Only at this mont, Mu Yun swallowed directly and swept his spirit into the Zhu Tian Tu. Without stopping, he punched directly and slamd out again.
"Thunder God burst!"
The roar of thunder blasted out again at this mont.
The sound of thunder sounded, bursting endlessly.
All this makes everyone irresistible.
Mu Yun almost aid at which one, and blasted up with a punch, stunned the person, and then killed him with a sword.
Not long after, there were already three people who died under his sword.
If this continues, a dozen of them will soon die.
"Shenjian Pavilion disciples follow the order and form a sword formation!"
A disciple of Tianzun pinnacle, drank.
Suddenly, nine figures walked out at this mont.
Three in the front, three in the middle, and three in the back.
It's just that the three people in the middle stood still in the air.
The nine figures condensed into an aura at this mont.
Faintly, three figures, like a long sword, stood in the air at this mont.
Several people in the Dandi Mansion were all around at this mont, looking at Muyun.
At this mont, everyone felt that the earth trembled.
A sword intent rose into the sky, making people feel unable to breathe.
At this mont, Mu Yun was holding the Eight Desolate Sword, his sword aura was soaring to the sky.
The strong breath passed one after another.
Mu Yun's eyes were cold.
"Sword formation?"
Seeing the nine figures gathered together, they condensed into bursts of majestic air.
A sword gas rolled down.
"Falling sword pose!"
Leading a disciple, cut out with one sword at this mont.
In an instant, a sword soul condensed at this mont.
Elentary swordsman!
The sword spirit roared out, and the sword falling style condensed at this mont.
The long sword gives people an unspeakable domineering aura.
"cut!"
boom……
The fierce sword light was cut off at this mont.
A strong scream sounded one after another.
Mu Yun raised his sword, blocking in front of him.
Boom...
A dull voice sounded, and Mu Yun paused at this mont with one of his legs, unloading that huge force.
At this mont, the nine disciples looked happy when they saw this scene.
Mu Yun, couldn't hold it anymore.
On the other side, Zu Ling was also surprised to see this scene.
"Ha ha……"
Ancestral Mausoleum split the emperor's puppet body, looked at Mu Yun, laughed loudly: "Boy, look down on my disciple of God Sword Pavilion?"
"The disciples of the Excalibur Pavilion, the three of them can form a sword formation, burst out the power of the sword formation, invincible in the sa realm."
"Even, you can leapfrog to kill."
"Do you really think you can hold it?"
At this mont, Ancestral Mausoleum had a sneer in his eyes.
"So what do you do so proudly?"
Mu Yun looked at Ancestral Mausoleum, but grinned and said: "It seems that I am not dead yet, am I?"
"Also soon!"
Zu Ling sneered.
At this mont, Mu Yun stood up and grasped his hand.
"Sword Formation, this is the first ti I have seen each other, it seems to be a little capable."
"I just don't know how strong your sword formation is."
After a word fell, Mu Yun went up and down, his strength gathered.
A surge of sword power rose to the sky.
God-level sword spirit!
Suddenly erged.
At this mont, the huge sword spirit condensed a breathtaking breath.
Behind Mu Yun, a huge sword condensed at this mont.
At this mont, everyone felt that strength was drawn.
"God-level sword soul..."
Zu Ling's expression changed when he saw this scene.
The faces of the nine disciples were also ugly at the mont.
God-level sword spirit!
Comparable to the strength of Tianzun's peak realm.
How many tactics are still hidden in Mu Yun?
At this mont, there was an uproar all around.
"Try my sword?"
Mu Yun looked at the nine people and murmured: "Xuan Sun Sword!"
A sword, cut down at this mont.
A huge sun, as if falling from the sky, was already cut off at the mont of condensation.
At this mont, the nine people did not hesitate, and at the sa ti, their breath was unified.
"Broken sword style!"
The sound of the sword humd, a surge of sword aura soaring into the sky, condensing again.
boom……
In the next instant, two swords of energy condensed at this mont.
The sound of bursting, one after another.
Above the sky, the world turned into a sword at this mont.
Sword auras were entangled, biting, and entangled with each other.
In the end, there was a bang, and the sword energy was completely collapsed.
Nine figures turned pale at the mont.
Mu Yun stood in place, but his sword aura was more vigorous.
"Nine in one, is it useful?"
At this mont, Mu Yun's figure shot out again.
boom……
The nine figures were dissipated at this mont.
Mu Yun slashed out with one sword, taking a life.
At this mont, the sword aura whistled, and Mu Yun felt like entering the land of no one.
Screams sounded one after another.
Two or three people died tragically.
But here, Mu Yun is more and more courageous.
Zu Ling and Fu Hang looked ugly at the mont.
If this continues, they will really die.
Once Mu Yun solved those Tianzun peaks, he would take action against them.
When the ti cos, there will be no more than a dozen Tianzun peaks, facing Mu Yun, the emperor's puppet body and Jiang Gaoming, what will the two of them fight?
"Bastard!"
Suddenly, a huge roar sounded at this mont.
At the mont Ancestral Mausoleum was scornful in his eyes.
Repelled the emperor puppet body with one blow.
"You besieged and killed the emperor's puppet body at a constant speed."
Zu Ling looked at Mu Yun and shouted, "I'll deal with him!"
Getting rid of the emperor's puppet body, the Ancestral Mausoleum imdiately killed Mu Yun.
"Humph!"
Facing the killing of Ancestral Mausoleum, Mu Yun snorted and stepped forward, his breath condensed all over his body.
Boom...
The dull sound sounded at this mont.
Between the rolling earth, in the ancestral mausoleum, an aura condensed.
Tianzun peak!
It seed that there was an aura of oppressing heaven and earth, rippling out of the ancestral tomb.
At this mont, Mu Yun's eyes were cold.
At this mont, a long sword appeared in the hands of Ancestral Mausoleum.
The long sword is green in its entirety, and the end of the hilt is like a snake's teeth carved with a poisonous snake. It looks extraordinarily insidious.
At this mont, the aura in Ancestral Mausoleum also changed drastically.
Like a dormant poisonous snake, ready to go out and bite at any ti.
At this mont, Mu Yun's eyes were cold.
At this mont, the whole person is constantly condensing sword energy.
"kill!"
With a low cry, Zu Ling rushed out.
The oily green long sword in his hand also showed a palpable vicious atmosphere at this mont.
"Ten thousand poisonous snake sword kill!"
Hiss...
Along with the low voice of Ancestral Mausoleum, the divine sword in his hand exudes a sword aura.
It's just that the sword aura is not like an ordinary sword aura, but it is in the form of a balance spring, as if it is weak.
But in the face of that sword qi, Mu Yun didn't dare to resist forcibly.
The figure retreated, Fuxue used a sword.
In front of Mu Yun, the sword aura, like a gossar, swallowed the gloomy sword aura one by one.
At this mont, Mu Yun's eyes moved slightly.
He can feel it.
The sword energy that was swallowed, at this mont, seed to be even more general.
His sword aura is getting weaker and weaker.
"Sword Qi carries toxins?"
Mu Yun was a little surprised at this mont.
This ancestral mausoleum has a lot of small tricks.
It is a pity that Pan Gu Ling has been in retreat now, and is not there.
Otherwise, these toxins are not difficult to deal with with Panguling's source fire essence.
But now, Mu Yun was not worried.
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