Chapter 177: Night Ziyang Dies

"Huh!", the sword weapon seeping with cold light turned in vain, and the stacked sword shadows were like ocean waves, wave after wave, setting off a sword sound similar to the waves, buzzing. The fluttering sword shadow carried an aura like a storm crashing on the shore, terrifying, and a sword that shook the sky. The sword weapon glowing with cold light, under the unsparing exertion of Ye Ziyang, a sword is faster than a sword.

"Senior Brother Night's soaring steps are even more terrifying than ever. The master once said that if the heaven-shattering sword moves, the sword carries the momentum of breaking the sky, and the attainment of the senior brother's earth-shattering sword is estimated to have reached the point of perfection!" Watching this scene from afar, there was also a lot of commotion among the disciples of Miluo Palace. Especially the disciples of Miluo Palace, who were familiar with this earth-shattering sword, had a burning adoration flashing in their eyes.

Shen Yueru's eyebrows were also filled with a hint of surprise, and he muttered to himself: "It's a great achievement, no wonder Ye Ziyang, a soft egg, dared to argue with me, and was almost trapped!" Sun Hao grinned, especially when he saw the light breeze in the corner of Mu Hao's eyes, he knew that this sword could not help Mu Hao, this was a feeling and trust that could not be described in words.

The blue sleeved robe fluttered slightly, Mu Hao's head was slightly lowered, but his eyes were fixed on the sword shadows that rushed like waves, and the breath of the whole person was annihilated in it. It has changed, and this sword, whether it is strong or fast, is much more terrifying than before.

"Hum!", Mu Hao's white right hand shook imperceptibly, and the golden iron reef in his hand was a little cold, and it was raised violently. The sword, like water, the dark sword light like water, revealed an astonishing sharpness. With boundless and endless coldness, as if for a moment, as if in an ice cellar, the shadow of the sword stacked in the dark was in the eyes, and Mu Hao's figure could not be seen.

"Sonorous!", a crisp impact sounded, swaying in the wind, the sword light was like water, and there was a sharp edge in the elegance. This sharp edge is like an invisible giant hand, tearing apart the oppression brought by the night purple sun, and the sword shadow that fills the sky. In the burst of sparks, Ye Ziyang's pale Jun face showed a look of disbelief, what kind of sword move is this. Although this devastating sword momentum is not as wide as its own earth-shattering sword, it is like this moonlight, full of fierce killing power. Like a trickle of sword moves, it contains terrifying strength and endless destructive power.

"Oooo This scene fell into the eyes of everyone like a thunderbolt from the sky, especially the disciples of Miluo Palace who spoke out before, their faces were full of horror and disbelief.

The breeze rose suddenly, and Mu Hao's figure did not stop because of the retreat of the night purple sun. The Moon Water Shadow Sword, each of its strengths was stronger than the previous sword, and the strength of the two swords seemed to be superimposed together. Ye Ziyang's face turned white, and a sword was raised upward, which was even more fierce and fierce than the previous sword.

It's just that Ye Ziyang's sword was seen through by Mu Hao in an instant. The trajectory of its sword stabbing was presented in Mu Hao's eyes without the slightest deviation, the sword turned slightly, the Dao sword shadow suddenly deviated, and the cold blade staggered along the blade of the night purple sun, and shrouded towards the night purple sun. Suddenly, Ye Ziyang's face changed greatly, and he picked up half of the sword weapon and was about to spin, but a faint sword light like water, with a fierce killing intent, suddenly appeared, and in the next moment, it appeared at Ye Ziyang's throat with great accuracy.

The sword body is slightly cold, revealing fierceness, and the sword light is slightly cold, scattering murderous intent. When Mu Hao's sword pointed at Ye Ziyang's throat, the whole world seemed to fall into a deathly silence. Countless eyes with different emotions stared directly at the blue-robed figure, and the thin figure looked extremely tall at this moment.

"Mu Hao!" Ye Ziyang's throat rolled slightly, swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, and looked directly at the evil face in front of him, his eyes were full of shock, and his voice was no longer as confident as before: "I'm defeated!"

"I'm defeated!", these three seemed to have exhausted the strength of Ye Ziyang's whole body, and his eyes became dull in vain, so far, he had an unacceptable feeling, in the head-on confrontation, he was defeated. Overnight, Ziyang's eyes brightened again: "I am not an ordinary disciple of Miluo Palace, if I die in your hands, you will inevitably have some trouble." As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, and you ...... enemies."

"Poof!", a touch of scarlet red suddenly appeared, and the cold tip of the sword instantly pierced Ye Ziyang's neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Ye Ziyang covered his throat with both hands, stared at Mu Hao, struggling, trying to say the next words, but he didn't expect that Mu Hao didn't even have this time.

"Plop!", Ye Ziyang's body fell to the ground, and he died of exhaustion. Mu Hao calmly looked at the dead night Ziyang, with a faint hint of coldness in his eyes: "I used all my strength and accurate calculation power. You are the night purple sun, and you are not unjust in death!". Oppression, in Ye Ziyang's body, Mu Hao did feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

Through this battle, Mu Hao also knew his strength, although the golden pill was at the fifth level, it was comparable to a half-step god. Mu Hao's eyes lowered slightly, he squatted down, and his technique was also a little skillful in searching Ye Ziyang's body.

Jing, whether it was Shen Yue and Sun Hao, or the disciples of Miluo Palace, they all watched this scene quietly. Especially the disciples of Miluo Palace, so far, they have not yet reacted from the fact that Ye Ziyang died. After half a ring, Shen Yue seemed to remember something, and pounced towards Mu Hao like a wolf and a tiger, his moon-like eyes bent into a crescent moon, and muttered: "The loot, it's gone, it's big, this night Ziyang is a local tyrant!"

"Tuhao!", a smile appeared on the corner of Mu Hao's mouth, holding a bracelet in the shape of a double dragon bite bead in his hand. A white light flashed, and his hand was touching the warm jade, and the sight was a finely carved jade bottle, which was extraordinary at a glance.

"It's actually the Divine Pill!" Shen Yue looked at the jade-like elixir in the jade bottle, his expression was stunned, and then there was a look of surprise in the depths of his beautiful eyes, and his slender eyelashes shook slightly.

"Transformation Pill!", a flash of joy flashed in Mu Hao's eyes. Transformation Pill, if it is a half-step Transformation God Cultivator impacting the Transformation God Realm, with the help of this Transformation Divine Pill, it will definitely be half the effort. For monks below the Transformation Stage, the value of this Transformation Pill is no less than the existence of the Holy Artifact.

Mu Hao smacked his tongue secretly, there were two Divine Pills in this jade bottle, and they were haired, and they were really big hair. At this time, the surrounding Miluo Palace disciples also reacted, and their eyes looked towards Mu Hao. When they saw the jade bottle in the former's hand, they suddenly had a look of envy, but no one was greedy, after all, the former's strength made them extremely jealous.

"Ye Ziyang brought this Transformation Divine Pill with him, I am afraid that he wanted to temporarily break through in the peaks of the Immortal Tomb and impact the Transformation God Realm. Tsk, the value of this local tyrant!" Shen Yue stared at the jade bottle in Mu Hao's hand, and the fierce and vicious appearance made Mu Hao feel cold. If he wasn't familiar with Shen Yue's temperament, Mu Hao even thought that Shen Yue was preparing to kill people and plunder goods!

Suddenly, Mu Hao seemed to remember something, reached into his arms, took out the jade bottle that he had scavenged on Zhao Yi's body, and shook it at Shen Yue, "Nizi, what kind of elixir is this?" The corners of Shen Yue's mouth twitched slightly, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "You also have this elixir!" "What elixir?" Mu Hao clenched the jade bottle in his hand, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.

A smile flashed in the bright and talented eyes, and Shen Yue said with a vain expression: "The value of this elixir is no less than that of the Divine Pill, little white face, you have it!" "Really?" Mu Haohu wondered, secretly relieved.

Sun Hao hugged his eyes slightly, leaned in, and muttered a little: "Round and full, the whole body is glowing, how is this thing a bit like that thing!" "That thing?" Mu Hao suddenly had a feeling of extreme disbelief in Shen Yue, the value of this elixir would really be no less than the Transformation Divine Pill.

Sun Hao pondered at first, then nodded heavily, looked at Mu Hao with some pity, and comforted softly: "Boss, no wonder you did something to those girls!" Sun Hao and Shen Yue sang and harmonized, especially the eyes of the two, which made Mu Hao furious: "What kind of elixir is this?"

"This is something that will make some men regain their strength!" Sun Hao said with a serious face. "This is also something that women are addicted to!" Shen Yue added, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually turned into a playful smile, and he laughed out loud at the end.

"Let the man regain his strength!", Mu Hao's eyes darkened, damn, this is an aphrodisiac. Looking at the exquisitely carved jade bottle in his hand, Mu Hao suddenly had the urge to scold his mother, Zhao Yi, this kid, actually took this thing into the peak of the immortal tomb. Especially thinking of Shen Yue's strange eyes before, Mu Hao's old face was also rare red, and he said weakly: "This thing was obtained from Zhao Yi!"

"Little white face, the dead are the greatest, and it is immoral to push something unwarranted to the dead!" Shen Yue said earnestly, looking like the old lady knew that you were unspeakable. Sun Hao on the side also nodded heavily, and even on his chubby smiling face, a trace of expression flashed, I know.

Mu Hao broke out in a cold sweat, which became darker and darker, "Lao Tzu is full of foundation underneath!" "Take it out and take a look!" Shen Yue's bright and narrow eyes lowered slightly, staring at Mu Hao's crotch. "Take it out and take a look!", the fierce sentence made Mu Hao speechless in an instant, forgetting that the goddess in front of him, Nizi, was essentially a female hooligan.

Silently putting away the jade bottle, Mu Hao got up, ignored the gazes of Shen Yue and Sun Hao, and walked towards the sword platform with the bleeding sword. When the disciples of Miluo Palace saw Mu Hao coming with a sword, they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look directly, and looked at Mu Hao with some fear.

"Bang!", a loud roar like thunder rose, and above a whole row of sword platforms, the stone sect swirled, and sometimes the stone swords fell straight down, setting off a terrifying wind. Staring at this entire row of sword platforms, Mu Hao's eyes instantly condensed slightly: "Jiugongge!" The ancient sword platform was silently silent under the majestic momentum, and the melodious and crisp sound of impact was like a howl of the wind, raging in the sky above the cliff.

(Ask for a vote, ask for a monthly ticket, poor Saishi himself votes for a monthly vote.) Everyone, collect, vote, reward, publicize, the more the merrier, thank you. Have a great holiday season to all. ）