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Chapter 413: Left Step Heaven Dies

"In such a hurry, the one-handed condensation formation? The power of his formation is probably not as good as fifty percent of what it used to be. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info plus the leader senior brother, the ten thousand ghosts dance sword move with all his might, Mu Hao will definitely not be able to catch this sword, and he may be directly killed by the leader senior brother. Hua Manlou frowned, and then a playful smile appeared on his face, and he thought viciously.

For a while, the two sides had a tacit understanding to stop fighting, and their eyes fell on the tumbling smoke.

"Should the leader be okay?" Yan Jian swallowed hard and said in a low voice. Hearing this, Dongbo Xueying frowned slightly, his bloodstained straw hat had been blown off, his eyes were firmly fixed on the tumbling smoke, and he shook his head slightly and said: "The power of Zuo Butian's sword is terrifying. However, our leaders are not vegetarians, and this sword cannot control the leaders. ”。

The billowing smoke and dust, under the gaze of dozens of eyes, gradually dispersed. Zuo Butian held the giant sword in his hand, standing still, looking at the slender and upright figure in front of him with cold eyes. The terrifying sword light flowed between his palms, and his heart trembled slightly: "Is this the power of the formation?" Mu Hao, you are really a difficult opponent. In the past, I also learned the power of the formation in the hands of the rabbit cub in Huamanlou, but it has never been as terrifying as the formation in your hand. It's just that you shouldn't feel good about this series of impacts. ”。

Blood stains dripped to the corners of his mouth, Mu Hao looked at Zuo Butian indifferently, and condensed the one-yuan formation with sword momentum. In the past, Mu Hao used this formation to temporarily repel Qin Shi. Coupled with his own cultivation in front of him, he has even reached the ninth layer of the gods, and the power of the condensed one-yuan formation can be said to have skyrocketed geometrically. However, even such a terrifying one-yuan formation only blocked Zuo Butian's sword. Refining the Void Realm, it is indeed a little difficult to deal with.

"Is this all the strength of the Zuo Butian Leader, if Your Excellency only has these strengths, then I am afraid it will be difficult to abuse me like a dog within a hundred breaths. Mu Hao's pale face flashed a bright smile in vain. The calm look in his eyes became as sharp as a blade at this moment, and the Shetian Ancient Sword in his hand fell straight down, slamming into the shattered rocks.

"Senior Brother Leader, he wants to condense the formation with both hands, and definitely don't let him have the slightest chance to breathe. Hua Manlou seemed to notice the lingering sword aura at Mu Hao's sword finger. The pupils of his eyes shrank, and he immediately reminded him out loud.

Zuo Butian looked at Mu Hao's cold eyes, and his heart trembled slightly. However, hearing Mu Hao's words, there was also a chill in Zuo Butian's sunken eyes: "Is it? Now you are at the end of your crossbow, and you are still ashamed to say this." Brother Mu Hao's self-confidence really made Brother Wei quite appreciated. Remembering the same formation, for me, it doesn't work. ”。

The mana in the left step of the heavenly body tumbled and surged. I saw that the ground under his feet was directly cracked, and his body was like an eagle in the sky, swooping straight towards Mu Hao. Suddenly, the giant sword in Zuo Butian's hand, like a ghost wailing in the moonlight, came across the air, with a sharp ghost howl, and shot directly at Mu Hao's head.

The huge sword shadow quickly enlarged in Mu Hao's pupils. Mu Hao's smile gradually faded, and in his palm, a sharp and unforged sword aura rolled out. At his fingertips, there is a sword splash. Faintly, Mu Hao's hands bloomed with a dazzling light in vain.

Just like Zuo Butian said, the one-yuan formation may not be able to suppress Zuo Butian, so the two-yi formation may be fine. Mu Hao's clothes swayed, and the terrifying array seal of the Dao Dao quickly condensed out. Immediately, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of zhang suddenly became extremely violent, and frantically pushed towards Mu Hao's hands. Faintly, two sword shadows like substance appeared on Mu Hao's left and right hands, dark flames and snow-white cold air lingering around at the same time.

The terrifying coercion rippled between heaven and earth, and Hua Manlou's eyes suddenly froze: "Isn't this the formation he used before?"

As a formation mage, Hua Manlou could feel that the formation condensed in Mu Hao's eyes was as different as before. The power circulating above it even made him feel terrified: "Damn, when he was in the tomb of the strong man, he actually got several formations. ”。

"But in just a few months, he was able to master these several formations?"

Mu Hao raised his head proudly, and Sen Han's eyes were condensed on the galloping figure. Suddenly, two completely different sword shadows shot out from Mu Hao's fingertips. Suddenly, the majestic aura of heaven and earth was carried out into it. In the flicker, there were ripples, rippling in mid-air.

The formation that is integrated into the sword momentum is always filled with a devastating atmosphere. Zuo Butian also sensed the terrifying thing about Mu Hao's formation, and there was a solemnity in his eyes. I saw that the blade of the Zuo Butian Sword turned slightly, and the huge sword body was actually centered on the sword spine, and it spun wildly, tearing the air in an instant, and the two sword shadows that shot out were instantly hard together.

"Sonorous!" Two terrifying sword shadows, like willows, wrapped around the giant sword in Zuo Butian's hand. A layer of ice visible to the naked eye quickly spread out on top of the half-cut sword body. Immediately afterward, a crack broke out. Clusters of dark flames flickered, and Zuo Butian could see that in the cracks that spread out, a trace of molten iron suddenly appeared. The majestic aura of heaven and earth was carried down, tearing apart the grimace of the reef in one fell swoop.

Zuo Butian suddenly felt that an invisible force hit the hilt of the sword, and then quickly bounced away. Immediately afterward, two distinct touches appeared on the hilt of the sword. The feeling of being hot and cold made Zuo Butian's pupils shrink. Just as he was about to retreat with his sword, an extremely violent energy fluctuated, completely surging out.

"Bang!" Zuo Butian's body shot backwards as if it had been hit hard. The afterglow from the corner of the left step Tian's eyes swept over Mu Hao, who was standing in the air. Seeing that there was a chill on the former's handsome face, Zuo Butian suddenly felt cold all over his body, and his slightly numb right arm was raised again. However, at this time, Mu Hao's figure shook suddenly, and he disappeared in place in an instant, dragging the remnants of the Dao, and instantly appeared in front of Zuo Butian.

"Etiquette is still exchanged, now it's my turn to draw the sword!" Looking at the stunned face, Mu Hao's face flashed with a little bright smile, and then with a flick of his fingers, the crumbling Shetian Ancient Sword behind him immediately rose into the air. Mu Hao's five fingers clenched, just holding the Shetian Ancient Sword, and handing it out towards Zuo Butian, the faint sword light, under the deep night sky, suddenly burst out.

"Killing Sword Technique!" The calm shout made Zuo Butian's body stiffen instantly. In Mu Hao's pupils, there was a dazzling sword light reflected. This sword light, like a comet coming across the clouds, dragged a dazzling tail flame, fleeting. The fierce and irresistible sword momentum appeared in an instant.

This stunning and peerless sword is deeply reflected in the eyes of Xu Huang, Hua Manlou and others, which cannot be erased. Zuo Butian felt like falling into an ice cellar, and only felt that the giant sword in his hand was like being bounced open by a pair of invisible big hands. Immediately after that, the cold tip of the Shetian Ancient Sword appeared in his sight.

As the sword light dissipated, the Shetian Ancient Sword split Zuo Butian's body in two and fell in midair.

"Snort!" the sound of the sword slicing through flesh and bones was terrifying. Hua Manlou looked at Zuo Butian, who died tragically under Mu Hao's sword, a chill seeped out to his bones, and his face was instantly pale and bloodless. The disciples of the Heavenly Power Pavilion who were clamoring before were also extremely frightened, and fled in panic like beasts.

"Hum, hum!" The crisp sound of the sword resounded through the sky. Mu Hao held the bloody Shetian Ancient Sword under the moon, and his eyes that were as quiet as a deep pool stopped on Hua Manlou's body. Hua Manlou suddenly shook his spirit, and seeing his own rout momentum, Hua Manlou finally understood how terrifying the figure in front of him was.

"The leader is not his opponent, even if we Heavenly Power Pavilion disciples join forces, I'm afraid we won't be able to suppress it. Retreat, stay away from this demon. "The incomparably powerful mana surged into the body. Hua Manlou could only retreat frantically, but this retreat, Hua Manlou had an inexplicably depressed feeling.

The miserable white moonlight in front of him fell in the night, as if it had turned into the ethereal clouds. A scarlet figure came in the air, and the dazzling sword light in Mu Hao's hand was so amazing.