Thousands of long swords flickered with a strange luster and floated in mid-air, such a scene was really amazing.

Huan Qingqing was well-informed, and he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, staring at the top of the martial arts arena in amazement. Then as if thinking of something, he stomped his feet angrily, and said angrily: "This Mu Xiuhan is really a scum, he actually uses the righteous sword technique to fight the enemy, and he is still the peerless sword technique of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect." It's over....."

Liu Yibai said strangely: "Why is it over?"

Qing Qing glanced at him like an idiot, and said, "Are you stupid, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was the leader of the martial arts righteous path more than a hundred years ago, and now that Mu Xiuhan has obtained the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he is naturally a member of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect." Doesn't this hide his identity as a disciple of Wenxiang Valley?"

Liu Yibai's eyes couldn't help but stare and said, "So..... Isn't that more righteous people falling into his clutches?"

"It seems like this....."

......

Mu Xiuhan couldn't help but be very proud when he saw that all the righteous path leaders on the Guanwu platform were looking sideways. This Ten Thousand Swords Sect's swordsmanship is really not easy to obtain, half of it is due to chance, and the other half is because he is not afraid of death.

With this set of swordsmanship that used to lead the leading sect of the righteous path, he can lurk in the righteous path very well after that.

"Open a sect, rebuild the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and restore the grandeur of the past!" Mu Xiuhan couldn't help but have a look of madness in his eyes, this idea was not unheard of before, but it couldn't help but be even worse under the rendering of today's atmosphere.

"It's fun to think about. ”

Hastily!

Thousands of long swords floating in the air suddenly burst out of a broken sword with a slender body and a pitch-black black one. It left a pitch-black sword shadow in the air, and appeared in front of Mu Xiuhan in a daze, constantly making the sound of 'Zheng Zheng' and 'Zheng Zheng', as if he was excited.

Mu Xiuhan looked at this 'Mao Sui self-recommended' broken sword with interest, and said with a smile: "You are really bold. ”

"Still, I just like this kind of boldness. ”

After speaking, the broken sword seemed to be psychic, and slowly fell in front of the palm of his right hand.

Mu Xiuhan held the hilt of the sword, and suddenly felt that the sword body was extremely heavy, and it was more than ten times heavier than an ordinary long sword. He stared at the jet-black sword body with a strange expression for a while, and said in surprise: "It turned out to be a broken sword made of black essence and black iron, no wonder you are so confident that you dare to fly by yourself." ”

After Mu Xiuhan held the broken sword, the thousands of long swords floating in the air suddenly vibrated wildly, letting out bursts of wails, as if they were wronged children, it was really strange.

Although Lu Yaoyi was shocked by the strange scene in front of her, she quickly calmed down. The spiritual quality of the disciples of the Ice God Valley was indeed extraordinary, more than one step higher than that of other ordinary sects.

"What about the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it is our Ice God Valley who is now in charge of the righteous path of martial arts. Lu Yaoyi couldn't help but have a trace of fighting intent in her heart, but she didn't dare to bully her.

'The shadow of the human bark tree', no matter how much he despises the swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he doesn't dare to be careless. The internal force quietly accumulated in his palm, and three ice blades condensed in mid-air in an instant, attacking several big points in Mu Xiuhan's middle school, Baihui, and Jizhong with lightning speed.

Renzhong and Baihui are all dead holes, not that Lu Yaoyi is trembling and vicious, but she expects that these ice blades will not hurt Mu Xiuhan at all, but she just wants to test it first and find out the routine of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's swordsmanship.

Before Mu Xiuhan could make a move, three long swords had already swooped down in the air, cutting off the three ice blades one by one, and then returned to mid-air without moving.

"Yaoyi, you're quite ruthless. ”

Lu Yaoyi's face couldn't help but heat up when she heard it, but she didn't dare to open her mouth to fight back, for fear that she would catch his way like just now.

The three ice blades just now were easily dissolved by Mu Xiuhan, and she felt a little bottom in her heart. It seems that the chance of defeating Mu Xiuhan by attacking from a distance is really slim, and he can only fight in close combat.

The Ice God Valley has always been famous for its palm skills, and its subordinate master, the 'Ice Palm', is even more supreme.

It is rumored that the ancestor of the Ice God Valley once said when he created this palm method: "The palm is better than the fist, the palm finger is farther than the fist, the bottom of the palm is not easy to hurt the wrist, the contact area of the palm edge is small, and the lethality is stronger." ”

Therefore, using a palm is more powerful than using a fist, so the 'Ice Palm' has been passed down like this, not the Ice Fist or something.

Lu Yaoyi's true qi in his body is majestic, unfathomable, and his breath is like a sword. The two of them were ten zhang apart, and according to her speed, they could come to Mu Xiuhan in about twenty-five or six steps. Her steps were extremely slow at first, but then she slowly accelerated, looking at the momentum, and when she rushed in front of Mu Xiuhan, it was the time when her body functions gradually reached their peak with the movement of her steps.

Mu Xiuhan obviously didn't expect Lu Yaoyi to say nothing, so he shot straight out. He still maintained his calm and relaxed appearance, but his body suddenly sank half a minute, as if he wanted to jump up at any time.

Nine long swords had already rushed out of the air to block Lu Yaoyi's way, she couldn't help but be slightly angry, these broken swords were also very annoying, with these thousands of swords to protect Mu Xiuhan, even if she was not annoyed to death, she would have to die of exhaustion.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, the air suddenly condensed, and the nine long swords were frozen in mid-air, with different postures.

Mu Xiuhan's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his sword to meet him.

The broken sword weighed as much as a thousand pounds, and Sheng Sheng retreated Lu Yao to a few zhang away.

This round seemed to have the upper hand of Mu Xiuhan, but he felt really uncomfortable in his heart. The Ice God Valley's cold palm is not only as cold as the surface, but it also carries dark energy in the palm.

This dark energy drilled from the body of the broken sword to his hand, and then from his hand to the eight veins of the Qi Jing. His whole body's true qi seemed to be frozen, and his true qi ran like a mire.

Lu Yaoyi couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw that Mu Xiuhan had suffered a secret loss.

It seems that hand-to-hand combat really works, no matter how strong his swordsmanship is, as long as he comes into contact with his own cold ice palm, it is difficult to get rid of the encroachment of dark energy on his body, as long as he receives a few more palms from himself, then he will probably not be able to use internal force at that time, so he can only obediently admit defeat.

was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but Mu Xiuhan suddenly looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and sighed leisurely as if looking at the scenery: "It's not happy to see each other, it's like not seeing each other!"

Lu Yaoyi was ready to go, ready to fight hard, but for no reason she felt the breath of danger. This is the master's unique spiritual sense, or a woman's sixth sense.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" Mu Xiuhan's long hair fluttered, and he flew into the air in mid-air, looking up to the sky and shouting.

Suddenly, the thousands of long swords floating in the air seemed to be hit with chicken blood, buzzing and buzzing, and all of them stabbed towards Lu Yaoyi.

If this is stabbed, even a hedgehog will not be able to carry a thousand thorns on its back.

Lu Yaoyi's eyes were dilated, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

She has a good mind, but she has never seen such a battle. Thousands of long swords, each with a sharp sword aura, equivalent to thousands of masters in the early stage of sword qi out of the body slapping her in the face.

Biting her soft tongue hard, the faint smell of blood continued to stimulate her taste buds, and suddenly made her a little less afraid.

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"