Chapter 273: The Battle of the Leaders

The man turned around, his sharp gaze fell on Mu Hao, shook his head slightly, turned around and walked forward without saying a word, until the figure was about to disappear at the end of the stone path, his deep and deep voice sounded: "Dongbo Xueying, could it be that this year's dormancy has made you lose the courage to fight with me? ”。

"Doesn't this guy believe that I lost at your hands?" the scholar shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this, Mu Hao calmly looked at the man's departing back, and at the moment when the man turned around, he obviously saw the question flashing in the corner of the other party's eyes, smiled faintly, turned his head to the scholar and said, "I'd rather you take away the identity of this leader, no official and light!"

"If one day, when I am confident that I can take your sword, I will never hesitate. The scholar said in a rare and serious manner. Mu Hao glanced at the scholar, and a bright smile rose on the corner of his mouth: "This day will never appear." The smiling voice was filled with incomparably strong confidence.

Those who underestimate themselves, he will never speak out to refute, and those who lose to his own people, he will continue to be strong and make these people desperate. Mu Hao raised his eyes and looked at the surging clouds and mist above, he was convinced that his mastery of the sword killing sword technique would become deeper and deeper, and he even felt the sword momentum on it, which was the real sword killing sword technique at that time.

Seeing Mu Hao's unimpressed look, Liu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took the lead and walked out, taking Mu Hao and his party to the Shaking Light Pavilion. It is said that it is a pavilion, but in fact, there are countless palace buildings one after another, and the endless edge is surging in this group of flying pavilion liudan, and sometimes there are bursts of deafening sonorous sounds.

In front of these palace buildings, there is an empty square, lined with giant trees and covered with snow. At this moment, there are standing figures as straight as javelins in the square, there are more than 100 figures, and at the moment when Mu Hao and others appeared, the eyes of these people immediately came, and in an instant, the aura of a monstrous sea of blood came to their faces.

At the moment when these people's eyes came, Mu Hao also looked at these people, basically they were all dressed in the same style, and each body was filled with a choking smell of blood, and their breath was extremely condensed. If the new disciples behind him are cubs, these people are hungry wolves who have experienced countless battles, and what surprised Mu Hao the most was the age of these people, the older ones even had the age of standing, and the younger ones had the age of weak crowns.

At the same time, there are some women in the prime of their cardamom years.

"These are also new disciples, but they are not from the outer gate, but from other branches of the palace gate in the central realm. Some of them are pawns inserted by the palace gate in various forces, some are disciples who have been arranged by the palace gate to experience in the battlefield, and some are killers secretly cultivated by the palace gate. Guo Jia whispered in a low voice, "Compared to the group of guys behind him, these disciples are the mainstay of the palace gate in the future, and most of these people are from the disciples of the Red Void Palace in the territory controlled by the palace gate. ”。

Hearing this, Mu Hao's expression was stunned at first, and then he was a little relieved, the Red Void Palace can dominate the central realm, and it is naturally not as simple as it seems on the surface. Compared to the disciples behind him, these disciples in front of him were obviously slightly superior in terms of their aura and strength.

But how did Mu Hao think that this group of guys, looking in this direction with their eyes wrong, turned his head to look behind him, and then looked at the scholar and Guo Jia, could it be that among his group of people, who had a grudge with these guys?

"Leader, they are not looking at us, they are looking at you. The scholar's arm lightly touched Mu Hao's back, and he smiled a little playfully.

"Look at me!" Hearing this, Mu Hao's eyes changed slightly, Mu Hao raised his eyes, and sure enough, these guys were looking at themselves. Suddenly, Mu Hao had a bad feeling in his heart. The fierce and incomparable aura raged in the clouds and mist, like a sharp sword.

Liu Yanliu frowned slightly, as if she had thought of something, turned her head to Mu Hao and said, "Often many times, not all newly promoted inner disciples are willing to recognize the leaders stipulated by the palace gate. Therefore, the palace gate stipulates that if anyone is dissatisfied, they can challenge the leader, and if they are defeated, they can become the new leader. ”。

Speaking of this, Liu Yanmei stared at Mu Hao, and said with a little worry: "In other words, these people may choose to challenge you." ”。

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty. Mu Hao's eyes drooped slightly, and he said lightly. He knew that being a so-called leader was a thankless task. Compared with the greenhouse of the outer gate, the competition among these new inner disciples in front of them is probably more intense, and these people can become new inner disciples, all of whom are arrogant and arrogant. If he were replaced, he would suddenly be willing to succumb to a stinky guy who had not dried up, and he would not be convinced Thinking of this, a bright smile rose on the corner of Mu Hao's mouth: "Senior Sister Liu Yan, if I lose to them, it means that I will lose my identity as a leader?"

Seeing the smile on the corner of Mu Hao's mouth, Liu Yan was stunned, and said helplessly: "According to the rules, this is the case." ”。

"Is the identity of the leader really good?" Mu Hao asked seriously again.

"Very good, the status and the importance of the palace gate, if you become a leader, it means that your starting line is far more than others. Liu Yan's clear eyes looked at the more than 100 figures in the distance, and there was a little worry in her voice: "Although these disciples are not as good as the real inner disciples, their strength after a long time of killing is far superior to that of ordinary outer disciples. ”。

"Since the leadership is so good, then I don't need to give it up. The corners of Mu Hao's mouth were smiling, and he walked out of the crowd with the Shetian Ancient Sword on his back, and slowly walked towards the more than 100 figures.

"Leader!" Mu Hao's eyes flashed with a little contemplation, that is, those key classes in his previous life, the top students who could often be taken care of by the teacher, this palace gate would really promote the competition between the disciples in the palace at all times.

Walking forward, Mu Hao noticed that although the more than 100 figures were standing neatly, according to the gap between their figures, they could still see a little, obviously these disciples were not also a whole, but divided into several parts.

Stopping, Mu Hao looked at these people calmly, and said lightly: "I am the leader of this new disciple, Mu Hao. ”。

As soon as the words fell, there were immediately several strong breaths in the crowd, surging out, and at the same time, Mu Hao also noticed that one after another eyes full of fighting spirit fell on his body. There are different emotions in these eyes, some surprised, some stunned, and some excited.

However, some people frowned slightly, and the leaders of this session were inevitably a little too young. Most of them were ready to move, obviously wanting to challenge Mu Hao, and after half a sound, a deep and deep voice gradually rose in the crowd: "Leader Mu Hao, I, Xiao Yan, want to challenge you!"

A burly figure came out of the crowd, looking at Mu Hao indifferently: "Leader, please advise." ”。

Mu Hao's eyes looked at this burly figure calmly, and when he was established, his resolute face was a little hideous, and the smell of choking blood was permeated with his gestures.

Facing this middle-aged man, Mu Hao had a feeling of looking directly at the sea of corpses and blood, his lips moved slightly, and he said, "Let's do it!"

"Sonorous!" The huge giant sword, with vigorous sparks, the middle-aged man clenched the bloodstained giant sword, like a fierce beast that wants to choose people and devour, the breath of his body was like a torrent surging, and his eyes looked at Mu Hao coldly: "Your Excellency the leader does not have a sword?"

"I'll come out when it's time to come out, let's get started! I think you're not the only one who wants to challenge me among so many new disciples. Mu Hao said lightly, the dark beast killing cultivation career in the Tower of Atonement made Mu Hao have long been accustomed to this level of blood, and his face did not change. Moreover, Mu Hao knew that if he wanted to put an end to the endless challenges, he could only show the most blatant posture, which was powerful enough to make these people feel desperate. Mu Hao's footsteps were slightly raised, standing in front of the middle-aged man, standing still.

The middle-aged man's eyes changed slightly, he didn't use his sword, and looked at Mu Hao with a solemn gaze, the latter was able to become a leader, and naturally had his advantages. When Mu Hao said this, the middle-aged man didn't think Mu Hao was arrogant, he stepped up, and his burly body shot out like a loose horse, and the giant sword in his hand brought up a heavy sword shadow, carrying a forward momentum and stabbing Mu Hao directly: "Break a thousand armies." ”。

"Break a thousand armies!" The swordsmanship in the army is all for the purpose of killing, simple and neat swordsmanship, and there is no fancy.

Mu Hao's eyes calmly stared at the sword light coming from the sky, his footsteps raised slightly, and his body came like a sword like a breeze, dragging the remnants of the Dao, and disappeared from the sight of the middle-aged man in an instant.

In the next moment, Mu Hao's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man like a ghost, and his sharp sword fingers were like picking flowers through leaves, fluttering forward a little, tearing apart the sword qi that sneered out of his giant body, and landed on the huge sword body.

"Bell!" The piercing sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded, and in an instant, a majestic force spread out to the hilt of the sword, and the middle-aged man seemed to have been hit hard, and his body flew out abruptly. He retreated a few steps, looking at Mu Hao who was standing still in front of him with a pale face, the gap between the two was immediately clear, but the disparity in strength was too great.

Liu Yanzhu's lips opened slightly, and she looked at this scene with some surprise.

The scholar yawned lazily and said, "Although the murderous sword in the army is domineering, in front of the absolute power gap, this sword can be described as full of flaws. The most important thing is that his sword finger already has a hint of sword momentum!" Guo Jia said a little weakly.

Mu Hao's eyes swept over the crowd that was about to move, and said lightly: "Who else wants to challenge me?"

"When I stepped on the palace gate, I, Zhao Yong, was once told that in the Seven Pavilions of the Red Void Palace, whether it is the leader of the Shaking Light Pavilion or the leader of the Tianshu Pavilion, its strength is terrifying and amazing. ”。

"But I think I, Zhao Yong, am more qualified to be the leader of the new disciples. Another figure in the crowd came out of the crowd, compared to the burly man before, this figure looked a little thin, some messy long hair hung down on his shoulders, but he couldn't hide the gloomy eyes, and stared at Mu Hao with a cold expression: "Leader Mu Hao, please advise." ”。

Before the words fell, the man who called himself Zhao Yong shot out, and two short thin swords were held in his hands. His sword is extremely fast, and his body technique is even more elusive, and he can stab several swords in an instant, and the sword qi is like spring rain.

"The second layer of the god!" Mu Hao's eyes were like torches, even if the dense and intertwined sword shadows in front of him were like a group of snakes coming out of the cage, Mu Hao's right hand pinched his fingers as a sword, and the sword qi shot out, strolling out like a leisurely stroll. Mu Hao pointed out his fingers and smashed the swept sword qi, and the cold sword shadow in the sky turned into invisible.

It's horrible!

Zhao Yong's figure was as erratic as a ghost, and a little cold sweat oozed from Yin Owl's cheeks.

Zhao Yong was once a killer secretly cultivated by the palace gate, and he has not missed his debut so far, even if he has assassinated the leader of the fourfold power of a god, he has also succeeded, Zhao Yong is most proud of his ghostly body, and the terrifying speed of the sword. However, at this moment, Zhao Yong felt that no matter how terrifying his body was or how fast his sword was, the opponent's sword finger would always appear where he appeared.