Chapter 343: Qinglian Three Lives

Lu Bu's voice was sonorous and deafening, and the voice full of murderous intent echoed in everyone's ears. Lin Pingzhi and Yang Guo both showed expectant expressions, and the main owner finally came out. Lu Bu's cruel words made Luo Feng and the others even more energetic, and their faces were hideous: "Leader, abolish this little bastard!"

"I actually dared to provoke the door, abolished him, and let him know that I was powerful in Kaiyang Pavilion. Lu Bu's appearance greatly boosted the morale of the retreating Kaiyang Pavilion disciples, and they all shouted and reprimanded. Standing quietly on the rocks, Mu Hao slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Bu with a majestic face, but the corners of his mouth provoked a touch of mockery: "I used to think you were a character, but now I suddenly feel how funny this idea is." The eighth layer of the gods, this is your confidence?".

"I know that you have mastered several divine magic techniques, and you have even cultivated them to the point of perfection. Lu Bu said coldly: "This is also your confidence?"

"Leader, why talk nonsense with this little bastard. Brothers, such a little person, why do you need the leader to take action, I can capture him alive when I make a move. A young man shouted, and his whole body pounced on Mu Hao like a tiger and wolf. Obviously, this young man wanted to take credit in front of Lu Bu, and the sharp long sword in his hand was extremely tricky, carrying a majestic sword qi towards Mu Hao, dazzling and dazzling.

Mu Hao's eyes lazily raised, and the Shetian Ancient Sword in his hand suddenly stood in front of him, resisting the long sword that shot out.

"Bell!" Suddenly sparks burst out, and the young man who came out of the sword only felt that the long sword in his hand seemed to have struck a towering mountain, and his face changed drastically: "Blocked?"

This young man who made a move also had the cultivation of the sixth layer of the gods, and when he made a move, he used all his strength, but he was easily blocked by the other party. The force from the hilt of the sword shook the young man's body violently. At this moment, Mu Hao took a few meters in one step, picked up the ancient sword of Shetian in front of him, and immediately slashed down, instantly cutting off the right arm of this young man obliquely, and suddenly the blood wave soared into the sky.

In a flash of lightning, the young man's body flew upside down, and the splashes of blood fell on Lu Bu's robe. Lu Bu's face immediately sank. Shooting in front of himself, this Mu Hao seemed to be a look that he didn't take himself in his eyes. Lu Bu's palm slowly held the long sword at his waist, and in his cold and piercing voice, there was endless anger: "So ruthless!"

"If you are not ruthless, there will always be something that is not long-sighted to provoke!" Mu Hao said lightly.

"In other words, you came to the door today, one is to vent evil qi for the new disciple, and the other is to take advantage of me!" Lu Bu stared at Mu Hao with a calm face, his palm was slightly raised, accompanied by a crisp sword sound, and suddenly he saw a continuous sword shadow, appearing in midair. These sword shadows were like substance, tearing apart the howling wind in an instant. Lu Bu's body was slightly bowed, staring at Mu Hao, his eyes slightly drooping with coldness: "It just so happens that I also want to take you to Liwei!"

"Bang!" The figure turned into a black shadow, and the long sword in Lu Bu's hand trembled, and it was actually a sword shadow that affected the sky. Under the gaze of countless eyes, these sword shadows all gathered together, and immediately like a budding general, bloomed, and endless sword qi surged down, turning into ten, ten into hundreds, and hundreds into thousands.

"Qingliansheng!" Yan Jian clasped his hands tightly, and said that Dongbo Xueying was defeated under this sword. Looking at the surging sword shadow with an indifferent face, Mu Hao's eyes were slightly condensed, and the ancient sword in his hand tore through several sword shadows, bringing a sharp sound of breaking the wind, and it came out quickly like lightning, and each sword fell on the sword shadow, Mu Hao's speed was extremely fast.

Seeing that Mu Hao did not retreat but advanced, the chill in Lu Bu's eyes was even stronger. This guy is indeed the strength of the sixth layer of the gods, but with his terrifying speed and reflexes, he can barely take over his own Qinglian Sheng. However, this is just the premise of casting the Qinglian Shengyi Sword by himself, thinking of this, Lu Bu tapped his toes on the ground, and his body quickly flashed towards Mu Hao, and several sword lights were involved again, and they would bloom again, like a beautiful green lotus.

Dense, the shadow of the sword is like a tide. Mu Hao wandered in the middle, and every time he was on the ancient sword, the sword shadow in the sky would set off sparks in the sky. Until the end, Mu Hao's figure was completely covered by the sword shadow. No matter how fast Mu Hao's sword is, it can't be as fast as the ubiquitous sword shadow, and the crisp sound echoes in everyone's ears.

"Leader Lu Bu, good job! Give this arrogant new leader some color. ”

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are mountains outside the mountains. I open Yang Pavilion, is it a place for you to be presumptuous for weak chickens. ”

"Leader, cut off his arm and give everyone a breath. ”

Seeing that Mu Hao was completely suppressed, cheers suddenly sounded all around. Especially the disciples of Kaiyang Pavilion who were lying on both sides before, all of them stared at Yan Jian and the others viciously, once Mu Hao was defeated, they rushed up wildly, making this group of weak chickens pay the price for their stupidity today.

The sword qi was agitated, and the speed at which Lu Bu took out the sword became faster and faster. Looking at Mu Hao under the sword, he knew that the other party had no backhand power, but at the moment of the sword, he saw that the corner of Mu Hao's mouth drew a mocking arc. Secondly, the Shetian Ancient Sword in Mu Hao's hand stopped in mid-air so strangely.

A fierce and incomparable aura burst out on the snowy sword body, with a piercing chill, cutting through the wind and snow. This breath made the long sword in Lu Bu's hand tremble. Suddenly, the Shetian Ancient Sword in Mu Hao's hand struck forward lightly, destroying the withering and decaying, tearing apart the sword shadow in the sky.

The sword light shone on the earth at this moment, Lu Bu felt that Mu Hao in front of him had changed. If the previous Mu Hao was a rusty sword buried in the wind and sand. Then Mu Hao at this moment is like a sharp sword. He didn't know what Mu Hao's inexplicable power was, but he just felt that that power was terrifying.

"What kind of power is this?" Lu Bu's eyes showed a panicked look for the first time.

"Click!" The snow-bright sword light was like thunder, but it was delivered with a destructive aura. The endless sword shadows all turned into nothingness at this moment, clicking and shattering. With a single sword, Mu Hao shattered Lu Bu's sword shadow in the sky.

Mu Hao stepped forward lightly, took a step, and the sword momentum suddenly appeared, and the Shetian Ancient Sword was like a awakened dragon, tearing off the shackles, rushing straight to the sky, and heading towards Lu Bu. The incomparable sword momentum on it tore apart the sword shadow like a withering and decaying, and appeared in Lu Bu's sight in an instant.

At this time, the wild shouts that sounded around were gone. Luo Feng's entire body jumped up on the lifting frame, and his eyes looked directly at Mu Hao who had drawn his sword.

"Hum, hum!" In the wind and snow, a crisp sword sound sounded in everyone's ears without warning.

"What the hell is this? It's changed, and his sword has become even more terrifying!"

"Qinglian Sansheng, turn!" Lu Bu was furious, in this lightning and flint, Mu Hao's strength made him realize Mu Hao's terribleness, and Mu Hao's confidence to stand here. He was only a monk in the Transformation Stage, and he had never even heard of sword power.

"I don't know what this power is, but if you want to defeat me with this power, no way!" The feeling of suffocation made Lu Bu extremely cautious, but he didn't flinch. Because once he retreated, Lu Bu knew that this sword would appear at his neck.

Lu Bu's feet stammered, and he took a few steps on the snow. Every step he took was extremely regular, and the dense sword shadows unfolded again, and countless sword shadows completely overlapped together, turning into a single sword shadow.

"Bloom!" With Lu Bu's shout, the dazzling sword qi suddenly turned into petals, dazzling out.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Mu Hao's bland sword collided fiercely, and the sword shadow that was about to bloom was fierce. The stamen formed by the sword shadow was the tip of Lu Bu's sword, and the two swords clashed, and the deafening roar pierced the sky.

"Boom!" In the next moment, endless sword qi suddenly surged out in the center of the collision, almost overturning the wind and snow in the sky. A series of criss-crossing sword marks spread out on the ground. Yan Jian and the others who were standing nearby were caught off guard, like dead leaves in the wind, and they flew upside down for several meters. Luo Feng on the lifting frame was even worse, his whole body was lifted off, and he hit the snow hard, but his eyes did not move and stared straight ahead.

"Who wins, who loses!" Time seemed to come to a standstill, and Luo Feng's pupils shrank in vain. A figure kept zooming in his vision. The figure spurted blood in midair, scarlet and blinding. Seeing this figure, Luo Feng's heart was like a knife, and the suffocating panic filled his heart: "Leader!"