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Chapter 490: Mysterious Fat Dun

Hearing Jun Moyan's teasing words, Shen Yue's eyes as clear as lake water looked at Jun Moyan quietly, ignoring Jun Moyan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info immediately, I saw that it was just a jade hand gently raised, and the crystal clear jade butterfly sword immediately crossed an astonishing arc, like a dancing butterfly, outlining a heavy sword shadow, shrouding towards it.

At the same time, a figure also appeared in front of Leng Qiushui, staring at this figure, Leng Qiushui frowned slightly and said: "With your strength, you also want to stop me? I don't care what your identity is, I'm not afraid of the Hundred Feet Sect. And you have a few pounds and a few taels, and I can weigh it in cold autumn water!".

This sentence is also what I want to say to Senior Brother Leng Qiushui, why do you want to push your senior brothers and sisters into the fire pit. Sun Hao shook the bamboo sword in his hand, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and a fierce aura seeped out of the bamboo sword.

"Get out of the way, for the sake of the face of the Eastern Emperor's predecessors, I won't embarrass you. Leng Qiushui said lightly. At this moment, several exclamations rang out around him, "Leader Mu Hao." ”。

I saw Ning Qidao's figure appear strangely in the sky above Mu Hao. Immediately, one after another domineering and incomparable sword gangs shot down along the sword body, like a thunderbolt, completely enveloping Mu Hao's figure, blocking all of Mu Hao's retreat, and its roar suddenly sounded, making people feel deafening. Cracks, like spider webs, spread out along the ground, and the whole world seemed to tremble slightly.

"It's time to get out of the way. Leng Qiushui looked at the sword gang that was several feet thick, and said lightly: "The victory and defeat have been divided!" Hearing this, Sun Hao squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the smoke-filled place, and showed an inexplicable smile: "Indeed, the victory and defeat have been divided." ”。 Shen Yue's clear eyes looked at this scene quietly, and there was no panic on his delicate jade face.

"Although the cemetery is obtained by those who are destined, in essence, it is obtained by those who have the ability. If you don't have enough strength, you want to get involved in this cemetery, and in the end, you can only give your life to it. In mid-air, Ning Qidao stood proudly, his clothes were hemming in the wind, and the hunting sounded. His eyes suddenly looked at the smoke and dust billowing below, and the terrifying sword gang of the Dao Dao was like a flood, carrying it down.

"Jun Moyan, Leng Qiushui, don't continue to grind, don't do it yet. Ning Qidao's gaze stayed on Shen Yue's back, his eyes showed a little surprise, and his figure was about to gallop towards the disciples of the Red Void Palace, but a calm voice suddenly sounded directly below: "Your Excellency, it's too early to be happy." ”。

"Hum!" The majestic sword momentum, accompanied by a crisp sword sound, rippled up, and then went straight into the sky. This extremely powerful sword momentum seems to be able to tear apart the world in front of him in an instant. The smoke and dust that originally filled the heavens and the earth were all strangely dead and silent.

"Actually not dead?" Ning Qidao's pupils shrank, and then a mocking smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand was raised again almost instantly, and the scarlet sword gang rose above the sword body like a blood mist, "Those who can comprehend the sword momentum are all sword geniuses." This kind of taste of erasing geniuses is not bad, no wonder Senior Brother Murong Yang likes to erase geniuses in the future!"

Ning Qidao shook his body and rushed downward. However, at the moment when his long sword was about to be handed out, one of the dazzling sword lights tore through the tumbling dust in vain. The sharp sword gang gathered on this sword light, and in the blink of an eye, he saw this sword light, which shot straight like a sea rolling upside down. A terrifying sword momentum emanated from it.

Ning Qidao's face changed slightly, and the long sword in his hand was raised almost reflexively, and then stabbed straight out, meeting the dazzling sword light without dodging. The tumbling mana in his body was all carried into the sword body, "I don't believe that with my cultivation at the peak of the fourth layer of refinement, I will not be able to suppress your sword style!"

"Bell!" the sound of gold and iron intersecting rang out, and the dazzling sword gang immediately raged out. Ning Qidao held the right hand of the long sword, trembled slightly, and the sword gang that was circulating on it actually collapsed under the impact of the sword momentum, and then the entire long sword quickly dimmed.

Ning Qidao's eyes flashed with solemnity. The opponent's sword momentum was far beyond his imagination, and an extremely oppressive feeling permeated his heart. However, just as the sonorous sound fell, a figure swept by like a shock, and the sword momentum in the sky moved with this white-clothed figure like a tide, and the extremely powerful edge spread out into Mu Hao's body, setting off ripples and impacting Ning Qidao's mind.

Ning Qidao was like a flat boat in the stormy waves, his arm shook, and his figure was about to retreat. But a dazzling sword light tore ripples and appeared, and then directly stabbed at Ning Qidao's shocked gaze.

"Huh!" this sword seems to have broken through the limit of speed, like the Milky Way crossing the sky. Ning Qidao could only watch, and this sword light was rapidly enlarged in his pupils. The sharp sword momentum, like a pair of invisible giant hands, pressed down on his shoulders. His hands, as if bound with lead, suddenly became extremely slow as he lifted his sword.

The sword light swept by, and the unpretentious Shetian Ancient Sword instantly pierced Ning Qidao's neck, and then I saw blood gushing out. Both sides of the fierce battle looked at this scene in disbelief.

Almost instantly, Ning Qidao, who had the upper hand, had already died under Mu Hao's sword. Mu Hao actually used the cultivation of the first layer of refining void to completely suppress Ning Qi Dao, who was at the peak of the fourth layer of refining void. Looking at Mu Hao's light and breezy expression, it was obvious that the former did not use all his strength at all, and an inexplicable chill rose behind the disciples of the Infinite Sect.

Staring at Ning Qidao, who was staring at the dead eyes, Mu Hao's arm shook, and a series of blood flowers swayed and fell on the tip of the sword: "You guessed one thing, I didn't want to solve you within a hundred breaths, but to solve you and Jun Moyan, as well as Leng Qiushui's guy within a hundred breaths." ”。

When the breeze rose, Mu Hao's pair of spotless white boots, gently stepping on the breeze, attacked Jun Mo Yan directly. Sun Hao squinted his eyes, the bamboo sword in his hand, pointed at Leng Qiushui from afar, and said with a smile: "The strength of refining the peak of the fourth layer seems to be like this." Cold autumn water, you regret it too late now. ”。

Leng Qiushui's face was extremely solemn, and he finally realized that the young man in white in front of him didn't seem to be as vulnerable as he imagined. Especially the latter's sword momentum, even he felt a little jealous, but he was very unwilling to let him give up the cemetery inheritance in front of him, and then shouted at Sun Hao: "Get out!"

Leng Qiushui's palm clenched the long sword behind his back in vain, and then stepped out. A majestic aura fluctuated, emanating from its body, and faintly, there was a low thunderous sound, rippling out at the feet of the cold autumn water. In an instant, he had appeared directly in front of Sun Hao.

However, in the face of Leng Qiushui's terrifying offensive, Sun Hao did not have any panic in his smiling eyes. I saw that Sun Hao's body was like a ghost, sideways to avoid Leng Qiushui's attack, and the straight bamboo sword stabbed at Leng Qiushui's waist like lightning. The sharp aura, to the top of the blade, instantly penetrated out, and the end was incomparably powerful.

"The light of fireflies, how can you compete with the moon! Dead fatty, don't challenge my patience! Don't think that I am afraid of your identity and dare not kill you, remember your surname Sun!" Leng Qiushui snorted coldly, and the terrifying sword gang appeared like a tide. At the critical point of his body, he directly ignored Sun Hao's sword. In his opinion, Sun Hao is just a cultivator of the ninth layer of the gods, and the sword in front of him is just a bamboo sword, even if Sun Hao uses all his strength, he can't break his sword.

However, at the moment when he was about to stagger Sun Hao's figure. Intense pain spread out of his waist in vain. Leng Qiushui frowned slightly, only to see that the sword gang hovering around his waist was actually shattered, and the bamboo sword in Sun Hao's hand actually slashed through his waist and stabbed into his body.

A touch of red quickly emerged from the bamboo sword. Sun Hao held the bamboo sword, quickly stepped back, and chuckled: "It's a pity, as long as this bamboo sword, if you advance another half an inch." Leng Qiushui, I'm afraid you're going to have to explain it here. Remember, even though my surname is Sun, the blood on my body does not allow you to insult!".