It was quite difficult for him to activate the Thousand Stars and Twins Sacred Artifact, and it was very difficult to deal with the Scarlet Sky Sword in Mu Xuankong's hand.

"Rongtian!"

Mu Xuankong remained calm. The sword in his hand cut off the incoming holy flame giant hand with a wave of his hand.

Then he struck out with another sword, and the power of this sword erupted into a light that melted the sky. The hot sword light was like a heat wave that would melt everything.

Such a scene, as if the sky suddenly disappeared, is frightening.

Clang!

When the sword and the thunder knife collided, the sword light cut off the rules of the Thunder Holy Way on the opponent's long knife with a devastating force.

Purple Thunder Holy Lord let out a roar, and a holy image unfolded behind him, constantly completing the shattered rules of the Thunder Holy Path.

Boom!

The two sides collided with each other in an extremely tough manner, and the winner was determined in an instant. The majestic thunder light condensed by the Purple Thunder Saint Lord collapsed. The Red Sky Sword swung away the thunder knife and struck him on the body, causing him to vomit blood and fly away.

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Phew!

The sword light broke through the holy armor and tore a hideous and terrifying wound on the body of the Purple Thunder Holy Lord.

Wow!

The majestic holy blood suddenly fell like heavy rain, covering the sky and covering the sun.

Horrible, shocking!

The powerful people looking here from a distance, whether they were monks in the life and death realm or big men in the holy realm, were all extremely shocked, with dumbfounded expressions on their faces.

Even across an extremely long distance, everyone felt a chill on their backs.

A saint who lived for two thousand years was knocked away by Mu Xuankong's sword for a thousand years.

Here, the holy blood spilled into a river.

"You have only practiced for three hundred years...Why are the rules of the Holy Way so terrifying?"

Purple Thunder Sage stared at Mu Xuankong. He and Yaoguang were from the same era. Two thousand years ago, Yaoguang was so powerful in the Eastern Wasteland that he dominated the world and could defeat the world's heroes with one sword.

Today, they actually saw a hint of Yaoguang's elegance in Mu Xuankong.

He looked up and looked at each other with the Green Fire Sage, and both saw a hint of fear in each other's eyes.

Clang!

Mu Xuankong donned the red gold holy robe, and the Chixiao holy sword in his hand kept ringing. The long sword stained with holy blood became even sharper.

Qin Xiao's face looked extremely ugly.

He was extremely arrogant just now and felt that with the help of the two ancestors, it would be easy to take down Mu Xuankong.

Unexpectedly, the crisis was resolved instantly with one strike from the opponent.

"I will kill Qin Xiao today. If you two insist on having your own way, I don't mind teaching you how to write the word "death"!" Mu Xuankong looked at the two old saints, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly.

The Purple Thunder Sage and the Green Fire Sage could not help but feel their hearts sink.

So similar!

Whether it is the tone of speaking or the temperament between the eyebrows, they are all very similar to Yao Guang back then.

"Two ancestors, don't be intimidated by this man. After all, he is just a junior who has been a saint for three hundred years! He has not left the mountain for three hundred years, and you want to test the sword with me, Qin Xiao? I don't believe it, you really have this ability! Just now

There is absolutely no way he can use that sword again!"

Qin Xiao had a stern look on his face and pushed the Divine Glory Spear in his hand to the limit. Seven thousand stars appeared above Qin Xiao's head.

People in the distance suddenly couldn't see Qin Xiao's body clearly at all. They only felt that the light emitted by his body under the many stars was already more dazzling than the sun.

"Xingyao Sacred Artifact! Qin Xiao is quite capable. In such a short period of time, he activated the Xingyao Sacred Artifact with all his strength."

"Shuangyao Qianxing, such a powerful weapon in the hands of a saint, its power is too amazing."

Many powerful people in the life and death realm were extremely shocked.

"The light of divine glory!"

Qin Xiao shouted angrily, and with this loud roar, the light from the spear in his hand tore apart all the thirty-six days.

The power of the Shuangyao Sacred Artifact turned into thousands of streams of light, bursting out with a power that could destroy the world and kill Mu Xuankong.

"Mu Xuankong, do you really think you can't become the second Yaoguang? If you dare to kill our Shenyou family with one person and one sword, you will be unlucky today. I will let you know how terrifying the Shuangyao Sacred Artifact is. Even if Yaoguang comes in person,

I will also destroy your cultivation!"

Wherever the majestic stream of light passes, the gap that has been torn open for thirty-six days is like a cracked glacier that continues to expand.

When the seven thousand streams of light gathered together, the astonishing force exploded, tearing the space apart.

Boom!

Countless space fragments turned into storms, sweeping in all directions, even the saints were horrified to see them.

Mu Xuankong stood with his sword in hand, and rays of mysterious light fell from the sky, and then overlapped layer by layer to form an invisible field.

The moment the divine light that shredded the void collided with the field, it exploded into sparks and splashed out.

The most powerful blow of the Shuangyao Sacred Artifact did not even touch the corner of Mu Xuankong's clothes.

"Sword Domain!"

"Qin Xiao, come back quickly!"

The Qinghuo and Purple Thunder Saints suddenly looked mutinous and couldn't help but exclaimed.

A sword seal bloomed between Mu Xuankong's eyebrows, and then a gap opened, as if a great sun was about to burst out.

When Qin Xiao was in shock and doubt, a red sword light broke through the thirty-sixth sky, like the Milky Way falling.

Bang!

The holy light on Qin Xiao's body and all the rules of the holy way were destroyed.

"cut!"

The next moment, a shocking sound rang in his ears, and Mu Xuankong pierced his heart with a sword, crushing his holy source together.

"No no no!"

Qin Xiao kept wailing and calling out quickly.

Phew!

The sword light flashed again, and a human head flew out.

Mu Xuankong sheathed the sword, holding the sword in one hand and Qin Xiao's head in the other, and glanced back.

Buzz!

The two great saints, Qing Huo and Zi Lei, felt as if they were hit hard in an instant. They were each scared back thousands of miles. Mu Xuankong's decisive killing attack completely frightened the two old men.

The dignified head of the Qin family died in front of the two elders, but the two elders opened their mouths but couldn't say a word.

There was silence in the huge Shenyou family. The saints from all over the distance were astonished. No one dared to say anything.

At this moment, it seemed as if the words Mu Xuankong had become taboo.

The sword has been hidden for three hundred years, and the holy blood wipes the green edge.

When it's over, go away. Who dares to pronounce my name?

[Don’t say that Brother Yue deliberately wrote too much, I did write slowly, but I really thought about it so much that my hair almost fell out. I just wanted to give you the best. If I deliberately wrote too little, I really did it casually.
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