Chapter 175: The cliff reappears

"Bang, bang!", Ling Qingzhu's heart pounded and beat faster, at this moment, she felt that the time was so long. Her breathing gradually became rapid, and just when she was about to suffocate, Mu Hao's tepid voice suddenly appeared: "Three, six!"

"One!" Mu Hao's eyes raised slightly, and there was an intriguing look in his deep eyes. "Whew!", at this moment, a figure like a cheetah swept out, crossed Ling Qingzhu in an instant, and swept onto the first sword platform with great vigor. This sudden scene made people react unexpectedly, Ling Qingzhu exclaimed, and his pretty face was angry: "Senior Brother Li Jian!"

On the sword platform, the young man with scar was full of excitement, turned around, met Ling Qingzhu, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Ling Qingzhu, with your strength, even if you pass through this sword formation, you will be sent to death if you enter it, it is better to give me this opportunity." Besides, if I enter it with my strength, I can also help a lot when I meet Senior Brother Xiao!"

Listening to the shameless explanation of the scar youth, Ling Qingzhu's silver teeth clenched, and a trace of cold light burst out in his beautiful eyes. Mu Hao, who witnessed all this, suddenly spoke: "Senior Sister Ling Qingzhu, what he said is right, maybe staying outside is the best choice!" After speaking, Mu Hao turned around and nodded slightly at Shen Yue and Sun Hao, "Let's go!"

"That's it?" Sun Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the scarred young man on the sword platform unkindly, he had been angry with this chattering scarred young man from before. "They are all brothers in the same sect, so why bother!" Mu Haoyun said lightly, and took the lead in walking forward, his calm eyes made it impossible to see the fluctuations in his inner emotions.

"It's really not enough to relieve your anger!" Shen Yue looked coldly at the scarred young man with a smug face, shook his head slightly, turned around and walked forward, "You should have slaughtered this kid, little white face, you are a little merciful!", Sun Hao also nodded in agreement.

Seeing the three of them leaving, the smile on the face of the young man with the scar was even stronger. He was still worried about whether he would annoy Mu Hao, once he passed through this sword formation, he would inevitably be troubled by Mu Hao, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't take himself seriously at all.

"It's a bit unpleasant to be ignored, but I like it!" Scarred Jold grinned as he stepped towards the second sword platform. As Mu Hao calculated, after the second stone sword fell six times, it hovered in the air. The young man with the scar stood on the second sword platform unharmed, the excitement in his eyes was even greater, and the disciples of the major forces around him looked at him with envy and did not hide it.

"Boss, you have a very good temperament, if it were me, I would have waited aside, as long as that kid passed the battle, I would go up and kill him!" Sun Hao said a little angrily. "Fat Dun, we are scholars, reading the books of the sages, knowing books and etiquette, and complaining with virtue is also the way of the sages. What's more, he and I are both disciples of the Red Void Palace, and although my Mu Hao's strength is despised by others, he doesn't dare to forget his identity!"

"Mutual friendship and hand in hand are the foundation of my Chixu Palace!" Mu Hao's high-sounding words made Sun Hao and Shen Yue dumbfounded, and Sun Hao was secretly ashamed: "I didn't expect the boss to have such a mind, I thought the boss was a lord who would repay him!" "Little white face, are you talking about human words?" Shen Yue muttered.

"Bang!" a loud, piercing and muffled sound suddenly sounded behind him, accompanied by several sharp exclamations. The figures of Mu Hao and the three of them stopped suddenly, Shen Yue and Sun Hao turned around with some confusion, raised their eyes, and saw red and white brains splashing on the sword platform. Under the bombardment of the stone sword, the scarred young man suddenly turned into a fuzzy pile of flesh and blood, and the white bones were faintly visible.

Shen Yue and Sun Hao looked at this scene blankly, and an inexplicable chill came out of their backs!

"Little white face, you are ruthless enough!" Shen Yue muttered. Mu Hao retracted his gaze and said in a cheerful tone, "Do you know what the cruelest thing in the world is?" "What?" Sun Hao asked weakly. "It's that death is a beat slower than hope!" Mu Hao said in a tone that trembled the hearts of those who heard it: "When you are only one step away from success, all hope is shattered, this feeling is really disgusting and cruel!"

"Boss, you've already calculated this kid!" Sun Hao admired Mu Hao's methods. This method is more relieving than killing the scar youth with a sword. Sun Hao looked at the disciples of the major forces in the distance with great interest, looking at the stunned faces, this dramatic reversal was really the most powerful.

However, when he saw Ling Qingzhu, Sun Hao turned his head slightly, and said weakly: "If that kid hadn't taken the lead before, wouldn't it be Ling Qingzhu who died on the sword platform." For Sun Hao, witnessing the withering of beautiful things is a cruel thing.

"Then I can only blame her for her bad life!" Mu Hao said without the slightest guilt. Shen Yue's clear eyes glanced at Mu Hao, and he said with some remorse: "I retract the previous sentence, mercy is simply insulting to use on you!" Retracting his gaze, Mu Hao met Shen Yue, his eyes were more delicate than Jiaoyue, and asked seriously: "Shen Yue, what is human life worth in this world?"

For such a profound question, Shen Yue never spent energy thinking about it, and felt sorry for it: "It's just a pity that the storage ring on that kid's body!" Hearing this, Sun Hao also looked regretful, "His saber is not bad, it is more high-grade than my bamboo sword!"

The muscles in the corners of Mu Hao's eyes jumped slightly, he would actually be idle, and discuss this issue with these two lords who often kill people and plunder. Raising his eyes to look at the somewhat gloomy sky, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of Mu Hao's mouth, and then he quickly turned around and walked towards the exit of the cliff.

Shen Yue and Sun Hao reluctantly retracted their gazes, "It's too wasteful." "This is the world where human life is like a mustard!", in the breeze, Mu Hao's muttering words quickly faded away. The stone sword hanging in mid-air swayed gently, and fell weakly on the scarlet sword platform.

In the huge passage, the backs of Mu Hao and the three of them gradually faded away. Ling Qingzhu and the others in front of the sword platform did not move as if they had been spelled, until the wind suddenly rose, and their stunned faces were suddenly messy in the wind.

The savage-like aura filled the breeze, Mu Hao stepped on the rotten ground, and several messy footprints could be faintly seen on it, "These footprints should be left by the pedestrian of Ye Ziyang!" The footsteps of the three echoed in the dead passage, and it was not until dozens of minutes later that the three of them walked out of the passage.

At the moment when Mu Hao took the first step, a series of terrible screams came to his face. A cliff appeared, winding and undulating, as far as the eye could see, just like the cliff behind him.

"It's another cliff!" Mu Hao looked at it lightly, this cliff that was like a dragon raising his head, and then his eyes were slightly off, and he landed on a familiar figure in front of him, Night Ziyang!

At this moment, Ye Ziyang, his sword eyebrows were tightly locked, looking at the bloody sword platform in front of him, his expression was slightly embarrassed, and he was no longer as chic as before. Ye Ziyang seemed to notice Mu Hao's gaze, raised his head, turned around, and his expression was instantly stunned: "Mu Hao!"

"Mu Hao!", this name is like the cold wind of the deep winter wax moon, which makes the hearts of many disciples of Miluo Palace tighten. Mu Hao had a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Ye Ziyang lightly. The eyes of the two looked at each other, and there was a faint sense of slaughter in them. The disciples of Miluo Palace subconsciously gathered together, and dozens of figures gathered together, but they had a sharp edge that could not be ignored.

"I didn't expect you to be able to pass the first sword formation!" The disciple of Miluo Palace, his eyes swept over Mu Hao and the three of them, and when he saw that the three of them were not injured at all, a trace of surprise swept in his heart. You must know that you have paid the price of dozens of disciples, and the former has an indifferent expression, obviously not making much effort.

"Is it difficult?" Mu Hao smiled and asked rhetorically, but his gaze was slightly condensed, staring at the disciples of Miluo Palace who were standing behind Ye Ziyang. In addition to Ye Ziyang, there were a total of seventy-four disciples of Miluo Palace. Without exception, the cultivation of these Miluo Palace disciples was no less than that of the fifth layer of Yuanying.

"Haha, Senior Brother Ye is relieved to see you so embarrassed!" Shen Yue's crisp and tactful voice slowly rose, and Qianying Lian moved lightly, walking straight towards Ye Ziyang and the others. Seeing this shadow that was enough to make people haunt their dreams, but the faces of almost all the disciples of the Miluo Palace changed.

Even if it was Ye Ziyang, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Previously, the imposing disciple of the Miluo Palace immediately lowered his head in front of this delicate and smiling face with tiger teeth exposed. Mu Hao and Sun Hao, who were quietly watching this scene, smacked their tongues secretly. "What did Shen Yue, this Nizi, do, to make these invincible disciples of Miluo Palace so jealous!", Mu Hao could see that this jealousy was not a deliberate disguise, but from the bones.

"Don't be nervous, a woman like me who is as gentle as water, how can I make you so nervous!" Shen Yue said pitifully and aggrievedly, but his shrewd eyes swept among the many disciples of Miluo Palace.

When Shen Yue noticed the familiar corpses lying on the sword platform, he covered his stomach and laughed loudly regardless of his image: "These rabbit cubs are really unlucky, and they are all dead." Ye Ziyang, I found that you are still quite smart sometimes, but you are also quite stupid, so many people have died, and you haven't passed this sword formation yet!" Shen Yue seemed to find that laughing heartily damaged his own image, and his posture immediately became dignified, with an elegant smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Shen Yue!" Ye Ziyang Tie's face turned blue, and a faint chill flashed in his eyes: "I've put up with you for a long time!" "I've ignored you for a long time!" Shen Yue's lips opened slightly, and he fought back elegantly. Ye Ziyang's calmness in the past would always be easily defeated by Shen Yue's words.