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Chapter 492: Between Hundred Breaths

At the moment when Mu Hao's words fell, Leng Qiushui sighed lightly with a little regret, and his eyes gradually became cold, and then sighed lightly: "It seems that Your Excellency has made up your mind to do something with me." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”。

"I didn't say that you should be dealt with within a hundred breaths. Now, Ning Qidao and Jun Moyan are waiting for you below, and you will be the last one!" Mu Hao said lightly, the Shetian Ancient Sword in his hand was already slowly raised, and the cold sword peak pointed directly at the cold autumn water, and the fierceness that seeped out of it made many Hundred Feet Sect disciples change color.

"Senior Brother Leng, why bother talking nonsense with this guy. Even if he can kill Ning Qidao and Jun Moyan, so what? Senior Brother Leng, you are a powerhouse of the fifth layer of refining void, among the six major forces, there are only a handful of people who can defeat Senior Brother, so why bother to curry favor with this kid in a low voice. Some of the disciples of the Hundred Feet Sect who were more fiery opened their mouths one after another, and their bloodthirsty eyes instantly stayed on Mu Hao's body.

"If it weren't for the strength of Li Yuan and Danchen, why would I talk such nonsense. Leng Qiushui stared at Mu Hao with cold eyes. He didn't expect that the young man who seemed to be a little silent would be so arrogant. Clenching the long sword in his hand, Leng Qiushui took a step forward unhurriedly.

"Boom!" the whole world seemed to tremble violently at this moment. A majestic breath, like a storm, swept out with the cold autumn water as the center. In the midst of the outburst of the powerful aura, the cold autumn water had already swept out in one step, and the muffled thunder emanated from his body.

Sun Hao retreated to Mu Hao's side and whispered, "Although on weekdays, it is a little unpleasant to watch the cold autumn water. However, his strength is indeed very strong. In particular, the exercises he cultivated were the exercises of the Hundred Feet Sect Master's lineage, which were extremely unique, and could even condense thunder with mana. ”。

Hearing this, Mu Hao looked at Leng Qiushui slightly, and he could sense the terrifying power that flowed in Leng Qiushui's body. With a terrifying and violent aura, especially Leng Qiushui's disciple, there was a faint flash of thunder, "It's really strong!"

"Is it just very strong?" I saw the earth cracking, and there, the figure of Leng Qiushui had already swept out, and the subtle sound of thunder immediately resounded. One after another, the swords rippled out, as if they were fused with the thunder, carrying this incomparably violent aura, tearing the sky and overwhelmingly towards Mu Hao.

Catching up with this mighty sword gang, Mu Hao had a feeling of facing Wan Lei, "He will leave it to me!" You and Shen Yue can help me stop the disciples of other forces. ”。

An astonishing sword momentum emanated from Mu Hao's body. That sword momentum seemed to tear the heavens and the earth apart. Mu Hao's gaze was as dead as a secluded pool. The terrifying sword momentum, in the void of heaven and earth, resounded Dao ripples, and in an instant, it turned into Dao Dao sword wind and swept out.

"Whew, whew!" The moment those stormy sword gangs touched this sword wind, they were torn apart by this terrible sword wind.

The art of the heart sword.

"Do you want to suppress me with sword momentum? These sword momentum are not enough. The incomparably oppressive breath permeated the heart of the cold autumn water. Leng Qiushui stared at the sword wind that was blowing, his arm shook, and the long sword filled with thunder immediately shook out the afterimage of the Dao. The thunderous sword shot out close to the ground, and the earth quickly cracked apart.

In an instant, this dense sword gang had already collided with the inverted sword wind. The terrifying destructive power instantly made the ground where the two of them were located tear deep sword marks. It was as if the air hovering between heaven and earth was distorted, and the two sides who were fighting fiercely stayed away from this place, fearing that they would be affected by the aftermath.

"Boom!" Leng Qiushui's figure instantly blurred in place. The bright thunder light flickered under his feet, and in the pupils of Leng Qiushui, a thunder light also flashed: "Thunder Prison!".

Suddenly, a violent aura rose into the sky. I saw that on Leng Qiushui's body, the circulating mana was condensed, like a thunderbolt swimming in the sky. These thunderbolts, hovering around the cold autumn water, within a radius of half a meter, seem to have become a thunder pool. Immediately, it collided with it blatantly, and the swirling sword wind crushed its sword momentum.

"It's the Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique, I didn't expect Senior Brother Leng Qiushui to have successfully cultivated the first layer!"

"Tsk, the Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique, but our sect master's lineage, the most terrifying sword technique. The first layer condenses the Thunder Domain, the second layer condenses the Thunder Sword, and the third layer condenses the Sword of Heavenly Punishment. Even if Senior Brother Leng Qiushui only condensed the Thunder Domain, with the domineering of the Thunder Domain, it was enough to crush the sword momentum of that disciple of the Red Void Palace. At the same time, the defense of the Thunder Prison was extremely terrifying, and Senior Brother Leng Qiushui, who was located in it, was almost invincible. Unless Mu Hao can break through Senior Brother Leng's Thunder Prison, otherwise, he will definitely die!"

The disciples of the Hundred Feet Sect who were clamoring before, their faces were already blooming, and they looked at Mu Hao playfully. Chixu Palace, the most famous swordsmanship in the central realm is the Immortal Killing Sword Technique, and the most famous swordsmanship of the Hundred Feet Sect is naturally this Heavenly Punishment Swordsmanship.

"Bell!" The fierce sword wind swept towards with the sword momentum, and slammed into the thunder pool. Instantaneous ripples spread out between the two. Leng Qiushui is like walking in a storm, but no matter how terrible the sword wind is, the thunder that gathers around Leng Qiushui does not collapse, only a few dim points.

"Is this the power of the sword? It's just that, your cultivation is not as good as mine, and you will definitely not be able to break through my thunder prison. Equally. Your sword momentum can't break through my thunder prison!" Leng Qiushui's pupils flashed with thunder. The corners of his mouth lifted a smile, and his laughter was as loud as thunder: "Within a hundred breaths, solve me and Ning Qi Dao them." Heh, you have used more than thirty breaths to deal with Ning Qidao and Jun Moyan before. Now I'm going to see what you have to kill me in seventy breaths. ”。

The moment the words fell, Leng Qiushui stomped on the soles of his feet, and his body swept out, carrying this terrifying thunder, sweeping away towards Mu Hao, "In the abbot of this thunder domain, you can only let me knead it!"

The low sound of thunder echoed in this heaven and earth, and the bright thunder gathered together, and the momentum was mighty. Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Leng Qiushui. Leng Qiushui's body, like a thunderbolt, flashed with sneering thunder, and an astonishing coercion suddenly spread out, enveloping Mu Hao.

Sun Hao's face quickly showed a solemn expression, and he whispered: "The thunder prison of the first layer of the Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique? The old man once said that although this Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique, although it is terrifying, if it is not supported by enough cultivation, it is only a superficial appearance, and it is just a tower in the air. ”。

"Although Leng Qiushui's cultivation is strong, with his strength, I'm afraid he won't be able to support it for long. Sun Hao seemed to be talking to himself, but his voice clearly reached the ears of Mu Hao and Leng Qiushui. Leng Qiushui's eyes became more and more cold, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly: "Dead fatty, you know a lot." Even if I can only sustain this thunder realm for a long time, it will be enough to clean up you people. ”。

"Bang, bang!" The terrifying impact surged out at the feet of the cold autumn water. Leng Qiushui's body swept out in an instant, and the rocks directly below it were all shaken into powder.

Looking from afar, a dazzling thunderbolt shot straight at Mu Hao. The poignant and sharp sound of breaking the wind made most people, covering their ears, look at the long sword slowly raised in Leng Qiushui's hand with a solemn expression. The roaring thunder followed like a shadow, crushing the sword wind hovering between heaven and earth, unstoppable: "The sword momentum is indeed terrifying, but your sword momentum can't stop me, suppress me!"

The bright thunder light illuminated this area in vain, and the incomparably oppressive aura filled the heaven and earth.

"Chen Nan once said that whoever holds the heart sword is the king. Solips dominate. Mu Hao's calm eyes flashed with an indescribable cold light. It seems that there is a secluded pool there, and in that secluded pool, there is a sharp sword buried. And at this moment, the sharp sword was about to break through the pool.

"Huh!" The incomparably powerful sword momentum emanated out in Mu Hao's body like a tide. The long hair behind Mu Hao was dancing wildly, and the ancient sword in his hand came out like a swimming dragon. Mu Hao's hands suddenly moved, and he flicked his fingers slightly, only to see the Dao Dao sword qi, so that Mu Hao's fingertips shot out, and then merged into the surrounding heaven and earth. Suddenly, the void trembled slightly, and a storm of spiritual energy formed around Mu Hao.