Qiu Lan, Feng Xiao and the others had just dispersed the big array, when they heard the arrogant laughter of the yellow-clothed monk, they were all inexplicably indignant in their hearts.

"Thief, Hugh is rampant!" Feng Xiao's face turned cold, and he raised his finger and scolded angrily!

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Mu Qinghan raised his head and looked at the yellow-clothed monk standing with the sword more than ten zhang above his head, and with a wave of his right hand, a cold sword qi struck at the yellow-clothed monk like a long rainbow.

"Carving insect skills!" The yellow-clothed monk looked at the sword qi that was slashing quickly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the seal in his right hand changed, and a blood-colored giant sword that lingered with fire light conjured out of thin air, slashing towards the silver sword qi with great speed.

Guo Xu's eyes shrank, he was so skillful in aura transformation, and this blood-colored giant sword was burning with angry flames, obviously this was not an ordinary aura transformation technique.

I only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the silver sword qi and the blood-colored giant sword slammed into each other.

Under the blow of the silver sword qi, the blood-colored giant sword immediately shrank by half, but the silver sword qi turned into a streamer and dissipated, and the blood-colored giant sword still went castrate and struck towards Mu Qinghan.

"Miss, be careful!" but it was Qiu Lan who exclaimed, and she had already stood up.

The blood-colored giant sword rushed like thunder and slashed down towards Mu Qinghan's head, but Mu Qinghan had a calm face, as if he didn't see the attacking blood sword.

Just as the blood-colored giant sword was about to fall, an accident abruptly occurred, and the cold silver sword of Sandaosen rose up in the wind, slashing at the blood-colored giant sword with great speed.

With a soft "click", the blood-colored giant sword turned into a cloud of red mist and dissipated, while the silver sword was like three lightning bolts, and it struck towards the yellow-clothed monk with great speed.

"How so!" exclaimed the yellow-clothed monk's complexion.

Guo Xu's complexion also changed, this method of gathering and dispersing sword qi was obviously a profound sword technique, which was similar to the stacking wave sword technique he had mastered, but this subtle and mysterious place was obviously very different.

"Go!" the yellow-clad monk's hands fluttered, and three miniature fiery snakes quickly conjured in front of him, their eyes shining like rubies, and their red scales shining with a faint and evil light.

The fire snake that the Yellow Monk hastily conjured up was also an astonishingly powerful spiritual skill.

"Po, po, po!" Three crisp sounds, three silver sword qi and the mini fire snake clashed, only to see three red lights flickering and extinguishing, it was not clear whether the sword qi cut off the fire snake, or the fire snake devoured the sword qi.

"Slash!" Another sneer, Mu Qinghan was dressed in white like a Nine Heavens Fairy, flying in the air, and when he raised his hand, the silver sword qi struck towards the yellow-clothed monk like a storm.

The yellow-clothed monk had already recovered from the shock just now, and he was also not to be outdone, and suddenly a red golden crow appeared under his feet, and the flying sword that had been flying with the sword was waved, and the fiery red sword qi fell from the sky like red fluttering.

The red "fluttering" seemed to be slow and fast, as if it was woven into a red canopy falling from the sky, cutting off and intercepting the torrent-like silver sword qi.

"Good swordsmanship!" Su Han also stood up, the swordsmanship displayed by Mu Qinghan and the yellow-clothed monk in this battle made him who loved swords like an obsession with his blood gushing and his heart was fascinated.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, his face darkened again, as if he remembered something.

"Slash again!" With the words, Mu Qinghan's sword momentum changed again, and the torrent of sword qi suddenly converged into a silver giant sword with the size of a thousand zhang, and the giant sword slashed towards the yellow-clothed monk with the power of slashing the heavens and the earth.

"Hmph! Ziyang Electric Sword!" The yellow-clothed monk shouted, not to be outdone, and the red fluttering in the sky turned into a series of extremely agile blood-colored electric lights in the blink of an eye, striking towards the hilt of the silver giant sword.

This is to hit the full force, attack one point, in order to break the enemy.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the giant sword disintegrated, and the blood-colored electric light was annihilated. This move is evenly matched.

This blow seemed to inspire the arrogance of Mu Qinghan and the yellow-clothed monk, and the two of them did not keep it anymore, and all kinds of strange tricks and tricks were wonderful, and they used their respective stunts to press the bottom of the box.

Mu Qinghan used the Thunder Sound Soul Sword again, and the silver sword light in the sky was accompanied by rumbling thunder, and she seemed to be incarnated as a thunder god who walked between heaven and earth and punished on behalf of the sky.

And the yellow-clothed monk also showed all his skills, his left hand seal flew over, and countless "red butterflies" with bloody breath flew all over the sky.

The flying red butterfly flapped its weak wings, but it was this seemingly small red butterfly that often swallowed up the fierce sword qi.

This red butterfly is a well-known spiritual technique of the Ziyang Sect, called "Butterfly Dance", which seems to be weak but is actually strong.

The blood-colored sword qi in the swing of the yellow-clothed monk's right hand changed in a thousand ways, and suddenly it became blood-colored electric light, and suddenly it turned into red lotus, blood-colored stars in the sky, and so on.

It's just that the methods of the yellow-clothed monk can only resist Mu Qinghan's thunderous and incomparably powerful Lei Yin Zhen Soul Sword, and in the blink of an eye, dozens or hundreds of moves passed, and the two of them fought on par!

San Wu's eyes widened, the fat on his face trembled, and he muttered: "Could it be that the peerless Tianjiao who has broken through the extreme realm in this world is a cabbage?"

This came from nowhere, and the yellow-clothed monk who rashly broke into the formation was actually the legendary peerless Tianjiao!

He couldn't help but be shocked, this kind of peerless pride that only exists in legends and can not be seen by ordinary monks in his life, he actually met three in just a few months!

Not only Sanwu, Feng Xiao, and Su Han were also shocked inexplicably, and Qiu Lan obviously knew something, she rubbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, and her face was full of worry.

As for Guo Xu, he watched the battle between the two of them for a long time, and with his current eyes, he could naturally observe the mystery of these two people's shots clearly.

Mu Qinghan and this unknown yellow-clothed monk are both rare existences that have entered the extreme realm, both of them are leaders in the sect, and they have undergone systematic cultivation and learning, and the battle between the two has benefited him a lot.

Suddenly, Guo Xu's complexion changed, and he muttered, "Is it going to be decided so soon?"

The yellow-clothed monk who was still fighting with Mu Qinghan suddenly shook his body, and the aura that was drumming all over his body seemed to be a deflated ball, and the power of the yellow-clothed monk's shot fell rapidly without warning.

How could Mu Qinghan miss this kind of opportunity, with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the thunderous sword qi was like a silver match that fell from the Nine Heavens, and it enveloped the yellow-clothed monk in an instant.

The yellow-clothed monk's face showed horror, and his hands were flying and he was about to deal with it, but he suddenly snorted, his body staggered, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but this move was slow for a moment.

And it was just such an instant that the domineering sword qi was like a silver torrent that annihilated the yellow-clothed monk in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!" and the yellow-clothed monk quickly fell from mid-air.

A large transparent hole had been broken between the yellow-clothed monk's chest and abdomen, and his internal organs had been shattered, and he was covered in blood.

His eyes were wide open, his face still shocked and incredulous, he had actually fallen under this sword.

"This ...... How so...... Why don't you dodge ......" Mu Qinghan flew down beside the yellow-clothed monk, but she was pale and at a loss at the moment, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

"Miss, great, you finally won, now your marriage contract with him should be dissolved. Qiu Lan ran over with an excited face, and before the person arrived, she shouted happily.

It's just that when she got closer, when she saw the tragic state of the yellow-clothed monk, her face instantly turned pale, and she exclaimed, "Miss...... Miss, this man...... How did this man die...... Dead ......"

Mu Qinghan looked at the corpse of the yellow-clothed monk with a blank face, and did not make a sound.

"Whoosh!" A few times, Guo Xu, Feng Xiao and several people also came over one after another, and everyone did not speak when they saw the tragic situation of the yellow-clothed monk.

There was silence.

An exclamation broke the silence of the scene, "Miss, look, this person is not Wang Yin, not Wang Yin!"

Her voice was panicked and filled with joy and relief, as if the mistake had not been made and could still be reversed.

Mu Qinghan came back to her senses when she heard this, and after a closer look, she also let out a long breath, this yellow-clothed monk had a thin face, Qingqi, not the embarrassed Wang Yin she had seen in the jade slip.

"Chakumen, what's going on, can you solve Guo Xu's confusion?" Guo Xu's brows furrowed, he set up the formation this time, it was all the starling's begging, and he didn't ask why.

It's just that at this moment, the unknown peerless Tianjiao yellow-clothed monk has fallen inexplicably, which makes him feel a little uneasy, and he also has a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Not only Guo Xu, Feng Xiao, San Wu, and Su Han also looked at Mu Qinghan with an inquiring expression.

It's just that Mu Qinghan didn't seem to hear Guo Xu's question, his face was still cold and silent.

After a long time, Qiu Lan was the first to speak, and said apologetically: "Guo Gongzi, I'm really sorry, we killed the wrong person this time!"

As soon as Qiu Lan's words came out, Guo Xu and the others were all at a loss, and immediately looked at her in shock.

Qiu Lan bit her lip, glanced at Mu Qinghan with both eyes, and then looked at Guo Xu and the others, as if she had made up her mind, and then said: "Guo Gongzi, the matter has come to this, and Qiu Lan is not hiding it." ”

"This time, I am here with Miss to ask the Tianjiao Wang Yin of the Ziyang Sect to gamble to dissolve the marriage contract between Miss and him. ”

"What??, Wang Yin of the Ziyang Sect, but the son of the head of the Ziyang Sect?" Feng Xiao exclaimed in surprise when he heard this.

"That's right, it's this person!" Qiu Lan's face was calm, she glanced at Mu Qinghan and continued: "The Purple Yang Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect have recently formed an alliance with each other for a major matter, but the two sides don't trust each other. ”

Later, Ziyang Zhangjiao proposed to let his son Wang Yin and Miss marry him. Both of them are the sons of the sect, one is the son of the sect, and the other is the sword species, which is the right match, in order to open the hundred years of peace of the two factions. ”

Qiu Lan said this, her voice paused, and her tone was also a little resentful, and continued: "It's just that they came here and asked Miss what she meant?

"Hmph, how can Miss's life happiness be buried in his hands. ”