughed, "It's just to kill a few scum." ”

"My disciple of Guiguzi, no one in the world can kill me!" The tone was full of endless wildness and domineering. (To be continued......)