Chapter 334: Long time no see

The snow was sprinkled, the cold long street seemed to be shrouded, and in Mu Hao's sword momentum, the extremely sharp sound of breaking the wind sounded behind Mu Hao. The sword qi that seeped out of it made the air stir. Mu Hao stabbed out half of the Shetian Ancient Sword, suddenly stopped in mid-air, his body spun like a spinning top, and then stabbed out the Shetian Ancient Sword again. Like a dragon that has lost its shackles, it soars to the ninth layer of heaven.

"Poof!poof!poof!poof!" The ruthless blade flicked the swords away. The sword momentum surged out like a bamboo, and the moment Mu Hao's wrist flipped, the tip of his sword fell on the heads of these killers one after another. Suddenly, white brains and red blood suddenly splashed everywhere.

The blood mist filled the wind and snow, and Mu Hao's body, like a wind sweeping away the leaves, turned around quickly, and went straight to the only remaining dark night. This is a fight between life and death, Mu Hao does not have any temptation, whether it is the sword momentum, or the terrible killing sword swordsmanship, Mu Hao has all appeared, without leaving his hand, and the lion fights the rabbit must also go all out. What's more, Mu Hao is an ace killer like Styx.

In the wind and snow, Mu Hao's white-clothed figure fluttered out, just like a flying immortal in the dust, which instantly changed the face of the dark night. He thought he was on top, and in a few hours, all his men and horses died. The calm teenager in front of him was terrifying. In particular, the aura that permeated the sword body made the mood that had not been chaotic in the dark night for several years seem to set off a big wave.

"Hell, the Divine Transformation Realm monk has mastered the sword momentum, don't joke! No, it's definitely not a sword momentum!" The trembling long sword beside him blended into the wind and snow, and the terrifying sword qi surged out in the wind and snow, as long as Mu Hao's body did not stop, he would definitely be torn apart by this sword qi.

As if he had also noticed the horror of the sword in front of him, Mu Hao's body suddenly stopped, and the silence was terrifying. His left hand, which hung from his waist, was raised without warning. A brilliant sword light flowed in Mu Hao's palm. In the stunned gaze of the dark night, a powerful and cold aura suddenly appeared in the wind and snow. Immediately, a terrible sword roar sounded.

Several terrifying sword shadows tore through the wind and snow in front of him, and appeared in front of him in an instant. The terrible coercion on it seemed to involve the whole world and crush on itself. Night's body stagnated slightly, and the sword shadow cut him in half, and the white brain was mixed with blood, and suddenly gushed out.

Mu Hao returned the sword to its sheath and quietly looked at the scarlet everywhere, "I still don't know which team of the Blood Blade you are. However, I don't bother to know, because you're worthless!" Mu Hao muttered, looking down at the dark night in a pool of blood, on it, Mu Hao saw the eye-catching symbol of the blood blade, "The destruction of this team will increase my reward a lot again." Next time, it may not be a double-sword card killer, but a single-sword card killer, which is really an endless assassination, which is a strange feeling. ”。

Mu Hao raised his head and looked at the huge city silhouette phantom in his sight. Xi Qin, Sheng Tang, although they knew that the pursuit in front of them was made by Xi Qin and Sheng Tang, but Mu Hao could only choose to passively accept it. The corners of Mu Hao's mouth sneered, holding down the hilt of the sword, if one day his strength was strong enough, he would have to break into the palaces of Western Qin and Sheng Tang and cut off the heads of those two fiercely.

As the twilight deepened, Mu Hao looked back at the bustling streets in the distance and walked calmly.

"I can't cut off the head of the Western Qin monarch, but I can cut off his son's head. What will the view of the Tower of Atonement be like in the second level? The killing intent dissipated in the wind and snow, and Mu Hao's figure gradually disappeared, until a moment later, when the passers-by saw the blood all over the place, they exclaimed in surprise.

"Western Qin, Sheng Tang, Blood Blade!" The existence of these three is like a majestic peak, blocking in front of Mu Hao. Even a true cultivator of the God Transformation Realm is an ant to this behemoth, let alone a monk in the infancy of Mu Hao. Mu Hao knew that after tonight, the pursuit of the blood blade would become even more crazy.

The eyes under the eyebrows were as deep as the sky, and Mu Hao stood in the quiet attic, looking up at the starry sky.

"The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and the people in this world who want to kill me may not only be Xiqin and Sheng Tang. The most legendary figure in the central realm has become a forbidden existence, and there must be something greasy about it. Mu Hao held his chin, he knew that his road in the future would not be smooth sailing, and there would even be countless killing opportunities. Holding the Shetian Ancient Sword slightly, Mu Hao chuckled nervously: "At the beginning, my Lao Tzu swept the Central Realm with one sword and became the Seven Realms of Immortal Cultivation, how could I lag behind him." ”。

The calm words revealed Mu Hao's incomparably strong self-confidence. Amazing sword skills, terrifying sword momentum, terrifying formations, plus Mu Hao's own efforts and qualifications, and the extremely strange eight-view gourd.

In the long and dead street, the choking smell of blood, accompanied by the night breeze, filled every corner. In the pool of blood, several cold corpses had gradually stiffened. At this moment, several blood rays suddenly flashed on the corpse.

At the same time, there was a vast and mysterious area in the central realm, surrounded by yin qi and bursts of blood light.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless array alliance pavilions here, and there is a faint green copper rust spreading on the array alliance pavilion. Countless murderous figures walked out of the darkness and disappeared into the Array Pavilion. This is the Bloody Blade, known as the existence of the Abyss of Hell. No one knows how many killers exist in this gloomy place, nor does they know how many people's fate is determined by this place.

Zhou Fan is a newly rising single-sword killer in the Blood Blade, his terrifying lurking, and terrifying strength. Since his debut, he has never missed once.

Looking at the distorted light curtain on the ancient sword wall, Zhou Fan sat on the wine counter skillfully, picked up the delicate wine glass, and shook it gently, but his eyes quickly swept on the light curtain, as if he said to the air in front of him: "Senior, have you had any interesting tasks recently." ”。

"Interesting mission!" a hoarse voice rang out in the darkness. An elderly figure appeared silently on the other side of the wine counter. This is an old man with a kind expression, with a kind face, he sat there upright, curled up slightly: "You took over the task of assassinating the cultivators of the Heavenly Chosen Academy a few days ago, how about it?"

"It's not challenging at all!" Zhou Fan took a sip of wine, as if he had noticed something, and his gaze instantly became extremely sharp. Looking at the end of the dark and narrow corridor, a thin figure slowly appeared, walking in the dim light, out of place. Staring at this figure, Zhou Fan's breathing became a little short: "I heard that in hell, he took over the task of assassinating the sect master of the Yin Yang Sect a few days ago. It's crazy, did he succeed?".

"In your words, it's not challenging at all!" the old man smiled hoarsely, his bright eyes paused in vain at the light curtain on the sword wall, and said softly: "Speaking of interesting tasks, I have one here, I don't know if you are interested in taking it." ”。

"What task?" Zhou Fan said with some interest.

"Assassinate a new disciple of the Red Void Palace!" the old man said lightly.

"New disciple, you're not kidding, it's funny. Any two-knife killer will be able to deal with it. Zhou Fan shook his head in disappointment and said with a smile.

"So far, two teams have died. The old man raised his head and looked at Zhou Fan, and said in a tone that seemed to be smiling: "Don't you think this task is very interesting? Two teams of double sword cards died one after another at the hands of an insignificant prey. ”。

"It's really interesting, what's the name of this prey?" Zhou Fan's scarlet tongue licked his lips gently, which was his instinctive action when he found his prey.

"Mu Hao!" the old man said softly.

"Boom!" At this moment, in the long and narrow corridor, a terrifying aura surged out like a tide. The old man and Zhou Fan suddenly changed their faces drastically, and they looked at the figure that was about to disappear at the end of the corridor in astonishment.

"Hell what's wrong with him?" Zhou Fan said in astonishment.

"The old man doesn't know, what's the matter, are you interested in this task?" the old man squinted.

"Of course I'm interested, I want to see how a new disciple can destroy the two double-sword squads!" Zhou Fan's eyes shrank sharply, and he said fiercely. The sound of footsteps echoed in the dead corridor, and after a long time, a voice with a smile sounded: "Mu Hao, it's been a long time." ”。