Chapter 361: The Art of Sealing the Sword

In the eyes of Liu Yan and others, Mu Hao's thin figure was as unattainable as a mountain, and at the same time, the unpretentious Shetian Ancient Sword in his hand also exuded an incomparably domineering momentum. A sword came from the west, as if an immortal had fallen into the mortal dust, with an indescribable demeanor, dispersing the sword qi in the sky, as if the whole sky was pressed down, suppressing the dancing sword qi, and pushing back the strong wind that came to the face.

"Nine swords are one after another!" Qin Huan's handsome face also had an incredible color, but the chill in his eyes was surging, and he raised his sword and swung it, stabbing out one after another in an extremely terrifying way, sword after sword, overlapping within the ripeness, and the nine dazzling sword lights completely overlapped together. Suddenly, I saw a brilliant light, extremely violent, and finally in the discolored eyes of the people around him, he collided fiercely with Mu Hao's sword.

The sonorous sound, if the meteorites outside the sky collided, the stunning sword light and the dazzling sword light met in the wind and snow, the wind and snow were extinguished, and the incomparable sword qi diffused out, like the aftermath of a nuclear explosion, and leaked out fiercely to the surroundings. The surrounding disciples of the Red Void Palace were bloodless, and they quickly retreated, fearing that they would be swept away by the aftermath. At the same time, everyone's eyes were staring straight, staring at the wind and snow where the sword light was extinguished without blinking. There, two figures crisscrossed each other, sparks bursting out, and their figures were completely unrecognizable, but the only thing everyone could be sure of was that the two sides were evenly matched.

But is it really just evenly matched? The stunning sword light appeared from time to time, dispersing the sword qi within a radius of several zhang, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Qin Huan's pace gradually became a little hurried. Immediately after, Qin Huan's figure retreated a few steps backwards. On the other hand, Mu Hao stood with his hands in his hands, standing still.

A familiar scene appeared in everyone's eyes again, and Qin Huan was hit again. Buffett and Yang Xiu glanced at each other and pinched each other's waists, until the pain came, and the two swallowed hard in disbelief. Buffett muttered in a low voice: "Senior Brother Yang Xiu, are you sure that this person is Qin Huan, it shouldn't be an impostor!"

"If those Tianquan Pavilion disciples weren't blind, this person would be Qin Huan. Yang Xiu muttered.

The disciples of the Tianquan Pavilion were dumbfounded, in their eyes, Qin Huan was an invincible existence in the Tianquan Pavilion, and only the leaders of the Tianquan Pavilion could suppress it. And in the Seven Pavilions of the Red Void, the only ones who could suppress Qin Huan were those demonic disciples of the Tianshu Pavilion. Catching up with the emotionally mixed gazes around him, Qin Huan slowly raised his head and stared at Mu Hao gloomily, these disbelief and stunned gazes cut into his heart like a knife blade.

Qin Huan's whole face became extremely hideous at this moment, and blood trickled down the palm of his hand on the hilt of the sword, and he said coldly: "Even in the selection competition, few people have forced me to such an embarrassing situation. You guy, who is just a sixth-layer god, actually has this means. Hmph, then, you're also entitled to let me use my hole cards that I haven't used so far!"

Looking at Qin Huan, whose face was hideous, Mu Hao's brows furrowed slightly, and he had a vague bad premonition in his heart.

"Xi Qin Feng Sword Technique, Solution!" The corners of Qin Huan's mouth provoked a touch of coldness, and his smile was cold: "The power of the peak of the ninth layer of the god is not limited to this, next, this palace will let you know how big the impact of the gap in cultivation is!"

Before the words fell, Qin Huan's left hand slowly spread out. In an instant, Qin Huan's whole person's momentum was like a loose horse, galloping out wantonly. An aura that was even more terrifying than before permeated Qin Huan's body. The sudden change made Buffett and the others look stunned and breathless, Qin Huan at this moment was even more terrifying than before, like a crazy demon beast.

The old man of the Zhengong Pavilion flashed over, standing on a towering palace pavilion, looking at this scene, his brows furrowed slightly: "Xiqin Feng Sword Technique! Seal the disciple's sword qi in his own dantian, tearing the dantian and meridians all the time, and if he is not careful, the entire dantian and meridians will be shattered!"

"Looking at this Qin Huan's appearance, his mastery of this Western Qin Sealing Sword Technique is not very deep, at most it is only to the point of perfection!"

"But even if it's just to the point of perfection, once the seal is lifted, this kid's strength will skyrocket several times. The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Mu Hao, who was standing with his hands in his hands, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes: "How are you going to deal with it next?" Although the sword momentum is terrifying, it is difficult to make up for the gap between the two in the case of such a huge gap in cultivation!"

Qin Huan stared at Mu Hao coldly, stretched his body slightly, and an incomparably powerful force flowed in his palm: "Next, I won't give you a chance to continue struggling!"

As soon as Qin Ying's voice fell, an incomparably terrifying aura instantly raged between heaven and earth, and the rapidly falling snow turned into a pool of ice water. Qin Huan looked at Mu Hao solemnly, his palm slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the incomparably powerful mana surged. The incomparable sword qi crisscrossed out, and the place where Qin Huan was standing was immediately covered with sword marks, densely packed, making people feel shocked.

The audience was silent, and Buffett said heavily: "I just know that he has mastered a terrifying magic technique of the Western Qin royal family, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying!"

A terrifying aura rippled out, and the disciples of the Tianquan Pavilion standing on both sides all felt a sense of depression. After half a ring, these Heavenly Power Pavilion disciples shouted wildly: "The leader is only really moving now, this new leader will die a miserable death!"

"I knew that the leader must have other means! Tsk, this aura is enough to compare to those strong people who have just entered the Refining Void Realm!"

The sound of discussion rose up, and countless eyes with different emotions flowed between Mu Hao and Qin Huan.

"This kind of feeling of power in the body is so refreshing!Little bastard, within a hundred breaths, I will kill you!" A hideous color appeared on Qin Huan's face, Qin Huan's body arched slightly, and his whole body swept forward at an extremely terrifying speed, and the smooth and hard ground cracked instantly. The long sword in Qin Huan's hand groaned, like a comet crashing in: "The king is in the world!"

"Sonorous!" a deafening roar resounded through the sky. Yang Xiu and the others covered their ears one after another, looking at Qin Huan with shocked faces. The sword is not fully deployed, and its momentum is so immense. Countless sword qi outlined and danced wildly, the cold wind was like a knife, and the sword was deadly!

Mu Hao's calm eyes flashed with a touch of solemnity. This Western Qin Sealing Sword Technique is indeed a terrifying magic technique. Mu Hao's figure is like a glimpse of floating light, fluctuating, and the mystery of his heavenly thunder and lightning footwork is vividly embodied by him. But even so, every time Mu Hao's feet did not hit the ground, in the void of heaven and earth, there was immediately a sword qi that surged up, making Mu Hao unable to guard against it.

Seeing that Mu Hao's offensive was blocked, Qin Huan's cold eyes swelled with a piercing killing intent. Suddenly, the long sword in his hand soared into the sky, opening and closing, invincible, and the entire wind and snow were filled with sword shadows. At the same time, the debut cracks burst out on the bluestone slabs, and each of Qin Huan's swords was full of domineering power, destroying the ten directions with one force.

At this moment, the terrifying powerhouse of the ninth layer of the god transformation was truly displayed in everyone's sight. Seeing this reversal scene, Buffett broke out in a cold sweat, and this Qin Huan seemed to be hanging. Liu Yan and Yang Xiu looked at this scene, their faces turned slightly pale, this Qin Huan's strength is too strong!

"Bell, bell!!" The sound of gold and iron clashing continued, and the terrifying sword aura set off ripples. In the face of Qin Ying's terrifying attack, Mu Hao's body did not retreat, and every time he tapped his toes, he was as light as a wild goose, narrowly avoiding the sweeping long sword, and then the ancient sword fell out violently.

Looking at Mu Hao, whose speed had obviously increased, Qin Huan sneered, just blocking Mu Hao's Shetian Ancient Sword. The entire long sword slammed down on Mu Hao's sword body with fierce strength.

"Sonorous!" The deafening sound pierced the sky, and suddenly the sparks burst out, and Mu Hao's brows twisted slightly. The strength of the fear made Mu Hao's palm feel a little damp, even if Mu Hao tried his best to control his body, he still retreated a few steps backwards.

"The sword momentum can certainly make my offensive more terrifying. However, this increase is still limited!" Mu Hao's mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and his palm quickly clenched and stretched out again, dispelling the numbness. But on the other hand, Qin Huan only took half a step back. The gap between the two can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, and the disciples of Tianquan Pavilion have shown playful expressions: "Completely crushed, no backhand, the leader is mighty!"