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Chapter 521: Asking the Heavens Three Styles

The sharp sound of breaking wind swept over the world. The sense of oppression www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion made Mu Hao hunt in white. Mu Hao's right hand was slowly clenched, and he stepped out violently, and the majestic power rippled out from Mu Hao's limbs, like countless tumbling rivers, converging towards Mu Hao's right arm. Mu Hao's slightly hanging fist, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, slammed into Tai Yesheng's long knife.

At this time, Mu Hao completely showed the power of his physical body. In every move, it seems that they all have the power to destroy the mountains and mountains. Gu Sanhui's half-narrowed eyes opened suddenly, he straightened up, and looked at Mu Hao in surprise, "He is only a cultivator of the fourth layer of refining the void, but with the strength of his physical body, under the superposition of the two, he can actually show the strength comparable to the seventh layer of refining the void." No, even if he got two drops of Kunpeng blood, he wouldn't be able to refine his physical body to this extent. ”。

Could it be that the amount of Kunpeng blood he got was not only two drops, but even three, four, and five drops. In the deep eyes of the ancient three times, there was a chill surging, "The refining period is only the basis for cultivating the third realm, if the strong person in the refining period wants to break through the bottleneck and step into the integration period, what he has to do is to condense his own essence and blood, so the key to whether he can break through is the strength of his own qi and blood, and then one blood and one realm, and the body becomes one realm of its own." The qi and blood in Kunpeng's blood are extremely strong, even so, even if I reach the peak of the refining period, if I want to condense my own essence and blood, I am afraid it will take decades of accumulation. But as long as you get one more drop of Kunpeng blood, you can save that time. ”。

At the moment when Gu Sanhui was pondering, a deafening roar rolled up between heaven and earth. Two incomparably powerful forces swept out of the ruins. This kind of power is enough to make the earth tremble, and one of the forces is the power that belongs to the Taiye Birth, carrying majestic mana. And the other force is the power displayed by Mu Hao's physical body. The strong wind raged, lifting the tiles all over the ground, and the layers were shattered.

"Hmmm!" The two figures, swept by this force, retreated a few steps one after another. Tai Yesheng raised his eyes to look at Mu Hao, who was calm, his brows furrowed slightly, but his eyes became more and more calm: "Very terrifying body! It seems that your body should have been tempered by a lot of essence and blood." And that kind of essence blood level is still very high, I'm afraid that the physical strength of the ancient three rounds is not as strong as yours, no wonder you will have the confidence to dare to challenge me with the strength of the fourth layer of refining void. ”。

"The physical strength can certainly give you the strength to leapfrog the challenge. But if you only have this strength, you want to abuse me, and you are not qualified. The corners of Tai Yesheng's mouth lifted a smile, and the majestic mana roared out from his body: "I originally thought that in your Red Void Palace, only Zhao Kuo and Nameless were qualified to take my knife." But now it seems that you are barely qualified to take my sword. I will let you know that in front of absolute power, no matter how strong the flesh is, it has no power to resist. ”。

Tai Yesheng's eyes were bloodshot, and the long hair behind him danced like a wild snake. Tai Yesheng stepped out, and his path rippled out between the soles of his feet.

Tai Yesheng stood in the air, staring at Mu Hao with cold eyes. A terrifying fluctuation that made Zhao Kuo, as well as Xuan Tianji and the others, change color slightly, surged out from the long knife in Taiyesheng. The long knife in Ruotai Yesheng's hand is just an ordinary knife, and now his knife is the knife that slaughters all souls.

"Not bad physical body, even if I don't use cultivation now, I can kill the ordinary Refining Void Realm with one punch. Mu Hao retreated while feeling the surging power in his body, and at this moment, he seemed to notice something, raised his head and looked at the condescending Tai Yesheng, with a solemnity in his eyes: "The warm-up is over, the next step is to go all out." Look at my current strength, how strong it is, and look at how strong you, the first person in the Lingxiao Sect, are!"

On the side, Murong Yang and Sun Shuwei, who were fighting fiercely, also sensed the power condensed at Tai Yesheng's blade, and the two retreated back with great tacit understanding.

"A knife asks the sky, when Taiyesheng fought with me in the past, he barely understood that one of the swords broke through the air. I don't know if you can master a sword now, and a knife to the sky. Murong Yang looked up at the long knife that flashed with cold light in Tai Yesheng's hand, and his eyes looked at Mu Hao on the side with a little playfulness: "My Fengyun swordsmanship is known as the most unshakable existence in the center, but if Tai Yesheng really thoroughly comprehends the three styles of one sword and asks the sky, my Fengyun swordsmanship may really be broken by him." It's just that this kid wants to rely on the strength of his physical body to take the knife of Tai Yesheng, it's difficult!".

An afterimage swayed out in the dawn, and a sword light as bright as a rainbow suddenly flashed. The lightning swept through the void of heaven and earth, and it turned into countless sword shadows, shrouding towards Mu Hao. Each of its knives gathers the killing intent of Tai Yesheng, showing the power of destroying withering and decaying, "One knife breaks through the air!".

Stepping into the air, Taiye was born like a peerless killing god descended on the mortal world, and Mu Hao was the ant in the mortal world, and the endless sword shadow would completely tear him apart.

Mu Hao stared at the endless shadow of the sword, and he actually had the feeling of facing thousands of troops, and the cold killing machine overwhelmed his whole body. At this moment, Mu Hao's body was like a lonely hong, retreating towards the edge of the ruins. His retreat immediately caused several Ling Xiao Sect disciples to laugh: "I know now that I am afraid, it's too late." Asking the sky with a knife is a peerless learning in my Lingxiao Sect, how can it be so easy to dodge, and the senior brother Tai Yesheng has thoroughly comprehended the point of asking the sky with a knife and cultivating it perfectly. As long as Senior Brother Tai Yesheng wanted to, his knife would appear there. ”。

Tai Yesheng looked at this scene, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Now I will completely crush your so-called self-confidence and kill!"

The moment his words fell, Tai Yesheng's speed skyrocketed in vain. A force that was enough to destroy the mountains and mountains emanated from the blade. The dense shadow of the knife was like a tide chasing Mu Hao. Moreover, the speed of the storm was faster than Mu Hao's, just like what the disciples of the Ling Xiao Sect said, no matter how Mu Hao dodged, he couldn't dodge Tai Yesheng's knife.

"Leader. Yan Wukong's voice was a little dignified, if he faced Tai Yesheng's knife, I am afraid he would not even have a chance to retreat, "If Mu Hao can't stop Tai Yesheng's knife, nine deaths, do we still have to wait and see?"

Li Yuan and Mu Qing turned their heads to look at Zhao Kuo. Now Mu Hao has already shown signs of defeat, and if he continues to drag on, I am afraid that he will die in the hands of Tai Yesheng. Now the strength shown by Mu Hao is no less than that of the seventh layer of refining void, once they lose Mu Hao's combat power, the possibility that they want to suppress the disciples of other forces will be one point less. In private or public, no matter what, Mu Hao can't die in the hands of Tai Yesheng.

Zhao Kuo said lightly: "Mu Hao will not be defeated, from beginning to end, he has not shown his true strength, he has not even held a sword, and the formation has not yet come out." ”。

Nameless, who had been silent, rarely spoke: "Mu Hao's strength is not so weak, no matter how you look at it, it seems that Mu Hao deliberately withdrew to the edge." ”。 At the moment when the nameless words were spoken, Mu Hao's violent figure stopped in vain, and the stillness of the virgin movement like a rabbit was vividly reflected in Mu Hao's body.

Immediately, Mu Hao turned around slowly, but his eyes did not stay on the surging sword shadow, but looked at Murong Yang and Xuan Tianji and the others in the distance, and muttered: "This distance is enough, even if they want to help, it will be too late." ”。

The sharp sword light swept in, and the figure of Tai Yesheng followed, and the Dao Dao sword shadows were connected to each other. The sword shadow cage that fell from the sky enveloped Mu Hao's figure, and the air in this area was all cut apart.

Mu Hao's figure, placed in it, seemed so small, like a lonely boat in the ocean of anger, which would be submerged at any time. However, at this moment, Mu Hao's lips pursed slightly, but there was a smile, and his right hand held the Shetian Ancient Sword in vain, and drew the sword, a snowy sword light was like a dazzling ice and snow in the distant mountains, out of the sheath!

Mu Hao's eyes, at this moment, became as bright as stars. The incomparably powerful sword path erupted like a devastating spurt. In an instant, this world will be torn apart. The sword in Mu Hao's hand slammed into it, the tumbling shadow of the sword. These sword shadows, like papier-mâché, were cut by a sword. The snow-bright sword light was reflected in the eyes of Tai Yesheng, and the fierce and uncast sword path completely spread between this heaven and earth.